Mark Bult Design: San Francisco, CA, Established 1988

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Monday, October 24, 2005

Test post directly from Flock

Flock is a new browser. It features, among other things, an in-browser blog posting interface. It automatically connected to my Blogger account and posted this entry (assuming it works) to my blog without me having to go to Blogger first. More about Flock later...


Blogger waterlovinguy117 said...

amazon search for jason ables returned:
How One Company's Disabled Workforce Became the Key to their Extraordinary Success

amazon for mark bult returned:
The Gospel according to St Mark : An Introduction and Commentary

amazon return for velma:
Scooby Doo's Velma Costume (CostumeZone)

What's any of this have to do with this post? Nothing. But I'm trying out 'Borroging.' That's where you blog on other people's blogs. That way you don't have to be hassled with all the upkeep, changes in technology and all that other technical stuff. The best part is that it's cheap. You can even do from the quarter Internet kiosk at the bud depot, posting from the road as you go.

10/25/2005 12:18:00 AM

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Mr. Crack likes this idea of Borroging. So I'd like to add my little contribution... here goes.

I like Ripple. I like Ripple very much. I like Ripple on ice, in a glass or right out of the bottle. Do you like Ripple? If you do maybe you'd like to join me.

Also Mr. Crack would like someone to start the SF chapter of the Liquor for the Homeless program (see link).

Thank you and thank you very kindly.

Mr. Crack

10/25/2005 03:05:00 PM

Blogger ynnej said...

You leeches.

Actually, I wouldn't mind being all pirate-y and hijacking Mark's comments page in the name of my own silliness... but I'm afraid that all of my blog posts are far too emo for this crowd.

Damn lj kids.

10/25/2005 06:39:00 PM

Blogger waterlovinguy117 said...

leeches?? emo??

I am selfish
I am wrong
I am right
I swear I?m right
I swear I knew it all along

And I am flawed
But I am cleaning up so well
I am seeing in me now the things you swore you saw yourself

10/25/2005 09:34:00 PM

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Whaaaat... did someone say something?

Mr. Crack

10/26/2005 04:17:00 PM

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Today I bought a bagel. I wondered if bagels are mentioned in the Torah, and that made me think of Tora! Tora! Tora! the movie. I don't know if there's any kind of Japanese/Jewish synergy in the works, but there was something in my coffee. I saw a penny but didn't pick it up because it looked germy. Borroging's cool!

10/26/2005 10:30:00 PM

Anonymous Anonymous said...

I saw that penny and picked it up. It gave me the hives :-(. So I went to the free clinic and got a shot. It hurt? wonder now if I should have picked up that germy penny. I like the name Penny? like Penny in Lost in Space? she was fine as Hillbilly wine.

Mr. Crack

10/27/2005 08:54:00 AM

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Mr. Crack is a tailgater. MeNews please start a new post so I can continue with my Borrog.

10/27/2005 03:29:00 PM

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Mr. Crack went to a tailgater party once. I ate hotdogs and hamburgers and chili and drank a lot of ripple. It was there that I tried beer and ripple and came up with Bipple. Speaking of beer I'm running kind of low so don't forget the link above.

Mr. Crack

10/27/2005 04:28:00 PM

Blogger waterlovinguy117 said...

Where'd the lrig go? Is she coming back? You can't have a democracy without slrig. Well, you can, but it would last a generation. Then you'd have a world run by ants and roaches. And leeches.

10/27/2005 04:37:00 PM

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Mr. Crack once fell asleep in the part and found ants and roaches in his pants! This was not a good thing. So Martha would not approve. But Martha would approve of Champipple. I like to drink Champipple on special occasions like when I had the ants and roaches removed from my inside my pants.

Mr. Crack

10/27/2005 05:08:00 PM

Anonymous Anonymous said...

I was listening to the soundtrack of my times when the power went out. A quaint gesture by the universe to remind that electricity is not synonymous with music I thought. So I picked thought the debris in the garage and found a barrel. It had writing on it from some foreign country. I don't know if it once contained rice or oil. Perhaps a person was once in it, stowed away, quiet as a fern yet being completely active in their intended motion, moving towards a new harbor. I took the barrel and up-ended it, setting the open end down on a carpet remnant. Looking around I spotted half of my needs, on old plunger. I set the rubber cup aside and took the wood handle. Next I found a metal ruler. Its sharp, 90-degree corners weren't ideal, but it would do. I began. Banging and banging and banging. I imagined Joss Stone singing in front of me. Banging and banging and banging. I conjured a marching band to walk beside me during a small town homecoming parade. Arthur Fiedler's baton rose about my head, keeping the Pops in time with the barrel-drum. Banging and banging and banging. Then the cops came. Evading the "man" I ditched the drum and ran to a laundromat, avoiding the stares of the clothes' folders, whose wide eyes were fixed on the plunger handle and metal ruler. "I come in peace," I said. A woman, looking up, turned the page of her tabloid.

10/27/2005 06:42:00 PM

Blogger espd said...

you. people. are. so. in. need. of. lives.

10/28/2005 07:19:00 PM


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