While I was at it, I thought I would show ya’all a photo of me and my spouse.
This is the blog persona who calls himself “Zee”.
And this is Third Series Am I Sore’s GXBF(Notice the painted-on abs).
Oh, and this is Boodi, herself, althought it is a very very old photo. It dates back to the days when she used to frequent Katz’s Deli with Billy Crystal (she doesn’t see him much anymore), wearing 80’s style business attire.
This is Susan, also known as Samastithi, which is pronounced “Sah-MAHS-Tit-Tee-HEE”, at least when I say it. Samasthiti (notice I am not spelling it in any consistent way, because I don’t really know how to spell it in English. Or in Sanskrit, for that matter) has an eponymously named blog.
Sam and I have not always been on the best of terms, shall we say. There have been times when she has banned me from her blog altogether. I think I am allowed back now. She said that I kissed her ass enough, and it wore her down.
I can understand that, especially since she must be really tired, what with having to keep her really cute boyfriend satisfied (her husband does NOT know about this, so please do not tell him). This is Susan’s boyfriend, Carl:
Isn’t he cute?
Carl also has a blog.
I don’t read it much these days because his stat counter is so sophisticated that I fear that if I read his blog, he will know everything about me, including my social security number, bra size and LSAT score. No, actually, that’s not true. I just don’t read much of anything these days. If I did, I would definitely spend more time on Carl’s blog. Isn’t he CUTE?? I mean, look at him, girls. That smile! That trout! Those suspenders!
Carl’s blog is called Sweat and Fire, otherwise known as Morning on My Mat. And that is precisely what Carl’s blog is about. There’s another blog called “My Beloved Homemade Kayak” or something like that. You can find it on Carl’s profile page for blogger. Definitely read it.
If I have failed to link to you, and you feel that failure is in error, please let me know, and we can see what we can do about it.
For those who don’t know her, and for everyone else, please allow me to introduce you to my second-series-bending, voodoo-practicing, prolific-writing blog pal, Laksmi Vimilananda. That is not her real name. Her real name will not be revealed here, but I will this much: upon learning it, I was taken aback by its similarity to my own name, albeit, without any of the haymisha leanings.
Like many of us bloggers who have not earned book deals on the scale of the Washingtonienne and New York City Ho Who Shall Not Be Named of the Classical Drama Titled Blog, Laksmi first appeared on the blog scene quietly. But since then, she has developed a unique, fresh and witty voice, her blog appears to now have built some momentum. Originality can be sorely lacking in the Blog Zone. But Laksmi is anything but derivative.
Of course, upon reviewing her archives, none of this should come as any surprise. Her very first post invokes my blog, this very blog you are reading, as, in essence, the yoga blog that her blog will render obsolete until she sees fit to stop writing hers. When I read that, I thought it was a “tiny bit mean”, as my younger son would say. But now, I no longer see it that way. I see it as the ultimate compliment that Laksmi came on the scene with YC in her mind as the force with which to be reckoned.
After a rocky start, fraught with miscommunications, Laksmi and I have settled into an engagingly bantering and mutually (I hope) respectful ifriendship. Or is that efriendship? In any event, I have taken to never linking to Laksmi, maybe because I don’t want to share any of my reader, or maybe because I am just too lazy to link to anyone anymore because I mean, really, who cares. Technorati just sucks, so who cares how they rank us? Authority shmathority. Who needs it?
That said, I promised a link to the winners of the Caption This contest (see? I can’t even be bothered to link to my own freakin’ blog), which, like, NO ONE entered, except for Samasthithi, Carl and Laksmi. And maybe Boodi. I don’t remember exactly and I can’t even be bothered to check. And then, having decided that they were all winners, I am now beginning my linking campaign. Do they want the attention? I know Mrs. Laksmi does. Eh, who doesn’t love a little attention?
Any publicity is good publicity, no? And the only thing worse than bad publicity is NO publicity. So….
Thank you Laksmi, for portraying me as Kundalini Barbie. In return, I shall portray you as Hard Rock Barbie. And thanks for keeping me on my blogging toes. If not for you, I might have just lost interest in the whole blogging thing by now.
Up next: Samahs-tit-teehee, followed by Carl.