Another blog identity crisis
I just don't get it.
I've tried to be nice to my blog. I was understanding when in wanted to be a communist. But this is pushing it. I mean a PINK back ground.
Come on, this isn't a gay blog. Maybe thatâ€™s it, my blog is just upset that today is my last day of posting at Snooze Button Dreams.
It could be an attempt to show of its feminine side in hopes that I can guest blog for sadie when she goes to vegas.
It would have to happen on a Tuesday when my poor little ole influential blog is under assault from those other super estrogen laden blogs.
If I find out which one of the divas slipped that damned goldfish the lip stick there's going to be hell to pay!!!!
Note: I can honestly say I haven't and don't intend to ever cross dress. But that damned fish has a mind of his own.
If you're wondering what all the fuss is about click here to reskin the blog.
Posted by phineas g. at 02:30 PM
on May 24, 2005
I was surmising that that was Mrs. Phin. No?
Nah I got nothing, the fish is staring at me and I'm afraid! Must go now.
Not only changes sex, but color too? Interesting . . .
OH MY. You need some help, dahling.
I no longer am capable of making rational discourse.
On a different note, I ran across a little java applet where one has a little goldfish in a bowl which moves around with the mouse pointer. I can find it again if you want. Gotta dump the *urp* color scheme, though :)
hahahha! oh gawd. I thought I was at the wrong blog today when the communist cats took over.
bring them back!!! that angry pink fish reminds me of my ex boss.
Whew...thought something was wrong with my link. That's really scary.
When folks refer to commies as "pinko", this isn't what we mean, Phin! Heh
Hmmm...I like it. There's something...sensuous about the new you...Those eyes, those lips, those gills...yep, no doubt about it...you're ready for the annual Gay Pride Parade...
On a more mournful note, I am truly saddened by the wanton kidnapping of the word "gay." It used to be so nice and innocent, up into the 60s and maybe early 70s. Now, even Christmas songs have been damaged. We can never hear the same again, "Don we now our GAY apparel..." sigh...