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Love Song to Google – Quit Playing Games With My Blog

Lincoln Adams | October 31, 2007 @ 7:17 pm

With all the hoopla over Google’s latest PR update, I decided to dedicate a karaoke song to all those bloggers out there feeling the pain of seeing their PageRank reduced. You’ve heard of Backstreet Boys “Quit Playing Games With My Heart?” Well this is my personal rendition, “Quit Playing Games With My Blog!” Feel free to listen to the podcast of me singing the song, but I should warn you, I’m a really bad singer. :D Here are the lyrics:

Google…. Oh…..

When I load my site, I see
You’re not being true to me
I looked at my toolbar, and saw
You left me with PageRank of three
Sometimes I wish I could, turn back time
When a listing on Yahoo was free
Oh I wish I could, so bad, Google
Quit playing games with my blog!

Chorus:
My blog!
My blog!
With my… I should have known from the start!
My blog!
My blog!
With my blog!

I code my site, the way, to
Keep your bots coming back to me!
Everything I do, is for you
So what if I had a paid link or two
Sometimes I wish I could, turn back time
When there was no such thing as nofollow,
Ohh I wish I could, so bad, Google you better
Quit playing games with my blog!

Chorus

Quit playing games!

Google, Google!
The link love we had was so strong
Don’t penalize me forever!
Oh Google, Google!
My site is optimized so let’s
Stop this tonight!

Google…. Oh….
Quit Playing Games!
Na na na na na na
Na na na na Google
Na na na na na na

Sometimes I wish I could, turn back time
When Altavista was number one
Oh I wish I could, so bad, Google
Quit playing games with my blog!

Chorus

Quit playing games with my…
Na na na na na na
Na na na na Google
Na na na na na na
Quit playing games with my blog
With my blog
With my blog
With my blog!

You can see the original lyrics to the actual song here. Apologies to the Backstreet Boys for torpedoing their song. :clown:
 



The Sewage Known as the Dating Pool

Lincoln Adams | October 6, 2006 @ 8:16 pm

There are some women who are so far out of my league that if my league exploded, they wouldn’t hear the sounds for another three days. (Hat tip to the TV movie, The Librarian). Fortunately, the sort I’m referring to here are bright, elegant and morally upright girls who are simply a part of a culture I can’t relate to.

Then there’s that other sort, the sordid crack whore types who almost take perverse pride in the fact that they’re crack whores. They demonstrate all the moral aptitude of a brain damaged alley cat, and their pasttime consists mostly of getting drunk, fooling around, and then getting drunk again. You know the type I’m referring to here. They almost always have Myspace websites exhibiting lewd and crude photos of themselves, (usually holding ironically enough, a glass of beer or wine), and which predictably contain quite a long list of comments from horny men looking for booty.

I had this vain hope that law school might weed out the most putrid of these sewage inhabiting bimbos, but alas it was too much to ask for. Case in point, here’s an excerpt of an email sent to an ex-law student’s blog, highlighting one particular floozy’s adventures in law school:

…the three of us nearly all got kicked out of law school for laughing in court while a rather unfortunate prostitute was arraigned. We had to write apologies to the dean and the judge, seriously. In the quagmire, I found a boyfriend… who, incidentally, had a wife. This boyfriend more or less saved my academic @$$ by teaching me Civil Procedure – to a solid C-level…

This former bartender turned attorney quite matter of factly conferred upon her readers the breathtakingly and morally bankrupt details of her law school experience, seemingly oblivious to what a complete tramp from hell she was making herself out to be. I’m inclined to think the whole thing was really made up, but sadly, I know better.

From blogs written by women who proudly declare themselves “Law Bitches” to the “supposedly” female blogger billing herself as the Law School Virgin (complete with sordid postings indicating a perpetually drunk little girl who enjoys only sporadic moments of sobriety), it’s no wonder why I’ve seem to have lost a measure of faith in the virtues of the opposite gender.

To think, these people will someday become lawyers. Good God.