Friday, May 06, 2005

Formula for a Popular Web Site (Part II) : Have Your Cat Write It


Before we get started today, let me say, I prefer the term Onionesque over Onion Rip-Off. Now when I started this blog, the fake news stories were not part of my plan. But they keep falling out of my subconscious so what can I do? I am second to none in my admiration for the Onion but don’t forget, National Lampoon’s Sunday Newspaper Parody appeared long before they or the Internet existed. Dr. Max has been around the parody block a time or two. Let’s just say we both draw our inspiration “buckets” from the same “well” of traditional humor and hope no “lawyers” get involved.

A new theory on Blogarama (see Tuesday) is developing. It is a runaway web site. Unable to deal with the pressures of being a blog directory it took off, cutting it’s hair then heading to Vegas and Albuquerque.

Before Blogarama bolted, (5 days a and counting) I had scanned it’s sites to see how I could make That One Blog more popular. The blog theme that came in second, after all those which supply our great land with porn, seemed to be sites “written” by cats. There appeared to be hundreds of these, all with similar site descriptions: “Wry observations about life and whatever, as written by my pet cat Snoodles!” I’ve owned cats myself and like them but was a little mystified on why this idea would be so popular. Pehaps they knew something I didn’t. Hmmmmm.......

That One Blog now introduces it’s new host, Pawsy the Cat!

Greetings one and all and meow. My name is Pawsy. I am Dr. Max’s cat. Yes, he finally saw the light and gave me control of this blog. He knows how smart cats are compared to humans. You people never cease to amaze me. How you have survived so long is a great surprise to me. Take this war in Iraq, now it seems foolish to me to......could you excuse me a moment? I always lick my crotch this time of day. Lick, lick,lick, lick, lick, lick, lick, smack, smack. Yawn....I’ll continue after a little nap. ZZZZZZzzz. Yawn. Excuse me, no opposable thumbs down here, how about opening my can of cat food doofus? Chomp, chomp, chomp, chomp. Anywho, where was I? Oh yes Iraq, now in this region of the world cats have always been treasured for their...Hork! Heeoork! Hoooooooooooork! Guggle, guggle, guggle puuuuuuuuuke! Smack, smack. Jeez, that’s one big hair ball I just brought up, looks like half of lunch came with it! Yeah, it’s on the Persian rug, so what? YEAH, I see the rest of the floor is bare wood and easier to clean, I LIKE TO THROW UP ON THE RUG, OK?!! Just back off and get me some dinner. Chomp, chomp, chomp, chomp, smack, smack. What the hell was I talking about? Oh, Iraq, so what I say is this, oh my GOD A STRING!!! GOTTA GET THE STRING! MUST GET STRING! STRINGY STRINGY, GRAB IT, CHEW IT, A HEE HEEE HEEEEEE STRIIIIIIIIIIIING and now I’m embarrassed about how I acted with the string. I’m going to lick my paw in shame, lick, lick, lick, lick. Y’know, YAWN, you guys do whatever you want in Iraq, I’m going to bed. ZZZZZZzzzzzz.

Um, that was.....different. Maybe the Doctor will do a little rethink. See you tomorrow.

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