3000 Links to Kottke I wish I could tell you al…
3000 Links to Kottke
I wish I could tell you all of the wonderful and exciting things I’ve been up to over this new year holiday, but I can’t. All I’ve done is sleep and drink and eat in an effort to fight off this damn cold. The doctor on Tai-shun St. gave me little packets of pills that are keeping me nicely loopy, but I am going a little stir crazy after being holed in my room for so long. I know, there are worse places to be holed up in, but sometimes it seems that I have seen all of the Internet that I really want to, and am thus reduced to doing link searches on google to see who has the most links to their weblog (here’s a hint: Kottke, with well over 3,000), and then wondering why. If I have, say, 30 people reading my site a day, that’s sort of like 30 people knocking at my door or hollering “Sup!” from outside. And those are 30 people who, previous to my starting this thing, didn’t know a thing about me. So it’s all cool. I’d like to think that each of my readers gets that much more enjoyment from reading this.
I postponed my eye-zapping another week so I don’t have to worry about that (yet). One good thing about this is that I’ve had a bit of time to work on my book, which I think is almost ready for publication. I just need to find a literary agent. Let me know if you know anyone.
Dean and Graham tried to get me to come over to the 70’s Airport Love Palace to bring in the new year, but I figured they could handle it without me, so I just stayed up until midnight, watched the fireworks over city hall from my window to 30s Chinese music, and went to bed. It was as nice a new year’s eve as I could have hoped for, although a bit lonely. I shouldn’t be spreading this cold around, though, so it was just as well.
