Blog! According to The Blog Twinning Project, my twin is blogjam: /usr/bin/bloke -- which is odd because he seems to be doing things better than I am...
See -- I link to something, then everyone links to it.

Blog! Sometimes weblogs are just FUN -- and so to France where we find 'mybluehouse' daily offering something to make you smile. Broadly. Thanks for cheering me up Becky!
Ditto. Many times.

Blog! I'm coming to the conclusion that all profressions are represented by weblogs. Even world famous authors like Neil Gaiman have them, and like the rest of us, he's just finding his way home. If only other celebrities kept them, we wouldn't have to make-do with hearsay. Neil's blog has been particular good in the past few days as his site tries to come to terms with an attack of the Nimdas -- I've a feeling this is going the effect everyone eventually ...
The joy of Neil's weblog is that it's written by the person, not someone in the press office. This sounds strange, but it makes weblogging feel like a level playing field, where everyone can have an opinion. Now if only he would do the Friday Five thing.

Blog! Despite being royally flamed by her in this Mefi thread (she was probably right, I was stereotyping), it's difficult to continue without acknowledging linuxkitty's weblog. Her fan club at Yahoo has over a hundred and sixty members? Why? perhaps it's posts like this which excudes how we all feel about our parents sometimes. Oh and this which made my hair stand on end...
Shocked to discover her livejournal is better than her weblog. Although I'm still trying to work out the phenomena. Why have more than one online journal. Different audiences? Do you think Kristen know she looks a bit like Lili Taylor?

Blog! As you all know, any weblog with a title like utopia with cheese will find it's way here eventually. But I'm not shallow, I won't just include it for that. I'll include it for insights like this: "I'm still unable to work or do anything constructive for more than a few minutes at a time. This'll mark probably the sixth business day in a row that I have stared at CGI code for a few hours, yet done nothing useful. I am going to have a lot to answer for when this catches up with me. But I can't help it. My brain will. not. cooperate. When I get to the computer every day I have the same peculiar combination: A pounding heart and a brain that just is too tired to deal with any of it."
Another writer who manages to embarass me by adding something new and readable every day.

Blog! My nightly trawl through the internet for the best of blogs leads me through some strange corners. I've tried to keep this site fairly wide-ranging (and that seems to be working - my average hit number is growing weekly) -- but many sites simply offer the lives of their writers. I've tried to offer sites which are particularly unusual, or extemely well written or offer a glimpse into a life you'll never lead. Which is why I'm happy to point y'all towards Speaking in Tongues, the new jointlog of Sophie and Basil, who seem to be writing to each other or to no one in particular which makes it deeply compelling for reasons I can't quite decide. Perhaps it's the halting openness.
The girls have moved to miscellaneousbs. The full story is here, the short version is that they didn't follow the rules. In this case it does mean they now have a much more personal new design (so that's what thy look like) and a fresher agenda. That archive link above still works though.

Blog! skomsvold I would easily have included for the name. Would even include it for the reliance of green on black, something I miss from telneting the internet at college. I'm actually including it for the new entry about alcoholism -- which is some of the best none-WTC weblog writing I've read in days. Tomorrow 1995.
A name change to Nadablog, and the archive seem to have gone somewhere. But he still links to me, and reading through the past few days I laughed at least five times. Something of a record.

Blog! out of order feels like sleeping Annie finally wrote something new yesterday. She reminds us of how our memories of a thing or place are amplified when it's changed or not even there anymore. "But New York, I feel like she belongs to me, shared with millions of other people. Everybody has his or her New York, and it will never be the same for any of us." Which reminds me -- we haven't heard from Woody Allen...
He spoke eventually. Originally he talked about how Hollywood should be cautious about monopolising on the event, then appeared at the Oscars to remind us all why we happen to like New York. Annie is taking a break from weblogging -- but has left quite an insightful little piece. I've also taken to writing my weblog on paper before posting vitually. It has the effect of concentrating the mind.

Blog! Oh Messy Life -- you said it. Another blogger who's stretching the boundries of site design all doodles and tippex.
I'm glad this hasn't changed -- why would anyone try to 'improve' this kind of design. Weblogging as cartoon strip.

Blog! The most difficult thing over the past few days was discovering how little grasp some people have of international affairs -- how everything has been reduced to 'good guys' and 'bad guys', when in fact the only true evil within this crisis is well, evil. On Thursday /mental.masturbation captured the mood perfectly: "What I fear is not who did this, but who my friends are becoming. What I fear is not death, but cold and senseless revenge. It tears at my heart that it turned so quickly. It turned from, "Are you safe? I want you all to know that I love you." to, "Who the fuck can we bomb?" Knee jerk reactions are to be expected, but how long do they last? When are these intelligent people going to realise that they are screaming for more blood. More death. More destruction. When will they realise that killing more innocents won't bring anyone back from the dead?" Her post from Tuesday describes the day most of us had. This was a moment that unified our lives.
This is certainly greyer than I remember (the colour and the post). In the weeks after 9.11 weblogging offered a way for thousands of people to express how they felt. But it is still there ... every now and then you'll see a link to someones archive of posts or it'll be mentioned in conjunction with something else. One of these days I'm going to get around to doing that survey of what weblogger were saying just before that day ...