Blog! Moby [via Amelia]
Moby posts up to ten times a day sometimes, updating fans on the tours and publicity sessions, mixed with traditional bloggy comments, this post, for example, about the recent assassination of Pim Fortuyn. The internet is a level playing field everyone.

Blog! I thought Amelia was quite a rare name until I discovered the zootgirl. OK -- so including the new film and this blogger, that makes two. Today's post reminds me of working at the college library all those years ago and watching my fellow students leave their belongings at their desk whilst they go off and photocopy and take a break before returning and creating merry hell because their wallet had been pinched. You really can't trust anyone -- although I know I should take more care myself when I pop to the loo on trains. The design of this site is particularly good with a post per day -- which is tidier than this thing at least.
Yes, I know the film is called 'Amelie'. Zoot took some time off from weblogging for a while, but is back now with a simpler retro design and a cleaner writing style. And glory be, she only posts when she has something to say, not because she feels like she has to. I wish more webloggers were like that ...

Blog! Off On A Tangent is another of the more journalistic weblogs. It's tagline is something I'm sure we can all aspire to: "Cold Beer, Hot Girls, Fresh Links" Magic!
Les writing. More links.

Blog! what's in rebecca's pocket? has already had a lot of media exposure and with good reason. It's difficult to think of a day when I've visited and not found something interesting. When I first logged on, this was my home page of choice (her counter must have gone through the roof). Since I'm off working on other things tonight (hence the slightly slow blogging) I thought it important to acknowledge a master ... and for those who are already fans ... don't you miss that eye?
You know the old saying, 'she wrote the book on it...'. Well actually ...

Blog! Julie Andersen's latest post about the special place of her teenagehood, 'The Hill', offers a nostalgia and wistfulness some writers have been trying to create all their careers. I'm reminded of the two places I can always go to if I need to remind myself of everything. The first is at the side of the lake in the park where I live. A friend and I once agreed it would be a 'great place for a shag'. Sadly he was male, so we didn't actaully test the theory. The second place is Birmingham. The whole city. I have never been there and not had a chance to get outside myself -- that something unusual or lovely hasn't happened. Remind me to tell you about sometime...
I'll cover that in the main weblog sometime this week if get a chance ... it's not really something for here. Julie has moved her wblog for some Perpetual Karma. The weblog is here. This is still the best sort of weblog, which makes you turn around and sceam, 'YES! THAT'S ME! I'M EXACTLY LIKE THAT!' For example in this recent post, she talks about how you get used to the sounds you hear when you're used to sleeping in a place, but when you move from there it's not quite the same because those noises have changed, and you find you can't sleep because the familiarity has gone. She's a bit high maintenance though, judging by her wishlist. Must get around to updating mine ...