When my son was a baby and had a yucky diaper we got into the habit of saying that he did a *Big Job.* I know, sorry -- it's gross. And you're probably wondering why in the name of Cookie Jesus I am telling you this. Well, we've been really busy at work and that's left little time for blogging. Working on lots of Big Jobs, so to speak. Just crankin' 'em out. I know how many of you truly appreciate the field of advertising. Yes, I am part of the problem. But a girl's gotta buy cool black shoes, right?
There are a couple of things going on in the blogosphere that I have to write about quickly.
I need to give a couple of shout outs to people who've done Really Big Jobs this week. We'll call them Blue Girl Big Job Awards Of The Week.
First there was the guy from The Right State, who got his grand old flag all tied up in knots because he thought millions in the blogosphere had plagiarized a phrase he came up with. The phrase? Decider-in-Chief. He had a hissy fit and wrote up a post where he copied and pasted the names of a ton of bloggers who stole his phrase, including Shakespeare's Sister. Here's what he wrote:
No Credit for Decider-in Chief
I guess I should have copyrighted the name “Decider-in-Chief.” Here is just a sample of sites that quote the name but do not give credit to where they got it. Of course I would be negligent to suggest all sites took liberties with taking the name, Hugh Hewitt is an exception. Note that this is a google search with only the first three pages printed. I tried to see how many times it was mentioned but stopped at 400.
Then he goes on to list all the bloggers that *stole* his phrase. I was extremely perturbed to think he would think that Shakespeare's Sister would steal a phrase from him! I mean. But then I noticed that he had just started blogging in March, so I cut him some slack and left a comment that basically said, get used to it. There are thousands of creative people who will think of the same thing as you at the same time, if not before. It's just the way it goes in the blogosphere.
I remember when I started blogging, I thought I had an original thought from time to time but quickly learned there are far more creative people than me. And I learned that lesson in about, oh, two seconds after I started blogging. To Chuck's credit though, he did leave a comment that said he needs to think more before he writes.
(Nobody else is going to have the Coolest Most Awesome Great Blue Girl Wall Of Fame, though. Hee-hee-hee. Jus sayin.)
So the First Blue Girl Big Job Award of the Week goes to Chuck at The Right State. Yoo did sooch a goood job at sooooch a Big Job dis weeek...you're soooch a goooood boy!
And now onto our second winner. I know I'm late to this story -- I mean, it's soooo Monday, April 24th, but I just can't get over it.
Michelle Malkin has a new website. I'm not sure if it replaced her blog or it's just another one. But, guess what it's called. C'mon, guess. You'll never guess it, but it's sooooo fitting:
Her new website is called Hot Air.
I can't get over it.
Not that you need proof, but here is the definition of the phrase hot air:
Empty, exaggerated talk.
You really couldn't make that one up. Or. Maybe. Chuck at The Right State made it up and then Michell Malkin stole it. Who knows!
It's too much!
She has a video-cast thingamajig of herself reporting on all sorts of lefty shaninigans. She's not very good at it. She's new at it though. Not blowing hot air, but being recorded blowing hot air. It might get better -- the recording part, not the content. But, whatever! HOT AIR!!
So the Second Blue Girl Big Job Award of the Week goes to Michelle Malkin of HOT AIR. Whadda good widdle name you came up wif! You did sooooch a Big Job! Gooood girrrrl!!!!
When I was trying to find proof of the definition of Hot Air, I stumbled on the Urban Dictionary. Do you know was "BG" means in slang?
Michelle Malkin's got me thinking. I might do my very own Blue Girl Baby Gangsta video-pod cast for my next Blue Girl Baby Gangsta Big Job Award of the Week Ceremony. Sounds like a cool thing to do, huh?
Don't you dare steal my idea! You wouldn't want Baby Gangsta to come over there and B n' B It on ya.