I have that weird "I need to fuck with my weblog again" feeling that comes up every once in a while and makes me embark on some futile exercise in using my weblog to bring eternal happiness to the Internet. I got in a bet with Michael Buffington at SXSW about which one of us could make a better automated weblog (one that posted interesting things without human intervention) and I think there was a pitcher of martini at stake? Buffington? Do you remember the stakes? Is the game still on? I need something, anything, where are weblogs going?
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Saturday, 25 March 2006
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I think the game is still on. I'm not sure if there were any stakes, which should set you at ease because I will crush you! The deadline is tomorrow. I will crush you!
Posted by: Michael Buffington | Tuesday, 28 March 2006 at 03:21 PM