You Know You're a Blogger When

Well first off there's the constant parsing of your entire life into bloggable chunks. It's not unlike, presumably, that train of thought that passes through the minds of the people whose home video you see on television:

$#!7! That car just hit that old lady, flipped three times through a kindergarten, then two guys jumped out and sprayed the Mormon Tabernacle Choir with bullets before the cops pulled up, parked on a flock of endangered penguins, tasered them all and started beating on those nuns with their nightsticks! Some of 'em are badly hurt! They need help!

I better go get my camera!"

A blogger would be administering CPR and saying to him/herself: 1 ... 2 ... 3... (£µ©λ have I gotta blog on this) ... 1 ... 2 ...

And of course there are the days when you don't feel like posting, but are doing so anyway.

Today: Honda manual hooks you up; courtesy of Click and Clack, the Tappet Brothers, also yclept Rusty and Dusty (from the Pixar film "Cars"--must be legal trouble as the link's no longer on their site). While you're there, check out their list of the 10 best and 5 worst movie cars.

I notice "Drowning Mona" didn't make it in there. Come on! Where else are you gonna see a car chase involving five Yugos?