Archive for ‘Dr. Freaking S. Goodblog’

March 20, 2009

Dr. Freaking S. Goodblog’s Friday Nite Disco Delite of Linky-Love

By Dr. Freaking S. Goodblog, Ph.D.*
Special Guest-Blogger

Greetings once again, dear chilluns, it is I, your superfine Disco DJ of FMJRA hot pink linky-love! For the second week in a row, your usual host with the most has got to be spending honey-do time with the missus and therefore, at his behest, by special request, he got the best to give you the rest. Let’s get it rocking with a few big hits:

Now that we gotcha rockin’, it’s time for me to remind you that Doctor Freaking S. don’t work for free. These hillbillies gots to pay me, see? So you hiphop hotties and disco daddies need to hit the tip jar — let’s say about $10 for the cover charge, but it’s always Ladies Night here at the Goodblog Lounge & Discotheque, so we’ll pull back the velvet rope and let the sweetness in for $5 each, or 3 for $10 if one of y’all is super-sexy. Now, from the Rule 3 Archives of drastic fantastic classic plastic, here’s some more big beats to move your feets:

Now, if there is some blog-jam you want to hear, lemme tell ya what ya gotta do: Send an e-mail to Frequent Commenter Smitty, who’s working the bar tonight. Tell the Smittmeister what blog hits you want us to throw down, and we will add the links as space and time allow.

We’ll be rockin’ the beats ’till the break of dawn, and the Rule 2 action goes on and on, so if you’re a blogger who wants to be here, just link this post in your post, and send the URL to Smitty. Then chill, Holmes, whilst we cue up the tunes, and if we don’t get ya tonight we’re going to get ya real soon.

  • Smitty on the mike. Pundit and Pundette kick off my festivities by posing the question: Is Steyn more eloquent than Burns?
  • They follow that with the revelation that they’ve got a bigger family than RSM while gently demolishingmocking the First Lady’s economic tips.

  • Dan Collins turns in a splendid, lyric effort on Geithner.
  • Dan further forwards some Riehl World View ation on the Today’s Clueless Right. Glen Beck was opining that this is all smoke and mirrors to cover the financial gymnastics at the Treasury. Dan’s comic poem in the previous link is likely the least of what the fellow deserves.

Feed me, Seymore

Is the picture clear, dear?
Dr. Freaking S. Goodblog, Ph.D.
* Ph.D. = Pretty heavy Dude

Update:
The wisdom of the protein has spoken in the comments.
Post theme, sadly disallowing an embed.
Stacy theme:

Update II: How not to do it when emailing smitty

You may be interested to see how I Pine away for the ‘Good NEW Days’.
Or perhaps because public shame builds character, you can point out my pitiful attempt at following rule 4… (it really was quite pitiful).
You may also choose to scroll farther down and read the several articles I wrote about AIG a couple days ago.
Clearly I understand as a lowly padawan of such pitiful stature, I am not truly fit to grovel at your feet for this, Rule 2 or not.

How to do it:
See this comment on Equality is for Ugly Losers

March 13, 2009

Dr. Freaking S. Goodblog’s Happy Hour of Hot Sweet Pink Rule 2 Linky-Love

Greetings, dear reader. Important business has summoned the Illustrious Mentor away for the evening, so he has provided me, Dr. Freaking S. Goodblog, Ph.D.*, with his login and password, and told me to give you the tasty goodness of thick, hot links. If the man has been been riding your tight linkage, let’s see if we can’t make your tiny little SiteMeter t-t-tingle with traffic. Get ready for your Rule 2, Sugar Hips, ’cause here it comes:

All right, there’s the first round on the house, folks. It’s half-price on house brands until 9, cold draft Schlitz is 50 cents, wine $1 and, of course, it’s always Rule 5 Ladies Night at the Blog Where the Hotties Drink for Free (I’ve been drinking since lunch, so you all look like hotties to me).

Once you’ve hit all those links, check the Rule 3 at Memeorandum. And please, everybody link up, send the URLs to your DJ Smitty, and we’ll update to be sure you get the FMJRA just the way you like it — and you’ll like it any way we want to give it to you, Private Cowboy! Don’t forget to tip your bartenders and waitresses!

Rock on, chilluns!

Dr. Freaking S

* (Ph.D. = Pretty hot Dude.)