We’re on the Encyclopedia Dramatica

January 23, 2009

FROM JASON’S BLOG STATS — Good news? We’re now officially a part of the Encyclopedia Dramatica’s page about 4scrape.

I recently noticed that a few errant hits to Quaedam (pronounced ka-DAMN!) came from the “encyclopedia” entry over there. Following the link, I found that I was quoted as saying…

The obvious benefit is that it allows you to skip over the retardation, racism, sexism, abuse, degeneracy, neo-Nazism, and spam that populates those types of boards. All you want to see are the images, and that’s exactly what 4scrape gives you.

…Which is true, and came from a post a couple of weeks ago. And I’m okay with being a Lol fag.

First we storm the sarcasticly-written wikis, and then the world!


Macy says hello to the Quaedamers

April 4, 2008


FROM JASON’S GNAW-MARKED SOFA — This little monster is the reason (one of them) that updates have been sparse on the ol’ blag this week.

Many of you will remember that my wife and I adopted Macy, the canine poop factory, a couple of months ago. Well, she’s potty trained now but demands a lot of attention these days because she’s teething and testing the house rules about which objects she may chew to ribbons.

Don’t be fooled: She’s my good little girl. Her head’s resting my lap while I type this. She just needs to learn to channel her energy, and a lot of that puppy trouble will disappear once she loses her baby teeth, the vet tells me. We’ll see, Mister Vet. We’ll see.

Also, I recently sold my house and need to hand over the keys June 4. That means I have been feverishly working to find a newer, nicer house with more room — and I need to find it fast or risk the dreaded double-move. I’ve been touring houses for sale like mad this week, and that’s draining precious blag time.

Anyway, Andrew and I have a shit-ton we want to talk about, including a great (?) new web game we’ve discovered, a recent DS release, how his girlfriend’s musical tastes are clearly superior to his, and a tactical fantasy game that Andrew loves and I won’t play.

It’s all coming, dog-gone-it.