No freakin' way

Ganked from ross_winn:

My blog is worth $24,275.22.
How much is your blog worth?

I'm not buying it. Mostly because no one would buy it.

And before you get any too impressed, consider that I am chump change compared to my hubby:

My blog is worth $351,143.88.
How much is your blog worth?

and he is a piker compared to our buddy Eric:

My blog is worth $936,571.86.
How much is your blog worth?

though Eric holds up reasonably well against Scott Adams, when you consider the difference in their relative fame:

My blog is worth $1,592,002.80.
How much is your blog worth?

But you know, other than Adams, I have serious doubts that there is a chance in hell that anyone would offer any of us the kind of cash that Technorati claims we're worth - and even for Adams it's pretty unlikely. I mean, lets be serious. What am I gonna do, put up a paypal button and offer to advertise your product on my journal? Who would pay? And once they did pay, and I started shilling, how long until people are kicking me off their flists?

Talk about your false economies. This is Enron bookkeeping at its finest - let's assign a dollar value to something that no one will ever buy!

But hey, if someone out there wants to pony up $20k for my journal - or better yet, $350k for Ferrett's - I promise that I will do my level best to make your investment worthwhile.

I have this great bridge to sell....

It's a girl!!!

Those who know her, go over and say congratulations to suzieboz! Meghan arrived at just over 8 pounds last night. Ferrett's newest little niece is reportedly beautiful, Mom and Meghan are both doing great. (Sue sounded so good on the phone that I thought at first it was another "this baby's never coming!" phone call.)

Yay! We get to go out there in November and enjoy the baby glut - all four of Ferrett's female cousins had babies at the end of August or in September, and now Meghan is here. It's gonna be great!

Slipping inexorably toward misery

I fear that I managed to poison myself this evening. Not sure what I ate that's doing it, but I am increasingly nauseated and just have that "ache all over" sick feeling that food poisoning has induced in the past.

It's an awful feeling, knowing that it's coming but being pretty much powerless to stop it.

I sincerely hope that this will pass with a night of discomfort that can mostly be slept through. I've known others that were spent wrapped around the porcelin throne. I'm going to bed now, in the hope that unconsciousness will deter the bulk of the misery.