Online ramblings. Findings to share.

Maybe it's a bit too early to reflect upon the writings of this blog, to check their content and rate it. Well, it almost certainly is, so it's lucky that I've only found the following site in German. The blablameter. (Not that an English version of this doesn't exist - admittedly, I haven't looked for it.) So, where was I? The blablameter. It's a neat little site that lets you check the level of bullshit of your text. After you submit a text sample and a moment's consideration, it spits out its levelofshitness comment, and lets you know - the helpful little tool it is - whether this is still acceptable or not. I highly suspect its own level of sarcasm is going through the roof. I shall test some respected samples of literature next, see how it likes some Thomas Mann or maybe even some of Gretchen's ponderings.

Right, line break. Going of track here and am desperately close to confusing my dear non German speaking readers by going off on a tangent of canonesque musings, so I shall go on about something else. As, in my last post, I mentioned that I've been reading a lot of blogs, here's something else I found. Somewhere to while away your time, to go on an online stroll, while you should be doing something else, have the powers of your mind concentrated elsewhere. Anyway, check it out for yourself and then, after visiting and agreeing that nerdism is sexy, return, because I've got something else to show you.

Welcome back. And here it is: Subversive cross-stitch on whokilledbambi. I love the combination of traditional and... well... a fresh view on things. I also love to imagine someone stitching it. And, although highly unlikely, I like to think of that person in some sort of Jane Austen like chaste dress, stitching away quietly, then holding her work at arm's length, appreciating it and admiring this. I've started my own stitching project a couple of year's ago. A Banksy style home sweet home. Still unfinished, but not forgotten, I might take it up again, though I suspect I might have bitten of more then I could chew, pardon, sew.

Did you like my findings? Fancy another stroll? Then come along to my next online rambling. Berlin is calling. And I've got something else I'd like to share. In my next post.