Right, I want to stick up a web based aggregator on one of my domains for aggregating sites with a certain theme. I’ve seen a few different aggregators around the place but what I ideally want is something that looks as simple Planet of the Blogs but won’t kill my server at the same time. It needs to be simple to install as I’m no longer the tech god I once wished I could be. To start with it will only be polling 20 or so blogs.
Archive for the ‘irishblogs’ Category
I forgot to post about this yesterday. Congratulations to John Breslin on finally getting the recognition he deserves. You deserve many more awards too John.
Twenty is bigger than Jesus and that ugly scouser Lennon. That’s no mean feat, even these days when so many people haven’t listened to Jesus’s cds or Lennon’s sermons.
To complete this holy trinity DJ mentions that Donncha’s photos could be in a TodayFM book. His work may even be on the late late with plank kenny.
Roy leaves Man Utd. Now off to Paddy Power with ye all to place bets where he’ll go. Sunderland will be good odds.
Tom has put up his podcast of the interview with Robert Scoble. I don’t know why but the theme tune to the Flintstones started going through my head when I thought of Scoble in mp3 form. My brain is weird, what can I say. Anyway, like Homer did with his “Homer, Homer Simpson” remake, here is one for Scoble.
Scoble, Robert Scoble
He’s the greatest guy in history
From the town of Redmond
He’s making a nice guy out of Bill G.
Rob writes about everyone he meets
using RSS and disruptive techniques
When you meet MicroScoble,
You’ll have a scoble doble do time,
A doble do time,
You’ll have a Bill and Steve and Ray old time.
Got this by email. So not safe for work.
1 Go to Google and click on Images
2 Type in the word, love
3 Click Search
4 Look at the first picture – (yeah, the one with the Land Rover)!
5 Stare in amazement (not for too long though)
Euan Semple quotes from Theodore Zeldin and says the quote can aptly describe the blogosphere:
I see humanity as a family that has hardly met. I see the meeting of people, bodies, thoughts, emotions or actions as the start of most change. Each link created by a meeting is like a filament, which, if they were all visible, would make the world look as if it is covered with gossamer. Every individual is connected to others, loosely or closely, by a unique combination of filaments, which stretch across frontiers of space and time…
SiliconRepublic reports on Magnet are releasing a 24mbps broadband product. This is the power of LLU. €240 a month isn’t something the general consumer but I know people that are paying a fortune for 4mbps adsl so this in comparison is far better value for money. Terrible shame it’s capped though.
EDIT: Just got their press release:
Full product list:
24MB service – €240.00 incl VAT (250GB download cap)
10MB service – €149.00 incl VAT (150GB download cap)
4MB service – €63.99 incl VAT (100GB download cap)
2MB service – €39.99 incl VAT (25GB download cap)
The 4mbps business product from eircom is €169 [b]ex vat[/b], so Magnet are at least 1/3 of the eircom price for eircom’s top business package. Some people may have issues with caps on such an expensive service though.
John Wayne Gacy, Jr was a monster who raped and killed 33 boys and young men. Sufjan Stevens’ song about him like many of his songs sound sweet but the lyrics are quite different. Just like Casimir Pulaski Day, this song is quite deceptive and if you listen closely to the lyrics they are quite chilling.
His father was a drinker
And his mother cried in bed
Folding John Wayne’s T-shirts
When the swingset hit his head
The neighbors they adored him
For his humor and his conversation
Look underneath the house there
Find the few living things
Rotting fast in their sleep of the dead
Twenty-seven people, even more
They were boys with their cars, summer jobs
Oh my God
Are you one of them?
He dressed up like a clown for them
With his face paint white and red
And on his best behavior
In a dark room on the bed he kissed them all
He’d kill ten thousand people
With a sleight of his hand
Running far, running fast to the dead
He took of all their clothes for them
He put a cloth on their lips
Quiet hands, quiet kiss
On the mouth
And in my best behavior
I am really just like him
Look beneath the floorboards
For the secrets I have hid