Oh, I have another blogging crush again. Despite Henry VI’s beady eyes glaring at me for my unmistakable disdain for Talbot’s bravado and ridiculous rose-picking issues, I’ve managed to temporarily misplace myself in the blogosphere once again.
I didn’t mean for it to happen, it just did. He has all the requirements: a large dosing of humor, a great narrative style, a certain je ne sais quois (or what passes for it in the States), and a good measure of honesty.
How I found him…oh, I think I accidentally clicked on the main WordPress page or something on the term “Facebook.”
And this is what I found: The Anatomy of a Facebook Relationship.
And it was instant giddiness and giggles. That’s how I found him, actually, and not how I thought, when he gave the most terrible and yet enlightening piece of wisdom I had ever heard, which, assuming you both a) have a sense of humor and b) have a fairly stable stomach, you can find here: The Secret.
Let’s just say that he really rocks since he trumped the blog entry that was in progress about Smart Bitches who Love Trashy Novels.
I’ll have to save that for another day.