Algorithm's Gonna Getcha

Hmm. Google + Blogger = Zzzzzz if you ask me. If the blogging phenomenon has really matured maybe it's time for many of my esteemed colleagues to find something different to write about than blogging issues, almost certainly the least interesting thing happening on the planet right now, never mind what certain sections of the BBC or The Guardian might flatter us into believing.

Less meta is better from now on, surely.

Though that isn't going to stop me linking to this article because, as James kindly pointed out to me, that is my logo (designed by Anja, lest ye forget) at the head of it, so come on, fame and misfortune, do thine worst.

Actually, it's started already. A certain investigative journalist in particular is not taking no for an answer in his pursuit for an interview. I've tried to tell him that his flash sports car wouldn't last 5 minutes in my neighbourhood but still he persists. It was on his nineteenth answerphone message when he cooed that the single-minded devotion I showed to Myleene Klass was awesome and genuinely touching that I finally sussed he was setting me up for exposure as an online stalker by the time of his first commercial break.

So Marty baby, don't call me, I'll call *you*, 'kay?