The Boyfriend and I bought the URL a couple of months ago, but then he got distracted by school and I got distracted by my complete technological ineptitude and nothing came of it. With me going freelance soon, though, it doesn’t make any sense to just let it sit there, eating all the food in the fridge, not picking up after itself, and refusing to pay rent. So the Boyfriend graciously set things up, and I’ve begun blogging over there. It’s pretty much exactly the same as it is over here, except now I have a “Professional Services” page and I FINALLY REVEAL MY REAL NAME.
I know you’re excited.
Yes, there will be ads on the new site. I hope that doesn’t bother anyone unduly and I will strive to make them as not-tacky as possible, but let’s face it: it would be silly for me to pass up the opportunity for a source of income when I’m about to quit my job. I’m also toying with the idea of becoming an Amazon Associate (meaning that if you click on a link to Amazon from my site and then go on to purchase that item, I get a veeeeeeeeeery small cut), but I haven’t decided. If a not-balls company has a similar deal going on, I’d love to hear about it.
When you make it over to the new site, you’ll notice that it’s painfully empty because, ahem, all the archives are still here. Hopefully at some point we’ll be able to shift all of the content from this blog over to the new website, but the Boyfriend is having some problems with that and since I pay him in nothing but love and affection, I can’t exactly demand that he do it RIGHT NOW…or even next month. I mean, you guys have been reading me for awhile–you know I don’t have much love and affection to offer. It’s going to take me a long, looooong time to build up credit with him, especially after last night’s picture-editing fiasco…
Last bit of housekeeping: if you follow me on twitter, this should be the last post from this location that shows up. I’ll be changing the twitterfeed TOMORROW.
So, um, please update your links, please keep reading, and I love you all. Even those of you with creepy earwax stories. Okay, ESPECIALLY those of you with creepy earwax stories.
xoxo,
Talulah
I support the amazon thing–that way, when you do book reviews, if we’re interested, the lazy of us are merely a click away from a purchase.
Duly noted!
Me too! And I don’t mind ads. Keeping a blog is work (but fun! fun work!). Funded it is a smart thing. Congrats!
And ps … can you tell me where you got your cat toy thing with the holes in it? I want one.
Um … for the cats.
Yeah. The cats. Heh. *I* wouldn’t play with it. Heh …
>clears throat<
It’s okay–I’ve been known to push Oliver out of the way with that thing. Link is here: http://www.drsfostersmith.com/product/prod_display.cfm?c=3261+1897+10239&pcatid=10239
And it’s on SALE!
I’ll second the not minding ads, by the by – already disabled adblock on talulahmankiller.com.
(I’ll bet my dad could make one of those boxes. Hm.)
This is for your comment on Racialicious and I don’t think you have anything to apologize for. I’m not Italian[I'm black] but you make a valid point I have NEVER seen a Hollywood drama about Italians that was intelligent,smart,responsible,moving,vaild,thought provoking,loving,and ‘feel good’ that has nothing to do with the Mafia. In fact I can’t name many movies that had an all Italian cast that WASN’T about the mob or making fun of the characters. Most of the WASPy types like the Conans and Kimmels have been making fun of the Jersey Shore people and not in a good way. It’s more like the laughing AT you vs. laughing with you and hopefull you didn’t read thos comments about Snooki getting punched on youtube because they were horrific. People made it seemed as if she ‘deserved’ it for mouthing off to this creep who was stealing their drinks and now that I think about it have you ever seen a romantic comedy with an all Italian cast?! Yep me neither but that’s not surprising since Hoolywood thinks love is only for White Anglo-Saxon Protestants anyway even Joey on ‘Friends’ was more the butt of the joke than anything else. Sorry for rambling and I had to post here since I can’t post on Racialicious.
Hi–yeah, it’s more than a little troubling. If a character’s Italian ethnicity is mentioned at all, they’re either a mobster or the butt of a joke: kind of like the Northern version of white trash, I’d guess (a designation that the Irish probably still share in the popular imagination). I mean, I think that most third or fourth or fifth generation Italian Americans have assimilated to the point that these perceptions don’t damage our ability to function in society or anything, but…having the popular image of your culture be as a bunch of murderers or buffoons is not exactly uplifting.