A while back when El Pollo's blog passed a quarter of a million pages views, he posted a list of his top ten posts. I was not only surprised to realize he'd had that many people show up to look for something, I was stunned to see how many page views those posts had garnered compared to the number of comments left. The difference was astonishing to me, as it revealed something quietly happening that went beyond comments left.
This was my response:
Wow! That's it, Wow! I had no idea you were so well read! Not just hundreds but thousands responding to "a little focused energy". The last line of #10 captures the essence:
"The essence of an idea can be distilled from crude thought too. All it takes is a little focused energy--just enough to set it free from context--and a little care in gathering and enjoying it."
I was stunned to see how many page views those posts had garnered compared to the number of comments left. The difference was astonishing to me, as it revealed something quietly happening that went beyond comments left.
You're right, my celeriac salad post at Lem's received a lot of pageviews (for Lem's place). I shouldn't complain. I just like a lot of interaction, back-and-forth question & answer, and digression. That, to me, is what makes a blog truly interesting. That's one of the reasons I left that Wisconsin professor's blog, because she presumed that the interaction wasn't important.
I certainly understand, though, that celeriac may not be everyone's storage organ of interest, so to speak.
Once I posted at TOP that I seasoned a dish with fennel, I can't even remember what the dish was, but apparently it was a no-no to use fennel with that dish and Chip Ahoy told me so in no uncertain terms. Put me in my place, the place foodies relegate non-foodies to, and now...well now I know my place. So I guess Chip Ahoy did me a favor after all.
Oh, I just remembered, it was a meat and potatoes meal and I seasoned the potatoes with fennel. Is that so terrible? But wow did Chip Ahoy wail on me. Or is that wale? The thing of it is (a little Brooklynese there) that fennel has a hint of licorice taste and I guess that's very off-putting to some palates. I mean it's not like I put the fennel on salmon steak. Actually, that sounds kinda interesting...
Once I posted at TOP that I seasoned a dish with fennel, I can't even remember what the dish was, but apparently it was a no-no to use fennel with that dish and Chip Ahoy told me so in no uncertain terms.
I've never seen Chip Ahoy say anything in no uncertain terms.
I penned this last night, but didn't post, and find it now fits better here following the Sage's advice:
What surprised me most about El Pollo's quarter of a mil, was the fact that much of the subject matter he presents on his blog is non-dramatic and could be viewed as verging on dry. What gives it vitality and adds interest is the focused energy, care and personal enjoyment he brings to the subject. This makes what he shares worth reading even when my intellectual understanding lags or I don't know what to say in return. So to with the celeriac post, as I had no previous awareness of it, but appreciated learning more. I liked the "still life" composition pictured with it, whether it was yours or not.
To add to this, what I saw in the Maggie post was range of emotion returned in comment, from sweet and cute to deep expression of loss. When a person is experienced as open and real and and others respond to them from time to time with openness and realness in return, something good happens that is right up there with humor and hope.
Palladian said... Or does everything turn into iron?
"Cold iron is master of them all" ~Rudyard Kipling (1910)
I considered your question briefly a while ago but gave up. I did find something I thought interesting, though--a weird juxtaposition of stability and instability: link
I had a bumper poke weed crop this year - I allow it to grow as birds love the fruit it bears.
However, I would never ingest any part of that plant. Sounds like a tall tale that Wisconsin folks tell in order to feel superior. Or Mendota or something.
I like fennel. A good bulb of fennel sliced on a mandolin, then slice a sweet Vidalia onion. Mix them together with salt, pepper, good vinegar, a bit of lemon rind and a bit of extra virgin olive oil. Chill. Delicious.
Haz, My daughter loved the movie, One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest. She would ask me to drive her through Mendota and just look @ the inmates in the yard. When we were in Rome we were walking near the U. of Rome. We came upon the Clinica della Nervosa y Mentali. As Carl in Sling Blade would call it, the Nervous Hospital. Being a PI I learned you can go just about anywhere if you act like you know what you're doing. My daughter is nervous as a cat but she was so intrigued she followed me around the unsecured floors. Looked like a nut house in the US.
A good bulb of fennel sliced on a mandolin, then slice a sweet Vidalia onion. Mix them together with salt, pepper, good vinegar, a bit of lemon rind and a bit of extra virgin olive oil. Chill. Delicious.
Excellent. Works with any sweet onion (Walla Walla, Sweet red, etc.) but excellent way to enjoy them both.
There are times, Michael Haz, when understatement and dismissal do not work for me. Titus is not a whiner; he's an abuser.
I don't believe his goal is to annoy Pollo so much as it is to unload his own personal anger and abuse on him. He also appears to enjoy seeing how much he can get away with when it comes to the social boundaries of public space. I do not see how the comment policy over at Althouse has room for that sort of attack and I do not respect those who allow it to stand, while protecting themselves from similar attacks.
Every screed by Titus mentions chirbits so I'm guessing that he/she really hated those. I find that odd because I think Althouse was the one who most embarrassed herself by leaving chirbit-worthy screeds.
EP, your chirbits serve as a personal identifier, similar to his poop talk and signature "tits". In an odd way, without intending to do so, it appears to me as if you co-oped his game with them, including his penchant to poke others and/or make laughingstock of their behavior. On a game level, it's True Jester (using what was said) vs. Perverted Jester (using lies and fabrications.
Beyond that, however, appears to be the issue Palladian decribed so clearly a while back as personality disorder.
What Palladian wrote was on point and seems right to me. It never makes sense to interact with crazy people, either on the street or over at other places.
What Palladian wrote was on point and seems right to me. It never makes sense to interact with crazy people, either on the street or over at other places.
At long last I've come to see this too. I feel like I owe you guys an apology for going over there time and time again, and for tracking their shit in here. Titus is a wretch and he is deceitfully protected under the roof of Meadhouse.
I followed the link Chickie and I have to say way put yourself through that at Althouse. Notice how not only did the Evil Blogger lady stay silent but so did most of her so called 'good commenters."
Titus would not get away with that shit without big time pushback at TOOP for example because many of us post there and have your back.
TOP is all Inga all the time. She is the most prolific commenter and is now the face of that blog. It is quite appropriate actually.
OMG, my mailbox is practically breaking from the weight of the pre-Thanksgiving-pre-Christmas catalogs. Every year I get a bug up my a** to buy one of those fantastic sweaters they push at this time of year. Luckily the ribbed black sheep wool made in England sweater I fell in love with emphasized my pot belly so I sent it back and the fever passed so no money thrown away on that impulse.
I hate Sarah Jessica Parker, Robin Williams, Tim Robbins, Susan Saradon, the BJ Hunnicut guy, brussel sprouts, the Boston Red Sox, commies and well, lawyers.
87 comments:
That's a young Shirley MacLaine?
That's my best guess
English?
Shirley MacLaine is out then.
Hours spent on that damned celery rémoulade and only two comments? I think I'm writing those posts for the wrong audience :(
Thanks Pollo & Haz anyway.
Am I whining? My apologies...
A while back when El Pollo's blog passed a quarter of a million pages views, he posted a list of his top ten posts. I was not only surprised to realize he'd had that many people show up to look for something, I was stunned to see how many page views those posts had garnered compared to the number of comments left. The difference was astonishing to me, as it revealed something quietly happening that went beyond comments left.
This was my response:
Wow! That's it, Wow! I had no idea you were so well read! Not just hundreds but thousands responding to "a little focused energy". The last line of #10 captures the essence:
"The essence of an idea can be distilled from crude thought too. All it takes is a little focused energy--just enough to set it free from context--and a little care in gathering and enjoying it."
I was stunned to see how many page views those posts had garnered compared to the number of comments left. The difference was astonishing to me, as it revealed something quietly happening that went beyond comments left.
You're right, my celeriac salad post at Lem's received a lot of pageviews (for Lem's place). I shouldn't complain. I just like a lot of interaction, back-and-forth question & answer, and digression. That, to me, is what makes a blog truly interesting. That's one of the reasons I left that Wisconsin professor's blog, because she presumed that the interaction wasn't important.
I certainly understand, though, that celeriac may not be everyone's storage organ of interest, so to speak.
In non-Brooklynese we would pronounce her last name "Bird".
Her first name is one of Troop's favorite forms of meat.
Palladian, I thought it was about celiac disease. Try fennel the next time.
Penis?
Palladian, The "penis" comment was in response to Trooper's favorite meat. Although he does love "tossin' salad" also. NTTAWWT.
Next time you post about cooking, try to work some "sex" into it or "LOL Catz!!"
Its the road the popularity.
And she has astoundingly big eyes.
Or perhaps a tiny skull. It's all a matter of proportions. And makeup. And smack - never forget the smack.
Thank you for the very kind words, MamaM.
@Palladian: Your celery post isn't doing to badly in hits. The views-to-comment ration is rather high.
The post was well written and put together, leaving very little to comment on. It's like a noble gas -- unlikely to provoke reaction.
Pattie Boyd
LAYLA!
ndspinelli said...
Palladian, I thought it was about celiac disease. Try fennel the next time.
Actually, I detest fennel. It's one of the few vegetables that make me retch.
chick, There are fennels seeds in Eyetalian sausage, what about that?
Once I posted at TOP that I seasoned a dish with fennel, I can't even remember what the dish was, but apparently it was a no-no to use fennel with that dish and Chip Ahoy told me so in no uncertain terms. Put me in my place, the place foodies relegate non-foodies to, and now...well now I know my place. So I guess Chip Ahoy did me a favor after all.
Palladian, keep posting food topics. They are always excellent.
Oh, I just remembered, it was a meat and potatoes meal and I seasoned the potatoes with fennel. Is that so terrible? But wow did Chip Ahoy wail on me. Or is that wale? The thing of it is (a little Brooklynese there) that fennel has a hint of licorice taste and I guess that's very off-putting to some palates. I mean it's not like I put the fennel on salmon steak. Actually, that sounds kinda interesting...
chick, There are fennels seeds in Eyetalian sausage, what about that?
Non mi piace il finocchio in salami
ricpic, FUCK FOODIES. The pompous asshole Charlie Trotter just keeled over dead in Chicago yesterday. He was 54.
ricpic, FUCK FOODIES.
I hate foodies too. There's a difference between love of cooking and being a "foodie".
The post was well written and put together, leaving very little to comment on. It's like a noble gas -- unlikely to provoke reaction.
Haha. I'm good at producing a lot of hot air.
Once I posted at TOP that I seasoned a dish with fennel, I can't even remember what the dish was, but apparently it was a no-no to use fennel with that dish and Chip Ahoy told me so in no uncertain terms.
I've never seen Chip Ahoy say anything in no uncertain terms.
Haha. I'm good at producing a lot of hot air.
Heh. I once penned a lonely pean to the loneliness of noble gases: link
Not the first and not the last.
That's somehow sad, El Pollo. I imagine helium singing "1s is the loneliest number that you'll ever do."
Palladian, Absolutely! And, it's like pornography, I know it when I see it.
So will helium be the last element to go before the proton decay and heat death of the universe?
Or does everything turn into iron?
Add Hah! to the haha and heh!
I penned this last night, but didn't post, and find it now fits better here following the Sage's advice:
What surprised me most about El Pollo's quarter of a mil, was the fact that much of the subject matter he presents on his blog is non-dramatic and could be viewed as verging on dry. What gives it vitality and adds interest is the focused energy, care and personal enjoyment he brings to the subject. This makes what he shares worth reading even when my intellectual understanding lags or I don't know what to say in return. So to with the celeriac post, as I had no previous awareness of it, but appreciated learning more. I liked the "still life" composition pictured with it, whether it was yours or not.
To add to this, what I saw in the Maggie post was range of emotion returned in comment, from sweet and cute to deep expression of loss. When a person is experienced as open and real and and others respond to them from time to time with openness and realness in return, something good happens that is right up there with humor and hope.
♡ MamaM.
All photographs I post are mine unless otherwise noted.
Palladian said...
Or does everything turn into iron?
"Cold iron is master of them all" ~Rudyard Kipling (1910)
I considered your question briefly a while ago but gave up. I did find something I thought interesting, though--a weird juxtaposition of stability and instability: link
I never got how the slang for fennel in Italian became the synonym for homosexual. Italians put fennel in all sorts of things...
did I just answer my question?
ricpic, what was the dish that it was a no no to use fennel.
In Sicily and southern Italy, fennel grows everywhere. It is a weed. So people use it.
Why would fennel be a no no with meat and potatoes? Seasoning food is about what tastes good to you. If it works, it works.
You experiment.
I have mixed fennel and celeriac and that works fine too in all sorts of dishes.
Here is lamb, potatoes and fennel...
In Sicily and southern Italy, fennel grows everywhere. It is a weed. So people use it.
Like pokeweed in the South.
I had a bumper poke weed crop this year - I allow it to grow as birds love the fruit it bears.
However, I would never ingest any part of that plant. Sounds like a tall tale that Wisconsin folks tell in order to feel superior. Or Mendota or something.
I like fennel. A good bulb of fennel sliced on a mandolin, then slice a sweet Vidalia onion. Mix them together with salt, pepper, good vinegar, a bit of lemon rind and a bit of extra virgin olive oil. Chill. Delicious.
Sixty: You know that "Mendota" is code for mentally retarded?
When we were kids we'd tell each other "get outta here...you belong in Mendota."
I have heard that. Where I grew up the mental hospital was in Sykesville.
I guess I was thinking of Monona. Heck, any old Y*nkee lake will do.
Sixty, Are we talkin' Tony Jo White's Poke Salad?? .."The gator got your granny."
Haz, My daughter loved the movie, One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest. She would ask me to drive her through Mendota and just look @ the inmates in the yard. When we were in Rome we were walking near the U. of Rome. We came upon the Clinica della Nervosa y Mentali. As Carl in Sling Blade would call it, the Nervous Hospital. Being a PI I learned you can go just about anywhere if you act like you know what you're doing. My daughter is nervous as a cat but she was so intrigued she followed me around the unsecured floors. Looked like a nut house in the US.
Poke Salad Annie.
Note the typo, "Polk Salad"
I bet Shouting Thomas' band covers that song.
Looked like a nut house in the US.
Didn't the LP gas Nurse work in a mental hospital?
Out here it's Camarillo. Or used to be. They shut Camarillo down years ago.
As John Lennon said of the first Mrs. Harrison, "It's always the quiet blokes what nab the tastiest birds."
Well chick, She has told many tall tales and seems to have a fantasy life. She may have been in a nut house, possibly as an LPN.
A good bulb of fennel sliced on a mandolin, then slice a sweet Vidalia onion. Mix them together with salt, pepper, good vinegar, a bit of lemon rind and a bit of extra virgin olive oil. Chill. Delicious.
Excellent. Works with any sweet onion (Walla Walla, Sweet red, etc.) but excellent way to enjoy them both.
ndspinelli, when talking of Inga and the nut house, possibly as a customer too.
President Polk never ate salad, considered it an abomination.
I slice my vegetables on a banjo.
Didn't E. P. R. used to go by the name Camarillo Real?
My granny would have gotten the gator, for what it's worth.
I see that Titus is up to his usual crap trying to annoy Pollo over at the Griswold thread at Lem's. Whiner.
Phytolacca americana L - it's for the birds.
The alkaloids phytolaccine and phytolaccotoxin with a pinch of glycoprotein - it's what's for supper, should you happen to be a swamp dweller.
There are times, Michael Haz, when understatement and dismissal do not work for me. Titus is not a whiner; he's an abuser.
I don't believe his goal is to annoy Pollo so much as it is to unload his own personal anger and abuse on him. He also appears to enjoy seeing how much he can get away with when it comes to the social boundaries of public space. I do not see how the comment policy over at Althouse has room for that sort of attack and I do not respect those who allow it to stand, while protecting themselves from similar attacks.
(He unloaded his crap over at Althouse, too)
@Michael: I don't know who or what crawled up Titus' ass last night. Here's what he left at TOP.
I picture it as the attack of the whine-fueled trolls: link
Every screed by Titus mentions chirbits so I'm guessing that he/she really hated those. I find that odd because I think Althouse was the one who most embarrassed herself by leaving chirbit-worthy screeds.
I checked the comments at the link. It's hard to tell whether they were Original Titus or New Extra Crispy Meade Flavored Titus.
Either way, he is a very angry, unhappy man.
And on cue, the other idiot shows up. What a horrible, hate-filled thread.
EP, your chirbits serve as a personal identifier, similar to his poop talk and signature "tits". In an odd way, without intending to do so, it appears to me as if you co-oped his game with them, including his penchant to poke others and/or make laughingstock of their behavior. On a game level, it's True Jester (using what was said) vs. Perverted Jester (using lies and fabrications.
Beyond that, however, appears to be the issue Palladian decribed so clearly a while back as personality disorder.
The vindictiveness and over the top nature of it (even for Titus) suggests New Extra Crispy Meade Flavored Titus.
Does Titus know what dirty ol EBL and Merde really think of him?
What Palladian wrote was on point and seems right to me. It never makes sense to interact with crazy people, either on the street or over at other places.
What Palladian wrote was on point and seems right to me. It never makes sense to interact with crazy people, either on the street or over at other places.
At long last I've come to see this too. I feel like I owe you guys an apology for going over there time and time again, and for tracking their shit in here. Titus is a wretch and he is deceitfully protected under the roof of Meadhouse.
I feel like I owe you guys an apology
If by 'apology' you mean dinner, apologize away. Otherwise, fugeddaboutit.
It never makes sense to interact with crazy people, either on the street or over at other places.
Number one reason I don't talk to myself.
My dogs talk to me so I know I am okay.
And E. P. R. - no worries my chicken brother. To say any more about this would make me a Sullivanist. An Ed Sullivanist.
"Really big shew..."
But enough about old news - time to hear a peep from our fearless leader - hey Troop, where you be at, eh?
As you were - just drifted over to Lem's Barrio and saw a Troop peep.
Sorry. I was ill yesterday. Election day took a lot out of me.
I had to walk a long way to the polls and wait on line so it kinda sucked big time.
I followed the link Chickie and I have to say way put yourself through that at Althouse. Notice how not only did the Evil Blogger lady stay silent but so did most of her so called 'good commenters."
Titus would not get away with that shit without big time pushback at TOOP for example because many of us post there and have your back.
TOP is all Inga all the time. She is the most prolific commenter and is now the face of that blog. It is quite appropriate actually.
Titus and Inga. Ha.
What Troop said. And ol dirty EBL is a hypocritical...
There are reasons, other than her money, why Meade married her.
He does have a dog fetish. Just sayn'
That's ruff!
Glad you voted Troop. Just wish there were a few more hundred thousand more of you.
I guess I am a racist for not embracing our new overlords. Thing is, I remember David Dinkin's New York.
And this dude was Hillary's campaign manager? I am guessing Hil and his wife got along great.
Hmm. Sitemeter revised Althouse's numbers for last period up to over 700K--I never have figured out how they work.
Inga isn't the face of TOP as much as she is the ass.
I think we need to get Sixty the phone# for all the hospitals in Brooklyn as well as the morgue. Damn, bro..have a little faith.
What thread has the slugfest please?
We need to send Sixty a call list for when the tree hits his noggin.
Never mind, found it.
I have a little faith. I also know Troopski has to pop up every 24-36 hours or else he is with Bissage. Thems the rules.
So yeah, send me the numbers, smartass.
Just yell "Oh shit!" We'll know who you mean.
OMG, my mailbox is practically breaking from the weight of the pre-Thanksgiving-pre-Christmas catalogs. Every year I get a bug up my a** to buy one of those fantastic sweaters they push at this time of year. Luckily the ribbed black sheep wool made in England sweater I fell in love with emphasized my pot belly so I sent it back and the fever passed so no money thrown away on that impulse.
That comment doesn't even read like usual Titus. It reads like someone trying to comment like Titus and failing badly. Really strange.
A sea of socks.
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