Thrilling from head to toe of the full 64 inch expanse of her tiny frame at the opportunity to call me gay, Annalee shanghaied my Erratic Thoughts yesterday. For this reason, and a little remark she made referring to the "colostomy bag of your imagination," Annalee's now fired. From now on, I will now be handling all of the Battlestar Galactica spoilers insidiously hidden in otherwise mundane sentences. On that note, Adama's one of the five final Cylons, and here are some noteworthy intellects sparkling like diamonds in the oily slurry of my RSS feed.
• Dadanaois: I don't speak Spanish, but Kahlo has wonderful taste in the MP3s that accompany her every post. Plus, it's hard not to love a blogger who poses naked in an Ignatius J. Reilly hat. My fondness for Kahlo is a consuming Internet crush: the thick, caterpillar like lashes, the exuberant bed jumping, the wonderful taste in ephemera. Dear Kahlo: marry me.
• Bibi's Box. Speaking of dollsomely adorable Spanish-speaking bloggers for whom I pine, Bibi is the queen of my mnemonically interred harem of sunny, delightful wits. In fact, in many ways, Bibi's site was a strong inspiration when I pitched Wired on recreating ToM. Like many of the people I adore, Bibi is a multidimensional intellect, enthusiastically pursuing her interests without Balkanizing them into one omnivorously consuming fetish.
• Dethroner: I'm breaking my own rule here, since Dethroner's proprietor is Joel Johnson, undeniably a close friend — he's the guy who got me into blogging. Moreover, I've even written for them. Still, I remain a huge fan of Dethroner: it's ostensibly a lad's blog, only instead of being obsessed with football, bikini models and shiny automotive phalluses, it's largely concerned with masculine self-improvement, devoting entire weeks to hair styles, romance and my all-time favorite, sausage making.
• Post-Human Blues: Mac Tonnies is undeniably a bit of a weirdo. Perhaps that's why I like him so much, though I agree with nearly nothing that he writes. His subject is largely the future of humanity: he enthusiastically imagines a future, sometimes hopefully, sometimes apocalyptically, where the transhuman is real.
• Suzanne G.: Suzanne is the razor sharp aesthetic who introduced me to Ray Caesar, by dint of her amazing blog template. It cemented her as a minor priestess of aesthetics to me. I rarely have the opportunity to link her blog, but I read her religiously, and she's one of the few bloggers out there whose personal life I find myself giving a serious damn about.
