i, gentle reader, have laryngitis. i cannot speak !. i have not been able to utter a single word in almost 35 hours !. the only person happy about this is my husband. he is filling the void of my banter with annoying ease by making jokes about "how quiet it is in here". my mother is also here. i took her "shopping" today. she got lost and i was forced to attract her attention by clapping and waving my arms in a manner that made all the other shoppers assume that i was ...

miggy say " blog idea like erection " because ... ... always happening at inconvenient or inappropriate times ... sometimes seems to be leading up to something but ends in disappointment ... acting on impulse can have disastrous repercussions ... intended recipient rarely in same mood at same time ... care is needed to avoid getting pregnant with anything you won't want to look after later ... sometimes happens in response to questionable or unexpected ...

sick of difficult self-help books that expect results ?. (nasty concept, that ... reward for effort) ... well, never fear, mig is here, and failing is easy . anybody can do it. i've done it heaps of times in the past, so i thought i'd save you the time and show you how to do it step-by-step. ... ready ? ... ok, these were my top 10 life mistakes ... (or) 'how to be a failure': 1/ have your entire emotional existence tied to something as unreliable as anoth...

the world needs a suggestion box. i figure here is as good a place as any to start one up. so, unfold your torn half-sheet of scrap a4 paper and scrawl down a message to the world. the idea being to blame nobody in particular, just give the world a hint at what it might do to sort things out. i'll go first ... dear world, i think it would be wonderful if everybody living in you saw each other as part of the one giant family (i warned you. first stop, idealism central). ......

as much as i am all for allowing anybody at all to have their say, i draw my personal line at seeing genuine articles getting spammed out of the forums by 6 or 8 straight posts from an overzealous biznet promoter or a dodgy ‘importer’. i just scanned the first (full) page of the ‘business’ forum, and we have a courier service, a ‘trade guru’, a ‘make money online for no investment’, a ‘usa import/exporter’ and fourteen posts from the same biznet marketer. there are articles in t...

i read recently some statistics from one of the ‘oldest’ blogsites on the internet. i am aware that it probably includes everyone who ever registered there, so i can’t vouch for it’s currency, as many of the bloggers 'registered' would be long gone by now, having jumped on the first blog site available then run out of steam shortly thereafter. it is, however, a very interesting snapshot of the age of your ‘average’ blogger (if there can be such a thing as an ‘average blogger’) when bl...

part of a recent article of mine briefly touched on how many points it is possible to accumulate via launching a deliberately 'toxic' or 'inflammatory' post, then sitting back to watch the score go up via a hundred outraged people promptly arriving to announce that the post is offensive/stupid/racist/sexist/blah blah. it was discussed that, instead of adding fuel to the fire in a 'toxic' post and rewarding it with points at the same time, we could simply bypass it and go instead to the 'n...

  Before anybody sees it and freaks out, I wanted to advise that I have just seen the spammer hit one of my old articles, and I'm emailing the link to T-Man right now, as well as posting in the 'Forum Bug Reports', so don't worry. I'm sure the spammer will soon be thwarted again ! Mig XXX  

  I ‘slept funny’ last night, and I am now faced with a day full of awkward movements caused by the resultant stiff neck.   (In fact, I slept so funny that I want to go and have a nap right now ... and I only got up two hours ago !).   I watched a TV program recently where a male comedian described how, as a teenager, he would hear his (then aged mid-thirties) father complain every morning that he ‘slept funny’.   The father would enter the k...

  It was my husband’s ‘work’ Christmas party last Saturday night and he made me go.   We have had the same petty argument every year since we married about his festive ‘business’ functions.     I hate them.   My idea of hell is meeting 25 people at once.   (My husband, on the other hand, considers socialising to be normal !. The nerve !).     Despite my reservations, the event itself was not go...

  Do you give much consideration to your underwear ?. (The reason I ask is that I have just been locked outside in mine , and this has given me pause for reflection). Yes, I saw my husband to the door when he was leaving for work this morning, and as he stepped outside, he pointed out a huge bloom on a plant I had been coaxing into flowering for months. As he called my attention to it, I stepped outside the door for just a moment to admire my flower, and it slammed shut. (The...

  I am receiving a lot of comments regarding the spammer, so I want to clear something up. I am doing my best to manage it, but it's not easy. T here is a limit to what I can control. To be honest, I'm also becoming distressed about being constantly asked to change my blogs to 'no anonymous comments' or to 'delete the spam'. These are old blogs. They show up on my post list in the forum view. Comments CANNOT be deleted from this view, and the tim...

  It's scary, but it's true. Sleep-blogging is on the rise. See for yourself ...     Reply By: Sally jacobs Next, people will be sleep blogging! I think I may actually already do that!   Reply By: mignuna   sal, i think i did that last night with the 'friday five'   Reply By: historyishere   Sleep-blogging... a much less exciting form of intimacy.....   Reply By: mignuna ...

    Many, many moons ago, in my single-girl days, there occurred an incident that to this day is probably still the single funniest thing that I can recall from my ‘youth’.   Several friends and I were at a dodgy-yet-packed-to-the-brim bar in Sydney, when my girlfriend Tania caught the attention of a rather handsome boy. In due course, said boy casually sauntered over and began a conversation with her.   As soon as the boy had gone to visit the bath...

  Hello, Mr. Blog Spammer, it's me, Miggy. Remember me ? ... I'm the owner of the blog that you spammed last night. Congratulations. Everybody that read my blog today went away with the shits thanks to your Viagra ads. Mr. Blog Spammer, I do not want any Viagra. Neither do I want a cheap holiday in Outer Mongolia. I also do not want any sex toys, exotic seeds, work-from-home jobs or "once-in-a-lifetime opportunities". All that I want, actually, is for you to most f...