Short article in the Guardian about weblogs: Guardian Unlimited | Weekend | I am a camera

And it doesn't even have to be photographs of you: Alfie Dennen, co-founder of the biggest UK moblogging site, (Moblog UK, says the most popular subjects are "cats and food", which might explain why Kozika, a cat-obsessed Japanese lady, is so popular (moblog.co.uk/blog/kozika).

I just signed a Petition directed at several large pharmacy chains regarding policies that allow pharmacists employed by these chains to decide whether or not to fill legal prescriptions based on their (the pharmacist's) moral beliefs. The medication in question is, of course, birth control, but in my mind, that isn't the real issue.

If a medication is legally prescribed by a physician, I believe that pharmacies should be required by law to fill the prescription. If a pharmacist has a moral objection to selling a legal medication, then in my opinion, they need to find another line of work.

Can I just say something that really bugs me? And the reason that it bothers me so much, I think, is because most people probably have no clue about it.

People who use TypePad have the ability to add little "What I'm Reading" or "What I'm Listening To" lists on their blogs, little nicely formatted lists with pictures of books or CD's that link to the item's page on Amazon. But they're also already nicely formatted with Six Apart's account number, so if anyone clicks on the item and buys it at Amazon, Six Apart gets the commission.

Maybe everyone does know that, and just doesn't care, but it bothers me because it smacks of taking advantage.

I've been following the big discussion over at Wish Jar Journal about advertising on blogs. Frankly, I'd love to find a way to make some income off my sites--my only weblog-related revenue is the approximately $50/year I make from Amazon.com links--but I've never felt comfortable with ads.

For me, it's always been less of a moral dilemma and more of a design-related one, so I'm not speaking from any moral high ground.

I don't begrudge anyone making money off their work, or off a hobby, I just decided at some point that it wasn't for me. I stick to my little Amazon links and make a few cents, and those few cents, being found money, delight me. I buy a book or two each quarter with my tiny revenue, and that makes me happy.

But finding a way to sneak my Amazon.com account number into someone else's site would make me feel like one of those cartoon villains with the handlebar mustache, dry-washing my hands and chuckling evilly ....

Anyway, I just noticed that TypePad thing again today and it irked me. Even though it doesn't affect me personally, I don't like it.

I created a "Frappr!" map for Willa's Journal Readers. Take a look and add yourself, so we can see where we're all from!

The bucket of leftover Halloween candy at the office was out of chocolate, so I ate a Spongebob Squarepants Sour Gummy Crabby Cake. It wasn't bad. I wouldn't want to eat a whole bag of them, or anything, and it was very, um, gummy, but it was kind of good.

One of my guilty pleasures is Overheard in New York. I love this:

Girl #1: So I want that job as a magician's assistant, but I don't know enough about webpages.
Girl #2: Oh, it's a web design job?
Girl #1: No, I was gonna get cut in half and stuff, but he wants someone who can update his website too.

I guess it would have been really boring if I had asked President Bush what he carried:

When the reporter from La Nacion asked Bush to show him what he carries, the president stood up, fished in his pockets, then dramatically pulled his hands out holding nothing but a white handkerchief that he waved playfully in the air.

"Es todo," Bush told the Spanish-speaking reporter, meaning the handkerchief was all. "No dinero, no mas. No wallet."

He doesn't need any cash, since his staff takes care of buying anything he might need. He carries no cell phone, either, since he is surrounded by aides who take care of dialing his calls. And why would he need keys since every door is held open for him and his car comes with a driver trained by the Secret Service?

CNN.com