Call of the Wild

Welcome to 2006, fellow underling corporate slave monkeys. It's belated I admit, but I've been busy cleaning my cave and shoveling monkeyshit for #4 and #8,362,261,192.85EXP15 as of late.

So an interesting wrinkle unfolds in el-blogosphere today. This morning, as I was sitting in my smelly coach seat of a US Air deathtrap 914 at 6 in the morning, I stumbled across a NYTimes article about business traveller bloggers.

So basically, there are a bunch of people just like your favorite corporate soulmate, who have special bloggo outlets for their business travel, consulting, white-collar woe-is me tales. Great shit. Tales of airplanes, high-thread count sheets, airline security puffer machines, dumbass primates at the hotel bar, psuedo-anonymous internet lifesytles. Resting pulse...62. (except for Alex, who seems to have a pulse)

I'm fighting off all el-blogosphere instincts to throw shit and make enemies here. But lets face the facts. By 2010, there will be roughly 2 blogs for every human on the planet. And about 1 out of 10000 people might actually give a monkey crap about 'business blogs'. I reckon if these el-business bloggers funnelled their true 'anonymous' feelings towards this blog, we'd be throwing some serious shit.