Ha Ha Ho Ho

A blogger who provides large doses of hearty laughter must be appreciated as well as recommended. It’s quite a world, this blogosphere, and both Ramesh Srivats and I are recent entrants.

Here is his latest on Manmohan’s phone, ha ha.

And his earlier one on that tyrant ramadoss, ho ho.

On blogging, I liked this quote I picked up at Atanu Dey’s blog:

This is from Andrew Sullivan writing for The Atlantic on why he blogs.

From the first few days of using the form, I was hooked. The simple experience of being able to directly broadcast my own words to readers was an exhilarating literary liberation. Unlike the current generation of writers, who have only ever blogged, I knew firsthand what the alternative meant. I’d edited a weekly print magazine, The New Republic, for five years, and written countless columns and essays for a variety of traditional outlets. And in all this, I’d often chafed, as most writers do, at the endless delays, revisions, office politics, editorial fights, and last-minute cuts for space that dead-tree publishing entails. Blogging—even to an audience of a few hundred in the early days—was intoxicatingly free in comparison. Like taking a narcotic.

Did some one say “narcotic"?

Let me reach out for mine.

Ha ha.

Ho ho.