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A song about tagging.
August 13th, 2009 | 
Author: Mmmmmmm, I'm sleepy. And very very hungry recently.
I'd better not tell the blood donation people that tonight!
(P.S. no, you cheeky bastards, I'm not pregnant. A pretty important matter of anatomy would get in the way of that.)
So at work I'm kinda beta-testing this thing called the Tagging Tool (well, Topic Link Tool now, because technically it's taxonomy rather than tags after all, but old names stick hard), which is pretty fantastic in an interlinking, contexty, information architecturey, web 3.0 sort of way, and now stuck in my head are butchered Offspring lyrics:
I'm seeing this tool and she just might be out of her mind
Well she's got taggage and it's all the contextual kind
We talk granularity, and all that kinda bull
About linking horizontally so our content's findable
And I say yeah, yeah
My topics are linking, it's good for IA
Yeah, yeah
My badges are win and my website is oh so Web Three…
When I'm allowed to talk about it on Yammer I'm so posting that.
For great justice, in accordance with the prophecy, due to the coriolis effect and in order to let METAL be popular. Infopunxx out.
Posted in 
This is what I do on stuck trams…
New-turned and porous
scent of my border
Earthworms in chorus
like the first dawn.
Praise for the chirping,
praise for the churning,
praise for the slurping
of my wet lawn.
I have much <3 for Cat Stevens' setting, but it does lack squelchiness!
</hoping this doesn't count as Cat Stevens fanfic>
DUETT
Herm: In vain my lap you knead (Piper: prrrrrr) – Don't purr.
Your prayers I do not heed (Piper: prrrrrr) – Don't purr.
'Tis true I smile, but don't suppose
A curling lip forbearance shows.
Oh no.
I'm very cross indeed – yes, very cross. (Piper: prrrrrr)
Don't purr.
Herm: Your disrespectful cheek (Piper: prrrrrr) – Don't purr.
Provokes my dogly pique (Piper: prrrrrr) – Don't purr.
You break my Law. You are my foe.
I smile because I hate you so.
You know.
You very portly freak. You portly freak. (Piper: prrrrrr)
Don't purr.
Piper: My disrespectful cheek (Herm: Don't speak!) – rub rub -
Prrovokes your dogly pique (Herm: Eek!) – rub rub -
If that's your frank critique -
Herm: Don't purr.
Piper: Purr purr.
Herm: Uurgh.
#20, Fire Fox One
This really had to happen eventually. If you know me, you knew it was inevitable.
Fire Fox One
Foxing with Fire!
I'm browsing to rock
Got my WebDev and Firebug,
Ads and elements block'd
With Fire!
Reloaded and cocked
You'll never miss the Flash when it's gone
Just add some shinies on
(After Sammet)
(Yes, I did write this purely so I'd have links to my favourite extensions. I don't wanna waste no time, 'cause I'm a bad bad dog.)
#19, A Dog jumped up
A Dog jumped up
A Dog jumped up one autumn's night
And said "all right, all bloody right,
What hardware-hogging sportive sprite
Unplugged my tablet's pen-O?"
Pen-O! Pen-O!
"What port-denuding cable-wight
Unplugged my tablet's pen-O?"
He came upon a serial port
Where wires and chargers found it fraught
That their plugs were bent and middles taut
From paws of Mister Dog-O!
Dog-O! Dog-O!
Those knots and tangles all were sport
For paws of Mister Dog-O!
After a traditional favourite of mine.
After I cleared a USB port and plugged it in, the tablet worked better.
A glass and a half in every bar.
Colleague sent me this link to a great Xmas gift for you all (sadly now out of stock – still, what are Christmas miracles for?): Holy Toast maker.
In case your memory for silliness and trivia isn't the strongest, here's a reminder of what holy cheese toast is worth in the US.
And here, to explain it much butter, is some 'Nightwish' that I wrote way back then because I'm evil.
