Normally I never share my hate mail, because I get a lot of it and I don’t like to make any of the hate-mailers think they’re important. But this one was so awesomely dumb that I had to make an exception. Background: we closed down the forums on Fametracker.com over three months ago because they didn’t sustain themselves financially; we couldn’t put paid ads on them, and a program set up to allow users to make direct donations had long since petered out, and it just wasn’t worth my spending 3+ hours a day moderating them for free. Most of the nice, reasonable people on the site were nice and reasonable about it and moved on to their own alternative forums. I had received a few emails from stragglers who hadn’t been around when the announcement was originally made, but those ended around mid-May — or so I thought.
as a fellow italian, i gotta tell you “fuck you” in italian for taking away the fametracker forums.the fametracker forums were the most interesting, well-written, and inspired pieces of flying papers in the wind (otherwise known as ‘blogs’) on the internet. and they always focused on subjects that the plebians could relate to: celebrities and fame and other spoonfuls of liquid shit forced down our throats. everyone’s a winner!
you created something, and then you took it away, as if you were in your eighth season of a once-sparkling sitcom. but even at the end, fametracker forums maintained the same level of hilarity with the same gusto with which they first entered.
now, the only thing left is the “fame audit.” that’s the only fragment of fametracker that i enjoy. ok, the “galaxy of fame” still works well (for what it is) in and around awards seasons, but the rest is shit.
angelina jolie vs. bottled water? sorta interesting, but also fucking dumb. it communicates very little, whereas the forums were THE BEST FUCKING THING ON THE INTERNET.
Listen, I know it came down between the televisionwithoutpity and fametracker forums, and that it was a no-brainer because there are WAY more people on televisionwithoutpity, but the brains were in fametracker. You chose quantity over quality, blaablaablaa.
Man, I can’t forgive this, Tara Ariano.
You took away the best thing on the internet (many others agree), just to save your petty fucking marriage (many others agree).
Have fun.
I ate lunch next to Johny Knoxville last week.
“‘Fuck you’ in Italian” is my new catchphrase.
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Wing, I forget, am I the Tom Cruise or the Katie Holmes of this relationship? I lost my contract.
P.S. Fuck you in HTML.
Wow. That’s just a special kind of crazy. I gotta try that Italian language thing when I go to Florence next year. ” Excuse me, where is the train station, in Italian”?
p.s I’m sorry Glark, but you’re the Kelly Preston.
“Fuck you in HTML” is my new catchphrase.
Well, you have to admit he’s got a point about the petty marria–oh, wait. He means you and Glark. That’s just rude. I thought he was talking about the wedding of convenience to that Icelandic cab driver who was about to lose his visa.
“I ate lunch next to Johny Knoxville last week.”
That’s my new catchphrase, and also the last sentence to every story I will ever tell from now until I die.
Thankfully I’m fluent in FUML.
So, blogs are “flying papers in the wind”… except they’re not papers. And they’re not flying. And there’s no wind.I’m confused in italian.
This post? sorta interesting, but also fucking dumb. My lunch? sorta interesting, but also fucking dumb. The home row keys? sorta interesting, but also fucking dumb.
I guess we figured out my new catchphrase.
Hilarious.
I guess “plebeian” is spelled differently…in Italian.
Where am I going to get my spoonfuls liquid shit now? I have to tell you, Tara Ariano, I know your name.
I fucked Johny Knoxville last week, in italian.
I love that he is so considerate as to define blog for your edification.
And get the definition wrong, to boot.
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