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I’m trying to create a list of recently-updated blogs. Eventually, this would be for Horse Bloggers, but for now I’m just playing.

Is anyone running something similar on their site? What service do you use? So far blo.gs has me mystified and blogrolling.com doesn’t seem to list in recently-updated order, although they claim to do so.

Also, can you please met me know—

I am trying to catch up, I swear, but this is too funny not to post. I’ll have to catch up later.

In case you were wondering, someone posted “How to Identify Horse Breeds at the Kentucky Derby” on EHow. The relevant (i.e, amusing) text:

I have no idea if this will work, but does anyone want to play Twenty Questions?

My mom insisted my brothers and I take some sort of music lessons. Good for the brain, I think. Less good: my actual talent. Let’s just say at the end of the one piano recital I went to, a kind old lady walked up to me, patted me on the head, and said, “Well, dear. I have to say, I’ve never heard Bach’s Minuet in G played quite like that before.”

This was a whole lot better than what I deserved, which was “What song were you playing again, in what key, and at what tempo?”

Since I know some of the readers on this blog are interested in web design, I’m going to indulge in a tangent.

I am beginning to suspect that hoses, like horses, can sense fear.

In my case, I’ve never met a hose I couldn’t tangle. Someone else puts it neatly away. I pull it out in one long, straight, even line and use it. I go to reel it back up and spend twenty minutes flipping it around and cursing its twisted, tangled nature.

Recently I’ve noticed more people are jumping on to the “let’s play with the scammers” bandwagon and emailing back and forth with them a bit.

Since these people know they are dealing with scammers, there’s no harm, right? Wrong.

to talk of other things:
of spurs and coats and saddle cloths,
of bucking sprees and bling,
and why the gate is always locked
and what treats kids will bring.

Speaking of internet craziness… this post is not horse-related. It’s just one more reason why I find it so, so hard to understand the magical, mystical numerology folks. Their logic, it’s lacking.

MiKael tagged me with the “When I’m a Famous Rider, I’ll Demand...” meme. The only problem: I don’t feel very demanding right now. I mean, my list begins and ends with “my own horse.”