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Saturday, February 18, 2006

Lipstick on a pig

Despite the fact that I think the web is a lousy forum for conversation, that that's inherent in its design and likely to never be fully successfully overcome, and that we should instead focus on what the web is good for, I've added support for coComment, which allows you to track your comments across web sites. It claims to improve conversations. We'll see. I don't know how much I'll use it; I'm not crazy about centralized services like this, and the fact that it requires extra actions by the user each time they comment seems like a big flaw. Like anything that attempts to promote conversation on the web, I think it's lipstick on a pig, but hey, sometimes a pig needs lipstick, and it doesn't really hurt.

Posted at 7:46 PM


Note: I’m tired of clearing the spam from my comments, so comments are no longer accepted.

I do not know about the improving conversations but coComment certainly helps me to keep better track of where I have commented and for fellow cocommenters a followup of other comments on my comments.

Posted by Dewayne Mikkelson at 9:59 AM, February 23, 2006 [Link]


I was delighted to have come across your name while snoozing the web! I have often thought of you over the years and have always wondered where you had gone. I am sure that you started at Hononegah High, but had never heard when and where you had gone. You were a bright light full of ideas and you were missed.

Do you remember?...

You and I rode our bikes to grade school one day. On our return, a car with a couple of teenage boys shouted at us as they drove by. You held up your fourth finger (not your middle finger) and shouted, "Futher mucker!" The car turned around and the teenagers threatened us, but thankfully did us no harm.

One of those teenage boys was a Mike LaBree. Mike was always an ornry, surly cuss. He went on to become a local celebrity known as "Mean Mike LaBree", world kickboxing champion.

I was always thankful that Mike decided not to use us as punching bags that day. And I was also was impressed by your nerve and creative use thereof.

Posted by Todd Cratty at 12:03 PM, February 27, 2006 [Link]


My goodness, it's been a long time. :-) Yes, of course I remember. I have very fond memories of summer afternoons jumping up and down on your trampoline outside that 150 year old stagecoach stop you lived in (or whatever it was). I didn't remember that it was teenagers in the incident you mention, and the name Mike LaBree doesn't ring a bell. But I certainly remember that happening; I think they damned near ran us off the road before my too clever by half retort.

Your name has come up on several occasions over the years; my mom even asked me a few years ago if I had heard anything about you recently. Last thing we had both heard was a report about you on NPR about 10 or 12 years ago (I think). Something having to do with a novel use for garbage or something.

I'll have to drop you an e-mail and fill you in on what I've been up to over the past, um, 28 years....

Posted by ralph at 7:25 PM, February 27, 2006 [Link]

No Cat, Hi! guys, I know you don't know me,but we have something in common that knew Mike La Bree.. I would like to know his e-mail add so I can email him..I've known Mike years ago,when he was only 20years old..please post this comment ..

Posted by kickboxing at 1:52 AM, November 27, 2007 [Link]

Mike LaBree hi there! just keep in touch with me and my email add is hopefully, all is going well with you and you are in good health. it's me, chipmunk

Posted by Edith at 4:10 PM, April 15, 2009 [Link]

Met Mike in northern Wisconsin, Worked with him for a while ,, Strange time in my life but will allways remember it ,,Hay Mike Whats Up?

Posted by Todd Oftedahl at 9:47 PM, October 4, 2010 [Link]


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