I’ll make the most of it,
I’m an extraordinary machine

A relationship, I think, is like a shark. You know? It has to constantly move forward or it dies. And I think what we got on our hands is a dead shark. – Alvy Singer

I started blogging back in September of ought-2 (I always wanted  the opportunity to use ought-whatever) at the urging of Atrios back when he was still a gym teacher dividing his time between his own blog and posting at Salon’s Table Talk. He kind of showed me the ropes and sent me on my way once I was able to snatch the pixel from his palm. That’s when I became tbogg, which is just a contraction of my first and last name.

Yes, I am Tony Orlando Boggworth-Folderol. That guy. No, not that guy. That other guy. Yeah. Him.

So for years, I was just tbogg, nothing more, nothing less until, somewhere along the line, I may or may not have allegedly made some passing reference to Ann Althouse, who then informed people that I was a "somewhat popular blogger" and, like the "tbogg" from Table Talk,  it kinda stuck.

Now being a "somewhat popular blogger" may sound glamorous, but once you get past all of the awards, the leggy supermodels, the MacArthur Genius Grant, and the guest appearance on Joey… it’s pretty much just like your life. If you’re not blowing MacArthur Grant money on coked-up supermodels, that is. Yeah, I’m talking to you, Jim Yong Kim.

Anyway the whole "somewhat popular blogger" thing  is pretty played out. Even the baristas at Starbucks are starting to roll their eyes when they call out, " A venti decaf misto with soy for Mr. Big Shot Somewhat Popular Blogger". I really need to move forward. Keep it funky fresh, as they say.

So you can imagine how pleased I was  today to see that I have received a free upgrade from JuCo Toynbee, Donald Douglas:

None of this is statistical confirmation for a generalized hypothesis on the hard-left’s secular demonology. But it’s demonstrably clear that folks from top bloggers like Markos Moulitsas and Andrew Sullivan to the nihilists at Sadly No! to TBogg’s demonic conservative ridicule-machine are on an endless quest to destroy their enemies with a venomous brew of hate and intolerance.

"Demonic Conservative Ridicule Machine".

Hmmmm. Maybe:

"Somewhat Popular Demonic Conservative Ridicule Machine"

I like that.

But I’m gonna need a bigger business card.