Internet Meme Timeline

A brief history of Internet Memes from the Trojan Room Coffee Pot, 1993 (They had memes then? I didn't know they had the internet.) to the ever-so-annoying Rick Rolling, April 2008.
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Excellent Blog Award Meme

This award originated here and, curiously enough, ended up here.

By accepting this Excellent Blog Award, you have to award it to 10 more people whose blogs you find Excellent Award worthy. You can give it to as many people as you want but please award at least 10. Thank you out there for having such great blogs and being such great friends! You deserve this! Feel free to award people who have already been awarded…

First let me thank my nominator The Reluctant Housewife , a really cool mum with a really cool masthead.

• Blort, the cadillac of linkbloggers
• Lori, the lady on a train who nails absurdity
• Raincoaster, a tentacled linguist
• Karen, a cunning linguist.
• Uncorrected Proofs, a left wingnut and a good friend
• Hanan, a big blogger with a kind heart
• Tokyofan, a blogger buddy from Quebec
• Polly-Vous Francais? , makes me miss Paris every time I read her
• Squandrous, a new discovery

6 Sort of Weird Things About Me

Lori tagged me.
The chain lett- I mean "meme" is this: List six things about yourself that are weird (then tag six more people).
First of all let me say that I am "not peculiar, just uninhibited" to coin a Raymond Chandler phrase. That said, here are a few things you may not know about me:

1. I'm an awful crybaby. Funerals, even those of strangers, get the waterworks going. Sad movies reduce me to a quivering, damp, rashy, swollen-eyed mass. This surprises those who see me as an unrelenting cynic.

2. I never miss Coronation Street.

3. I eat the same breakfast every day for approximately six years and then switch. I am currently in a raisin toast mode (only the President's Choice brand will do). Before that it was a toasted bagel. Going back 10 or 12 years I breakfasted each morning on a boiled egg and toast.

4. I wear socks to bed in all but the warmest weeks of summer. Sorry to disappoint all those who thought I was the Queen of Romance. The socks, after all, are the appropriate accessory to the flannelette nightgowns.

5. I am afraid of heights. Perhaps this comes from being on the short side.

6. Once I start reading a book or watching a movie I have to soldier on until the end, whether I want to or not. I am a strict disciplinarian in this regard.
"Let me quit," I beg. "This book/film sucks."
"That's let me quit, SIR, and the answer is NO," I reply. I then order myself to perform 25 pushups.

Six people to tag? With Lori and Metro out of contention, I'm left with only a few blogger buddies. How about youse guys:
Tom
Linda
Matt
Johnnie
Karen
Charles