Time was, this little weblog enjoyed a bit of popularity.
In those days, Dr. Monkeystein held forth on issues great and small, Monkey Brad was living large, and Monkey David was still a swingin' single. Syndicated radio hosts denounced us regularly, we were perched near the top of the fourth-tier of the ecosystem, and that rat bastard Reynolds linked to the site... once. Even our brew-swilling buddy Miller's Time pointed traffic our way, it seemed, every couple of days or so.
Yeah, life was sweet. Magical, even.
I wish I could quit you, Miller's Time.
Anyway, Monkey Ben left in a huff, Monkeystein went missing, Brad started riding bikes, Robb lost his mind, and some guy named JamesPh essentially hacked into the site and started posting at random.
Bummer.
Now we learn, thanks to a gaggle of Canadians, that in "just a brief one-twentieth of a second -- less than half the time it takes to blink -- people make aesthetic judgments that influence the rest of their experience with an Internet site."
Well, nuts. Maybe the color scheme wasn't such a good idea after all.
I blame Monkeystein.
Y'all come back now, y'hear!
Posted by H.L. Monkey at January 17, 2006 09:12 PMAh, April of 2004. The Year of the Monkey. I do miss it so.
And my mind. I miss my mind most of all.
Posted by: Monkey RobbL at January 18, 2006 08:33 AMBah. New blood. That's all you need to shake things up.
Posted by: Steve-O at January 18, 2006 04:19 PMThanks for the link, I think...
Be thankful for your one Instalanch, I hav yet to be noticed by Glenn. I did however, get a nod from Drezner and NRO's Bench Memos that caused my stats to go from 40-50 hits a day to 8,500 hits over one weekend.
So keep up the good work...
Posted by: Miller's Time at January 19, 2006 07:15 AM