men, women, children and even dachshunds all love this guy.
i personally want to put him in my pocket bringing him out every night to drink martinis and hang out with me. is that weird? probably.
i can't wait for the 20SB meet-up this summer to see all the bloggers fight for his attention. hope the newf doesn't get too jealous : )
ok, enough of my jibber jabber let's get to the main event!
Who are you and what is your blog?
I’m Ben and I keep myself busy over at No Ordinary Rollercoaster - a name that incorrectly suggests that I support poor grammar. Truth is, I simply don’t believe that rollercoaster should be split into two words and I refuse to do so no matter how many of you correct me in your blogrolls (sheep…).
Oh. And I also write for the world’s coolest dog blog . Hyperbole be damned.
Where are you typing from?
Halifax, Nova Scotia - home of Ellen Page, Sidney Crosby, Feist, Anne Murray, problem drinking and me.
How long have you been blogging and what platform do you use?
I’ve been going since January 2007 and have stuck by Blogger the entire time. Why? Because I know who my real friends are and no matter how much bigger Wordpress’ boobs are and how much money Typepad’s dad has…Blogger is and will forever be my platform of choice.
Sum up your piece of the internet in one sentence.
The daily shit that people read in hopes that the newf makes an appearance.
A much less-arousing substitute for internet porn time.
The Brady Bunch if everyone were gay, drunk, talentless or wiener dogs.
Are you an anonymous blogger or do you scream who you are from the rooftop?
Google Benjamin Boudreau for your answer on that one. I use to have the top spot for Ben Boudreau too but some hockey-playing douchebag has it now for his stats. As if that’s more important than the useless noise I spew out on a daily basis...AS IF, I SAY!
Do your readers know what you look like?
Yes they do. But do you know what most of them DON’T know? Most don’t know what the newf looks like. BEHOLD:
If you could become famous from blogging like dooce would you want to?
I thought so. Then there was this week where my blog was a little out of control and it made me want to be a half-crazy recluse. I’m going to say yes but know that I’d be sick to my stomach 75% of the time especially if a substantial number of people in Halifax started reading. I would hate that. Then I’d be an all-the-way-crazy recluse.
So you just drank a bottle of wine alone and you’re sitting at your computer, who are the three bloggers that you email or google talk with?
How many blogs are in your google reader?
165 and I read every single one. Coincidentally, I have no free time and my eyes are bleeding.
If you had $1000 to spend and could only buy one item, what would you buy?
A house made of gold. DON’T RUIN MY DREAMS WITH TALKS OF BUDGETS!
What’s your favorite thing to do after 10pm?
Last year I would’ve said be setting drinking records at the martini bar (I still have my 12 martini title!) but now that we’re all common-law married and shit, I just get in bed and try to convince myself that buying a house in the suburbs hasn’t made me lame.
Top three favorite movies from your childhood.
Name something random that I could find if I was snooping through your purse/wallet?
A crumpled up business card from the first job I got after graduating university. It’s boring, I know, but neither my dead body collection nor my shame fit in my wallet.
Link to a funny you tube video you like.
For adorable funny click here.
For obnoxious funny click here.
For something I worked on funny click here.
Wanna share a secret with me, I promise I won’t tell… <-- that’s a lie, but tell me something anyways.
I’ve had a self-image problem since I was ten and I don’t think I’ve ever looked in a mirror to see what I actually look like to other people.
If you could trade places with one blogger for one day who would it be and why?
Tiffany because she spends every day dripping in gorgeous with a talented photographer husband to document it all. Plus that way I’d be coming out even with two mini dachshunds to play with.
On second thought, can I switch with her husband? It’d be kinda weird if I showed up and while she was away and was all “hey! Wanna hang out? What side of the bed do you sleep on?”
Who’s your blog crush?
See that 165 number of blogs on my reader? That’s how many crushes I have. Want me to list them all? Fack no.
Parting words of wisdom?
Always be on guard against the dutch oven.