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Dr. Ding can now be found here on the Chron.com. I do a mixture of cross-posting and original stuff, so the content is basically Ding Lite: 50% less filling, but still tastes great.
Chron-style AskDrDing is reasonably suitable for work and/or teenage audiences, as there is a marked lack of cursing, apoplectic profanity-spewing, pictures of assless leather chaps, and general oath-taking, which has forced me to be clever. Very clever indeed. Fiendishly clever, one might say.
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And, you occasionally get featured on the front page of chron.com (I noticed that last time I visited your “blog lite” had top billing recently).
I’m famous on TV!
I think it’s great that you are preaching diluted Dingitude to the huddled, commenting, dirt-eating masses. Godknows they need you.
I, on the other hand, will tolerate nothing less than full-strength Dingcraic. Nothing watered down for me. I’d make you into a shrinky-dink (shrinky-ding? oh, that’s so puntastic) and take you in concentrate form if I didn’t know that the very idea would make Beyonce turn green. And since he’s already offered to be my on-call tech therapist this weekend while I slog through upgrading with snotty tears and epithets, I must restrain the Dingaddiction and take what I can get.
Dingcraic. It’s what you see when I bend over while wearing hip-huggers.
Shrinky-ding…now that’s good shit right there.
I suspect the more I Chron-blog, the more concentrated my fluoridated Ding essence will become.
Good luck this weekend.