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It seems that a couple months ago, somebody at Bloggyawards.com did a review of my site Angryken.com. Let’s just say the critic’s comments were less than flattering. But no matter, because now he/she gets to feel the wrath of Angry Ken.

First of all, based on the review I was given, it doesn’t seem like the critic read more than 1 post, because nothing they said made a whole lot of sense. You can read the actual page below.

http://www.bloggyaward.com/?p=248

Now I’ll add my own comments (in bold) to this “review”:

This blog is like a long hate letter which is probably what the author is going for but is honestly quite tedious. (Hate letter? Maybe. But most of the time I’m really just randomly ranting about things that anger me and piss me off, or just throwing things out there that I find interesting. I don’t know where he gets it as being tedious because it’s not like I talk about the same things all the time. My topics really don’t follow any pattern. I just write about what’s on my mind at that particular time.)
Visual Aesthetics � 3

The use of red against black is appropriate for the mood the blog wants to set. The complete absence of visuals though leaves a lot of empty black spaces on the right side of the page giving it a stilted look. (Did they even move their beady little eyes over to the right of the screen and see all the crap that’s there; blog lists, topics, ads, etc. Maybe he wants some purty little pictures to go along with the writing.)

User Friendliness � 2

The blog opens quickly but its dark theme combined with the profane language it uses on its posts hardly make the blog friendly. (Well no shit! I never set out to do a “friendly” blog. This guy should’ve realized that just from the title, ANGRY Ken. I kinda always thought “user friendliness had to do with the ease of navigating a site. With regard to that, my site is pretty simple. Click on something and you go there. The categories and links to other blogs are all layed out in front of you, and leaving comments is so easy, even a Bloggy Award Critic can do it. Well, maybe not.)

Reading Enjoyment � 2

As mentioned, the posts are mostly the author’s angry opinions about things and people. Misspellings abound as is the use of slang and cuss words. As expected, the writer gets equally abusive, hate comments. This blog and its angry theme is just an excuse to hit on anyone. (Duh again! That’s exactly what it is. As far as misspellings go, maybe early on when I just threw stuff up without proofreading, but I take some pride in making sure I use correct spelling and grammar, except of course when using slang, which is why it is called slang. And I know I use profanity, but I really don’t think I use four letter words all that often, and half the time I censor them. Of course I’m going to cuss sometimes though. That’s what I do when I’m angry, and it gets my point across.)

Useful Info � 1

I do not think this blog will be useful to anyone unless the reader is looking for a venue to write expletives. (We’re not buidling goddam ladders here! You want to find something useful, go to a cooking blog, or build your own canoe blog. If you want to read random, funny nonsense, then this is the place. When the hell did I ever say anything on here was useful? Is a comedy show on tv considered useful?

Overall Experience � 2

This is not a blog that merits recognition. It has too many cuss words to give it any degree of respectability. While it may get revisits from people who may be similarly inclined toward gutter language, I do not think it should be bookmarked. (Again, what was this guy reading? I don’t cuss that much, and even if I did, SO WHAT? It’s called Angry Ken. I even try to keep profanity at a minimum because I know you lose respectability if you can’t utter more than 4 letter words all the time. They do serve a purpose though. Would Dave Chappelle or Chris Rock be as funny if they didn’t ever cuss? I guess too, that all you readers are “similarly inclined toward gutter language”.

So based on the Bloggy rating system, it looks like I scored a whopping 10 out of a total 50. But considering this particular critic probably didn’t read more than 1 post, or maybe even the correct blog for that matter, I pretty much dismiss his comments altogether. If I were to review this review, I’d give it a 1 out of 10, because the critic clearly missed the whole point completely.

People should bookmark this page if they like what they read. When I stop coming up with stuff they find entertaining, they can stop visiting. Everyone else can go to the make your own ladder blog if they want something with instructions.

If I had a dime for everytime someone (particularly women) said they were going to call me and didn’t, I’d be able to buy my own phone company. 

For some reason, girls don’t call me or don’t return my phone calls.  Doesn’t matter if I’ve known them for days or for years.  I ask this.  Why give me your phone number if you have no intention of returning my phone call?  I know that I’m an “ugly bastard”, but come on.  Is the douchebag whose crowning achievement in life will be vacuuming cars at the local used lot really more appealing to you?

If it isn’t calls not being returned, it’s being stood up.  That’s why I now make nothing set in stone, because most of the time, especially a date, ends up falling through.  It’s become so common that it’s now just laughable.  I’ve been cancelled on so many times that I now know to have a backup plan, even if that backup plan is drinking a six pack while watching the game on tv.

I tell you, these chicks are obviously not very bright.  Oh well.  I’ll save my money for better things.  Like beer!     

Allow me to set the record straight for everyone:

Grills (or Grillz, aka those fake gold or platinum teeth covers people wear) are dumb.

People who wear grills other than to be funny: dumb.

People who don’t wear grills but want to: dumb.

Parents who allow there 14 yr old daughters or sons to wear them: dumb.

The Song “Grillz” by Nelly: dumb.

Nelly: dumb 

Paying any more than $3.50 for a “grill”: dumb.

Having more than one grill for your teeth: dumb.

Having an article in the local newspaper about these grills: dumb!

The people who make these grills: SMART. Because they are taking the dumb people’s money.

Chad Johnson wearing a gold grill during football games: FUNNY.

Chad Johnson wearing his gold grill anywhere other than the game: dumb. (I haven’t seen him do this.)

Don’t where any grill. I don’t care if it’s real or fake.  You look dumb and you wasted your money.  Buy something actually useful.

Grills are for cars and cooking steaks. Not to put on your teeth.

This just popped into my mind for no reason, but one of the funniest/saddest things I have ever heard a girl say was,

“I don’t think I could ever date a guy that didn’t do drugs.”

Need I say more? Jesus.

To quote Arnold Schwarzenegger, Joakim Noah is one ugly motherf*cker. And I can’t figure out why the sports networks (CBS, ESPN) are totally on his jock. I hadn’t even heard of him until last week. That didn’t stop them from closing in on his ugly mug every 10 seconds. Guy looks like an ugly pre-teen girl.

Noah also says that the NBA bores him and he would like campass life much better. Well of course you do you rich bastard. You were born into wealth so why would you be eager to declare for the draft. What a queer.

It’s a good thing MTV ran a special on “The Godfather.” Now we can know what today’s rappers think about the movie. I had just been dying to hear overweight shit bag Fat Joe and lazy eyed freak Jermaine Dupri’s comments on the film. Because they live that life, right?

Goddammit. Attention rappers. You are not the mafia. You do not belong to any sort of crime family. Your real name is not Gotti, Gambino, or Capone. Your name is Johnson, Miller, or Smith. Not even Italian! So stop playing dress-up and try acting like an adult. The real mafia would have you shitting your Rocawear jeans. If you want to emulate someone, try acting like you have intelligence.

Friday was supposed to be a great day. I was finally going to get the cable hooked up in my new place. GOing over 2 weeks with just the 5 basic channels is torture.

Everyone always talks about how much they hate Time Warner Cable. Now I know why. THese jerks finally get out to install my life force, only to tell me that they can’t get a signal. Not only that, but they tell me that every other apartment in the building has cable hookups, but mine don’t work. So now I have to probably wait another two weeks for them to come out and fuck some more shit up. These people absolutely suck, and so does not having cable.

I hate speed limits! You know why we have them? Because people are idiots and don’t know how to drive. We have speed limits because of idiots and old people. Because of them, good drivers (like me) are punished, even though we have the ability to handle our vehicles at high speeds. If I had my way, I’d fly down the highway at a minimum of 80 mph. Speed limits of 55? Bullshit! I feel like I could get out and walk faster when I’m going that speed. Now I don’t have the fastest car in the world, but what would be the point if I did. As soon as I break 70, here come the flashing lights. And what’s with the cops that sit in the middle of the highway at 3 AM looking for speeders? No one is out, and the people that are should be able to go as fast as they want. I can understand if some hot dog flies by doing 120 in a silver Corvette, but if someone is going around 80, the cops should let it slide.

I know how to drive. Those who don’t need to have their license revoked and get the hell out of my way.

Remember that old computer game Oregon Trail? Damn that was a fun game. I always played it in elementary school, and I was always the banker from Boston because he had the most money. Everything that could go wrong always did on my trip. From thieves in the night to contracting scurvy, not to mention my wagon bursting into flames for absolutely no reason. I did manage to navigate the rocks in the final ride down the river. The best part was getting to write on your tombstone when you died. “Here Lies Stupid.” HAHA.