Baboonery is - like I have to tell you - a white hot place to keep running. Being this far out at the forefront of Web 2.0 is like being the heat shield on the front of a blogcraft burning through the geistosphere. Cutting edge. Twenty-four oblique seven. Just last week there was a bee got in and I had to get up and open the window to let it out.
Here's an old blind bloke playing a nice tune.