Re-Bloggered

The hepcats on the Blogger team just relaunched the definitive brand in the business tonight. With a host of new features (including comments!) and some kickass new templates from legit designers, I want to wish congrats to the team.

To get a closer look at what they have cooked up for you, read Biz's introductory essay . In the meantime, visit the front page and pull the trigger on a swanky new blog.

Comments

[Chester]

Darn it. I was hoping to come here and post something sarcastic about the absence of a post about the re-launch.

Looks good -- just about all the stuff that had been on the wish-list is sitting snugly on the new features list.

Great set of tools for someone to start a blog quickly, free, and still have a slew of advanced features.

For me...no real reason to regret moving to MT, but I'm obviously not Blogger's target audience.

I'm still, however, hoping that somebody at Google is working on an Evite-killer and somebody else is working on integrating that with Google/Orkut/Gmail/Blogger.

You guys could rule the fucking world. At the least, you would rock mine.

[Chester]

Dude, this is a frigging week old now.

[abercrombie & fitch london]

I read this sentence out loud to a group of engineers from my team at lunch the other day and they cracked up like I did. It touched off such a wave of nostalgia for the first machines we all used and when we first discovered the Internet. We all felt so old and yet so lucky.

[Abercrombie clothing]

I'd like to point out that we have a shiny, black T-bird convertible for sale with your name written all over it.4

[abercrombie]

I will never forget my oncologist telling me that I had to change my life in order to live..

[hollister]

talk about Oregon. It had a rhythm that kept me focused and didn't allow me to go numb at any point.11

[abercrombiemilano]

Love is a feeling, not only on the material to meet, but also to the spiritual care and stick
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[gucci.uk]

The telephone has ringed for several times, she didn't go to answer, she was brokenhearted. She is the man's wife; she loves the man, and flicking, slap in her face, the pain in her heart and she threw that Gucci ring. The doorbell rang; she wiped away tears to open the door.
Standing outside a dust, her. Hello, I play a half-day telephone, how do you also don't answer. I... Your mouth how swollen? You are always so careless, eat? She shook her head. You wait! He was inside busy in designing Gucci necklace.