December 2004.
Sorry I haven't updated as I should. I've been busy. But seriously, I have been really busy. Alot is going on, and a lot had to go on before I had the chance to sit down and type. By that time I didn't feel like it. Just wanted to sit down and relax. So if I miss a few no worry. There's always the archives, the links, and the other assorted fun and games. |
"The greatest felony in the news business today is to be behind, or to miss a big story. So speed and quantity substitute for thoroughness and quality, for accuracy and context. The pressure to compete, the fear somebody else will make the splash first, creates a frenzied environment in which a blizzard of information is presented and serious questions may not be raised."
"Carl Bernstein"|
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Two guys are hitting the links at their local golf and country club. Luckily, it's a beautiful day, and there's hardly anyone on the course, so they've been breezing through the holes. Up around the seventh tee, they spot the first people on the course other than themselves, two ladies who, from the guys' perspective, are having trouble on the green. In fact, they've each five-putted it!
The first guy says ''Christ. I hope they just had a bad hole, I don't want to follow these broads for the next eleven holes!'' The second one goes, ''Well, maybe I'll go talk to them, and maybe they can let us pass them. I'll be back in a sec.''
So he trots off, about to go and ask to let them pass. Suddenly, about a hundred feet away from the women, he stops, turns and runs away from them as fast as he can. When he comes back, he exclaims, ''Jesus! That's my wife and my girlfriend! They're both here! Golfing together! I'm sorry, man, but I can't say anything to them. I'm liable to be killed if they saw me. How about you go ask them?''
So the other guy concurs, and trots off to ask the women if they can pass and get on with their game. Then he stops suddenly, spins around and runs back to his buddy in the same manner. ''What's wrong? What's the matter?'' his friend says. ''Same damn thing,'' he replies.
What I Do
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More Please "pulled from archives"
Todays additions to the Links to Left.
Interactive Chaos
Where have I been? I mean seriously. I no longer watch televised media while surfing conflicting pages on the web that offer spin on whatever topic is currently being touted as the most important news of the day. Nor do I fact check the editorial columns in my local the way I was doing. Instead I fill my time working, sleeping, eating, showering, and keeping this page current. My interest are now more varied due to the page. Before I would find a new game or computer thing to do then obsess over it like a dog gnawing a bone. Now I flit about aimlessly with purpose. I do my BlogShares thing when my mind isn't up to the task of actually blogging. Surf a few pages looking for new games or jokes, maybe that really nice picture. So blogging has helped me evolve into something slightly different than I once was. For the good or bad I'm sure many could argue over, but change me it has. And suprisingly I'm sure I have changed in small ways many of the readers who have stopped by. Changed those who followed some of the more serious links off of my page. So even as I devolve into a pandering sideshow shill who supplies amusement for the masses. I still sneak in a few messages once in awhile. In some circles they call that brainwashing.|
"We have more ability than will power, and it is often an excuse to ourselves that we imagine that things are impossible."
"Francois De La Rochefoucauld"|
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"One of President Bush's daughters, Jenna, is going to teach at a public school in DC. She is going to probably teach English. In a related story, Dick Cheney's daughter is going to teach phys ed." "Jay Leno"
Next Time
Fox Watching
Lying Liars "pulled from archives"
Todays additions to the Links to Left.
Drunken Reet
As usual I've fallen behind in my updates. While I suspected Christmas would be the end of all my worries my suspicions proved wrong. Here before me lay more bills, and a New Year looming on the horizon with needs to be met. Then I turn on the television and hear stories of a monster tidal wave ripping through coastal regions around Asia and India and a huge loss of life. Perhaps instead of constantly sniveling about how many bills I have and how hard I have to work, I should instead give thanks that I am alive to work, pay bills, and care for my family. For some of us who count ourselves unlucky there are the real losers in the grand game. Let's not forget them, nor their families who survive to grieve. |
"America is not so much a nightmare as a non-dream. The American non-dream is precisely a move to wipe the dream out of existence. The dream is a spontaneous happening and therefore dangerous to a control system set up by the non-dreamers."
"William S. Burroughs"|
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A woman calls her boss one morning and tells him that she is staying home because she is not feeling well.
"What's the matter?" he asks.
"I have a case of Anal Glaucoma," she says in a weak voice.
He asks: "What the hell is Anal Glaucoma?"
She responds: "I can't see my ass coming into work today."
Next Time
Fox Watching
Tee Vee "pulled from archives"
Todays additions to the Links to Left.
Fierce Planet
Had a happy Christmas. More than I can say for alot of people in this world. For all my bashing of Bush and cadre, one can never forget we do live in one of the more priveledged countries in the world.|
"It is a fact that cannot be denied: the wickedness of others becomes our own wickedness because it kindles something evil in our own hearts."
"Carl Jung"|
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Two smart, attractive, well-educated young law graduates, Sally and Edith, were competing for a prestigious job.
As part of the job interview, each was asked why she wanted the job. Edith answered that she wanted to work for a firm with a reputation of being concerned with truth and justice.
When it was her turn, Sally simply opened her purse, took out a rather thin wallet and laid it on the senior partner’s desk. “I want to fatten it up as fast as possible,” she said. Sally got the job.
Next Time
Fox Watching
The Hunger "pulled from archives"
Todays additions to the Links to Left.
Exposing The Right
Twas the night before Christmas and I was totally fried. I had drank enough liquor to have my liver die. I had smoked enough smoke to cure my lungs, but I still had crap that was left undone. I had to wrap presents, imagine if you will, that I was going to wrap presents stoned to the gills. The corners would be sloppy, the tape wouldn't stick, and a plastic bag would save me, being my soon favorite trick. But Christams has happened. My family safe and warm. And I come to realize that I'm in the norm. A sheltered American. Just living his life. Happy to love his family. And his lovely wife. Merry Christmas to all. And to all a happy New Year. |
"There are some people who want to throw their arms round you simply because it is Christmas; there are other people who want to strangle you simply because it is Christmas."
"Robert Lynd"|
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A man was walking down the street when he was approached by a particularly dirty and shabby-looking homeless man who asked him for a couple of dollars for dinner.
The man took out his wallet, extracted ten dollars and asked, "If I give you this money, will you buy some beer with it instead?"
"No, I had to stop drinking years ago," the homeless man replied.
"Will you use it to gamble instead of buying food?" the man asked.
"No, I don't gamble," the homeless man said. "I need everything I can get just to stay alive."
"Will you spend this on greens fees at a golf course instead of food?" the man asked.
"Are you NUTS!" replied the homeless man. "I haven't played golf in 20 years!"
"Will you spend the money on a woman in the red light district instead of food?" the man asked.
"What disease would I get for ten lousy bucks?" exclaimed the homeless man.
"Well," said the man, "I'm not going to give you the money. Instead, I'm going to take you home for a terrific dinner cooked by my wife."
The homeless man was astounded.
"Won't your wife be furious with you for doing that? I know I'm dirty, and I probably smell pretty disgusting."
The man replied, "That's okay. I just want her to see what a man looks like who's given up beer, gambling, golf, and sex."
Next Time
Fox Watching
The Bastards "pulled from archives"
Todays additions to the Links to Left.
Maxspeak
Well I'm working my way through that huge blogroll I've accumulated. Finding ones that look like they've been dead forever and deleting them. Companies I was "just soo thrilled" were looking at my site. And eventually government affilliates that had viewed me. No the White House never made any open visits. But yes I was hit by someone from within the House Of Representitives. Probably an intern. Bold, beautiful, and with a huge crush on me. The unfotunate thing being the intern is male and I'm heterosexual. Sound like a sitcom? Well that's what you get when you've buried your mind in endless videodromes. But I was talking about the page. Dammit it was important I bore you to death telling you about page fixes or changes. Mentioning how I'm not really behind, but merely posting late. But gone soon will be the links to the departments. The ones affiliated with our government. Soon those blogs that haven't reported since the election. But have no worries. Someone, somewhere, will make more. And as long as I can afford it and have time to do I'll report on it. Fill you in on my life as it may be called by some. And generally try and amuse you. All for the small payment of a few hits on my stat counters. How easily I am amused. I am ashamed. |
"Thou source of all my bliss and all my woe, that found me poor at first, and keep me so."
"Oliver Goldsmith"|
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These three married couples died and when they got to the pearly gates. St.Peter told the first husband, “I can't let you in. You let alcohol run your life. You even married a girl named Sherry.” Dejected, he turned and walked away.
The next married couple stepped up, and St.Peter told the husband, “Can't let you in sir. While you were on earth, you allowed money to run your life. You even married a girl named Penny.” The guy hung his head, turned and walked away.
The husband of the third couple waiting in line, overheard both conversations and said, “Come on, Fanny, he's not going to let us in either.”
Next Time
Fox Watching
Treason "pulled from archives"
Todays additions to the Links to Left.
Bush Watch
So we hear insurgents bombed a mosque. Bombed a wedding. Rocketed a messhall. We hear they do this because they are desperate. That they are attempting to stop elections in Iraq. And I have my own feelings as to why they are doing this. Possibly to send the message they want the US out of Iraq. Maybe it's because we bomb civilians and have left a path of death and destruction behind us. But as long as the pipelines are secure we're still winning the war aren't we? But at what cost? I mean when exactly will the cost have risen to high for either side to continue? After looking at this site do your mental math and tell me if we've almost reached that point yet. Me personally, I was ready to wear the yellow ribbons before our troops ever left. And now I'm inclined to lower every flag to half mast and flip the standard. We are a country in distress. Lucky for us Bush won though isn't it? Is this enough yet?|
"What vast additions to the conveniences and comforts of living might mankind have acquired, if the money spent in wars had been employed in works of public utility; what an extension of agriculture even to the tops of our mountains; what rivers rendered navigable, or joined by canals; what bridges, aqueducts, new roads, and other public works, edifices, and improvements might not have been obtained by spending those millions in doing good, which in the last war have been spent in doing mischief."
"Benjamin Franklin"|
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A farmer buys several pigs, hoping to breed them for ham, bacon, etc.... After several weeks, he notices that none of the pigs are getting pregnant and calls a vet for help.
The vet tells the farmer that he should try artificial insemination. The farmer doesn't have the slightest idea what this means but, not wanting to display his ignorance, he only asks the vet how he will know when the pigs are pregnant. The vet tells him that they will stop standing around and will instead, lay down & wallow in the mud when they are pregnant. The farmer hangs up & gives this some thought. He comes to the conclusion that artificial insemination means that he has to impregnate the pigs.
So, he loads the pigs into his truck, drives them out into the woods, has sex with them all, brings them back & goes to bed. Next morning, he wakes & looks out at the pigs. Seeing that they are all still standing around, he concludes that the first try didn't take, and loads them in the truck again. He drives them out to the woods, bangs each pig twice for good measure, brings them back and goes to bed. Next morning, he wakes to find the pigs still just standing around. One more try, he tells himself, and proceeds to load them up & drives them out to the woods. He spends all day shagging the pigs and, upon returning home, falls listlessly into bed.
The next morning, he cannot even raise himself from the bed to look at the pigs. He asks his wife to look out and tell him if the pigs are laying in the mud.
'No,' she says, 'they're all in the truck and one of them is honking the horn.'
Fox Watching
Drunk Blogging "pulled from archives"
Todays additions to the Links to Left.
Baghdad Burning
As all may know by now I've been ever soo busy making sure we can afford to have a Christmas as well as a place to live. Times are tight but they've been worse, for someone, somewhere. But we're doing good and expect to make it through another year. What next year may bring is anyones guess, and the internet is full of anyones, so I'll just concentrate on living day to day. Kind of like the AA credo but worrying more about being broke. Stay tuned and I might actually get caught up on things again, sometime, next year maybe, or not. |
"Violence is the last refuge of the incompetent."
"Salvor Hardin"|
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A big-city California lawyer went duck hunting in rural Texas. He shot and dropped a bird, but it fell into a farmer’s field on the other side of a fence. As he climbed over the fence, an elderly farmer drove up on his tractor and asked him what he was doing.
The litigator responded, “I shot a duck and it fell into this field, and now I’m going to retrieve it.”
The old farmer replied, “This is my property, and you are not coming over here.”
The indignant lawyer said, “I am one of the best trial attorneys in the US and if you don’t let me get that duck, I’ll sue you and take everything you own.”
The old farmer smiled and said, “Apparently, you don’t know how we do things in Texas. We settle small disagreements like this with the Texas Three-Kick Rule.”
The lawyer asked, “What is the Texas Three-Kick Rule?”
The farmer replied, “Well, first I kick you three times and then you kick me three times, and so on, back and forth, until someone gives up.”
The attorney quickly thought about the proposed contest and decided that he could easily take the old codger. He agreed to abide by the local custom.
The old farmer slowly climbed down from the tractor and walked up to the city feller. His first kick planted the toe of his heavy work boot into the lawyer’s groin and dropped him to his knees. His second kick nearly wiped the man’s nose off his face. The barrister was flat on his belly when the farmer’s third kick to a kidney nearly caused him to give up.
The lawyer summoned every bit of his will and managed to get to his feet and said, “Okay, you old coot! Now, it’s my turn!”
The old farmer smiled and said, “No, I give up. You can have the duck!”
Fox Watching
Food for Nukes "pulled from archives"
Todays additions to the Links to Left.
Hullabaloo
Well I went off digging around for new things to update with. While there I of course thought of things to write about but instead finished what I had originally started. I haven't been "writing" new things as often as I would like. On occasion some could call it writer's block, but for me the reality is much closer to often being too exhausted to write, or too busy. And now that I've mentioned the dreaded "writer's block" it would seem I can't find anything to say. Nothing at all. I mean I've got nothing. Hmmmmm. Uhhhhh. Mmmm. Nope. Nada. Well with a weekend in front of me that I don't have to work maybe I'll get the chance. Maybe something along the lines of an actual opinion on a current news story, or maybe another fiction dredged from the fog of my dreams. But don't hold your breath. Unless you're into that sort of thing. Have a good weekend. To the troops. Heads up, or down as the situation warrents. To the parents. I feel for you. I see the photos of injured soldiers and feel their pain for but a moment. Imagine if you will, being a parent who gets to see the last suffering and death of their child. I see these pictures because I have an internet connection. They aren't played in the news. We don't see the coffins of returning soldiers. For some this is a worry. For others it's an acceptance of how a family would feel seeing the worst of things. So in this case I'll forgive the mainstream press and media for not plastering the pictures everywhere. But they usually don't follow the moral compass where ratings are concerned. No matter. I do though wonder about bloggers. The ones who show pictures of death and dying, and the ones who instead show pictures of the living dead. Pictures of a son or daughter of our country in uniform, yet no longer with us. Dismissing the image of horror and death. Cleaning it up and trying to give it honor and dignity. Is there really any dignity in death? The crying, screaming in pain, lose control of your bodily functions parts of death? Perhaps there is honor. But it would be dependent on who you asked from which side of the conflict as to who had honor and who didn't. |
"Write on my gravestone: ''Infidel, Traitor.''--infidel to every church that compromises with wrong; traitor to every government that oppresses the people."
"Wendell Phillips"|
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A plane is on its way to Houston when a blonde in Economy Class gets up and moves to the First Class section and sits down.
The flight attendant watches her do this and asks to see her ticket. She then tells the blonde that she paid for Economy and that she will have to sit in the back. The blonde replies "I'm blonde, I'm beautiful, I'm going to Houston and I'm staying right here!"
The flight attendant goes into the cockpit and tells the co-pilot that there is a blonde bimbo sitting in First Class who belongs in Economy and won't move back to her seat. The co-pilot goes back to the blonde and tries to explain that because she only paid for Economy she will have to leave and return to her seat.
The blonde replies, "I'm blonde, I'm beautiful, I'm going to Houston and I'm staying right here!"
The co-pilot tells the pilot that he probably should have the police waiting when they land to arrest this blonde woman who won't listen to reason.
The pilot says "You say she's blonde? I'll handle this. I'm married to a blonde. I speak blonde."
He goes back to the blonde, whispers in her ear, and she says "Oh, I'm Sorry, " and she gets up and moves back to her seat in the Economy section.
The flight attendant and co-pilot are amazed and asked him what he said to make her move without any fuss.
"I told her First Class isn't going to Houston."
Conservation "pulled from archives"
Todays additions to the Links to Left.
The Obvious?
Ever have deja vu pile up one atop another until it almost seemed like your were living in a dream where everything had already happened? Like you know everything that is going to happen and you're just waiting for things to run their course. The final scene waiting to be played out and faces looking more familiar with each passing day. It could be that with only soo many facial characteristics and combinations thereof that people all start looking familiar. Or that with age comes habits that would strike one as being similar if ignored long enough. Same clothes, same drive to work, same stores shopped at, same thing everyday. But when we ignore the powers of the mind we shortchange ourselves. Would seem there may be a world of untapped potential within us all should we but focus inward a bit more. Or that could all be mumbo jumbo and parlor tricks for the gullible. Whatever the case it does seem like I've been here before. Maybe I should go look around in the archives and see if I'm repeating myself. Dammit early senility. I knew all that pot had to have some effect other than cravings for chocolate brownies.|
"Survival, with honor, that outmoded and all-important word, is as difficult as ever and as all-important to a writer. Those who do not last are always more beloved since no one has to see them in their long, dull, unrelenting, no-quarter-given-and-no-quarter-received, fights that they make to do something as they believe it should be done before they die. Those who die or quit early and easy and with every good reason are preferred because they are understandable and human. Failure and well-disguised cowardice are more human and more beloved."
"Ernest Hemingway"|
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A woman from Alabama, who knew absolutely nothing about sex, fell in love with a man and agreed to marry him. The honeymoon went well and was great fun, but as soon as she got home, she went to see her doctor to question him on some of the new things she'd seen.
"What can I help you with?'' he asked.
''Well first, what is that thing between my husband's legs called?''
''Ma'am,'' he answered, ''that there is called a penis.''
''I see,'' she said. ''Now what is the big thing on the end of the penis called?''
''Why that there is called the head of the penis.''
''I do declare!'' exclaimed the young woman. ''One last question doctor, what are those two big round things about 12 to 14 inches behind the head of the penis?''
''I'm not sure about your husband, ma'am, but on me, they're called the cheeks of my ass!''
War Room "pulled from archives"
Todays additions to the Links to Left.
Sister Novena's PortaPulpit
Another late update. I've been busting hump to make enough to afford both bills and Christmas. If it wasn't for family we probably would be doing mighty tight. But we have family, and thank God for em. I'm a day behind here and faking like this is the Wednesday update, so you should go along with it. I'm off to find some games, some jokes, a quote, and the daily pict. Seems I've taken blogging to the next level by providing more than just blogging. Of course the real professionals get a full week to come up with something lucid and post it online. Us backwater bloggers gotta stay current and be entertaining alot more to get the recognition we all so justly deserve. But in my case the recognition might be an old FBI file laying around somewhere, resulting in my early termination. K Saw Raw. |
"Anyone who is capable of getting themselves made President should on no account be allowed to do the job."
"Douglas Adams"|
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Smith goes to see his supervisor in the front office. "Boss," he says, "we're doing some heavy house-cleaning at home tomorrow, and my wife needs me to help with the attic and the garage, moving and hauling stuff."
"We're short-handed, Smith," the boss replies. "I can't give you the day off."
"Thanks, boss," says Smith, "I knew I could count on you!"
The Money "pulled from archives"
Todays additions to the Links to Left.
Empire Notes
Somewhere I heard suggested that in an infinate universe, anything that is mathmatically possible will eventually occur, happen, become. It's a scientific reasoning hypothesis that runs full circle in the faces of the intellectual elite that chose to deny the existance of a God. Because the entire statement is, was, laid out following basic scientific knowns. It's using science to prove God exist. Now I know alot of you out there don't believe. Maybe you do believe but don't buy into the merchandised deities being sold and offered up for blood sacrifices and reason for war. But just in case don't you think it's time we all started playing nice and getting along? I mean heck when God gets back and sees what we've done to the planet and to each other I'm betting things gonna start hitting the fan. Speaking of doing things to each other, how's about those pictures of the dead? Pictures of the wounded? Those body count numbers on both sides? Are we still winning the war? Are we gaining the hearts and minds of the people? Aren't we instead losing the hearts and minds of the people with each fresh death? Aren't we instead disenfranchising more of our own citizens daily? Aren't we instead selling off our country piece by piece to foreign investors? Can't we educate America to the truth instead of piling more sand around their heads? When you wonder how so many can be so mislead you really have to trace it to the media and the government. When that obvious connection has been made you must then consider what direction your country is going in when the state owns the media. Has done so silently so as to have the public unaware. By following the connecting dots we see a picture of a changing time. Just be glad they still allow us the right to babble as we see fit on the internet. But eventually they'll take that away too and have plenty of evidence of our anti government behavior. "What we've got here is failure to communicate. Some men you just can't reach." |
"My religion consists of a humble admiration of the unlimitable superior who reveals Himself in the slight details we are able to perceive with our frail and feeble minds. That deeply emotional conviction of the presence of a superior reasoning power, which is revealed in the incomprehensible universe, forms my idea of God."
"Albert Einstein"|
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A man and a woman were sitting beside each other in the first class section of the plane.
The woman sneezed, took out a tissue, gently wiped her nose and then shuddered quite violently for 10 or 15 seconds. The man went back to his reading.
A few minutes later, the woman sneezed again, took out a tissue, gently wiped her nose and shuddered quite violently as before.
The man was becoming more and more curious about the shuddering.
A few more minutes passed and the woman sneezed one more time. Again she took out a tissue, gently wiped her nose and shuddered violently.
The man couldn't restrain his curiosity.
He turned to the woman and said, "You've sneezed three times, wiped your nose with a tissue, then shuddered violently! Are you all right?"
"I'm sorry if I disturbed you," the woman replied, "I have a rare condition; when I sneeze, I have an orgasm."
The man was a little embarrassed but even more curious and said, "I've never heard of that before. What are you taking for it?"
The woman looked at him and said, "Pepper."
Stupid Stupid Stupid
Brain Gravy
Idiocy "pulled from archives"
Todays additions to the Links to Left.
A public service announcement.
Drunk Driving Lawyers
I've added a photoblog to the "links to the left". Iraq In Pictures. It strikes me as rather weird, funny, strange, that right wing web sites do not post, host, pictures of terrible things happening over in Iraq and Afghanistan. Occasionally I'll admit they do but it's on an occasion, and they usually seem to be using it to rally the troops. Whereas sites considered left show the worst of the pictures and actually seem to be worrying, caring, about the troops over there rather than talking points. Yet the left is called unpatriotic because they don't seem to want anyone dying anywhere. And for some reason something about that is unpatriotic. The wish that no one kills anyone in war for any reason. I'm guessing like all things there are shades of grey to each scale and side, but it's really for you to decide what you believe, isn't it? |
"A woman drove me to drink and I didn't even have the decency to thank her."
"W.C. Fields"|
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There was a world famous painter who, in the prime of her career, started losing her eyesight. Fearful that she might lose her life as a painter, she went to see the best eye surgeon in the world. After several weeks of delicate surgery and therapy, her eyesight was restored. The painter was so grateful that she decided to show her gratitude by repainting the doctor's office. Part of her work included painting a gigantic eye on one wall. When she had finished her work, she held a press conference to unveil her latest work of art: the doctor's office. During the press conference, one reporter noticed the eye on the wall, and asked the doctor, ''What was your first reaction upon seeing your newly painted office, especially that large eye on the wall?''
''Thank God I'm not a gynecologist.''
Stupid Stupid Stupid
Brain Gravy
Terror "pulled from archives"
Todays additions to the Links to Left.
Iraq In Pictures
It's a Friday. I worked hard all week and feel I deserve a day or two of rest. Of course I found a side job that needs finishing Saturday, and the lawn will need mowing probably Sunday, so there really isn't any rest for the wicked. But there will be a couple days off of blogging. A large quantity of beer drank. A pleasant stupor that will lead to dreamless sleep. And I'll be ready to be a slave for another week. Not really ready, more resigned to it. And in the words of one of my favorite patriots, "Beer is living proof that God loves us and wants us to be happy." And who am I to deny love where you find it? Have a good weekend folks. I'll see you Monday. Okay I won't exactly see you, but I'll update and stuff like that. No go look at some pron, play some games, read some blogs, read some blogs that say the last blogs you read are full of it, and generally have a nice weekend. |
"Or don't you like to write letters. I do because it's such a swell way to keep from working and yet feel you've done something."
"Ernest Hemingway"|
Guy Porn
Girl Porn
Commando Ops Game Link
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This is a completely hypothetical situation that must be answered according to your morals:
Pretend that you’re a photographer who has gone out to the Midwest to take pictures of an ongoing flood. Now as you’re wandering around looking for a good shot, you see George W. Bush in the middle of a rushing river, holding onto a thin branch so he won’t get swept away. The branch is about halfway broken, and you know it will break altogether in a matter of minutes. Now you can do one of two things: You can either rescue him or take an award-winning picture that will secure your place in photographic history.
Now for the question:
Which lens would you use?
Stupid Stupid Stupid
Brain Gravy
Terror "pulled from archives"
Todays additions to the Links to Left.
Soldiers For The Truth
I know my madness never seems to end but I got a few questions. If they could beam you down to a planet on Star Trek. And they could beam you back up. And basically they did it by scambling your molecules and descrambling them at the desired location using nifty computers that remembered where every molecule went. Well then why couldn't they use a molecule bank to recreate any lost crew member from the most recent transporter logs? I mean how hard would it be to keep a copy? So in that case no one would ever die. As soon as you start getting too old you create a new body and share all the new knowledge you have using some Vulcan mind MemoryTrick. And that's why I don't discuss Star Trek outloud. But seriously. I got a visit from some place that got me thinking about weather modification. Imagine if you will a company that has invested in studying ways we can modify or control the weather. Simplistic terms would be making the weather nice where you want it and causing perfect amounts of rain and sun for crop growth. More twisted terms could be using weather control to secretly fight other countries. Using it as a weapon. So that got me to thinking about the hydrogen machine I had been envisioning off and on, and well, you know, I could probably create mega amounts of cloud cover. Tidal gears, and lock traps could be used to transport cold air from beneath the sea or warm air from warmer areas. Seems it's still all about the money. When it's more economical for them to change their stripes, they'll change their stripes and make a big deal about how eco conscious they are. Just wait. You'll see. |
"The foolish race of mankind are swarming below in the night; they shriek and rage and quarrel -- and all of them are right."
"Heinrich Heine"|
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Two blondes are nailing in roof tiles. One of them is pulling nails from his jar and if they face him, he throws them away. The other blonde asks what he's doing.
"Duh. I'm throwing away the defective ones."
"No, stupid! Those are for the other side of the roof."
Stupid Stupid Stupid
Brain Gravy
Funsies "pulled from archives"
Todays additions to the Links to Left.
Seriously Though
Tired. Ever so tired. Are we still n Kansas Auntie Em? Waking u p early and going to bed late never really took this much toll on me before. Each and every day I wake up realizing I'm growing older and a new generation is poised to take over. Assholes. I'm not ready to get off the ride yet. I just need a bit more time of slaving away so my children can squander what remains of my memory. But it's starting to look like Christmas. No we have no decorations up yet, nor have I decked the house in thousands of small twinkling lights. But I do expect a paycheck, and if I can just keep my mouth shut and show up on time every day, I might have enough paychecks to make bills and buy Christmas stuff with. And as usual I'll be out looking for stuff till the very last minute. And as I dash from place to place for those perfect must have gifts I'll always look back and wish I had been able to do more. Bahhhh Humbug! |
"Reason is a faculty far larger than mere objective force. When either the political or the scientific discourse announces itself as the voice of reason, it is playing God, and should be spanked and stood in the corner."
"Ursula K. Le Guin"|
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A man goes to visit his 85-year-old grandpa in the hospital.
"How are you grandpa?" he asks.
"Feeling fine," says the old man.
"What's the food like?"
"Terrific, wonderful menus."
"And the nursing?"
"Just couldn't be better. These young nurses really take care of you."
"What about sleeping? Do you sleep okay?"
"No problem at all --- nine hours solid every night. At 10 o'clock they bring me a cup of hot chocolate and a Viagra tablet, and that's it. I go out like a light."
The grandson is puzzled and a little alarmed by this, so he rushes off to question the Nurse in charge. "What are you people doing?" he asks. "I'm told you're giving an 85-year-old Viagra on a daily basis. Surely that can't be true?"
"Oh, yes," replies the nurse. "Every night at 10 o'clock we give him a cup of chocolate and a Viagra tablet. It works wonderfully well. The chocolate makes him sleep, and the Viagra stops him from rolling out of bed."
Brain Gravy
Brain Soup
Scribbles "pulled from archives"
Todays additions to the Links to Left.
Let's Try Freedom
Sure it may seem a bit pompus or wrong to drag out who links to me again, but hey, it's my web site. And there is one link here that no longer links to me. Isn't it funny when a Right Wing web site accidentally links to you then realizes at a later date exactly what it is they are sending their readers to? There was that one Right Winger site that sent all their redirects to me. It was kind of funny actually. I get free hits from people who might enjoy reading my crap and they get rid of people who question their grasp of facts. Win win I say. But anyways, you folks go get acquanted with each other. Share the love, and play nice. I updated the site a bit and managed to archive before the middle of the month. YAY ME! Be expecting this listing to repeat ever month until the list grows to large to post. Now go play. We all know that's why you're here.
Aaron's Rant Blog
American Samizdat
Approximately Perfect
Blah3
Busy Busy Busy
Byte Back
Clara's Victory Dance
Coffee House Studio
Drunken Ravings
Eccentricity
Florida Cracker
Gimpy's Weblog
Hairy Fish Nuts
In Search of Utopia
Joel's Home Page
Liberal Patriots
The Monkey Cage
My Little Corner of the World
My Blahg
My Single Mom Life
No Touch Monkey
Pamella's Gifts
Post Atomic
Radically Inept
Rogue Analyst
Scamboogah
Scratchings
Seldom Sober
The Original Musings
The River
Vast Left Wing Conspiracy
War Forever
Whoviating
And just for funsies, follow the link below. Seems MSN knows me better than I know myself.
"with blind greed and intolerable presumption"
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"In Germany they came first for the Communist, and I didn't speak up because I wasn't a Communist. Then they came for the Jews, and I didn't speak up because I wasn't a Jew. Then they came for the trade unionists, and I didn't speak up because I wasn't a trade unionist. Then they came for the Catholics, and I didn't speak up because I was a Protestant. Then they came for me, and by that time no one was left to speak up."
"Martin Niemoeller"|
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Two hunters are out in the woods when one of them collapses. He doesn't seem to be breathing and his eyes are glazed. The other guy takes out his phone and calls the emergency services.
He gasps: "My friend is dead! What can I do?" The operator says: "Calm down, I can help. First, let's make sure he's dead." There is a silence, then a gunshot is heard. Back on the phone, the guy says: "OK, now what?"
Brain Gravy
Brain Soup
The Hunger "pulled from archives"
Todays additions to the Links to Left.
Newgrounds
A late update. Work puts me in bed early, or late as my case may be. Then I wake early and head for a long drive so I can do the same type of labor Egyptians did building the pyramids. Then I haul ass home so I can get to sleep to do it all over again. I'm not special in this. This is the average workers life in microcosm. We are the worker ants that make the hive work. We are the builders and the caretakers . We are the ones who provide the food and prepare it. We are also the ones who buy the products fueling our economy. We are the masses and have a great power. But we are slow to be roused. We are simple in our thinking. We are sheep to be led. And the complaints of some of us remind me of the complaints I heard cows making as they were led into the slaughter house. A constant bawling the doesn't change one thing that's about to happen. But it seems to make the cow somewhat happy to be complaining till the last minute. Because not all of us wish to go quietly into the night. Some of us want to bawl and bellow and scream with our dying breaths the injustice of it all. Even if it serves no purpose than to make us feel like we are doing something to stop the inevitable. People. It's what's for dinner. |
"There are no accidents, only nature throwing her weight around. Even the bomb merely releases energy that nature has put there. Nuclear war would be just a spark in the grandeur of space. Nor can radiation ''alter'' nature: she will absorb it all. After the bomb, nature will pick up the cards we have spilled, shuffle them, and begin her game again."
"Camille Paglia"|
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Q: Have you heard about the new corderoy pillows?
A: They're making headlines!
Brain Gravy
Brain Soup
Tee Vee"pulled from archives"
Todays additions to the Links to Left.
Clara's Victory Dance
As I become more popular in the search engine rankings I wonder how long before a seller of Drunken Monkey Style Kung Fu videos steps forward wanting to advertise on my site. Then I wonder what exactly I should charge them. Then I think to myself. Yes I do too think! But I think to myself I couldn't sell it without seeing it and reviewing it first. So I figuire if they wanted to advertise on my site they should send me a free CD and offer a decent amount of change. Or maybe some free beer. Or a pizza. Or extra eggrolls as the case may be. But definately a free CD. By the way folks, please visit the ansynth advertiser in the links pictured above before it revolves off the top. I was really hoping they'd send me a few free bottles to review but seeing as they haven't I may bury them towards the bottom as a lost dream. For my regular readers. Yes I do too have regualr readers dammit! Sorry about that. The voices again. But anyways, my regular readers know I've had a hankering to try some absynth for awhile. A booze that leaves you lucid while still being trashed. I mean hell who wouldn't want to be more cynical than they already are? Well anyways as I add more brain secretions to the world wide web it would seem I get more hits from more search engines. Over time I'll take over the internet just by talking about a little bit of everything. Speaking of a little bit of everything, how's about them two whole beef pattys, special sauce, lettuce, cheese, pickles, onions, all on a sesame seed bun? That should get a few more hits. Of course they'll be coming from the hungry have the munchies crowd. But hey, isn't that at least a third of my audience already? Bahhahahahaha! Have a good weekend all. |
"The unleashed power of the atom has changed everything save our modes of thinking and we thus drift toward unparalleled catastrophe."
"Albert Einstein"|
Guy Porn
Girl Porn
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Why do women love cats?
They're independent, don't listen, don't come when you call them, like to stay out all night, and when they are home they just want to be left alone to sleep. In other words, every quality that women find obnoxious in a man, they love in a cat.
Brain Soup
Disappearing Bush"pulled from archives"
Todays additions to the Links to Left.
7 Deadly Sins
Another twisted day in the life and times of an underachiever. One day I'll drift quietly into obscurity to never bother the world again. But that day isn't today. Today is the day I question people about how they think the economy is doing. Today is the day I ponder how many jobs have been lost in the name of competing globally. Today is the day I would suggest we've been sold up the river, and with China holding the debt reciepts our floatation device has about as much chance as a seal with a great white. Today is the day I ask you how exactly that war in Iraq is doing. How's the war on terror. Bush is in office and the state of America isn't anything like it was in our parents day. Seems alot more like the early days of their parents. Right about the time people ate veggie sandwiches because they couldn't afford meat . The great depression and all that. But at least we voted for morals. At least we voted to make our country safer. At least fifty one percent of you voted for something other than America's best interest. Sure we can bicker back and forth the reasoning of this or that but Bush was the worst choice. Kerry was a very poor second choice. That's my opinion and all you right wing assholes out there who voted their pockets can kiss my ass. All you so called Christians who voted because you believe Bush exemplified Christain values, well you too can kiss my ass with the recommendation that you actually read the Bible for a change. All you Jews who voted Bush because of his stance on Israel can kiss my ass. As a matter of fact the world could line up at my doorway and form a line to start kissing my ass. It's not like I haven't already done my share. Venom? Anger? You betcha. But everyone deserves a few days of spitting venom. And today just happened to be my day. For my regular readers. Sorry about all the anger and venom. It isn't directed at you. Unless of course you're one of them. Argggggh! I'm surrounded. You're them, and they are you. Tin Foil poisoning isn't pretty folks. I suggest you leave now before the ten o'clock news shows up. Move along. Nothing to see. |
"For men tied fast to the absolute, bled of their differences, drained of their dreams by authoritarian leeches until nothing but pulp is left, become a massive, sick Thing whose sheer weight is used ruthlessly by ambitious men. Here is the real enemy of the people: our own selves dehumanized into ''the masses.'' And where is the David who can slay this giant?"
"Lillian Smith"|
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An 86-year-old man walked into a crowded doctor's office. As he approached the desk, the receptionist said, "Yes sir, what are you seeing the doctor for today?"
There's something wrong with my d*ck," he replied.
The receptionist became irritated and said, "You shouldn't come into a crowded office and say things like that."
"Why not? You asked me what was wrong and I told you," he said.
The receptionist replied, "You've obviously caused some embarrassment in this room full of people. You should have said there is something wrong with your ear or something and then discussed the problem further with the doctor in private."
The man walked out, waited several minutes and then reentered.
The receptionist smiled smugly and asked, "Yes?"
There's something wrong with my ear," he stated.
The receptionist nodded approvingly and smiled, knowing he had taken her advice. "And what is wrong with your ear, Sir?"
"I can't piss out of it," the man replied.
The doctor's office erupted in laughter.
Brain Soup
Any Wonder "pulled from archives"
Todays additions to the Links to Left.
40oz Warriors
For the regular readers what I am about to say isn't news. It's a tired old rant. Rush Limbaugh gets me goat. Pisses me off. Rush is a bigoted blowhard. He's a drug addict who suggested rich whites should do as much time as poor blacks for drug charges. He's everything many of us despise in the Republican party. He should be everything Republicans despise about themselves. He is a parody that many have chosen to embrace and follow religiously. And there lies a problem. Religion, all of it is not bad. Having hope and faith is not a bad thing. These things tend to get you through some of the darkest hours of your lives. But being a fanatic is an entirely different game. No matter what religion a fanatic is a fanatic and they can bring themselves to justifying any autrocity in the name of "GOD". But we all live day to day allowing some form of autrocity. Some evil in all of our lives that we come to accept as part of day to day life. I know what I have come to accept and what mine are. Do you know yours? How much depravity do you allow in your life? What are your actual limits? And if you draw a line somewhere do you demand others live by your rules? All a game on someone else's stage. A game board extrodinare with a host of pieces carrying out the grand designs of unseen hands. But Rush is but a pawn. A pawn in a small shiny light. Destined to fall if not by the law, then by his own destructive practices. Self loathing forcing him deeper into his drug and booze induced escapes. Wives unable to stand the hateful person clawing out at a inhospitable world. Or not. He could get some "real" religion and start preaching what would be good for all of us and not just corporations and Right wing presidents. But I kind of find that they throw around the word religion in the same way they draped themselves in the flag by claiming all their actions patriotic. How if you questioned them you were therefore unpatriotic. Such is their use of religion. If you are against them you are obviously against God. Or not.|
"If the reporter has killed our imagination with his truth, he threatens our life with his lies."
"Karl Kraus"|
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A woman has twins, and gives them up for adoption. One of them goes to a family in Egypt, and is named "Amal." The other goes to a family in Spain; they name him "Juan."
Years later, Juan sends a picture of himself to his mom. Upon receiving the picture, she tells her husband that she wishes she also had a picture of Amal. Her husband responds, "But they are twins--if you've seen Juan, you've seen Amal."
Brain Soup
Waiting For It "pulled from archives"
Todays additions to the Links to Left.
Buck Fush
"I don't wanna work. Just wanna bang on the drum all day."
Gotta problem with that?
Drunken Monkey Style Blogging
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