Saturday, September 06, 2008
UFC 88 Update
Dan Henderson gets a lot of credit for being a two-time Olympian in wrestling, and one of the best MMA fighters in the world, but I am going to give him comedy kudos for his entrance music.
Happy For A Change
Cold beer, hot french fries, and UFC 88 streaming as I play Geometry Wars 2.
Once in a while it all comes together.
I can be cranky tomorrow.
Once in a while it all comes together.
I can be cranky tomorrow.
Friday, September 05, 2008
Wednesday, September 03, 2008
Mendacious fuckery
It must be nice to stand in front of your supporters, in front of your country, in front of the world, and tell egregious lies. It must be fun to be a grown man, and to act like you are involved in a spitting contest over a fifth-grade dodge ball game. It must be fun to have no fear of repercussion for being a complete asshole, free of contrition, honour, or any semblance of integrity.
I always wondered how it felt to be a Republican.
Bought a school desk my ass.
I always wondered how it felt to be a Republican.
Bought a school desk my ass.
Toss Me A Bone
Looking for a little musical uplift, so a couple of questions for any and all.
What is in your car CD player now? If you are using an Ipod or similar device, what's the first track?
Do you use a web-based music source (Seeqpod, Projectplaylist, LastFM, etc.)?
Are you listening to any terrestrial radio? If not, then what?
Do you have a full-size stereo system (receiver, amp, CD player, and, hopefully, turntable?)?
And, do you like to play it, but not really rock it?
What is in your car CD player now? If you are using an Ipod or similar device, what's the first track?
Do you use a web-based music source (Seeqpod, Projectplaylist, LastFM, etc.)?
Are you listening to any terrestrial radio? If not, then what?
Do you have a full-size stereo system (receiver, amp, CD player, and, hopefully, turntable?)?
And, do you like to play it, but not really rock it?
Come On In, The Cesspool's Lovely!
The clever wags over at the TBogg blog are having a good old time thinking up baby names for young Bristol Palin and her hockey-playing, redneck boyfriend, Levi Johnston. As mom is named after a type of cardboard (or perhaps after the intoxicating brew her parents consumed on the night of her conception), and daddy-to-be is named after pants, the name doesn't have to be that weird. Still, I think there is only one good hockey moniker for the new boy.
Bonk.
Bonk Johnston.
Crickets. All I can hear is crickets.
Bonk.
Bonk Johnston.
Crickets. All I can hear is crickets.
Tuesday, September 02, 2008
An Open Letter to the Fans of A View From Space
Fuck off.
Realy, just fuck off. Not one of you morons can put together a cogent argument past the level "You suck", "Fag", or "You suck, fag". You backwards, ball-sack licking, piles of day-old smegma take the fun out of everything. You are fun vampires. You create stupidity by existing. Stop foisting it on others.
So just fuck off until you grow a brain. Like commenter Brian, who castigated me for criticizing that lying sack of crap, Gary Bell. Brian donated this beauty of logical brain fart:
"if he bugs you that much, just turn the radio off or to another station."
If this is the best you fucking thumb-suckers can come up with, then just stop reading this blog. Go away. I don't write for you, and I don't care what you think. The fact that you don't think, and can't put together two nouns and a verb without jamming a Cheetoh into your eyeball in exasperation, is your own damn fault. That you choose to be lied to, and then spank your shit with feverish intensity in delight at being "in the know" tells me all I need to know about you.
The only one, of all the commenters, who even approached a state of being able to eat without simultaneously shitting himself, was Pali. At least he had the balls to admit that he didn't care if he was being lied to, or if Bell's research was all plagiarized bullshit.
So, in closing, fuck off.
Now, I need some coffee.
Realy, just fuck off. Not one of you morons can put together a cogent argument past the level "You suck", "Fag", or "You suck, fag". You backwards, ball-sack licking, piles of day-old smegma take the fun out of everything. You are fun vampires. You create stupidity by existing. Stop foisting it on others.
So just fuck off until you grow a brain. Like commenter Brian, who castigated me for criticizing that lying sack of crap, Gary Bell. Brian donated this beauty of logical brain fart:
"if he bugs you that much, just turn the radio off or to another station."
If this is the best you fucking thumb-suckers can come up with, then just stop reading this blog. Go away. I don't write for you, and I don't care what you think. The fact that you don't think, and can't put together two nouns and a verb without jamming a Cheetoh into your eyeball in exasperation, is your own damn fault. That you choose to be lied to, and then spank your shit with feverish intensity in delight at being "in the know" tells me all I need to know about you.
The only one, of all the commenters, who even approached a state of being able to eat without simultaneously shitting himself, was Pali. At least he had the balls to admit that he didn't care if he was being lied to, or if Bell's research was all plagiarized bullshit.
So, in closing, fuck off.
Now, I need some coffee.
Monday, September 01, 2008
Red Tory Calls Out Cons
Red Tory v.3.0: "I’m...saying that Tory supporters are a craven bunch of girlie-men"
As well he should. Lying liars who lie about lying. And then break their own laws, 'cause they can.
And they wonder why we are cynical.
As well he should. Lying liars who lie about lying. And then break their own laws, 'cause they can.
And they wonder why we are cynical.
Sunday, August 31, 2008
New Orleans - The Natural History
As Gustav fades and caresses (sarcasm!) New Orleans with his rough love, it is a good time to look back at the history of the city, and of the river that shapes her history:
New Orleans - The Natural History
New Orleans - The Natural History
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