Tuesday, December 30, 2003
Of course if you're a mur'kan terr'st from Texas we might do something but we certainly won't publicize it. No siree - that would just scare everyone with the truth and we don't want to do that, would we?
Saturday, December 27, 2003
Friday, December 26, 2003
Thursday, December 25, 2003
Friday, December 19, 2003
Thursday, December 18, 2003
My point (and I do have one) is this: various characters from around the world have legitimate claims to various parts of the record - the first powered flight, or the first manned flight, or combinations thereof (1, 2), but, at least in the opinion of Scientific American, what was significant about the Wright Brothers' equivocal success was precisely that it simultaneously embodied all three of the properties essential for practical flight.
The first non-Governmental supersonic flight on the same day by Burt Rutan's SpaceShipOne, a hot contender for the X-Prize, was a nice touch.
Tuesday, December 16, 2003
Monday, December 15, 2003
So I'm reading the entry for Ms. Manning (the singer) on AMG and it mentions her obsession with baseball, and it namechecks one Dock Ellis, "the first man to pitch a no-hitter while tripping on acid" ("Ellis, D."?).
Intrigued (nah, make that astounded) I Google him and find his entry in the Urban Legends Reference Pages. Decide for yourself.
Sorry, no big pay-off - just an interesting little trail. But, there is a bonus item: Barbara Manning (again, the singer) is described in the opening paragraph of her AMG entry as "a little too spiky and odd to fit comfortably in the Lilith Fair crowd" - an odd mental image for someone who later collaborated with Seymour Glass as Glands of External Secretion to produce the album Northern Exposure Will Be Right Back", an album described by the good people at Trouser Press as both "a self-indulgent mess" and as "completely charming and engaging" in their review of the artist and her oeuvre.
Friday, December 12, 2003
Thursday, December 11, 2003
>Asian gal poses
>Fappage ensues, kittens die
>God is angry now
and helpfully goes on to categorize the link as featuring:
>(Asian, Beautiful, Bigtits, Nicetits, and Posers)
This is cool for two reasons:
1) the terrific piece of haiku
2) use of the term fappage.
Wednesday, December 10, 2003
Tuesday, December 09, 2003
Monday, December 08, 2003
Friday, December 05, 2003
"Catherine Donkers, 29, was nursing her baby daughter on an Ohio highway while driving at 65mph. She said she did not stop because she was talking on the phone to her husband and taking notes on the steering wheel. ") Don't worry, though, folks, she has a good reason for this - she's an idiot!
"Donkers, who was driving from Pittsburgh to Detroit at the time of her arrest, was also found guilty of driving without a licence and failing to comply with officers"
Buit seriously, folks - she's not just an idiot, she's a religious idiot, so that makes it OK. Get this:
"Donkers and her husband are believed to be members of an organisation called the First Christian Fellowship for Eternal Sovereignty which instructs that the husband is the head of the family and a wife can submit to punishment only from him. "
Well, err, umm, there are parts of that edict that sound fine to me, but I digress ...
Here's the kicker:
"'When I haven't done anything wrong, why would I... sacrifice my principles?' she told local radio, adding she felt her civil rights had been violated."
I ... I'm speechless.
If this continues, we'll soon see that halfwit standing in front of an audience, bumbling his way through the some of JFK's more memorable soundbites, as only he can:
"Don't ask what our Unitered States of North America can do for you, what's important here is what it is that it can do for, uhh, ME"
"I want to go ... I mean, I want other people to, uhh, go to this country's great state of The Moon in this century or so, and do a bunch of other things, because they are easy and because they are hard, uhh, because they ARE hard and NOT easy, and not because ... umm, because they'll get me re-selected!"
If he really wants to make like JFK, let me make an offer here - if you can get him to tour Dallas in an open-topped limo, I'll gladly do the rest.
Thursday, December 04, 2003
Wednesday, December 03, 2003
Either way, and as egregious as the story itself is, the item that really caught my eye in the text was the mention of "fry sticks". Fry sticks are apparently - get this - marijuana-laced cigars dipped in PCP-laced embalming fluid.
To quote Keanu Reeves in his role as Neo - "Whoa".
Monday, December 01, 2003
How do you get change for large denominations?
How does it work if I want to pay-at-the-pump?
Do transactions that are settled this way still allow me to collect the Green Shield Stamps, or get my free glass?
Sunday, November 30, 2003
Sunday, November 23, 2003
Friday, November 21, 2003
Wednesday, November 19, 2003
Tuesday, November 18, 2003
"You know the beard-scratchers. It's a sub-category of music fan that bleeds into all genres, but seems to gather at electronic music shows featuring skinny, articulated men on stage, keeled over sampling units and PowerBooks. And as the man on stage continues to build his bed of white noise, stopping occasionally to scream nonsense into a microphone, or bring someone from Norway or Germany onstage to blow incomprehensible noise into a series of horns, the beard-scratchers will nod their heads and chat to their friends about their latest "project." While the beard-scratchers have certainly extended the careers of many the experimental music artist out there, their counterfeit appreciation of music – which is essentially grandstanding to determine who's the hippest, most "down" cat in the room – can tarnish the work of an electronic-based band that's actually worth the money. Luckily, it was too hot for beards Thursday night."
Here's another great usage of the term in context:
"I hate Radiohead, I hate them as people, I hate that fuckin' beard scratcher and his crew of intellectual stuff-stuffy-cuntfuckin-twats, but the new album sounds like it could be the best they've ever done. "
Monday, November 17, 2003
Of course, that irony is most likely lost on those who most need to hear the messages contained therein ...
Tuesday, November 11, 2003
Wednesday, November 05, 2003
But, having read the following article, I could not pass up the opportunity to share.
You may remember this article that was posted a while back. Well, turns out, whales are not the only aquatic animals that can get a case of the vapors. While I prefer them in wine sauce, it seems as though these guys are busy fouling up the waters. Similar to some co-workers of mine, it seems like they are just talking out of their asses.
Wednesday, October 29, 2003
Tuesday, October 28, 2003
Monday, October 27, 2003
Speaking of my new house, anyone who will be in the DC area Nov 8th is welcome to come to my housewarming party. E-mail me for directions, etc if you can make it. Even those who don't lend me a couple dollars for the H2 generator are welcome - no hard feelings.
Friday, October 24, 2003
Monday, October 20, 2003
Wednesday, October 15, 2003
Monday, October 13, 2003
Thursday, October 09, 2003
Wednesday, October 08, 2003
Monday, October 06, 2003
Thursday, October 02, 2003
Tuesday, September 30, 2003
Monday, September 29, 2003
Friday, September 26, 2003
Thursday, September 25, 2003
Monday, September 22, 2003
Thursday, September 18, 2003
Tuesday, September 16, 2003
10. You're a missionary? No way! That's my favorite position!
9. What's this bracelet mean? It stands for "Who Would Jesus Do?"
8. Give me ten minutes and I can have you screaming "Oh, Jesus, I'm coming!"
7. Woman, get on your knees and pray. Oh, and while you're down there ...
6. Second coming of Christ? That's nothing. You should see my third ...
5. You can call it "the holy trinity", I still prefer to think of it as a three-way.
4. Which is your favorite? Old Testicle, or New Testicle?
3. I am the Shepherd. Lay thyself down and my rod will comfort thee.
2. Christ died for your sins. Let's make it worth his while!
and the number one "Christian" pickup line they missed ...
1. Hey good lookin'. Wanna play priests and altarboys?
Monday, September 15, 2003
Saturday, September 13, 2003
Thursday, September 11, 2003
Thursday, September 04, 2003
These days, I don't even know who produces an assembler for whatever x86 or PowerX chip is in our sleek, desktop machines (Metrowerks, maybe?) - and I wouldn't know where to begin if I wanted to actually do some simple graphics ... WinOpenHandle() this and WinRefreshBuffer() that ... eek. You could make these machines do SOMETHING visible by saying:
10 PRINT "HELLO, WORLD"
20 GOTO 10
(and if you wanted extra points for style, you could throw in a CLear Screen instruction at the beginning)
So, in the light of all this nostalgic wistfulness, I found the following statement very interesting: "Our goal here is to teach electrical engineering and low-level, highly optimized programming". All this, and hardware too, for a projected $99.
It's almost enough to make me want to commandeer the small TV from my mum's bedroom and get coding again ... almost.
Wednesday, September 03, 2003
Tuesday, September 02, 2003
Tuesday, August 26, 2003
Monday, August 25, 2003
Besides, you can prove to yourself how bad the state of physics education really is - right here.
Friday, August 22, 2003
Saturday, August 16, 2003
Friday, August 15, 2003
Check it out - it's very cool. Although the documentation is sparse, a little experimentation shows, for example, that it also handles complex numbers, for example.
I haven't had this much fun with a calculator since ... well, I'd rather not go into that.
Tuesday, August 12, 2003
Tuesday, August 05, 2003
Monday, August 04, 2003
After the initial shock of revulsion at the sheer physical violation, I realized that the thing that bothered me more was the relationship angle.
I've also not discounted the possibility that it's a piece of creative fiction - call me a skeptic, but although I can buy the castration scene, the penectomy I just don't think could have gone down like that. I don't see how one person, working under non-sterile conditions, without the capability to administer general anaesthesia or a blood tranfusion, could have done that ... operation ... and for there still be a patient alive to tell the tale. I don't buy it.
And if you have incontrovertible proof that it did happen as stated, kindly keep it to yourself.
Wednesday, July 30, 2003
Tuesday, July 29, 2003
Friday, July 25, 2003
"People don't tend to suspect young people of doing this.
You get a young, attractive, virile 25-year-old man.
Nobody's going to look at them and suspect them."
To which I say: Huhwha? What planet does this person live on? Ah - now it's clear.
Thursday, July 24, 2003
Microsoft: What do you want to blow today?
Wednesday, July 23, 2003
Sunday, July 20, 2003
Saturday, July 19, 2003
Friday, July 18, 2003
Tuesday, July 15, 2003
Monday, July 14, 2003
Thursday, July 10, 2003
Wednesday, July 09, 2003
Tuesday, July 08, 2003
Friday, July 04, 2003
Tuesday, July 01, 2003
Monday, June 30, 2003
"All I would need is a 30 minute phone chat, questions to include who are you, what do you do, why did you get involved in blogging, how did you go about it, why is it so important to you etc. We'd then need to send a photographer to him or her and get a shot of them in their blogging headquarters"If you're interested, mail me here
Sunday, June 29, 2003
Friday, June 27, 2003
Thursday, June 26, 2003
Monday, June 23, 2003
Friday, June 20, 2003
Wednesday, June 18, 2003
- "We're sorry, but we can't rehire you because there's already too many Filipinos working here."
- A manager pointed at a poster of a blond-haired, blue-eyed male model and said the store needed more staff members with a similar appearance.
- A line of T-shirts that showed two slant-eyed men in conical hats and the slogan "Wong Brothers Laundry Service -- Two Wongs Can Make it White."
Is it "casual classic American lifestyle" or simply a pack of racists?
Tuesday, June 17, 2003
Monday, June 16, 2003
Or maybe I'm just paranoid.
Friday, June 13, 2003
Thursday, June 12, 2003
Wednesday, June 11, 2003
Tuesday, June 10, 2003
So, in the cruel world of childhood politics, in which the winners are those with the best toys, why would anyone be my friend? It helped that I had the foulest mouth on the block. But, it also helped that I had the coolest Star Wars toy ever made...the "full-size" Millenium Falcon. You could seat Chewie and Han in the cockpit and stuff Luke and the ambiguously gay robot duo in the back. Over time, Star Wars figurines were not enough to entertain me and the Falcon. Many a GI Joe got to ride on the Millenium Falcon before facing an inevitable firecracker death in my neighbor's yard.
Why all the reminiscing? My memories were sparked by this awesome casemod. I have neither the time, the patience, nor the understanding wife to do something like this, but at least I can enjoy reading about it.
Monday, June 09, 2003
Lord knows I've been associated with some buggy-ass software, but I always wanted to give the stuff a good strong round of testing before foisting it upon my clients. Reprobates could be the only blog with problems, but I doubt it.
UPDATE: Old posts have posted...but some bugs still remain...
Friday, June 06, 2003
Friday, May 30, 2003
Thursday, May 22, 2003
Wednesday, May 21, 2003
Tuesday, May 20, 2003
After having discussed mobile apps with one blue shirt in particular, he invited me to come over to his booth to play with the toys he was showing off. About an hour later, I was looking through the sight of a shotgun, having a chain gun targeted on my chest, and taking a look at this. Afterwards, they handed me a pretty neat giveaway.
And, only a few booths away from where I was working, was this beautiful thing. It was just sitting there, all alone, begging for some attention. I looked for a price sheet or an order form, but I couldn't find one.
Monday, May 19, 2003
Wednesday, May 14, 2003
As a result, I have travelled from Tortoise and Hooverphonic to Blue States and Boards of Canada and beyond.
So, as I have taken this journey into the ambient/trip-hop/IDM/illbient "post-rock" netherworld, I have noticed something: the names of the bands, the albums and the songs all have a curious sameness about them in their infinite abstract "weirdness" and variety. Consider this selection of track names from the Tortoise album TNT:
I Set My Face to the Hillside
A Simple Way to Go Faster Than Light That Does Not Work
In Sarah, Mencken, Christ, and Beethoven There Were Women and Men
Almost Always Is Nearly Enough
or these album names:
Born into Trouble as the Sparks Fly Upward
He Has Left Us Alone But Shafts of Light Sometimes Grace the Corners of Our Rooms
Slow Riot for New Zero Kanada
Music Has the Right to Children
Goodbye Enemy Airship The Landlord Is Dead
Lift Your Skinny Fists Like Antennas To Heaven
or these band names:
Godspeed You Black Emperor!
The Silver Mt. Zion Memorial Orchestra and Tra-la-la Band
Do Make Say Think
Explosions in the Sky
Don't get me wrong, I love this stuff. But, jeez, could we get some track/album/band names that aren't so, aah, pretentious? That so visibly strive to be "different" and "memorable" that they end up merging into a forgettable sameness?
Maybe like The ABC Song?
Tuesday, May 13, 2003
Monday, May 12, 2003
Turns out that monkeys would probably never write a play, let alone a copy of one of Shakespeare's works. Although, they seem to have made their own version of "Urinetown".
Don't dismiss monkeys just yet. A small, tree-climbing, monkey-like animal known as a Luwak does have some interesting uses for its own poop. And people seem to like it.
Thursday, May 08, 2003
"This gave me a chuckle so I thought I would share.
Apparently this kid videotaped himself practicing his Star Wars fighting skills on a school camera and left the tape when he was done. Now the video that he left behind is spreading over the net.
Somebody also did a video with special effects and lightsaber noises that is also pretty fun."
Wednesday, May 07, 2003
Tuesday, May 06, 2003
Monday, May 05, 2003
Friday, May 02, 2003
What's next? The rest of the 50's and 60's? Indonesian Beatles? Tropicalhardwoodstock? Megawati Sukarnoputra's Presidential motorcade arriving in Dealy Plaza, making the slow turn at the triple overpass in front of the Texas School Book Depository?
I'm going to stop now before this turns into a bad Billy Joel song ...
Thursday, May 01, 2003
He's on his way round the world in the Clipper 2002 race.
Having completed the "third leg" (fnarr fnarr) of the race, they're on leg 4. Leg 6, the final 7,100 mile segment of the odyssey will bring them to New York, where I hope to meet up with Tim, an Original Reprobate from Back In The Day, for the first time in twenty years, some time around the end of August.
Wednesday, April 30, 2003
Tuesday, April 29, 2003
Monday, April 28, 2003
Wednesday, April 23, 2003
Tuesday, April 22, 2003
Monday, April 21, 2003
CNN, for example, by comparison with BBC News, is difficult to watch - flying graphics, a heavily-windowed look and feel (crawler across the bottom of the screen, weather forecasts on the left-hand middle, a story-related graphic in the top left, and a small video area in the top right which incorporates its own graphics, captions, subtitles, etc) and the screaming rock-guitar "War in Iraq" special-news-story theme music.
What's interesting to me is that BBC News and CNN International (which seems to be mostly run out of the UK) share a common, comparatively stripped-down look and feel - a newsreader sitting at a desk, reading from the TelePrompTer, and a single crawler at the bottom of the screen - which is almost the polar opposite of CNN's all-ADD-all-the-time presentation.
The same stylistic differences exist between the web sites, too. Look for example at CNN.com (admittedly restrained by comparison to the TV broadcasts) and news.bbc.co.uk
The funniest difference in coverage that I saw, however, is that former Iraqi "Information" Minister Mohammed Saeed al-Sahhaf is almost universally known in the UK press as "Comical Ali".
Thursday, April 17, 2003
Tuesday, April 15, 2003
Q U O T E D
"Do not believe the lies of the PC infidels. The PC chips have not reached 3GHz. It is Apple that is at 3GHz. Our initial assessment is that the PC is still at 250MHz, and we will slaughter Microsoft in the server market and in the home. Our market share is at 90%."
"We are in control. The PC users are in a state of hysteria. They do not even have control over themselves! Do not believe them! Losers, they think that by building fabs and plants and chips and trying to distort the feelings of the people they will win. I think they will not win, those b@stards."
"NO! We have retaken the education market! The infidels attacked the education market but we have killed them all with bullets and shoes. There are NO PCs there. I will take you there to the public schools and show you. IN ONE HOUR!"
As great as it would be to power a car on refined fast food waste, it would be even cooler to simply dump all sorts of junk into a machine and create fuel in an environmentally friendly way. Heck, according to this article, if a 175-pound man fell into one end of a machine like this, "he would come out the other end as 38 pounds of oil, 7 pounds of gas, and 7 pounds of minerals, as well as 123 pounds of sterilized water".
Monday, April 07, 2003
Mind you, the same dissertation also contains the following pearls of wisdom:
"You'll find the bats, they are hanging down the head, and they're passing stool. Sometimes man also does so, when there is strangulation. That is very dangerous disease. What is called? Intestine strangulation. Then passing stool through the mouth. In Bengal sometimes they curse, "You'll pass stool through the mouth!" Yes, sometimes they do. Sometimes they eat through the rectum. Do you know that?"
"You are thinking that I will be very much happy if I enjoy sex like the dog."
So - get this - not only do the Hare Krishnas know the ins and outs of oral & doggie style, they'll also tell you to eat shit & die. Now that's a religion I can get behind!
Friday, April 04, 2003
Thursday, April 03, 2003
Wednesday, April 02, 2003
Monday, March 31, 2003
I like to take it off-road. Get it muddy. Get it stuck. Use the hi-lift jack. Break out the winch, hook up the snatch straps, and get it unstuck.
Now, here's the question - did that little description get you all hot and bothered? Yes? No? Either way, check this out ...
Thursday, March 27, 2003
- "Every now and then some dogs gang up and kill and then eat another dog, but this is just natural, and it's okay for it to happen now and then"
- "We apologize to not offer this to poor people but it takes an enormous amount of money to afford this type of beauty"
The Director of Imports is someone named Soong Lee. Anyone know if that's a Korean name, and this is just a big front for his other business, "DogBBQ.com"?
Saturday, March 22, 2003
1) Kim Jong Il Unfolds Into Giant Robot
2) National Guardsman Changes Name To "Optimus Prime"
3) Voltron's Office of Homeland Security Is In The Heeeeeouse!
Friday, March 21, 2003
Thursday, March 20, 2003
Wednesday, March 19, 2003
Friday, March 14, 2003
Thursday, March 13, 2003
Wednesday, March 12, 2003
Incidentally, I haven't seen it yet, but I'm waiting for some hapless US media scribe to refer to this thing as "the world's biggest conventional weapon ever". I probably won't have to wait long as not only is "The US The Greatest Country The World Has Ever Seen" but "Fifty Years Is A Very Long Time". These statements notwithstanding, the WWII "Grand Slam" designed by Barnes Wallis was not only bigger (and, at 22,000lb, therefore much badderer), but it wasn't even American.
Think about this for a second - this bomb was used 58 years ago. It was so big (over 26 feet long, and almost 4 feet in diameter) it had to be strapped under the belly of a specially-modified Lancaster bomber. Dropped from an altitude of 12,000 feet, this thing would attain almost supersonic velocity before it hit the ground and could penetrate up to 15 feet of reinforced concrete before the eleven-second delay fuze detonated the 9,500 lbs of Torpex inside the chrome-moly steel shell ...
No wonder they called these things "earthquake bombs" ...
Friday, March 07, 2003
Now, that said, and bearing in mind this is the Reprobates blog, I do have to ask:
Did Mr Rogers creep anyone else out, or was it just me? Wasn't there a lascivious twinkle in his eyes as he undid his cardigan? Did he strike anyone else as looking like a child molester?
OK, so now I've sullied the memory of a dear old man, perhaps you'd care to ponder this: Men who look like Kenny Rogers - dot com.
Thursday, February 27, 2003
A beautiful day for a neighbor.
Would you be mine?
Could you be mine?...
It's a neighborly day in this beauty wood,
A neighborly day for a beauty.
Would you be mine?
Could you be mine?...
I've always wanted to have a neighbor just like you.
I've always wanted to live in a neighborhood with you.
So, let's make the most of this beautiful day.
Since we're together we might as well say:
Would you be mine?
Could you be mine?
Won't you be my neighbor?
Won't you please,
Won't you please?
Please won't you be my neighbor?
Fred Rogers, 1928-2003
Monday, February 24, 2003
Tuesday, February 18, 2003
Friday, February 14, 2003
Thursday, February 13, 2003
So, what to bring home as a reminder of your time in far-away places? Toiletries. Candy. Matchbooks. Flyers. Brochures. In other words, the ephemera of daily living. Why? I think that the answer lies in there very ordinariness - these items are too inconsequential, pointless, or just plain goofy for any trend-following importer of Japaniana to bother with.
Having said this, of course, some kind soul will surely send me the URL to these very items on J-List, which I will promptly ignore, fuck you very much.
Finally, since I'm here for work, I have now visited a couple of IBM offices in Tokyo and was very surprised when my chaperon handed me a small packet of tissues before I went to the bathroom. Apparently, IBM (and most other large companies) have stopped providing paper towels to their employees as a cost-saving measure (yes, I know - IBM haven't quite stooped to this level yet, but you get the idea).
Friday, February 07, 2003
Thursday, February 06, 2003
Wednesday, February 05, 2003
Monday, February 03, 2003
Friday, January 31, 2003
In a project known as “Acoustic Kitty” the [CIA's] Directorate of Science and Technology sought to train a surgically altered cat, wired with transmitting and control devices, to become a mobile, eavesdropping platform. In its first test, the cat was run over by a taxi.
According to Victor Marchetti:
they slit the cat open, put batteries in him, wired him up. The tail was used as an antenna.
They made a monstrosity. They tested him and tested him. They found he would walk off
the job when he got hungry, so they put another wire in to override that. Finally, they’re ready.
They took it out to a park bench and said “Listen to those two guys. Don’t listen to anything
else – not the birds, no cat or dog – just those two guys!” ... They put him out of the van,
and a taxi comes and runs him over. There they were, sitting in the van with all those dials,
and the cat was dead!
This heavily redacted memo appears to express the view that cats can be altered and trained to perform certain tasks. At the same time, it notes that “the environment and security factors in using this technique in a real foreign situation force us to conclude that, for our [intelligence] purposes, it would not be practical.”
Thursday, January 30, 2003
In the meantime, the Prius will have to do, even though it is really as low-end as it gets in regards to alternative fuel technology. Sure, its the only thing truly available to consumers, but if I was a little more adventurous, I'd buy a diesel VW and power it with homemade biofuels. Yes, I know that sounds mildly disgusting. It reminds me of the scene in Red Dawn when the kids are all urinating into the radiator of the pick-up truck to make up for a coolant leak. But, I am talking about driving down the road and leaving nothing but the sweet scent of french fries in the air.
Wednesday, January 29, 2003
Tuesday, January 21, 2003
Here, for example, is a news article from a highly respected source: the BBC. And here is an article from ats.c that might be about the same technology.
Thursday, January 16, 2003
Tuesday, January 14, 2003
Friday, January 10, 2003
Thursday, January 09, 2003
Tuesday, January 07, 2003
Actually, I've been mulling over the name Guthy-Renker since it first seared itself onto my eyeballs when I was browsing late-night (or is that late-nite?) TV listings. There, in the wee small hours of the morning on Discovery or TLC or one of those channels, was those famous paired names. The first thing that struck me was, and I quote verbatim from memory: whatthefuck? There was no program description, just that mysterious pair of bisyllabic names. The second thing I thought was: G-uh-thy? G-oo-thy? G-uh-dhy? G-oo-dhy? How do you pronounce it? Does it rhyme with "toothy", or with the way a chronic lisp-sufferer would pronounce "fussy"? Does it even maybe rhyme with booth-y (as in "Man, it stinks of stale urine in here - like a public phone booth. Yeah, that's it. Kinda boothy") with a hard "th".
So, as if that weren't enough, I was at the in-laws over the Xmas break, and laughing myself silly (well, I was chuckling on the inside, anyway), poring over the videos stashed under their living room TV. You know the stuff - exactly what you'd expect unhip 60-something Americans to have - a tape from the Mickey Gilley Theater in Branson, Missouri, some random Alan Jackson video (or maybe it was some other hat act - I don't recall), and - gasp - "Bob Hope Entertains Eleven Presidents!" (yes, it was a bukkake video) Anyway, I'm looking at the back of the BHEEP tape and then I see it ... Guthy-Renker!
So - they are polluting the late-night air waves with their cult transmissions, they're putting white, sticky cream on the faces of America's women of a certain age (see, it is bukkake), and they are washing whatever remains of my in-laws brains with their video pap.
Maybe it's time for Bush to put up or shut up regarding his doctrine of pre-emption and strike at GRC before they acquire weapons of mass destruction. Oh, wait, too late.
Monday, January 06, 2003
Friday, January 03, 2003
Shaun: I looked at the pictures - cute kid. Only question - who's the ugly-looking motherfucker with the beard and the ponytail who's hanging round your kid? I wouldn't let him near my kids ...
Finally, the ObLink: Black People Love Us! And it's easy to see why.