Monthly Archives: February 2007

"closed" for repairs

Took in my laptop for some maintenance, a new battery and some upgraded memory and won’t have it available at home for a few days.  Thus, won’t be posting and commenting.  Maybe this can be combined with the Webmaster’s changes???  Fastpipe???  Ultimate???

Anyway, I’ll be reading you from the office machine, but that’s about it for awhile.

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Oscar Night

Just going to dash off a few words before I go to the showers to try and get this slimed green off me.

Now that Gore’s got the Oscar and a Nobel Peace nomination, can the presidential ambitions be far behind?

Just when I thought I was going to be overwhelmed by the sheer diversity of it all, I barely saved myself from a solo and a cappello version of kumbawyah when I noted — Oh My God, Ms. Etheridge, you sure did let that caboose go the last few million calories, didn’t you?

You can call me names til the cows come home, but I think that Beyonce girl is FINE!!!

Diane Keaton sure looks better than Jack Nicholson.

Who died and honorary Oscar.  Who cares and pass the hooka.

I’ll never forgive those assholes for ripping off Spike Jones, Denzil Washington and Malcom X. 

Girls being goofballs

I just thought that it was only guys who could be real goofballs.

wrong again.

The national Delta Zeta sorority went to DePauw University and kicked out every girl who was overweight and well, you just have to read about it in the New York Times here.

I like the way the local sorority girls called their slim, blonde, white sisters from Indiana Univ. “plastic”.

Next thing you know, goofballs will get cooties.

what’s this younger generation coming to?  the world is just going to hell in a handbasket, I tell you.  why, in my day …

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Christ's corpse

James Cameron, of Titanic fame, will claim in a documentary that the tomb of Christ and family — including a son — has been found near Jeruselum.  Not fiction, not DaVinci Code, but really, no kidding, that the bones of Jesus have now been examined  by the New York City forensic lab.  Here’s the story in Time magazine’s online Mideast blog.

The woman behind John X

Some of you, like me, read John X’s blog, MindTurds, linked at right, and you’ve read about his Viennese love link, “B”.  She’s been here to OKC and I’ve met her … OK I was headed off into a digression.  What I want you to know is that she’s written a little essay about “Scrotum” and my blog entry below by that name.  Please look under comments to “Scrotum” for her lively writing.

“Balzac’s ballsack” — I thought I was being so damn clever and no one blinked an eye, dammit.

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quips and quotes

In my little political corner of the blogosphere, there’s a controversy going on about a conservative commentator who used a quote from Lincoln to bolster the point that those of us who oppose the war in Iraq have no civil liberties, should be shot without trial and are just plain traitorous treasonous jerks.  Turns out the quote was a fake and was rather quickly debunked.  Well, they guy comes back with another attempt to show that Lincoln was a Republican then and he’d sure as hell suspend habeas corpus again just to get at us agitators.  Nope.  Another fake.  So, there’s this place on the web called Sadly, No. and their take on the mess was that if you’re going to make up a quote, at least do a good job of it, perhaps something like this:

“As Abraham Lincoln, our 16th President, was often known to remark, “Joe Lieberman’s ass smells like a dying weasel crawled up there to have his last cigar.” 

OK, as a goofball, I think that’s funny because he said “ass”.  In fact, a few days ago, I mentioned that someone smelled so bad that it was “like something crawled in him and died.”

Having the quotable, quippy friends I have, someone asked:  “How do you know what that smells like?”

I love love love smarty pants people.

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Brainiac Sex

The romantic life of braniac women.  Seems A-list women now mean “accomplished” rather than “attractive.”  Some dubious evidence that goofballs can be more grown up than their fathers.  I’ll say that my own experience is that the smart women have good sex.  More than that, I cannot say.  Anyway, read all about it here.

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Balzac’s ballsack

So much for MY children’s book award!

British Journalism Cracks Me Up

From the London Daily Telegraph:

By Sarah Womack, Social Affairs Correspondent

Last Updated: 2:32am GMT 21/02/2007
   

 

Alcoholics have a 12-step programme to tackle their addiction, drug addicts too, and now there is one for those addicted to email.

Forget the mantra “I am so and so and I am an alcoholic”, the new programme will have people admitting that email is managing them rather than the other way round, and will help them to tackle their obsession for reading or replying to emails on holiday, in the car and even in the bathroom.

 

A life coach for business executives in America devised the plan for cases such as a golfer who checked his BlackBerry after every shot and lost a potential client who thought he was a socially-inept obsessive. Marsha Egan said email misuse could cost businesses millions of pounds in lost productivity.

One of her clients could not walk by a computer — her own or anyone else’s — without checking for messages. Another had 3,600 emails in his inbox.

Others wait for emails and send themselves a message if one hasn’t shown up for several minutes, she claimed.

Research by King’s College London says addiction to email is doubly worrying because such technology depletes cognitive abilities more rapidly than drugs.

Email users suffered a 10 per cent drop in IQ scores, more than twice the fall recorded by marijuana users.

 

Urban Legend?  Myth?  Hoax?  Joke taken seriously by credulous young woman reporter? We report, you decide.  Fair and Balanced.  Don’t bother to send me an email about this, I’m out of my mind and the voice recorder is full so you can’t leave a message.  Where did I put that blunt?  Is it 4:20 yet?