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I read this bit about the “Sesame Street” Monsters on another site, that also found it on another site and linked it up. See how responsible I am about crediting? Source. Original Source. Done. Anyway, it’s bloody brilliant. I didn’t see it coming at all. They are all monsters, that’s the point. The show is [...]
About this asinine piece of evidence marking our further descent into hell, Matt says, “Let’s also make him enviro-friendly and have him eschew wrapping paper. Also, having reindeer is cruel and slave labor of elves is probably out now.” I couldn’t possibly agree more.
i found these tips on parenting to be quite accurate and useful. none of those touchy-feely, dr. spock, i’m okay-you’re okay affirmations here though. no, this is the real deal. for instance, on feeding: 11. Hollow out a melon. Make a small hole in the side. Suspend it from the ceiling and swing it from [...]
you know, sometimes all you can do is strip naked, grab a baseball bat and walk down a busy street to get your point across.
there are things, many, many things about the interweb i just don’t understand. i was surfing earlier and saw a headline that read, “kathy likes her imac, wishes it came in green.” i decided my titles need to be more informative and descriptive like that. i wish to make all your lives better by being [...]
so i’m trying this thing. and i need your help. go here and do this. do it for me. please? also, pass it on. pass it to your friends and your friend’s friends. i have a handful of submissions from an ad i put on craigs list, but i need many more. pretty please with [...]
i’ve been right busy. but i want to share a few things with you: first of all: i hope you go to hell. and secondly: dance, monkey, dance.
there’s a few interesting articles over at wired news about firefox. first, this article describing the efforts of volunteer “evangelists” who tirelessly work to promote the alternative (and far, far superior) browser to IE. firefox is one of those things that gets great word of mouth for being such a great product because it actually [...]
i’ve got this thing about exclamation marks in my titles lately. it’s very phillippe-esque. anyway, i want to move to saudi arabia. this is awesome! oh. wait. i have a vagina. nevermind. but this guy. i wonder if he’ll get balloons and streamers or something? or a discount on his death? he should get something [...]
guess what, boys & girls? it’s link time! hurrah! this guy, this …uh apparently financially independent guy decided to combine doing what you love with — well, doing what you love. this is currently kaileb’s favorite link and while it cracks me right the HELL up, it’s a little annoying. only cause it can burst [...]
A Woman's Manifesto
Because a woman’s work is never done.
and is underpaid, or unpaid, or boring, or repetitious,
and we’re the first to get fired,
and what we look like is more important than what we do.
And if we get raped its our fault
and if we get beaten we must have provoked it
and if we raise our voices we’re nagging bitches
and if we enjoy sex we’re nymphos
and if we don’t we’re frigid
and if we love women it’s because we can’t get a real man
and if we ask our doctor too many questions we’re neurotic or pushy
and if we expect childcare we’re selfish
and if we stand up for our rights we’re aggressive and un-feminine
and if we don’t we’re typical weak females
and if we want to get married we’re out to trap a man
and if we don’t we’re unnatural
and because we still can’t get an adequate, safe contraceptive, but men can walk on the moon
and if we can’t cope or don’t want a pregnancy we’re made to feel guilty about abortion
and for lots and lots of other reasons
we are part of the women’s liberation movement.- Joyce Stevens, International Woman’s Day, 1975.

Man Vs. Heart Attack
I am somewhat worried about the dude on Man v Food. He isn’t looking so good these days and putting that food away like that can’t be good for him.
One should always be drunk. That's all that matters; that's our one imperative need. So as not to feel Time's horrible burden; one which breaks your shoulders and bows you down, you must get drunk without cease.
But with what? With wine, poetry, or virtue as you choose. But get drunk.
And if, at some time, on steps of a palace, in the green grass of a ditch, in the bleak solitude of your room, you are waking and the drunkenness has already abated, ask the wind, the wave, the stars, the clock, all that which flees, all that which groans, all that which rolls, all that which sings, all that which speaks, ask them, what time it is; and the wind, the wave, the stars, the birds, and the clock, they will all reply:
"It is time to get drunk!
So that you may not be the martyred slaves of Time, get drunk, get drunk, and never pause for rest! With wine, poetry, or virtue, as you choose!"
Charles Baudelaire
















