reasons the internet was invented

tripp

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17 nov 2008 :: 11:17pm

For instance:
the person who is trying to set my old ripped up mattress on fire and wants to know to prevent the house from burning too?
or
the woman who is wondering about the glitch on her husband's iphone where raunchy images randomly attach themselves to emails that were never sent even though they appear in the sent folder.

No?

Then how about the literal 'Under the Bridge' (not as good as the a-ha one, but better than the Tears for Fears):

Or an awesome Get Your War On cartoon:

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Second chances

eric

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09 nov 2008 :: 11:20pm

So, I'm sitting at home last night… alone. The baby just fell asleep, and I'm desperately trying to drudge through the second book of the Illuminatus! trilogy. There's a knock at the door.

There's a skinny black kid in the middle of my yard with his hands up in the air like I'm planning to shoot. "Hey man, I'm not here to rob you. I'm here as part of a program to help people like me get back on their feet."

I asked him what he meant by "people like me".

"Let me ask you something, sir. What do you consider the major problems of the inner city?"

I dunno. Aren't most of their problems major ones?

"Tell me sir, do you believe in second chances?"

I must be a sucker, because the next thing I know, I'm handing him a check for more than $100 for magazine subscriptions. A hundred bucks! Am I just stupid or did I really think I was getting a deal, because he initially tried to charge me $250 and then told me it was his first day and wasn't good with math when I protested? Seriously, I'm never opening my door after dark ever again.

The guy was a pretty good salesman, though. He played the part of recovering crackhead really well. Plus, I'm one of those people who really feels sorry for telemarketers and people who have to sell magazines door to door for a living. If it weren't for my sudden relapse of common sense, I wouldn't have cancelled the payment in time and my magazines (supposedly) would be off in some inner city shelter for battered women.

It's not that I'm not altruistic or anything. I donate money to charity every year. But I got online after he left and this wasn't a charity like the guy at my door told me it was. They just hire rehabilitated juvinile delinquents so people like me willthink they're helping somebody out. Besides, I think that battered women would be just fine without a copy of Women's Health magazine in the lobby every month. No matter how you look at it, it just wasn't a good investment.

Christ. A hundred dollars is a lot of money. I'll never let a stranger with white lips and crossed eyes into my house from this day forward. Oh, and I think I'll buy a gun.

Politic: Bush with a bush

ray

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17 sep 2008 :: 01:36am

Okay, I don't know why no one else seems to have noticed this but:

Is it just me, or is Sarah Palin basically just George Bush with a vagina?

Seriously, I'm having flashbacks to the 2000 campaign. All this psuedo-folksy, rural drawl bullshit that falls out of Palin's mouth is seemingly verbatim dim-wittedness from Bush. Apparently, people like that shit. Or, at least 51% of people, given our last two presidential elections. But, really, can this country take any more Bush/bush?

'When we don't know who to hate, we hate ourselves'

petunia

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12 sep 2008 :: 08:03pm

i have demured, time and time again, from entering political discussion and worn my "i don't do politics" button of ignorance for quite awhile.  i get uncomfortable in this arena and more often than not would rather take a nail gun to my eye than act as audience to any wanna-be politico's over-enthusiasitc, spit-filled rant on just about anything.

sarah palin has changed all of this.

no,   i don't want to state the obvious about how we need change and how the past 8 years in the white house can euphemistically be called a clusterfuck.  i don't even want to shout obama's name from the rooftops or extol the virtues of the democratic party.

i just want to hate sarah palin.  and keep hating sarah palin.  and then hate sarah palin some more.

and it's so god damn easy.

it's laughable, really.  SHE'S laughable.  a total joke -as much so as george W- but she takes herself SO SERIOUSLY.  bush knows he's a dummy - really, i think at this point he's kind of in on that joke.  but palin, this trifling, ludicrous hockey mom on 'roids, thinks she can BS her way through serious questions and has NO FUCKING IDEA what she's talking about.  she's not humble, she's not deserving, she's not educated about the things that comprise the current political landscape outside the state of alaska.

robert schlesinger gets it right about 98 times more eloquently than i do over at the US news & world report.

but therein is a victory.  did you catch that?  did you observe that odd little detail, that, i, me, petunia the adament political abstainer, am reading US news & world report's website just to feed my cracked-out, pathological disdain and loathing for this horrific, poofy-up-do'ed, bespectacled day-to-night barbie wannabe CUNT?

sarah palin, you make me care.

the curious incident at drawing class

tripp

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23 jul 2008 :: 09:33am

I go to drawing class last Tuesday (which is actually an open studio, there is no instruction, so it's a bit untrue to call it class) and am in the parking lot gathering up my supplies as a car pulls in, parking facing me. The driver gets out of the car, has a package under his arm and walks inside.

While leaving his car running.

I'm listening to the Clipse CD (wow, what a surprise) and watch. I suspect the gentleman will be running in, dropping off his stuff and leaving. But a couple of minutes pass and he doesn't reappear. I get out and look in the car. the engine is running, the keys are in the car and there is no one else in the vehicle.

I walk inside and set down my art supplies. And think. And then walk out to see if the car is still there. Yup. I tell the receptionist and she walks out with me to see. Still there, still running.

There are several classes going on, so she says she will ask around. I return to class. I ask during a break what the resolution was. I am told:

"I found him, he was in the photography class. I asked if someone left their car running. He said 'Oh, that's mine.' I ask if he would like to cut if off. He said 'no.'" The receptionist now adds a flourish — a quized, cocked-head look, not unlike that of the dog/His Master's Voice.

"Well," she continued, "with the price of gas what is it is and all, I just thought you might want to turn it off."
"No."
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah, I'll only be a minute." (This is keeping in mind that it has been 10 minutes already at this point.)

The receptionist gave up and left.

Who does this? I can get maybe that the car is difficult to start. Maybe. But c'mon. Running, in the parking lot, with the key in the ignition? Oy, people.

i am a dumbass

tripp

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14 may 2008 :: 11:31pm

So I accidentally deleted the entire mog database this afternoon. Oops.

Then I paid 25 bucks to the hosting company to restore the backup they have. It was supposed to be last nights. It was last weeks. Yikes.

But I think all we lost was some comments that may have been made today, but I don't have them floating in my feed reader. The posts from the last week or so might be missing tags or correct timestamps — sorry. Otherwise, we should be good to go.

Also, I am a dumbass.

in case Catholics weren't feeling guilty enough

tripp

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12 mar 2008 :: 10:12am

The Vatican has "updated" the list of vices, from 7 to 14. The new ones include birth control, drugs and causing poverty. Yeah, I bet people really rally behind these.