Mar 28, 2009
Mar 26, 2009
The Facebook Aeneid
Oh, how I wish I had had this in that tedious Intro to Roman Lit. class.
You know, the one with the burned out misogynistic professor....the one who smelled like boiled cabbage?
Yeah, that one.
Anyway, it would have provided me with at least one extra day of skipping class.
(Click pic to see in detail)
Mar 23, 2009
I've just wrapped up 40 hours listening to this pumping out of 6 foot speakers, while plating up beans and rice.
I have a migraine.
Wake me up in September.
(by the way, the video above is shoe in for the best ass-shaking-in-front-of-the-christmas-tree-crucifix prize)
Mar 15, 2009
We don't have an IKEA here in the wilderness, but we do have a Dollar Tree.
A while back, I discovered that someone, inspired by the (relatively) famous IKEA hacking phenomenon, put together an all too slim Dollar Store Hack website.
Here are some of the best:
Plastic crystalware lighting fixture.
Mar 11, 2009
Mar 10, 2009
"Sandy. I like that name. Every time I hear that name I think of 'Grease'. I could watch that movie all the time."
Everytime I hear that name I think of this crazy ole lady I work wit.
"What? You mean she curses?"
"No, I mean she dirty...and crazy.
I axt her the other day, 'How come you so dirty?'
Girl, she lookt me straight in the eye and said,
'I ain't dirty. I'm Sandy.'
Couldn't much argue wit dat."
New news that Billy was pretty cute.
Jessica (as Big E.) is pretty cute too.
So, I'm still not quite sure how I feel about this...yet...but we'll try to reserve judgement (for now).
Mar 7, 2009
Mar 2, 2009
Mar 1, 2009
The officers (telepaths) are monitoring the system.
In 2005 the telepaths sent to this place, New Orleans, the
group of degenerates in the form of Petaphiles and child molesters.
They are here under the officer's control. It is their experiment.
They can see all things here. On March 13
there will be the apocalypse of the mind. The Petaphile and degenerate army
will be unloosed upon the lion of Judah. Only Christ the Fallen Angel will survive.
I had to copy it down, of course..on a sheet of toilet paper.
I mean you can't say we haven't been warned.
I do have to wonder what a "Petaphile" is, however.
I'm thinking of Pam Anderson, and if an army of Pam Andersons is coming in the next few weeks, I want to be in a bunker.....maybe with some KFC.
That's all I'm saying.