Archive for January, 2004
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Saturday, January 31st, 2004This has not been, shall we say, a good week for me. It’s mainly just been a matter of me feeling cataclysmically awful, rather than actual bad things happening. Often regular bad things put on bulky overcoats and stand around my bed masquerading as much worse things than they actually are. Still, every time I [...]
“As a young mang in Spang …”
Monday, January 26th, 2004Ah, the Golden Globes. Like the Oscars only drunker, they’re our chance to see celebrities get their lean on, and the Hollywood Foreign Press’s chance to get their say. All six members of the Hollywood Foreign Press. Oh, there were highlights. Mainly Antonio Banderas talking about being “a young mang in Spaing.” “Now I am [...]
American Idolicy
Tuesday, January 20th, 2004Okay, so in my continuing team coverage of this season of crap TV, I just got done watching a life-affirming hour of “American Idol.” Among the spectacularly bad entrants was one guy who ended up weeping to himself in the lobby. Weeping to himself and to some eight million viewers at home, anyway. These were [...]
Televizzle worth watching
Tuesday, January 20th, 2004I’ve been so inundated with awesome crap TV these days that I haven’t had time to post. Well, that and hooch. Inundated with crap TV and hooch. Where to begin? Oh, how ’bout the spanking new season of “America’s Next Top Model?” There’s a surplus of stoked in this household these days. This new bit [...]
Classics of West Coast literature
Thursday, January 15th, 2004So with a gift certificate I got for XXX-mas, I bought a few CDs at Borders last week, and am now getting around to listening to them in the car. This takes a while, as since I live about four minutes away from work, I don’t end up getting a lot of listening done while [...]
I have excellent news.
Wednesday, January 14th, 2004Which Survivor of the Impending Nuclear Apocalypse Are You? A Rum and Monkey joint. Take the quiz. Find out. Enrich yourself. Write in stupid two-word declarative sentences.
Like a fat kid in a candy store
Tuesday, January 13th, 2004Man, since I figured out how to put pictures on here, it’s practically all I want to do. Here’s one I’ve wanted to post for a long time. It’s emblematic of all the best parts of my relationship with my dear wife. Enjoy.
Dumb crap via e-mail
Tuesday, January 13th, 2004Okay, so here’s the deal: I make these every day and e-mail them to whoever wants to read them, which I determine mostly by waiting for people to tell me they’d like to get them every day. I’d post them on the web, but legally it’s risky territory. Which is why I’m not mentioning the [...]
A Boy Conquers Retardation
Monday, January 12th, 2004… To cobble together a faux FTP service. I now bring you … actual pictures. Kitten pictures, the best kind. God damn, we love this kitten.
Horror, thy name is Kayden
Friday, January 9th, 2004One of my favorite cultural bitching points is the utter retarditude of baby naming these days. There seem to be two schools of baby naming in use. 1) — Name your kid after a pattern in the Laura Ashley catalog, or 2) — Pull a word out of your ass that ends in the syllable [...]
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