In which the chaff is separated from the not-quite-so-chaffy chaff.
One, I'm over my bandwidth... see you folks next month.
Two, my computer died. Not from SP2, but from a "critical update to fix something wrong with SP2". I am in the process of salvaging as much data as I can before I reformat. Luckily, I still have the old laptop to run with for awhile.
So, good news. As of yesterday, Jess and I are homeowners. Well, for the most part, I guess. We close on a place December 15. It's kind of weird. I am actually finding myself excited to do landscaping and cleaning and whatnot. It doesn't really seem like chores when you are doing it to your own place. Anyway, expect us to be really freaking busy over the next couple of months.
Perry Bible Foundation archive. Also, a personal favorite. Yours?
Because consumerism is fun. Especially when I am both the consumer and consumee, making me some sort of consumeree.
Because if you don't have the latest Catholic School Girl font they're all going to laugh at you.
Why? Because of all the cute freaking dogs on it. That's why. Seriously, I thought you knew.
Here's a bunch of weblogs that feature illustration. Help me pick out ones actually worth looking at. Here's a hint, it's not either of the first two.
Every letter a link baby! Checka the fonts... like some sort of font inspecta.
I am, in fact, needing to get my hands on eighty plastic duck butts. Thank you for your help.
Who would have thought that stamping money would be so much (completely safe for work) fun?
You know, all my watches tend to look the same. I think it is about time I got something different. Maybe binary? Maybe not.
Here's a bunch of games for you. You know, I am thinking of turning this site from daily games to "whenever I find them" games.
Holy crap! This site is awesome.
I remember back when I was in London with my folks and we went on the JtR walking tour. Some guy passed out. Sweet.
It's a good thing I have friends in Minneapolis, or I wouldn't get to hear about the worlds greatest Scrabble story ever.
"so, i'm fairly sure i have told you about the scrabble show on
minneapolis public access where the guy plays the city of minneapolis
via callers.
i just tuned in at the end of a game where the were many fun words. then, in the next game the opening word, by mpls, was
'crane' which was followed by 'dried'. then the caller with the
letters for penis on the rack says to the host...' i'd like to put
play penis' to which the host says 'where would you like to play it'
to which the city of mpls(via the caller) says, amid roaring
background laughter, 'IN YOUR MOUTH!!!!!' the host then responds, '
how about off of cranes since that is worth more points' then, not to
let me down the next caller begins by complimenting the previous
caller on playing penis.
man, who knew scrabble could be such captivating television entertainment?
awesome!
by the by...the score of the first game was mpls-256, host-245..not to shabby."
It's your daily game for the next couple of weeks. Now get off my freaking back you damn dirty apes.
From the creator of "When I Grow Up". The greatest web comic ever drawn. He also draws wigu, but it's not as good. I mean, it's still ok, but it's like coke in a can versus coke in a bottle.
I'm thinking these may work pretty swass. Of course I don't have a receiver or nice speakers or anything, but I would have some freaking swass cables.
"Using the toilet facilities more than twice a day is forbidden. Further use has to be previously approved by the management."
I don't see how turning on and off lamps will drive anyone insane, but the idea is catchy.
This is what we need to control the elderly. Though I don't know what we would do in the daytime. Maybe big signs or something, but that's a problem for another day.
Well, I finally found and purchased the turntable I wanted. A nice little Technics SLBD20D. Semi-automatic with a simple, reliable belt-drive system. I have it run through an old stereo for now, and it's pretty swass. There's nothing quite like that sound you hear when the needle first hits the vinyl.
I picked it up from Jerry Raskin's Needle Doctor. It is a small shop in Dinkytown that does about 80% of it's business through mail-order. The clerks know their stuff and even pointed me to a couple of record shops that I will eventually be hitting up.
I don't know if it's something in the water or the crazy thing we like to call "daylight savings changeover time", but these people have brought the funk to a new level.
Why? Because there's a freaking page for everything else, so why not sleeping Japanese businessmen. That's why.
Just in case anyone has a hankerin' to do some baby making, be forewarned... it's easy for babies to choke. That's something I guess you really have to keep an eye on. You know, the whole baby choking thing. 
Went to see the Incredibles last night over at the Shakopee theater. Remind me to never go see a kid's movie on opening night. What a zoo. Plus, they kept the lights on for all of the previews. I am sure the offical policy was to ensure parents could see their little ones running around, but I know the real reason was to keep that diet coke in my pocket away from my mouth for the longest time possible. Those rat bastards.
Other highlights of the evening included the reconnisance of the local movie-theater arcade. It not only had DDR, but it also rode high with Buck Hunter II.
Fractal art. Because you can make it in the privacy of your own home. And I don't know what I'm talking about.
So... the crap is putting together the ultimate weightlifting room workout compilation of doom. And I need your help. Yes, you, the reader skimmer.
Here's what I have been tossing around so far (thanks to el Doh, Capt. Al and Paul (aka sans seriff).
The weightroom album definitely has to have some form of Metallica,
some form of Guns n' Roses, and possibly "Pour Some Sugar On Me".
Motley Crue - Dr. Feelgood
Def Leppard - Pour Some Sugar on Me
Kansas - Carry on My Wayward Son
Proposed:
G n R - Welcome to the Jungle
Whitesnake - Here I go again on my own
Warrant - Cherry Pie
What about Rush? Do weight lifters listen to Rush?
Van Halen? Though I would say it has to be something DLR era.
Ratt - Round and Round
I'm not smart enough to know exactly what this is, but one song i
would add for sure is 'stone cold crazy'...the original was by queen,
and someone remade it, possibly metallica? it rocks enough to help
you push through those last arm-wobbling reps.
Youth gone Wild - Skid Row
Rock you like a Hurricane - Scorpions
Kickstart My Heart - Motley Crue
Nothin' but a Good Time - Poison
Nighttrain - GnR
Runaway - Bon Jovi
TnT- AC/DC
Rebel Yell - Billy Idol
And don't forget the ultimate workout song:
EYE OF THE TIGER
Flagrant consumerism alert! Someday I will be rich enough to blow massive wads of cash on sweet sculptures like this.
This site lists all the scary things the author has run into. Unfortunately, scary misuse of the English language is not one of them. Green ducks are, though.
"Because drinking responsibly is like teaching a pig to eat with a spoon."
I have been kind of digging on this little periodical all day. It's got some nifty articles on time management, which is something I am in dire need of. Apparently, simply foregoing sleep every night tends to catch up with you after awhile.
Because stick figures getting hurt are funny, and informative.
Hmm... I wonder if it works with the ginger altoids too. Because those are the only ones I eat. P.S. iPod is for sucks. Sucks named Paul.
Not that I'm jealous or anything
dick.
Why? Why did I switch my service away from Sprint?!? Dammit!
by the way... new month, new allotment of bandwidth to waste. Oh freaking yeah!
You're a complete profile. ...stoppin' the tape! Ba ba bop!
