Friday, July 30, 2004

This is what happens when I'm not in charge

That's right, fucking West Virginia starts powering Blogger. Now you know why this blog is so rickety... too much moonshine and not enough genetic diversity.

Checkest Thou Black Bile?



Want a little more spring in your step? Want something to clean every cauldron in your hut? Want to kill Klimas with a poison modern science has most likely forgotten?

Everything you ever wanted to know about alchemy.


i'm obsessed with dukakis. if he had won the election he deserved, things would be completely different. a self-proclaimed 'proud liberal' in the presidency would have meant that clinton would never had rose through the ranks to become president, reganism would be rejected at the roots, w. would never have become president...

sigh. feez, can you alter your tear-power time-machine to run on caffine and nicotine?

DNC convention wrap-up

Forget the issues... the Democrats need a better stage manager, Mo Rocca is now an important pundit, and blogs are an all-new way to regurgitate what those retarded important pundits say. Where did we go wrong?

Thursday, July 29, 2004

new 'vites, please.

nicole.fisher@zurichna.com
ian@jessandian.com

"their lives should not be experimented with"

-richard nixon

i have a hunch that klemis is the only one of you schlubs that will fully digest this site, but i'll give'er a post anyway.

Wednesday, July 28, 2004

Aren't you a little short for a stormtrooper?

As reparation for my crappy post yesterday, I offer you the Death Star.

The most convoluted ad campaign since Perfect Dark...

So, apparently in front of major movies this week, microsoft has put trailers for Halo 2. The odd thing is, at the very end of the trailer, there's a brief flash of a website -- www.ilovebees.com. Go check it out...it gets weirder from there.

it's an omen of things to come

in five hours, i have to go take the day two of the cali bar with day three looming.  you think i'd be sleeping, dreaming about torts and raping virgins, but no, my sister's cat pissed all over my bed and my pillows, making it impossible for me to sleep.

it's a goddamned sign, isn't it.  i should just go sell fruit on the side of the road like all the other normal non-white people in l.a.

mweh.

Tuesday, July 27, 2004

You're wearing a Red Wings jersey to a strip club -- you obviously suck

If good old ergot eye were less talented and less of a gentleman, he might write a story like this. Estimated time before Haddock rags on me for a certain episode in the story: 30 minutes. Parental guidance suggested.

Be ye warned...

Just to let you all know, i actually got my car towed out of the church lot by my place yesterday, so you may want to park in the doctor's lot next door, or somewhere else that's reasonably close.

Also, due to the $200.00 fine incurred from the towing, i have no money to play tonight. So either someone has to stake me, or i'm not playing. Bear that in mind when counting a potential number of players.

Monday, July 26, 2004

The Berlin Wall sucked

A really interesting story of how three people managed to defect from East Germany back in the day. One-time pads, dead drops...

the chinese lack of respect for their own lives is appalling.

you owe it to them to fucking blow up as many of their helicopters as possible.

'fleep' is good.

and that's why you should read it.

here here.

Friday, July 23, 2004

ROBB CARJACK-FIREARM

fighting crime online has never been so easy.

Your inept government and you...

So apparently the 911 commision's full report can be viewed online. Go give it a look see.

Thursday, July 22, 2004

the gold chips are worth a thousand, the silver chips are worth...

what's next? making board games olympic sports?

One small jelly doughnut

NASA just put up a bunch of new photos from the Apollo 11 mission. Really pretty. Right now their server is pretty much fucked, but people have mirrored a few of the better ones here and here.

If you have QuickTime, there are interactive panoramas here and here.

Your Saturday:

Is a good day to rehash old political matters, while enjoying a lively discussion of current political matters.

Anyway, if anybody wants to come over this Saturday afternoon, my door is open.