And this one time?!

At home?! my DSL modem overheated?! and I had to put it in the freezer for an hour to cool down.

This was due to extreme heat and NOT to my attempt to download the entirety of Internet Pornography including 47 gigabytes of German Midget Erotica and the complete works of a three-penised Bollywood star named "Anwar Dongali". Really.

It's about 80 at night lately even and greasy. This feels like the Gulf Coast and not California. Kill me.

hugs, ignatz

Haiku courtesy Michael G. Schwern

It's too fucking hot
Living in a hot, wet sponge
It's too fucking hot

the homework ate my dog

The new version of Gaim and AOL conspired to eat my buddy list.

If you're on ICQ and AIM and usually talk to me, you might want to say hey just in case i somehow lost/forgot your name or number.

I am a technical professional skilled at internetworked communication technologies. This is unpossible!

Ok, so it's hot and I'm cranky as hell and here are things that aren't ok.

1. Atheists deciding to call themselves "brights". This implies that believers in a nonmaterialistic universe are "dull". It's as offensive as people who believe in supernatural bases for morality calling themselves "goods" would be. If you don't have the balls to call yourself an atheist you're probably just a fence-sitting agnostic anyway. Drop it. Anyway, renaming things is always a sign that something broke. Dan Dennett, I'm surprised at you. GIVE IT UP AND GO HOME.
   
   
2. The fact that FOX Sports is auctioning off the chance to be a sportswriter does not mean that "this is the future of journalism". It means that they're auctioning off some fun for a fan. This has always been done. The blogosphere needs to shut the fuck up. GIVE IT UP AND GO HOME.
   
   
3. The Pork People need to take a cold shower and reconsider. Not only have they snapped with the slogans but they're putting out recipes like this. It's over. People aren't gonna eat pork like it's the 1950s. GIVE IT UP AND GO HOME.
   
   
4. If you're making fun of black people or midgets or mexican people but you think IT'S OK AND I'M STILL PROGRESSIVE AND HIP AND FUN BECAUSE I WAS IRONIC!!1! you need to have your ass kicked. Blaxploitation, midget tv hosts, ching chong chinaman t-shirts, all that shit, it's just the same old tired bigoted garbage. GIVE IT UP AND GO HOME.
   

Summary of me.

surprisingly accurate, courtesy of
http://www.livejournal.com/users/patrick/1102266.html

Several of this might be an hour to cool down the Internet, Pornography including a disgruntled who don't have the result is hard. Anyway: renaming things a different commute today; because I was gone to get a stick figure homage to my mom: was just a childrens book called wandered out of those horrible white funk band that FOX Sports is going to. Alle a sign general, apathy on a San Marco, per vedere I need offensive as offensive as offensive as offensive as just complained to the fuck is going and usually talk to Cox's abuse department, who don't think it's too fucking hot at work in attesa dei fuochi pi? Agenzie viaggi NEL mondo from a friend of an itchy nose: mantecato e vista da uno dei pi? And a nonmaterialistic universe are held literally, to Corporate Rules, including a stick figure homage to.

Perhaps bonghits will fix my social consciousness

I was talking to eyeteeth earlier who asked a pertinent question about the last heat-inspired rage festival I'd posted. The question (paraphrased) was: If you don't like pseudo-ironic bigotry, why do you like jerkcity, when it's all about gaybashing, misogyny, and similar tasteless crap?

Matters of taste are hard to dispute, and matters of bad taste doubly so, but I'll try.

I think Jerkcity appeals to me because the characters are weak, unhappy, embarrassed losers who keep saying and doing the wrong thing. They're all like Charlie Brown to me. As I think it was Pants once said, OH MY GOD THIS IS WAY TOO PERSONAL WHERE IS THE BACKSPACE?

Also, my objection to pseudo-ironic bullshit blaxploitation and midget shows is that the people who do this believe they're above actually being bigoted twits and that this is somehow an airy Post-Neo-Deconstructionist commentary. The Jerkcity guys just seem to be really high and later on to be terribly hung over and worried what happened, which is at once less mean and more realistic. T QUENTIN FECHEZ LA TEXTE I MEAN LA VACHE OH FUCK THOSE WERE MY GOOD DIAPERS

Watching some upper middle class kids wear fake afros and sing "Shaft" on stage or seeing the midget cohost on the extreme sports show feels to me like watching someone kick a dog and laugh. Reading Jerkcity makes me feel like watching someone who has had 8 shots of tequila and thinks he *is* his dog, and then later hearing him tell the story of that night.

Does this make sense? If not, please explain and/or clarify.

also: THE POO SHOULD BE SCARED