Snakes finding out about shitty charter airlines

zebulon_y and I were going back and forth about the whole SNAKES ON A PLANE movie meme/joke/thing. I realized that there were important prequels, sequels, and spinoffs, including:

• Snakes stuck in traffic on the 405 at La Cienega on the way to the airport
  
  
• Snakes getting dumped in Salt Lake City by Delta and having to pay for the motel themselves because it was an Act of God and only getting a shitty little personal care kit and a free van ride out of it
  
  
• Snakes taking RyanAir to Stockholm but going to the wrong airport that's so far away from town that the four hour cab ride totally fucks them and they might as well have taken Lufthansa, plus they miss their appointment
  
  
• Snakes stuck watching Serving Sara for 90 minutes with no sound, which is only marginally better than hearing the horrible dialogue
  
  
• Snakes getting the shits something fierce after eating a ham sandwich from a dubious vendor at the Baltimore airport
  
  
• Snakes arriving at Philadelphia only to find out that their luggage was sent to Pittsburgh instead due to a tagging failure and will not be available for two days
  
  
• Snakes on a bus from Ontario to Santa Ana at 2:30 in the morning because they missed the last flight into SNA before it closed and got dumped 40 miles away

OC Craigslist W4M post du jour

I don't know where to start with this one, really. You guys go ahead.

wanted: Christian Surgeon - 37
Reply to: pers-128627397@craigslist.org
Date: 2006-01-26, 7:25AM PST

I want to meet a surgeon, preferably plastic surgeon in the NewPort beach area. Make me perfect so you will be proud. I love to go to the movies, dinning out, DVDs in, rainy nights, sunsets, dancing, my 2 wonderful kids (14 and 11), God, travel, sight seeing, shopping, horseback riding, SCUBA diving, skiing, going to the gym, relaxing at home, redecorating my humble apartment, good food, good wine and good movies. I enjoy the finer things in life.

Me: I am sweet, 5'8", blond (gold) and blue, family oriented, also like to be alone, romance, roses and candles, aromatherapy and music.
I currently work in billing for a large clinic.


* this is in or around OC
* no -- it's NOT ok to contact this poster with services or other commercial interests

saying "nice doggy" while looking for a rock

1. PENGUIN CAM!
   
   
2. How to turn anyone into a zombie with Photoshop.
   
   
3. ThinkGeek has a good reason for all of us to hate both geeks AND Valentine's Day.
   
   
4. The hits just keep coming at UCI Medical Center here, as it now turns out they may have taken payola to sneak someone's kid into a residency job.
   
   
5. Right-thinking folks be warned: FOX News is sliding insidiously to the left. (thanks, Vark!)
   
   
6. Here's a cheap way to make a satellite. Take an old space suit, stuff some radios in it, and throw it out the airlock of your space station

livejournal bug

When I get comment notification mail now, and I click on a link like "unscreen this comment" or "delete this comment" in the mail, it takes me to the old school url and I get a message that the url doesn't match the journal owner. Then I have to do it all manually, instead.

Does anyone know where one actually reports bugs like this? The Support thing has never worked for me; I get a response six weeks later after it's all fixed asking me why I'm reporting this because it's all fixed.

As promised, Stahl delivers the coup de grace on Frey

FREE JAMES FREY! In defense of the post-truth memoir

Why bother with accuracy when the feelings are real? Was it three hours in an empty office, or three months behind bars? Doesn’t matter! What the writer felt when the stuff that really happened was going on is exactly the same as what his character feels when stuff that didn’t really happen goes on in the book. And that’s what the reader feels. Keep up with me here...

We would also drink red flavored punch beverages

When I was in sixth grade, I'd go to my friend Jamie's house after school sometimes. Jamie's parents weren't around after school. We would cook up a can of Chef Boy-ar-dee ravioli and go up in his room. The room had a cool loft in it, and we'd climb up there. We would play records and look at dirty magazines while eating our Chef Boy-Ar-Dee. I remember looking at all this weird crap in the dirty magazines like dildoes and ball-stretchers and various other things that you stick in people or have people whack you with. We didn't understand any of it but pretended to each other that we did.

Jamie had a record player in his room, too, so we listened to stuff. Mostly we listened to whatever we weren't supposed to, so dirty comedy was the #1 choice. A personal favorite of his was "The Crepitation Contest" which was all about farting. Also there was some Monty Python.

And then we'd listen to some ELO. Which is why Matthew Sweet's version of "Do Ya" triggered this memory.

Weird thing is, I still like Chef Boy-Ar-Dee ravioli although I know it's shit.