Archive for November, 2007

The Lint Trap Of My Life

I have nothing to say today. I should be working, but I am sick to death of the project I’m doing. I find it fascinating that when I start something new, it’s so exciting and fresh and fun. I can stay up all night long and work on every little bit of the damned thing, [...]

Kids These Days

Fuck, I’m getting old, saying things like, “kids these days”. Well, it’s true. Fucking sniveling, sniping, self-important, selfish, little snotheads. They’re weak, ignorant, lazy and soft. The thing is, it’s not their fault, really. The parents are squarely to blame for raising these little mindless monsters.

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Sleep deprived insanity.

Ok.. So, I went out Saturday night to a bar. Yeah, I was hoping I’d score some snatch. Who doesn’t hope that when they go to a bar full of drunken sluts? I didn’t, but I got to see a really kick ass cover band. Yeah, I know, coverbands suck. But this one sucked far [...]

Hmmph

Mark your calendars. It’s a fucking Christmas Miracle, people. Fruitloop is speechless.  Not that it will stop me from spouting off. But it might affect the quality of said musing. Damnit, I want to explain this situation, but it is too fucking weird. Suffice it to say, well, I met this chick in this complicated [...]

Murphy’s Law and the quickly evaporating vacation

Well, I’ve been working on memorializing my experience at The Feast for three days now. I see that Nutcase weighed in on the Dysfunction Tour from Thursday and I have to say that I had a quite different experience than he did. Perhaps my perspective was skewed by the volume of alcohol [...]