FML

7.4.2013


Facebook is a fun place, most of the time, and I try to make it even more fun for myself and the two people I'm FB friends with.

I'm fixin' to make a new FB "Group" called "First World Problems."  You know, the kind that any poor, emaciated, rag-wearing man, woman or child in one of the world's mudholes would LOVE to have as the worst part of his or her day.  IOW, they got BIG problems.

The inaugural posts will be:

My cornerpin didn't work (the one pal who's in visual effects can relate to this);
and
I'm out of Sambal Olek (the other FB pal likes firey food.)

I think this group will be a success and we'll have fun with one another's ridiculous non-problems.

Tonight - Homestead.


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Now Milton... (REDUX)

7.3.2013

I got busted by my girl when I showed her what I bought.
"eBay item"

I think it's practical and hilarious.
She thinks it's practical and stupid.

Therein lies the fundamental difference btw men and women.
Funny how it sometimes takes a stapler to point these things out.

Tonight - Shotwell's   See you there!


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Blazing Saddles! (Redux)

7.2.2013  (originally posted 7.2.2007)

I'm finishing up a book that I have found utterly fascinating and while I don't make a habit out of reccommending books I'm compelled to do so in this case. It's called World War Z. In short, it's a collection of interviews with the survivors of a worldwide zombie pandemic. In this holocaust, many BILLIONS of people are killed, many by zombies and in turn reanimate to stalk the living themselves. Aside from my love of zombie movies, comics, stories, etc., this book's undead protagonist could very easily be replaced by a mutated avian flu outbreak or SARS or such. It explores the political, geographical, military, personal and many other points-of-view so deftly and maturely that it's easy to see the fictionalized could manifest into the real if such horrors came to be. I've dreamt of the situations described, and I think of them throughout the day. It's creepy as hell.

I've also been bringing the copies of my Wired Magazine subscription to work after I've read them and ditching them in the restrooms for folks to paw through while taking care of biz. Some asshole has taken the last five issues home with them. I'd love to publicly humiliate them.

Tonight - The Page.  See you there!


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Hey Baby...

7.1.2013

... It's the 4th of July!!

** NO MEETING THIS EVENING **

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