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    Friday, October 6th, 2006
    10:20 am
    Dance Monkeys, dance
    http://iacs5.ucsd.edu/~pbang/dance_monkeys.swf

    Hilarious and true, oh, so true.

    Current Mood: good
    Monday, August 28th, 2006
    9:12 pm
    Calvin
    Nifty site with Calvin & Hobbes cartoons - yummy.

    Current Mood: geeky
    Tuesday, April 18th, 2006
    9:33 pm
    Mailing Address for Ophelia
    Princess,

    Your big journey is getting near. Lucky you, woo hoo.

    I'll shoot you two snail mailing addresses to your e-mail on the morrow.

    I'm cleared in hot to the eastern seaboard - we just have to chat on dates.

    Cheers and Ciao Bella - all my lust, love and desire

    Current Mood: good
    Monday, April 10th, 2006
    9:20 pm
    Lunatic Fringe Checking In, Over
    One of my favorite Simpson's episode was on the Fox affiliate this evening. The episode was:"Bart the Lover" (8F16) - Bart uses Gordie Howe's picture when sending Mrs. Krabappel a love letter. That's kind of a milk toast description, the funniest thing are Homer's swear jar and his love letter to Marge "...maybe its the beer talking, baby, but you've got a butt that won't quit ..."

    Which ultimately means that I've been thinking about Hellgirl, mmmm Hellgirl.

    Work is hell busy, work minions are annoying, but do the grunt work willingly. Baby Ian is doing well, really well. He's getting big and growing into his personality. The little nipper and I are being batchelor's tonight, he's on the verge of sleep/last feeding of the night - he hasn't quite decided yet. He's cool, but demanding. Better half is fine - never quite happy with her work, but its a paycheck.

    Me: tired of this immigration thing. Try to get into some countries without a passport or a work visa and meet the inside of a jail cell. Meh, tired of work and want damn June event over and done with... sexually frustrated, but too tired with work to care, meh.

    Thinking of Hellgirl, mmmm Hellgirl. Ciao Bella

    http://ridotsurvey.com/webthing/bbstuff/Caloriessex.php

    http://www.worksafevideos.com/photos/latte_art.html

    Current Mood: tired
    Saturday, March 25th, 2006
    11:44 am
    General Prattle
    I almost peed my pants in glee when I saw this site - and yes, I learned about anatomy.

    http://mooker.org/funpictures/anatomia1.jpg

    Interesting timeline about human migrations and like stuff, like, ya know.
    http://www.bradshawfoundation.com/journey/timeline.swf
    Friday, March 17th, 2006
    9:04 am
    Happy Natal Day Hellgirl
    Pretend that I'm an long dead ample busted blonde startlet/harlot singing birthday greetings for a long dead president ... wait one. Pretend that I'm an alive ample packaged blondish prophet singing natal greetings for an alive Phe agent, "hap-pee birrrrrrrrrr-th day to you, hap-pee birf-day to you, happy Natal day to dear Phe, I look like a monkey and I smell like one too."

    I'll toast you with an adult beverage later to night. All my love, lust and desire. More later, Happy Saint Patty's day, my favorite Irish sassy lass.

    Current Mood: good
    Monday, March 13th, 2006
    7:00 pm
    A Longie, but a ...meh? A goodie?
    To tune of "These Are A Few of My Favorite Things"

    Vocal and guitar: Mike Agranoff

    1.
    Smallpox and chicken pox, chronic bronchitis,
    Syphilis and typhus and encephalitis,
    Sinuses ravaged with coughing and sneezes,
    These are a few of my favorite diseases.

    2.
    Pains that are minor and pains that are chronic.
    Hangnails and herpes and plagues most bubonic.
    Swine flu that renders you weak in the kneeses,
    These are a few of my favorite diseases.


    Bridge 1
    When my bowels run And it comes from Montezuma's Curse,
    I simply remember my favorite disease And that makes me feel…much worse.

    Random Digression 1
    Thin and wan and pale and wasted
    The girl with emphysema goes walking
    And when she passes, each breath she passes goes "Aaauuuuuggghhh!"

    Random Digression 2
    Leprosy,
    All my skin is falling off of me.
    I'm not half the man I used to be...

    3.
    Cancer and hemorrhoids, tuberculosis
    Yaws and malaria, multiple s'clerosis,
    Chest pains that no simple remedy eases,
    These are a few of my favorite diseases.

    4.
    Gangrene and jaundice severe dermatitis
    Ulcers and gallstones and appendicitis
    Polio, whooping cough, colds, mumps, and measles,
    These are a few of my favorite diseasles.

    Bridge 2
    When neuralgia Brings nostalgia for the pains gone by,
    I think of diseases I've yet to contract, And that makes me want…to die.

    OOR HAMLET (aka 3-minute Hamlet)
    -Adam McNaughtan (Tune: "Mason's Apron")

    There was this king sitting in his gairden a' alane,
    When his brither in his ear poured a wee tate o' henbane.
    Then he stole his brither's crown an' his money an' his widow,
    But the deid king walked an' goat his son an' said, "Hey, listen, kiddo,
    Ah've been kilt an' it's your duty to take revenge on Claudius,
    Kill him quick an' clean an' show the nation whit a fraud he is."
    The boy says, "Right, Ah'll dae it but Ah'll need to play it crafty -
    So that naeb'dy will suspect me, Ah'll kid on that Ah'm a dafty.

    So wi' a' excep' Horatio - an' he trusts him as a friend -
    Hamlet, that's the boy, kids on he's roon' the bend,
    An' because he wis nae ready for obligatory killin',
    He tried to make the king think he was tuppence aff the shillin'.
    Took the mickey oot Polonius, treatit poor Ophelia vile,
    Tellt Rosencrantz an' Guildenstern that Denmark was a jile.
    Then a troupe o' travellin' actors like 7.84
    Arrived to dae a special wan-night gig in Elsinore.

    Hamlet! Hamlet! Loved his mammy!
    Hamlet! Hamlet! Acting balmy!
    Hamlet! Hamlet! Hesitatin',
    Wonders if the ghost's a cheat
    An' that is how he's waitin'.

    Then Hamlet wrote a scene for the players to enact
    While Horatio an' him watch to see if Claudius cracked.
    The play was ca'd "The Mousetrap" - no the wan that's runnin' noo -
    An' sure enough the king walked oot afore the scene was through.
    So Hamlet's got the proof that Claudius gi'ed his da the dose,
    The only problem being noo that Claudius knows he knows.
    So while Hamlet tells his ma that her new husband's no a fit wan,
    Uncle Claud pits oot a contract wi' the English king as hit-man.

    Then when Hamlet kilt Polonius, the concealed corpus delecti
    Was the king's excuse to send him for an English hempen neck-tie,
    Wi' Rosencrantz an' Gildenstern to make sure that he got there,
    But Hamlet jumped the boat an' pit the finger on that pair.
    Meanwhile Laertes heard his da had been stabbed through the arras.
    He came racin' back to Elsinore tout suite, hotfoot frae Paris,
    An' Ophelia wi' her da kilt by the man she wished to marry -
    Eftir sayin' it wi' flooers, she comittit hari-kari.

    Hamlet! Hamlet! Nae messin'!
    Hamlet! Hamlet! Learnt his lesson!
    Hamlet! Hamlet! Yorick's crust
    Convinced him that men, good or bad,
    At last must come to dust.

    Then Laertes lost the place an' was demandin' retribution,
    An' the king says, "Keep the heid an' Ah'll provide ye a solution."
    He arranged a sword-fight for the interestit pairties,
    Wi' a bluntit sword for Hamlet an' a shairp sword for Laertes.
    An' to make things double sure (the auld belt-an'-braces line )
    He fixed a poison't sword-tip an' a poison't cup o' wine.
    The poison't sword goat Hamlet but Laertes went an' muffed it,
    'Cause he got stabbed hissel, an' he confessed afore he snuffed it.

    Hamlet's mammy drank the wine an' as her face turnt blue,
    Hamlet says, "Ah quite believe the king's a baddy noo."
    "Incestuous, treacherous, damned Dane," he said, to be precise,
    An' made up for hesitatin' by killin' Claudius twice.
    'Cause he stabbed him wi' the sword an' forced the wine atween his lips.
    Then he cried, "The rest is silence!" That was Hamlet had his chips.
    They fire't a volley over him that shook the topmaist rafter,
    An' Fortinbras, knee-deep in Danes, lived happy ever after.

    Hamlet! Hamlet! A' the gory!
    Hamlet! Hamlet! End of story!
    Hamlet! Hamlet! Ah'm away!
    If you think this is borin',
    Ye should read the bloody play.

    Current Mood: exhausted
    Monday, February 27th, 2006
    5:49 pm
    Geek Shall Infect the Earth
    http://www.funnyjunk.com/pages/history.htm - The effing F-Word history is mildly funny.

    Was machst Du da für Scheiße?

    http://www.insultmonger.com/swearing/index.htm - Good oral skills to have in all languages.

    http://home.tiscali.nl/annejan/swf/timeline.swf - Geekdom

    Current Mood: geeky
    Sunday, February 26th, 2006
    9:57 pm
    Messy Subject - lifted from the web
    SHIT HAPPENS
    in various world religions


    TAOISM: Shit happens.

    CONFUCIANISM: Confucius say, "Shit happens".

    ZEN: (What is the sound of shit happening?)

    JESUITISM: If shit happens and when nobody is watching, is it really shit?

    ISLAM: Shit happens if it is the will of Allah.

    COMMUNISM. Equal shit happens to all people.

    CATHOLICISM: Shit happens because you are bad.

    PSYCHOANALYSIS: Shit happens because of your toilet training.

    SCIENTOLOGY: Shit happens if you're on our shit list.

    ZOROASTRIANISM: Bad shit happens, and good shit happens.

    UNITARIANISM: Maybe shit happens. Let's have coffee and donuts.

    RIGHT-WING PROTESTANTISM: Let this shit happen to someone else.

    JUDAISM: Why does shit always happen to US?

    REFORM JUDAISM: Got any Kaopectate?

    MYSTICISM: What weird shit!

    AGNOSTICISM: What is this shit?

    ATHEISM: I don't believe this shit!

    NIHILISM: Who needs this shit?

    AZTEC: Cut out this shit!

    QUAKER: Let's not fight over this shit.

    FORTEANISM: No shit??

    12-STEP: I am powerless to cut the shit.

    VOODOO: Hey, that shit looks just like you!

    NEWAGE: Visualize shit not happening.

    DEISM: Shit just happens.

    EXISTENTIALISM: Shit doesn't happen; shit is.

    SECULAR HUMANISM: Shit evolves.

    CHRISTIAN SCIENCE: Shit is in your mind.

    BUDDHISM: Shit happens, but pay no mind.

    SHINTOISM: Shit is everywhere.

    HINDUISM: This shit has happened before.

    WICCA: Mix this shit together and make it happen!

    HASIDISM: Shit never happens the same way twice.

    THEOSOPHY: You don't know half of the shit that happens.

    DIANETICS: Your mother gave you shit before your were born.

    SEVENTH DAY ADVENTIST: No shit on Saturdays.

    JEHOVAH's WITNESSES: No shit happens until Armageddon.

    MOONIES: Only happy shit really happens.

    HOPI: Corn fertilizer happens.

    BAHA'I: It's all the same shit.

    STOICISM: This shit is good for me.

    OBJECTIVISM: Our shit is good for you.

    EST: If my shit bothers you, that's your fault.

    REAGANISM: Don't move; the shit will trickle down.

    FASCISM: Shit makes the trains run on time.

    CARGO CULT: A barge will come and take all the shit away.

    EMACS: Hold down Control-Meta-Shit.

    DISCORDIANISM: Some funny shit happened to me today.

    RASTAFARIANISM: Let's smoke this shit.

    CHARISMATIC: This is not shit and it doesn't smell bad.

    MASONIC: Shit happens, but we can't discuss it during Lodge.

    RED CROSS: Shit happens - send money.

    Current Mood: good
    Thursday, February 23rd, 2006
    4:56 pm
    Impertinent Thoughts
    Rejected Titles for move: Brokeback Mountain

    OKLAHOMO
    HIGH NOONER
    THE MAGNIFICENT SEVEN INCHES
    JEREMIAH'S JOHNSON
    POLESMOKE
    BUTCH ASSIDY AND THE BUNDANCE KID
    THE MAN WHO SHOT ALL OVER LIBERTY VALANCE
    HOW THE WEST WAS HUNG
    THE LEGEND OF THE LONG RANGER
    DOC'S HOLIDAY WITH BILLY THE KID
    VERY RAW HIDE
    LONESOME DOUG
    A FISTFUL OF NED
    HI, PLAINS DRIFTER!
    QUICKLY DOWN UNDER
    BAREBACK MOUNTING
    BONE-NANZA
    DON'T MESS WITH TEX' ASS
    HOME ON THE RANGER
    ROOSTER COCKBURN
    PRANCES WITH WOLVES
    BALONEY PONY RODEO
    TUBESTEAK COWBOYS

    I really don't care what two consenting adults do behind their closed doors/drapes/dumpsters/glory holes/etc, but I do get tired when its wagged in one's face so to speak. I mean, we don't see Hollywood glorifying the love of a man and his inflatable doll or the intimacy of a battery operated boy friend and his mistress nor the love a goat herder has for the cloven hooved beasties he pals around with. Meh, that's my 30 second tirade.

    Current Mood: good
    Friday, February 17th, 2006
    1:47 pm
    Meh - me so rusty, how does this LJ thing work again?
    Friend, Roman and Country Person,

    Hear ye, hear ye, lend me yer ears and all other parts of your voluptuous bod.

    So busy, so tired, so spent, so many so and sos.

    TDY last Sunday through Thurs afternoon to Corp HQ function in Reno: lots of hot air, beer swilled, the "24" drama dude seen, cold weather, snow and me catching cold. Lots of changes in line for the career field and little or no faith in mismanagement to be the good coporate steward of change. Bastards. Left corporate masturbatory marathon early with cold and knowing I'd consumed more than the recommended daily allowance of bull shite.

    Returned to Stumptown in time for the ORI Planning meeting. From one scatology soiree into another. Showed my hinder robustly about lack of planning, effort and some wrongheaded ideas. Meh, I can always become a bus driver, janitor, gas station attendant (Oregon and NJ are the two states that don't allow one to pump their own). Hmmm, pumping one's own, oh, sorry I digress.

    Worklife consumed with stupid ORI. Total waste of time, money and effort. Meh, can't wait for end of June to hurry up and arrive. Plan on taking a little "me" trip then to decompress. But until then, four months of work hell - don't know if I'd have it any other way, gah, I like some stress/tension and excitement to the daily slog, but this is lunacy.

    Home front is good - boy-yo is doing well, very well, but has a slight cold, some with is maternal unit. Wolf pack thrives and as the Alpha male, I usually get a cold nose in the hinder saying, "hey, Alpha Dude, you rule."

    Miss you madly; want you badly; ain't no poet, sadly. Cheers and ciao Bella.
    Sunday, November 27th, 2005
    11:18 am
    Life Imitates the Simpsons
    http://www.usatoday.com/news/nation/2005-11-27-monorail-seattle_x.htm

    http://www.billingsgazette.com/index.php?tl=1&display=rednews/2005/11/27/build/nation/53-monorail-crash.inc

    Lyle Lanley: Well, sir, there's nothing on earth
    Like a genuine,
    Bona fide,
    Electrified,
    Six-car
    Monorail!
    What'd I say?
    Ned Flanders: Monorail!
    Lyle Lanley: What's it called?
    Patty+Selma: Monorail!
    Lyle Lanley: That's right! Monorail!
    [crowd chants `Monorail' softly and rhythmically]
    Miss Hoover: I hear those things are awfully loud...
    Lyle Lanley: It glides as softly as a cloud.
    Apu: Is there a chance the track could bend?
    Lyle Lanley: Not on your life, my Hindu friend.
    Barney: What about us brain-dead slobs?
    Lyle Lanley: You'll be given cushy jobs.
    Abe: Were you sent here by the devil?
    Lyle Lanley: No, good sir, I'm on the level.
    Wiggum: The ring came off my pudding can.
    Lyle Lanley: Take my pen knife, my good man.
    I swear it's Springfield's only choice...
    Throw up your hands and raise your voice!
    All: Monorail!
    Lyle Lanley: What's it called?
    All: Monorail!
    Lyle Lanley: Once again...
    All: Monorail!
    Marge: But Main Street's still all cracked and broken...
    Bart: Sorry, Mom, the mob has spoken!
    All: Monorail!
    Monorail!
    Monorail!
    [big finish]
    Monorail!
    Homer: Mono... D'oh!

    Current Mood: good
    Saturday, November 26th, 2005
    11:11 pm
    Whacked
    The time and effort put into this website is amazing, if not a little disturbing.

    Legos doing it are a hoot.

    http://www.thebricktestament.com/

    Current Mood: listless
    Thursday, November 10th, 2005
    9:28 pm
    Saturday, November 5th, 2005
    11:00 pm
    Disturbing or Disfunkshuny'all -
    Meh.

    A website to give the clown-phobic something to fear.

    http://www.scottsmind.com/evil_clown.html

    A little more Simpsons:
    http://www.westegg.com/simpsons/

    A nice dialogue from said Simpsons site.
    Apu: I have come to make amends, sir. At first, I blamed you for squealing, but then I realized, it was I who wronged you. So I have come to work off my debt. I am at your service.
    Homer: You're...selling what, now?
    Apu: I am selling only the concept of karmic realignment.
    Homer: You can't sell that! Karma can only be portioned out by the cosmos. [slams the door]
    Apu: He's got me there

    Old rock stars and their old pre-fame nom de plumes.
    http://www.digitaldreamdoor.com/pages/realname.html

    Freakin' hilarious.
    http://www.rockpapersaddam.com/flash/

    Ciao Bella

    Current Mood: good
    Sunday, October 30th, 2005
    7:31 pm
    Sheeps are for lovin' and countin'
    This is where I get the whacked websites.

    http://www.stumbleupon.com/

    This is the bomb:
    http://www.progressiveboink.com/archive/calvinhobbes.htm

    Miss ewe, bah-dly.

    Current Mood: mellow
    Thursday, October 27th, 2005
    9:18 pm
    Those Internet Dudes Got Too Much Time
    The first is a laugh-riot spoof:

    http://www.badmash.org/singhson.php

    The second is just prain clazy, G.I. Me so holny, G.I.
    http://www.engrish.com/

    Current Mood: geeky
    Sunday, October 16th, 2005
    10:05 pm
    Homer Simpson Wisdom
    Ah, beer. The source of and the solution to all of my problems.

    Who are you? Why am I here? I want answers now or I want them eventually!

    Because they're stupid, that's why. That's why everybody does everything!

    That's it! You people have stood in my way long enough. I'm going to clown college!

    You know those balls that they put on car antennas so you can find them in the parking lot? Those should be on every car!

    Marge, I'm going to miss you so much. And it's not just the sex! It's also the food preparation.

    When I look at the smiles on all the children's faces, I just know they're about to jab me with something.

    America's health care system is second only to Japan, Canada, Sweden, Great Britain, well...all of Europe. But you can thank your lucky stars we don't live in Paraguay!

    It's like something out of that "twilighty" show about that zone.

    Whenever Marge turns on one of her "non-violent" programs, I take a walk. I go to a bar, I pound a few, then I stumble home in the mood for love...

    It's not easy to juggle a pregnant wife and a troubled child, but somehow I managed to fit in eight hours of TV a day.

    English? Who needs that? I'm never going to England!

    Oh no! What have I done? I smashed open my little boy's piggy bank, and for what? A few measly cents, not even enough to buy one beer. Wait a minute, lemme count and make sure...not even close!

    Or what? You'll release the dogs? Or the bees? Or the dogs with bees in their mouth and when they bark they shoot bees at you?

    You're saying butt-kisser like it's a bad thing!

    Well, let's just call them, uh, Mr. X and Mrs. Y. So anyway, Mr. X would say, 'Marge, if this doesn't get your motor running, my name isn't Homer J. Simpson.'

    I know what you're saying, Bart. When I was young, I wanted an electric football machine more than anything else in the world, and my parents bought it for me, and it was the happiest day of my life. Well, goodnight!

    Apu, you got any Skittle Brau? Never mind, just give me some Duff and a pack of Skittles.

    You'll have to speak up, I'm wearing a towel.

    Mmmmmm - 52 slices of American cheese.

    Hey, I asked for ketchup - I'm eatin' salad here!

    When I first heard that Marge was joining the police academy, I thought it would be fun and zany, you know like that movie... "Spaceballs". But instead it was dark and disturbing, like that movie "Police Academy".

    I think Mr. Smithers picked me for my motivational skills. Everyone always says they have to work twice as hard when I'm around!

    Marge, it takes two to lie. One to lie, and one to listen.

    Just because I don't care doesn't mean I don't understand!

    I'm trying to fix your mother's camera. Easy, easy - Hmmm. I think I need a bigger drill.

    You tried your best and you failed miserably. The lesson is 'never try'.

    Oh, everything's too damned expensive these days. Like this Bible. It cost 15 bucks! And talk about a preachy book! Everybody's a sinner! Except this guy.

    Here's to alcohol - the cause of, and solution to, all of life's problems.

    God bless those pagans.

    Don't let Krusty's death get you down, boy. People die all the time, just like that. Why, you could wake up dead tomorrow! Well, good night!

    If you really want something in this life, you have to work for it. Now, quiet, they're about to announce the lottery numbers!

    You couldn't fool your mother on the foolingest day of your life if you had an electrified fooling machine.

    Go ahead and play the blues if it'll make you happy.

    I'm a white male, age 18 to 49. Everyone listens to me, no matter how dumb my suggestions are.

    All right, let's not panic. I'll make the money by selling one of my livers. I can get by with one.

    Woo hoo! 350 dollars! Now I can buy 70 transcripts of Nightline!

    Oh, people can come up with statistics to prove anything. 14% of people know that.

    You know boys, a nuclear reactor is a lot like women. You just have to read the manual and press the right button.

    I hope I didn't brain my damage!

    We'll die together, like a father and son should.

    Let us celebrate this agreement with the adding of chocolate to milk.

    We're gonna get a new TV. Twenty-one inch screen, realistic flesh tones, and a little cart so we can wheel it into the dining room on holidays!

    First you don't want me to get the pony, then you want me to take it back. Make up your mind!

    Son, a woman is a lot like a... a refrigerator! They're about six feet tall, 300 pounds. They make ice, and... um... Oh, wait a minute. Actually, a woman is more like a beer.

    Now what is a wedding? Well, Webster's dictionary describes a wedding as the process of removing weeds from one's garden.

    Now, Marge, don't discourage the boy. Weaseling out of things is what separates us from the animals. Except the weasel.

    You can't go wrong with cocktail weenies. They look as good as they taste. And they come in this delicious red sauce. It looks like ketchup, it tastes like ketchup, but brother, it ain't ketchup!

    I saw this movie about a bus that had to SPEED around a city, keeping its SPEED over fifty, and if its SPEED dropped, it would explode! I think it was called "The Bus That Couldn't Slow Down."

    I don't have to be careful, I've got a gun!

    I'm normally not a praying man, but if you're up there, please save me, Superman!

    Oh, they have Internet on computers now.

    Marge I swear, I never thought that you would find out.

    Shut up, brain, or I'll stab you with a Q-Tip!

    I am so smart, I am so smart, S M R T, I mean S M A R T.

    I'm not gonna lie to you, Marge. See ya soon!

    Current Mood: good
    Thursday, October 13th, 2005
    9:23 pm
    More prattle
    Some random kind of cool links.

    This first one made me think of you (hot babe with blonde hair - hold your mouse over her and you can put her in really erotic positions - sorry, its what I do, I'm a professional.

    http://www.izpitera.ru/lj/tetka.swf

    http://www.swarthmore.edu/NatSci/cpurrin1/textbookdisclaimers/

    http://www.celebritymorgue.com/

    http://www.wsu.edu:8080/~brians/errors/errors.html

    http://lisasimpson.net/interactive/mated/

    http://www.addictinggames.com/theprofessionals.html

    Current Mood: contemplative
    4:07 pm
    If they said it, it must be true
    Prattle, get yer red hot prattle, right here ....

    Horrorscope entry: Mercury, the planet of communication, is in harmony today with Uranus, planet of disruptive excitement. Oh, I mean horoscope....

    I love to go swimming with bull legged women and swim between their legs, swim between their legs....

    Innuendo and out the other....

    WASHINGTON (Reuters) -- Researchers said on Thursday they have found a gene that helps cause Tourette's Syndrome, but that many other genes are also likely to be involved in the complex disorder. I should fecking hope so....

    Meh, more prattle later.

    Current Mood: Meh
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