Hey, can any of you inter-nerds out there confirm whether this is for real? Most seem like they're tongue in cheek, but some are a bit too much, I think.
And also: hahahaha . From the link: "He is the first penguin to hold this rank in the Norwegian army". If that doesn't make you click, nothing will.
Saturday, December 29, 2007
Quick question...
Thursday, December 27, 2007
One of my late xmas presents
I hope everyone had a good christmas. I did. However, the day before I left, I needed to get various vaccinations, including
--Polio (apparently none of us are really immune anymore, fyi)
--Tetnis (only lasts for 10 years, for those who graduated long ago)
--Typhoid Fever
--Yellow Fever
and one other I can't remember. So, now my body thinks I have one of those diseases. And my body is really pissed at me right now. Hooray! My immune system works, and hates me!
PS: Some of you may know why I would need these vaccines. If you don't, though, you can guess in the comments. The funniest guess gets a free dose of Dengue Fever!
PPS: There is a vaccine for Cholera (which I really wanted). Strangely, though, it doesn't exist in the US, and apparently was discovered in Canada. I fear for American science. Also, a common malaria medication can have the interesting side effect of nightmarish hallucinations (or "strange dreams," as the NIH calls them). I don't think I'll be taking that one.
Tuesday, December 25, 2007
Merry Christmas!!!
Merry Christmas from the HON family to yours! I feel like we should have a group photo of all the authors wearing Santa hats and smiling.
Thursday, December 20, 2007
All Points Bulletin
I know the following facts:
1. I at some point acquired a box of golf gloves
2. I believe the some point was about 8 years ago
3. The story is completely hilarious
4. My mother found them this afternoon
5. Neither mathgimp, Tommy, nor I can remember anythign about them (other than facts 1-4).
It's making me crazy. Do any of you have ANY recoliction of unsolicited golf gloves?
Also, funny monkey sex article here, just for being good sports and all.
Wednesday, December 19, 2007
the tubes are full this morning...
Really, I do have a lot of work to do today. So when I check my random sites, I expect some vague amusement. Not this. SFW, but the language you may use when you read it may not be. Oh good god.
After the jump, more interesting and less angering stuff.
If the rest of the day continues like the past 30 minutes, I'll be updating this all day. First, the nerds are out in force today:
This is freaking awesome. Currently windows only, though, but I bet that'll change quickly.
This is very amusing. I really wish I had a card reader in my computer.
In somewhat stranger news, the COO of Wikipedia is apparently in jail in VA right now. This story is somewhat surreal. Who the hell continues dating a woman that shot him in the chest?
That's what I've got for now. Perhaps more to come, though...
Tuesday, December 18, 2007
Brilliant
I'm posting this only because I'm can't pay the current bid, and I doubt anyone else I know will pay it either. However, this man is a genius.
[Edit] So, those who know me will attest to my craziness on this topic. However, I wanted to point out what I think is the scary sentence: "...many of those who tested positive experienced only mild symptoms and were not hospitalized." /end{crazy}
Non-gay animal post
Not that there's anything wrong with that, but I apologize for my roommates. It was worse to watch than it was to read, I can assure you.
Today I thought I was going blind for a few hours - blurry, double vision, etc. And then mathgimp saved the day by forcing me to drink gallons of water to prove I was not going blind, but merely dehydrated. In the interim, I decided that, were I to go blind, I would like a helper monkey. Upon regaining my eyesight, I discovered Helping Hands, a wonderful organization (with video!) that trains and provides helper monkeys. The monkeys go to college in Boston! ..sadly, (for my dream) they're for the mobility-impaired, not the blind, but it's still damn cute and pretty neat! Fodder informed me that's how Planet of the Apes started...but we realized we were OK with that.
Kiai-gasm
I know CounterSexual sounds like a trendy new way to dress or to wear one's genitals, but it's not. It's a sexual counter-attack. Sort of.
Really, it's a way of life.
If you live with a dickhead who's constantly trying to get in your pants, but with no intention of taking it any further than that, what does one do? I mean, honestly - don't I even get a reacharound?
Here's what it comes down to - just as there are different styles of martial arts, different styles of writing, different styles of negotiating, so are there different styles of gay chicken. Each has its proponents, and each its detractors. It really boils down to doing what you're good at doing, while at the same time, doing what the other guy isn't. For example: mathgimp (he doesn't deserve to be capitalized) is /very/ good at getting in your face, doing his queer little side-to-side dance thing, and acting like he's trying to taste your tonsils.
I, on the other hand, am very good at massaging another man's crotch.
These are very different styles, and they clash in interesting ways: I don't like that kind of intrusion into my personal space - my bubble, if you will - and he doesn't like it when I stick my thumb up his butt.
I don't know if MAD can really be applied to gay chicken, but if it can, expect fallout.
Not the radioactive kind, but the hurt-looks, always-backs-away-from-me kind of fallout (I'm used to that from the neighbor's dog, though).
On the same inane side note, I qualified for the pilot program when I was eight, which will definitely get more tail than his pansy-ass, non-flying, need-to-work-for-my-doctorate self.
Imposing? I feel no need to be imposing - I just have to be prepared to manually explore his colon.
Which I am.
Interesting...
Amazingly, I will qualify for the the non-pilot program in 6 months. That's kinda cool.
Also, Fodder is a dickwad. No link for that one....
[Edit]: Fodder is standing right next to me. He thinks he's imposing, but he's not. He also thinks he's better at gay chicken now. Oh my goodness, how he's going to learn....
also, iowa is unacceptably far north. It touches south dakota. i'm writing my senator. and will not be using capital letters in this sentence. because fodder is a giant dickwad, and nuraido is joining his team.....
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[Edit 2.0] Fodder's style of gay chicken is weak. He will learn.
Saturday, December 15, 2007
Merry Christmas from Larry Craig...
This is from our lovely lurker Jstew {or, as the cool bloggers would say h/t JS! [I recently learned that h/t stands for hat tap. I'm sure most people have known that for awhile, but sometimes I'm NSB (Not So Bright)]}.
Thursday, December 13, 2007
More HON love for Gravel
These are the bloggers from Red State, mathgimp's favorite neo-con blog. Mike Gravel dressed up as Santa and brought them beer.
Awww....
Very cute proposal...Neil Gaiman is involved... watch the video and see how HAPPY they look!
Tommy heads home for the holidays!
I mean this in the most loving way possible.
BERLIN (AP) - A man nearly died from alcohol poisoning after quaffing a liter (two pints) of vodka at an airport security check instead of handing it over to comply with new carry-on rules, police said Wednesday.
The incident occurred at the Nuremberg airport on Tuesday, where the 64-year-old man was switching planes on his way home to Dresden from a holiday in Egypt.
New airport rules prohibit passengers from carrying larger quantities of liquid onto planes, and he was told at a security check he would have to either throw out the bottle of vodka or pay a fee to have his carry-on bag checked as cargo.
Instead, he chugged the bottle down—and was quickly unable to stand or otherwise function, police said.
A doctor called to the scene determined he had possibly life- threatening alcohol poisoning, and he was sent to a Nuremberg clinic for treatment.
The man, whose name was not released, is expected to be able to complete his journey home in a few days.
Don't eat at McDonald's (for longer thatn 45 minutes (in your car))
So I know it's real hip to hate fast food, but I love me some breakfast sandwiches when I'm coming home from the bar. I've fallen asleep in the Whataburger parking lot--because the drivethrough line at 2 a.m. is long and slow--more times than I can count. Fortunately that's okay here. If you're in the UK and you park in a McDonald's lot for more than 45 minutes, you're fined $350. Yikes. Yay, Whataburger!
Name this tune: "I don't ever wanna feel, like I did that day."
Thing numero uno: The Russians are crafty, identity stealing sons of bitches. Some of you may remember the awkwardness that ensued earlier this year when I a) googled the name of a former love of my life b) found out that his full name, credit card number, home address, and SSN were on some random Russian website, along with hundreds of other American's information, and c) the amazingly uncomfortable email I felt obliged to write that went something like..."Hey...we haven't talked in a bunch of years...I was google-stalking you...the Russians are selling your identity on line...hope all is well. Kisses!" All's well that ends well.
But now, they have a new tactic: preying on people looking for love in all the wrong e-places. Be careful, kids - your Russian bride might also just your wallet.
Thing numero dos: Torture is very serious and shouldn't happen and the CIA shouldn't have destroyed those tapes etc. However, here's what Newsweek has to say: "In addition to waterboarding, [bad] Zubaydah was subjected to sleep deprivation [bad] and bombarded with blaring rock music by the Red Hot Chili Peppers. One agent was so offended he threatened to arrest the CIA interrogators..." [huh??] So the Roller Coaster of Love and Californication is on par with waterboarding? If we're going to "torture" people with music, how about Megadeath? or Pantara? or Yani?
I actually have some torture-related advice for the CIA. Just borrow Mathgimp's iPod next time you want to go the music route. You'll have people confessing in a hot second... but come on. We can do better than the Chili Peppers, people.
G'night. Much love.
Tuesday, December 11, 2007
Why wasn't I informed?
Perhaps this is only news to me, but do you know who wrote the song A Boy Named Sue? You probably remember him. Although you may not remember this one from your childhood....
Monday, December 10, 2007
Yes Means Yes!
This is a bit unusual for the blog, but I thought it was really neat. It's a call for submissions for a sex-positive, anti-rape anthology. Anyone interested?
CALL FOR SUMBISSIONS: Yes Means Yes!
Co-editors Jaclyn Friedman and Jessica Valenti are seeking submissions for
their anthology on rape culture, Yes Means Yes!, to be published by Seal
Press in Fall 2008.
Imagine a world where women enjoy sex on their own terms and aren't shamed
for it. Imagine a world where men treat their sexual partners as
collaborators, not conquests. Imagine a world where rape is rare and swiftly
punished.
Welcome to the world of Yes Means Yes.
Yes Means Yes! will fly in the face of the conventional feminist wisdom that
rape has nothing to do with sex. We are looking to collect sharp and
insightful essays, from voices both established and new, that demonstrate
how empowering female sexual pleasure is the key to dismantling rape
culture.
Potential essay subjects could include;
* Revamping how public sex education is taught, and to whom.
* The new backlash against rape survivors ( i.e., media obsession with
drinking, Girls Gone Wild culture being to blame for assault)
* Bringing men back into the conversation, making men leaders in the
movement to end rape culture
* Thoughts on "enthusiastic consent"
* Taking Back the Porn: How changing the pornography industry can stop
rape
* The power of language (naming rape for what it is, or the new myth of
" gray rape " )
* A primer for men on sexual assault
* How good sex (where women ' s pleasure is central) can mean an end to
rape culture
* Rethinking sexual interaction as a private joint performance, as
opposed to as an exchange of a commodity or service
* On pulling out the invisible lynchpin of rape culture: homophobia
* Creating accurate media representations of rape
Women and men, published and unpublished authors, are all encouraged to
submit essays. Be creative, be forward-thinking, be funny! Perhaps most
importantly, we are seeking essays with a pro-active bent that offer new and
insightful thoughts and actions on how to dismantle rape culture. No more
No Means No, let's think " Yes Means Yes! "
SUBMISSION GUIDELINES:
Please submit your essays to
yesmeansyes2008@gmail.com no later than March
1, 2008.
Essays should be from 2000 to 5000 words, double spaced and paginated.
Please include your address, phone number, email address and a short bio.
We regret to say that because of the expected volume of responses, we will
only be responding to those whose essays are planned for inclusion in the
book. Thanks for understanding!
Friday, December 7, 2007
No, Mr Bond, I expect you to die.
Ah, when the coolness of smoking meets the coolness of wholly unnecessary and probably dangerous gadgets...
It seems like only yesterday that I was trying to make something very much like this, but with a mind to weaponize it. It wasn't yesterday, though - it was 1988, and I was eight years old. Suffice it to say, it didn't work. On the upside, though, the neighbor's cat never even looked at me again.
Comment number five is both the origin of the post's title and very funny.
New blog alert etc
Shadow Boxer commented about this a few weeks ago, but he has a new blog filled with smart, edgy media criticism. He wants some love, so you should check it out. There's also a link on the sidebar.
Smed arrives back in these United States in three days, according to my calculations... I return to the third coast in exactly 2 weeks.
We had our first snow day, which was lovely. Even the Burger King in CP looked pretty. This state lures you in by being pretty with the leaves changing and the snow and the what not.
What else is going on, people? It's been strangely quiet lately. Almost too quiet.
Wednesday, December 5, 2007
Belated Birthdays!
Two faithful HON lurkers turned another year older this week... Ms. La Chicana on Sunday and Peter today! Happy Birthday!!!!!!
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