Here's a story about a 66 year old Canadian psychotherapist being banned from entry to the US for having wrote about his LSD experiences from when he was 27.
I didn't read the whole thing, but what I did read made me nauseous. Just another reason to support the ACLU.
Tuesday, April 24, 2007
Monday, April 16, 2007
No One Can Defeat The Quad Laser
Well, I saw the Aqua Teen movie, and it pretty much sucked. The hard rock psa at the the very beginning was great, and the mooninites were great as usual, but the rest was very "meh." Perhaps my sobriety was the problem. It should have been a half hour.

Otherwise, it's starting to heat up, meaning that Persephone seems to have finally got her lazy ass off her throne in Hades. It's like she came up, then realized she forgot to take her clothes out of the washer, so she went back to Hades, where she found that somebody forgot to tie up Cerberus, and now he's probably somewhere in the neighborhood rolling around in garbage. After she finally found him, a new episode of Lost came on, which she really wanted to watch. Etc. etc. this isn't very funny. The point is, Persephone is smokin'!

Otherwise, it's starting to heat up, meaning that Persephone seems to have finally got her lazy ass off her throne in Hades. It's like she came up, then realized she forgot to take her clothes out of the washer, so she went back to Hades, where she found that somebody forgot to tie up Cerberus, and now he's probably somewhere in the neighborhood rolling around in garbage. After she finally found him, a new episode of Lost came on, which she really wanted to watch. Etc. etc. this isn't very funny. The point is, Persephone is smokin'!
Thursday, April 12, 2007
Just because we're bereaved doesn't make us saps!!

Kurt Vonnegut is dead.
My Dad was a huge Vonnegut fan, and I read many of his books as a teenager. I tore through them, sacrificing sleep to finish them. They were easy to read and very rewarding, kicking me face first into terrible, hilarious worlds of awesome beauty and ugliness. He was a man who understood that life could be both sublime and terribly depressing at once, but ultimately his work showed me that creative forces can make it worth living. His wit will not be forgotten anytime soon.
Boing Boing: Link 1, Link 2
Tuesday, April 10, 2007
Monday, April 9, 2007
les heros sont les petits voleurs
As it happens, turning beet-red will momentarily shut Bill O'Reilly up! (Warning: this link might make you not want to kick Geraldo in the balls.)
Also, I am not a beauf, or a boeuf, or "bof!"
Alright, time to be productive. America is a great country because of our impeccable work ethic. Let's not let the immigrants/terrorists win.
Also, I am not a beauf, or a boeuf, or "bof!"
Alright, time to be productive. America is a great country because of our impeccable work ethic. Let's not let the immigrants/terrorists win.
Tags:
balls,
beauf,
beet-red,
Bill O'Reilly,
boeuf,
bof,
Geraldo,
immigrants,
terrorists
Friday, April 6, 2007
like a ripe peach
Since I'm feeling drunk, to be frank, I'm posting an old Flash animation I did about a week after 9/11/01. Enjoy!
with a rusty spoon.
So I see The New York Times has run a fascinating story about global warming (after first going to bugmenot to sign in as "haxOr").
Now, of course a part of me is glad that global warming is getting a lot of press these days, but another part of me wants to start crying and have a conniption fit on the floor and scream "NO FUCKING SHIT!! WE KNEW THIS AT LEAST 25 YEARS AGO!!! I GUESS YOU MISSED THE MEMO!! Now please saw your own urethra in half with a rusty spoon, and die in a flaming pile of cancer."
Then we have the whole rigamarole of "oh, well it wasn't CERTAIN before" or "we couldn't say for SURE before" and "hmm, maybe would should form a committee to look into possibly attaching some magical device to the smokestacks of our coal power plants..." or "I promise to reduce emmisions significantly by 2050, y'know, when there really won't be much oil left to burn."
And now the story is that it will be once again the poor who bear the brunt of harmful climate change. Well that's another non-obvious and very insightful observation that any 6th grader couldn't have told you 15 years ago. There's only one word to describe the way I feel right now. Fuck.
My feet are cold. I'm turning up the heat.
Now, of course a part of me is glad that global warming is getting a lot of press these days, but another part of me wants to start crying and have a conniption fit on the floor and scream "NO FUCKING SHIT!! WE KNEW THIS AT LEAST 25 YEARS AGO!!! I GUESS YOU MISSED THE MEMO!! Now please saw your own urethra in half with a rusty spoon, and die in a flaming pile of cancer."
Then we have the whole rigamarole of "oh, well it wasn't CERTAIN before" or "we couldn't say for SURE before" and "hmm, maybe would should form a committee to look into possibly attaching some magical device to the smokestacks of our coal power plants..." or "I promise to reduce emmisions significantly by 2050, y'know, when there really won't be much oil left to burn."
And now the story is that it will be once again the poor who bear the brunt of harmful climate change. Well that's another non-obvious and very insightful observation that any 6th grader couldn't have told you 15 years ago. There's only one word to describe the way I feel right now. Fuck.
My feet are cold. I'm turning up the heat.
Tags:
assholes,
cancer,
conniptions,
global warming,
oil,
rust,
urethra
Thursday, April 5, 2007
well sometimes, I just don't know
Since I'm always the first to own the newest bleeding edge technologies, I got a webcam! You can see if I'm on skype and we can video conference (username: aixellent).
Accentuate the positive, eliminate the negative, latch on the affirmative, don't mess with Mr. In Between.
I like white space.

- I hate new houses.
- I hate guys with military haircuts.
- I hate giant pick-up trucks.
- I hate shiny button-down shirts.
- I hate most perfume.
- I hate giant watches.
- I hate waiters/waitresses who interrupt a conversation to ask how everything is doing.
- I hate people with no principles.
- I hate people with too many principles.
- I love complaining.
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