| Friday, December 21st, 2012 |
| 11:59 pm |
 EDIT: I do not automatically friend back anyone just because they friended me – especially if I have no idea who they are and how they found me. If you're planning on hanging around in here, you might as well introduce yourself. If you add me and never say a word, I might not even notice you. |
| Monday, February 8th, 2010 |
| 2:03 pm |
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| Sunday, February 7th, 2010 |
| 7:20 pm |
FYI - IRS URL (Repost)
I mailed out my tax returns (federal and state) last week, so they won't make it into the government systems for a little while yet. Still, for my own future reference (and for the rest of you), here's my annual income tax URL repost: The IRS has a "Where's My Refund?" site which can give you an estimate as to when you can expect to receive your money – assuming, that is, that you overpaid the government and have money coming back. Your state may or may not have a similar service available; mine (Maryland) does. (I just went to both to make sure they were still there; they look the same as they did last year.) |
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| Friday, February 5th, 2010 |
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| Thursday, February 4th, 2010 |
| 3:45 pm |
Language Lesson
FOX News — A high-ranking Pakistani diplomat reportedly cannot be appointed ambassador to Saudi Arabia because in Arabic his name translates into a phrase more appropriate for a porn star, referring to the size of male genitals, Foreign Policy reported. The Arabic translation of Akbar Zeb to "biggest dick" has overwhelmed Saudi officials who have refused to allow his post there. Does his name make those Saudi officials feel … "insecure"? (And was the double entendre "refused to allow his post there" deliberate?) Zeb has run into this problem before when Pakistan tried to appoint him as ambassador to the United Arab Emirates and Bahrain, where he was rejected for the same reason, according to Foreign Policy. Can't he just, you know, change his name? For the sake of his career? Or is he too attached to it because he's compensating for something? I have no idea. But I do know this: When it comes time for me to market Allah Sulu's Massive Tool in the Middle East, I know what to call it – Allah Sulu's Akbar Zeb. EDIT:
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| 12:21 pm |
Seriously, Get The Hell Off Of My Lawn
Someone on my friends list (who shall remain nameless since this wasn't in a public post) thought that the above video was disturbing and "squicky" because the (twenty-year-old) Taylor Swift looked like jailbait dancing and singing with the much older guys of Def Leppard. I can understand what they're saying, but it doesn't really strike me that way (I was more concerned with what her voice was doing to the song – she wasn't bad, mind you, but I prefer the original)… especially since I've just seen a much more blatant example of "squickiness" elsewhere: Miley Cyrus' nine-year-old sister is launching a lingerie line for kids. WTF‽ |
| 11:45 am |
No Venti Mocha Nipples?
I found this yesterday while searching for the title to my car. (You can click on the picture to get to NippleGauge.com, but it may be NSFW.) It's a plastic card, the size of a credit card (so it fits in your wallet) and it also has a hole on the top so you can wear it around your neck on a lanyard. Its purpose, according to the website, is to get women to reveal their breasts to you so that you can measure their nipples. (The site also sells "I got gauged" nipple stickers for you to provide once the measuring has been performed.) Ummm. OK, while I have no problem with this in theory (consenting adults can do whatever the heck consenting adults want to do), the simple fact of the matter is – I have no idea where the heck I got this from. Did one of you guys give it to me at some point? Maybe at the last RockyCon in Cincinnati? I'm pretty sure I've never actually used it (yet) for its designed purpose, because I'm pretty sure I would remember that. I'm just wondering where it's from. |
| 8:48 am |
Hopefully, They Just Want Ned Beatty.
Close Encounters of the Redneck Kind from Marc Bullard on Vimeo.
That's a clever idea, well executed, with a couple of extra jokes thrown in. (Ganked from  puffdoggydaddy.) Just for reference, this is Dueling Banjos from Deliverance, and this is the alien communication scene from Close Encounters of the Third Kind (with the original dialog and John Williams music) – the two things mashed up above. I couldn't find it on YouTube, but if you've seen Independence Day, they made a homage to the Close Encounters communication scene when they sent up the "welcome wagon" to communicate with the aliens using sequences of light. The aliens blasted "welcome wagon" out of the sky. Of course, since the ID4 aliens did do anal probes (of Randy Quaid, at least), perhaps they would have responded better to Dueling Banjos… |
| Wednesday, February 3rd, 2010 |
| 8:25 pm |
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| Tuesday, February 2nd, 2010 |
| 10:59 am |
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| Monday, February 1st, 2010 |
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| Sunday, January 31st, 2010 |
| 9:18 pm |
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| 7:00 pm |
Where's Christopher Walken When You Need Him?
I just made this by grabbing a frame from scene nineteen of The 5,000 Fingers of Dr. T (1953), a live-action movie by Dr. Seuss. This scene is set in a dungeon, where all musicians (except pianists) have been imprisoned by Dr. T. The scene starts with traditional instruments, before going into more surreal musical devices (of the sort you'd expect to see Whos playing to torment the Grinch). |
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