Even I have limits

Now in the past, I've professed on these very pages my love for stupid, idiotic movies. I'm easily amused, and not ashamed to admit it. Two weekends ago I even tortured my beloved with a trip to the world's worst theater to see Club Dread. I rate that movie a B-.


Say it ain't so, Ralph

As Dearth, that political gadfly, mentioned on his site, Ralph Nader announced his candidacy on Meet The Press this morning. An unfortunate development for anyone with half a brian cell left.


Stupid web tricks

Brian's friend Will found a link to a cool, but thoroughly useless avatar generator. So, I bring to you, gentle reader:

Me as a constipated pirate Betsy

I attempted to create an accurate rendition of Fidel Castro to complete the set, but it just didn't work out.


Hello, I'm Johnny Cash

Seems I'm entering a Country/Folk music phase. I suspect this is a result of the combined brainwashing powers of my loving fiance and America's favorite commie-loving-tree-hugging liberal mouthpiece, National Public Radio. Of course, the fine folks at Apple aren't helping things either.


Mmmm.... geeky

Here's a sure way to alienate my loyal readership - all three of you. But I'm doing my part to give back to the geek collective. Here's how I figured out snapshot-style backups on OS X. Tune in next week for my usual postings covering topics like bitching about the elderly, documenting my general incompetence, etc.


It pays to be a member

I got my AARP membership card in the mail today. Apparently their membership criteria is now based on how old you act rather than how old you really are.

Now stop wasting time on that electronic doohicky, and fetch me my 'roid pillow.


Fueled by pure hate

Many thanks to Mr. Dearth for introducing me to the car of my dreams. My guess is with an ingenious device such as this, I'd get a thousand miles per gallon. Shit, I could probably fuel the entire eastern seaboard with the anger I generate on my morning commute. So Chris, you say, why don't you just chill the fuck out?

Well, that wouldn't be any fun, now would it?


Would you like smoke with that?

On Saturday Betsy, Vicki, Deborah and I tried out one of Savannah's favorite locals' restaurants, Mary's Steakhouse, down on deepest darkest Abercorn. If you enjoy poor service, mediocre food, and stuff floating in your water, have we got the place for you. Oh, and bring your platinum card, because this shit ain't cheap, my friend.


Officials report elderly socialite possessed by devil

BEAUFORT -- Satan wants his tabby stucco. That's according to Beaufort County officials that claim Beelzebub himself possessed a local woman Tuesday evening. Read more >>


I need that Krystal Chik Booty Smack ™

Yet another great moment in marketing. Krystal, that bastion of tiny meatlike burgers, is promoting it's Krystal Chik chickenlike sandwich with a commercial based on ass-smacking. Now I like ass smacking as much as the the next guy, don't get me wrong. But is this really going to sell compressed poultry squares? Mmmmm..... compressed poultry. And ass. Lots of ass.



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