It’s what Xanax was invented for. [sic]
Month: October 2013
Deadlines and tech support
So I have deadlines? Naturally that means I will have hardware and network issues.
From the mouths of babes
My oldest son: "Can I test the spray paint here?"
Me: "You are standing too close to the house and our grill and other stuff that the wind could carry the overspray of the paint onto and cause your death. And I really don’t want to go to jail for the rest of my life."
You call this news?!
With the current state of paywalls and news organizations, I am pretty sure I could grab a handful of journalist students from a university and put a hurt on the Boston Globe or Scripps Newspapers such as the Knoxnews. Yes, you read that correctly. I believe am amateur hack like me plus a handful of inexperienced young journalists could take on the major publishers and win.
Why? Because they have forgotten their core business is delivering news! And don’t whine to me about monetization. Or that I don’t understand the challenges of funding a news business because from the looks of it the big organizations don’t know how either! I’ll rest my case with this screen capture of Boston.com. Look closely for the story. There is none! Why? Probably because I’m not logged in. All it shows is a tabloidish title "Builders of Obama’s health website saw red flags" designed to drawn in pageviews then a webpage full of links to social networks, unrelated articles, and a couple of ads. This is not news:
Because I ripped my pants!
Hahahahaha
Panic
Nothing quite compares to waking up in a total panic attack.
I am very excited about this movie!
State of Me
I am tired. And I acknowledge that dimly is no excuse.
Failing at life
Since leaving the basement in 2010 to work in Cubeville, I believe my biggest failing in life has been to not find my "Cheers" in which to get schnookered for the transition from work to home and vice versa.
Musical Boobies!
When my wife walked through the room with music projecting from her chest, I knew she had an iPhone tucked in her bra, but I couldn’t resist declaring, "Musical boobies!" and hugging her with my ear pressed to one.
Of course, she grinned and replied, "I knew you were going to say that." Then, when I attempted to dial in a different station and turn up the volume, she frowned.
Morons
What the Mars rover is doing during the government shutdown
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Meanwhile, not in America…
