BadBadBullshit!

Just look at that flowery, sickening shit. You know for a fact I never went to this woman's house... I just
don't
get into
all
that
extended-pinky
bullshit.

Oh, I would have thrown up when her Guatemalan maid offered to take my coat, I just know it. And those cucumber sandwiches?

I mean, bitch... please!
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You Mac Users

Bite my shiny, white plastic ass! ;)

Seriously... Litz was approached @ Blackstone by AppleBorg, who upon seeing her use of a BorgDevice, implanted her with marketing apparel. Owner now, I am, of said hat.
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Gnashvegan Atriots: Sound Off!

Oh, it was a rousing success, methinks. We had four regulars, two lurkers and one non-Eschatonian appear.

And here we are!

(L to R): Soprano, Dr. Vola (my landlord), Charley, who's an old-school lib, and owns a meatless cafe in the Market Street Emporium on 2nd Avenue -- sorry I can't be more specific, but I got to talk to him and nashvegasdawg least of all!), nashvegasdawg, Halfdan, Jeffraham (of course, making an ass!), Litz.

It was good to see Soprano again, and to meet everyone but Dr. Vola (who's the guy who can make me homeless, heh). We have a good community, here, and we are blessed. I guess I spent a lot of time talking mainly to Litz, since I knew she had to leave earliest, and she's so doggone interesting, too. And, she's got that younger, hotter Lorraine Bracco thang, goin' awn. ;) No worries -- she's married, guys. Dammit, Jim, why are all the liberal women married?!?

A fun, phun evening. We have to do it at least quarterly, officially... more often, off the books. :)
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FINAL: Gnashvegan Atriots' Meatspace Collusion

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BE THERE!
Atriots Welcome, as well as all
Political Lookie-Loos and Lurkers
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Good People
Good Food
Good Beer
•
What More Do You Need? Here's Your Invitation!
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(Stalkers and disrespectful smart-asses who can't hold their liquor, do everyone a favor -- please stay home... I don't know any poor dentists -- you?)

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Late To My Own Party?

Yep.

Landlord wants to attend... he's picking me up, since rain is forecast. I'll be there by 6:00, and I'll be wearing the goofy Uncle Sam hat, so y'all will KNOW I'm your huckleberry!
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ATRIOTS: Have Tech Issues?

I'm giving FREE phone support to all Atriots, because that's the way I roll. It's all part of the karmic debt repayment plan, dontchaknow. I'm your huckleberry.

Here's how it works: Call

615 627 8269

... anytime, 24/7/365, and leave your Atriot handle (at least), your phone number, and a good time (CENTRAL STANDARD TIME, please) for a return call. You can also leave a brief description of your tech issue, if you like.

If I'm online, not terribly busy, and you say it's a good time, I may call you right back. I call back using Skype (free VOIP phone), so the caller ID will be either (call) or (anonymous) or ([whateveh!]). You may have to wait a day or two, if I'm really busy, but I'll try to get to ya via e-mail, if nothing else (assuming I have your e-mail address, and can manage to connect it to the info you leave in your message).

NON-ATRIOTS can also use this service, at the regular rates. $10 gets you a callback in 2 hours or less, or I refund your $10. If your problem is more complicated than $10-worth of phone consulting, I'll give you a quote on what you'll need to add to the $10 already paid in order for me to resolve by whatever deadline we agree upon. Fair deal, eh?
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1090 Short

That's all I lacked, even though I wailed and gnashed teeth all over trying to whore up 50,000 hits by my blogoversary. It's over, and I failed.

However, it's not a biggie.
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Humpday's Final Curly

Tomorrow will be the busiest day on record for Jeffraham in over a year, so if there is Curly tomorrow, it will be a miracle, and it will be late tomorrow night.
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Holy Shit, Batman! WiFi Motherlode!

Atriot ::matthew just sent me a metric shit-ton of AWESOME WiFi and PC goodies, gratis. Thanks, man! What a good home this stuff has found! There's so much stuff in this heavy li'l box, I haven't unpacked it all, yet... but there looks to be three 802.11g routers/access points, a wired hub, a Pinnacle video capture card/tuner, a semi-functioning Fujitsu notebook PC... and much, much more! Gosh, I'm flabbergasted! Thanks, again! Y'all are the best friends a geek ever had. :)

If I have postage to send you something, I'll share the love, if you have a need. There's a bunch of wired 100MB PCMCIA network cards here, too... so there's all sorts of goodies. Anything I'm not immediately going to use will go on the swap spot, so check there this weekend, and let me know if you have need of any of it. I know ::matthew won't mind, as he just wanted good homes for all of it.

Photos coming...

UPDATE: Here's some pix. I still haven't inventoried this stuff, 'cause I spent 90 minutes helping repay a little karmic debt, tonight... but this heaps onto the karmic pile, too. What great stuff!

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Lounge Leopard?

Naw... not enough spots. :)
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For Plum P

That's Skype quality photography for ya. ;)
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New Service

Let's test this out.

Leave me a voicemail, by phone, at 775-871-7749

(that's 7-PLUS-1-PRIZE, for you playing at home).

This may go away in minutes, so test it now!

UPDATE: If it works, your voicemail message will be delivered to my e-mail @ gmail. I'll let you know, when someone gets brave enough to try it out...

UPDATE II: Plum P! :)
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Don't Mess With A Bad, Bald* Woman

... or her buddies. "She'll cut yer liver out, boy, and stomp on yore heart!" my grandpaw used to say. He was always the best at bedtime stories.


Yeah, all what hubbub there was is dead'r 'n 04:00. But what a fun slapfight! I got more than 400 hits, between her and KatCo. We couldn't have planned it better... could we? ;)

However, in the post-foof, Ivy 'rolled me. You see how, in the image above. I'm about to order business cards for curlytech, and I think I'd like very much to put that tagline on them.

"The Biggest Suck-Up In Nashville™"

Dang, think of all the jokers on the Row I just made into a monkey! I want their business, too, right?

I think they'll appreciate proof-positive that they, themselves aren't, in fact, the biggest suck-up in Twang City. Good gimmick! :)

*Bald by choice, she is -- and good on 'er, sez I!
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You Wuz Seen

... at Nashville I Stalking dot calm (haw). :)

"Sure, homosexuals may be treated differently, but those who choose to live this lifestyle are different, aren't they?" --Ned Williams, WisdomIsVindicated

That sounds delightfully fundie winger-ish, eh?

I hadda ax:

Dear Ned,

When (date/time/location) did you choose to be straight, instead of gay?

Love,

-Jeffraham

No answer, as of this writing... will update if, when.
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In Keeping With Feline Two-Fers...

... here's two more, but not Curly -- OPP (other people's pussies!). :) These belong to neighbor I haven't yet met. Curly wants me to nominate him as President of the Rock Harbor Feline Federation, though.

Not quite ready for Cats That Looks Like Hitler, but... almost!

This poor kitty has a kitty cloaking device, but it only barely works. Note how it threw off the Canon Powershot A410's auto-focus. :)
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2nd 2 More Tuesday Curlython

He's found his winter napping place. It doesn't feel much like fall, since it's 69°F outside (looks like rain, though, so low-scooterrific™ quotient).

Expressive! It looks like he's shaking something in his mouth, like a dog, eh? He was actually just wrapping up a yawn when the shutter fell. :)
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I Will NOT Be Out-Cuted Today!

Sallyh's li'l pink punkin', Madison. I never tire of these great shots Grandpah and Grannyh take of this sweet child.
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Playful CurlyQ: 2 For Tue

From last night -- Curly scales the back of the crazy green checkerboard chair, in pursuit of an evil alien catnip-filled pepper!

Having successfully dispatched the pepper (see carcass, by left paw), Curly tackles another foe -- the untethered tetherbunny!
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I Ask You

... what other geeky web site has visitors so young and attractive? I'm betting I lead the pack, fellas. Oooowwwwooooooooooo!
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Late-Day Curly

Why, I oughta...

I'm gonna quit trying to photograph Curly after a petting. It's always then that I get the worst fucking pixels.
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Auctioning My Haidbone

On eBay, dammit.

Won't you tell some small business owner about this, today?

Thank you! I'm peddling as fast as I can... I want that "Feed Curly" button gone by the end of the week!
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Open For Business

As part of my economic recovery package, I'm waiving the $25 on-site visit fee to anyone in the 37209 zip code through 12/31/2006.

If you're getting a new PC for whatever holiday you observe this year, and you need help setting it up, also check out the New PC Set-Up Special.

UPDATE: Is it okay, y'think? Fun? Drab? Music? I'm shooting for people roughly my age or older, who're a little intimidated by computers, of course -- most younger folx either know how to fix a lot of their problems, or know someone who will, for a bong hit. ;)
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Doody

I don't see 50,000 hits happening by my blogoversary, but I'm okay with that. November has been only my second 5K hit-month (the first being last month, when Echidne hit me with her (guest) rhythm stick). So, that's a huge boost to traffic in these last couple of months. Not sustainable, of course, but who the hell really cares about blog hits on a cat blog, eh? :)

Now, one blog I'd like to see get some Nashville Love would be this one -- my new day and night gig.
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Monday Curly Two-Fer

He's quite the little Tabasco™-on-the-anus flying furball, this morning. Here, he pauses briefly, to catch his breath...

... and then, he's off again, bouncing off the walls.
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Babynapper!

Oops! I crapped my pants... and I feel fine!

Grannyh's li'l cookie, Madison, again, in what appears to be a stroller, left at an LAX terminal. She wouldn't fit in the 1 qt. plastic baggie, so... rules is rules.
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DusKurly

Goodnight, sweet prince.
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Hrmph!

Whaddya lookin' at, you big, hairless, two-legged palooka?
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PC Fix-It Guy Ad

(clickee for big web version -- the print version is, of course, even larger, but at 600 dpi, it'll fit on a 4"x6" photo paper)

Critique -- tell me what you hate about it.

Thanks!
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That's Why We Keep On Playin'

... Cat Games! I can't take it anymore! Mrrrrow!
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Sadly, No.

People have sent Curly a variety of wet foods to sample, which has been a good thang -- I always worry that he doesn't get enough variety in his diet, even though the vet tells me the cat doesn't give a shit about variety at feeding time. In fact, apparently, most cats prefer consistency, as long as what they're getting to eat is fresh.

This is the contents of a can of Fancy Feast (no, not yesterday's leftover gravy!) that pg sent along, yesterday (with a squirt of anti-hairball goo on top... which he eventually lapped up, entirely). Unfortunately, Curly and wet food don't really mix. He'll lick it, taste it, and nibble a few bites, as always... but he leaves 95% of it to go to waste. I've tried this several times, whenever I've had a free coupon to try a can or pouch of something wet and smelly to feed Curly, and he has the same, general reaction, each time (he even does this with tuna, believe it or not!)... so it's time for me to stop presenting it to him.

The goodies will not go to waste, though. The Nashville Humane Society's new kennels and clinic are just behind the Kroger I visit, and I will take the wet items y'all sent me over to them, to feed less-finicky kitties.
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Vehicle, Baby

SCOOTER: Primary. SHOE: Secondary. MTA: Tertiary.

"I'll take you anywhere you wanna go!"

UPDATE: As I explained earlier in this week's photo mash, this is an old pair -- still serviceable for doing tasks that might involve ruining better shoes. I do have two good pair -- some cheap jogging shoes in Titans colors, and the Tony Lamas. Both those pair are in top form, btw.

And the reason MTA is tertiary? Well, I'd still have to use one of the others first to get to the bus stop, 1.5-2.0 miles away. :)
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2045

That will get me over 50K hits on the blog in its first year, which is coming up this week before the Blackstone meetup on Thursday.

I've got new huckleberries -- let's pick, together!
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Saturday Night's All Right For Fightin'

Ivy and I have sucked-up. I mean, made up. Whateveh! Of course, I certainly was never pissed off. Who didn't know that? See, unbeknownst to Gnashvegas, a/k/a Twangtown, USA... Ivy and I had this worked out in September. You craven little rats with no social lives scrabbled deeply into our maze, lookin' for that cheese, didn't ya? We're gonna have a slap fight every so often, just to sell ads. Blog Sweeps Week, biotches! BANK IT!

Y'like puzzles? Think puzzles suck?

The puzzle:

Jeff changed the oil in his primary vehicle, today -- a recently-made Chinese rocketscooter with warp sled capability*. The following steps were taken:

• Drain plug located, and measured for socket fit (17mm);
• To-be-discarded clean plastic margarine container (32 oz.) procured an positioned, to catch recyclable oil;
• Fill cap fully loosened, to assure ambient air pressure assist for drainage;
• Socket wrench applied, and the oil did flow...

With minimal spillage (and a right hand, covered with petrospooge), all is going To Plan. Then, the thinkbone lights up: "Hey, dumbass? You have a funnel? You see where the fill cap/neck is, right?" I look, again. It's sticking out at a 45° angle to level, and is about 3cm from that cherry-hot exhaust manifold, made hot by the manual's recommendation that the oil drain only "... be unloosened after scooter is made to travel under might a kilometer or more" -- FSM, this freakin' manual is comedy GOLD).

What, pray tell, did Mr. Alternate-Transportation-Guy-Who's-Resourceful-&-Pisses-People-Off do?

* Okay, I made that shit up about the warp sled.
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Saturday Curly Playhouse

What's that I spy?!?

The EVIL alien PEPPER! My arch-nemesis!

Must attack! Must make it smell like me!

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Missouri Prezzies!

From pg/Missouri Bird, in KCMO, to be precise!

Dang! Y'all are too good to Curly and me, I'm tellin' ya. Since she can't make it to the great Gnashvegan Atriotic Gathering this coming Thursday, pg wants me to share these items with those attending, as she would have brought them, were she going to be here in person.

Eveyone attenting will get an ink pen or two, emblazoned with KCMO's highest officeholder's name and title, and as many Bogdon's Double Dip Mint dessert sticks as you're willing to arm-wrestle to win. After drinks, those who want to come back to the Curly condo for coffee (oops -- someone needs to bring a bean masher), crackers and pate are welcome. :)

Thanks, pg -- you rawk!
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Worth The Wait

Yep, I done went and used that Kroger gift card halfway up this morning, on the fixin's for hillbilly ambrosia -- biscuits and gravy! Whoo-hooo! I haven't had any homemade biscuits and gravy in forever, and I wasn't sure I could pull it off... making the gravy is an art AND a science, I fear, and it doesn't always turn out they way one would like, at least when Chef Jeff's whoopin' it up, anyway. :)

Now, I was at a disadvantage, 'cause I was sure I had some plain white flour in the cupboard... and I did not. So, I substituted a bit of pancake mix. After all, it's mostly flour. It worked well, but the resulting gravy was sweeter than it would have otherwise been. At least I know it will work, in a pinch...

Here's what you have to start with (besides the pork product of your choice):

These are light, fluffy, moist biscuits that are melt-in-your-mouth good. Not like granny made -- better, IMO. They're found in the grocer's frozen section, and take about 20 minutes in a 400°F oven (middle rack), on an ungreased baking sheet to be golden brown on top, and slightly crisp on the bottom. Damn, these are gooooooo-ood, as Andy might say.

The results? Not too damn bad, considering:

I'm full as a tick, Martha.
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BadBadIvy's Bone To Pick

Thanks for your opinion, Ivy.

I've always though Kat was adult enough to "play rough," as she has with me, and others. I treat her no differently than I would anyone else who does likewise. I like Kat, too, and I'm sorry if you or she don't understand or perceive that.

As for the inappropriate post at NiT, I apologized for that, and I don't much care if you accept the apology, or not. I'll take whatever lumps I have coming for that, 'cause it was wrong. I said as much, and I'm saying so now.

However, get this part straight: I did not "refuse" to remove the post out of some sense of entitlement or defiance -- I left it there so as not to be a revisionist. I don't try to hide or cover up my glaring mistakes.

That is all.

UPDATE: I should thank Ivy, since her poteau flambé drew me ~150 hits before 10:00 a.m.; I usually don't get that much until much later in the day, if!
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Dante CurlyPepper

Really, no one can say what toys a pet (especially a cat) will play with, so it's a challenge trying to select them. Buckeye, dealer of rare coins should be especially proud, because from the moment I unwrapped the catnip-filled chili pepper toy, Curly was all over it.

I'm sure the catnip didn't hurt, but Curly's one of those funny cats that dosn't always care about catnip... in fact, he really has to be in the mood for it. But when he is... look out!




Awww... he's rubbing his face all over it. He does that with all his catnip toys, but he sure had a good time with the catnip pepper on Friday night. :)
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Friday Curly Overdrive #6: Curly Storm Continues

Here we see Curly, in patient repose, waiting to be freed onto the balcony. It's good he's patient, 'cause I just let his fuzzy ass in two minutes before this photo was snapped, and I don't play that game, cat! :)
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Ohio Prezzies!

Lookit what Buckeye, dealer of rare coins sent Curly and me! A variety of catnip toys, and a Kroger gift card! How very, very sweet. Y'all are FAR too good to us. Much ♥, dear, and much thanks.
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Friday Curly Overdrive #5A & 5B

Aha! A two-fer!

Here, we see the Curlster, concentrating intently on...

... cacthing the tetherbunny! Whoo-hoo! :)
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Friday Curly Overdrive #4

You CANnot esCAPE t3H Curly fur-Y! ;)
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