Ohio is treating me very well. I get to see doctors, here, I'm watching what I eat, have lost 11 lbs. in the last two months, and I have a part-time gig cashiering for a small regional chain retailer. Life's pretty good!
And, Mr. Robot season three starts this week, too!
How have you been?
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Showing posts with label Ain't that America somethin' to see?. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ain't that America somethin' to see?. Show all posts
Tuesday, October 10, 2017
Wednesday, July 06, 2016
Monday, June 20, 2016
Solstice Swag
My phone only saved about half the photos I know that it took. One was a panoramic shot, and it only takes those after some set-up, and there was visual confirmation afterward! They aren't visible in the phone's Gallery app. Nor at Google. FAAAAK.
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| I was told by the business park guy about this NEW place, which JUST OPENED DAYS AGO. |
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| Click on THAT. Waiting for the panaramic... Lake Leland! |
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| Why am I thinking of Yul Brenner? |
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| Bucky the Cone Pig. Five dollah. |
Thursday, September 03, 2015
Wednesday, December 17, 2014
TV That's Good For You
My pal ThinlyVeiled unleashed this on some of us, earlier.
Jesus crack-smoking Christ, I can't believe what a bunch of pansy-asses we have become. Seriously, now we're canceling movies because someone who may or may not be a fucking 14 year-old script kiddie eating Cheetos in his mom's basement has major corporations and the American public by the short ones? Fucking really? WHAT IN THE ACTUAL FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU GODDAMNED FUCKING MORONS? You're scared of the black people. You're scared of the gay people. You're scared of the brown people with funny names. You're scared to go to a fucking movie. You say NOTHING when some crazy white boy shoots up a classroom of FIRST GRADERS. You cheer when cops kill young, black men and when the CIA tortures and humiliates HUMAN BEINGS for no good reason, not that it would be the decent thing to do even if there WAS a reason or even if it worked, because, you know, FUCKING TORTURE, ASSHOLES. You're goddamned scared shitless bed-wetting thumbsucking daddy issue having asshole shitbird twatlint dingleberry eating worthless motherfucking cocknozzles, is what you are and I don't even want to know you. Go hide under your covers and let the rest of us get on with the business of being decent humans.
Ow.
UPDATE: Relevant.
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Jesus crack-smoking Christ, I can't believe what a bunch of pansy-asses we have become. Seriously, now we're canceling movies because someone who may or may not be a fucking 14 year-old script kiddie eating Cheetos in his mom's basement has major corporations and the American public by the short ones? Fucking really? WHAT IN THE ACTUAL FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU GODDAMNED FUCKING MORONS? You're scared of the black people. You're scared of the gay people. You're scared of the brown people with funny names. You're scared to go to a fucking movie. You say NOTHING when some crazy white boy shoots up a classroom of FIRST GRADERS. You cheer when cops kill young, black men and when the CIA tortures and humiliates HUMAN BEINGS for no good reason, not that it would be the decent thing to do even if there WAS a reason or even if it worked, because, you know, FUCKING TORTURE, ASSHOLES. You're goddamned scared shitless bed-wetting thumbsucking daddy issue having asshole shitbird twatlint dingleberry eating worthless motherfucking cocknozzles, is what you are and I don't even want to know you. Go hide under your covers and let the rest of us get on with the business of being decent humans.
Ow.
UPDATE: Relevant.
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Thursday, November 13, 2014
Leaving Gnashvegas
Going, going... not quite gone.
A man, a scam... Panama.
I will miss Amy.
Wanda on the sidewalk just outside my room at The Broken Spoke. Less visible, here. This is not a good part of town. Handyman goob for the motel suggested I pull her into the room, overnight. "Maybe not, but thanks for the suggestion!"
I gave the driver of this the Evil Eye out the window, as he was idling outside my room for sometime, and a box truck can fully well-conceal a Wanda, any day.
I fear not being able to find a nearby Dollar Gen for my travel needs.
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A man, a scam... Panama.
I will miss Amy.
I gave the driver of this the Evil Eye out the window, as he was idling outside my room for sometime, and a box truck can fully well-conceal a Wanda, any day.
I fear not being able to find a nearby Dollar Gen for my travel needs.
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Monday, October 27, 2014
Friday, September 19, 2014
Tuesday, August 26, 2014
Sunday, August 03, 2014
Weekend Recap, Succinct w/Lessons Learned
Wink is deceptively simple... for morons, apparently. If I hadn't seen this screen 100 times since Friday evening, I wouldn't have had to viciously cockpunch that old man for innocuously uttering "uh-oh" in my presence, today. ;)
Eighth and Roast's hipster/quasi-vegan (not) biscuits are small, pricy and delicious.
Landlady felt guilty, gave me this. :)
There are good people doing good works in Nashville. Click to, well, you know. h/t Ed.
Honda kicks major ass, forever and always, ramen.
Mormons can be people, despite the majority who present as advanced androids with can opener personalities.
Awww, KITTEH!
Awww, HOPPY BEER! I want the 12pk/2-flight "Deconstructed" set... brewmaster preparatory classes!
Steve is a fellow Smyrnan, rides a kickass Vespa 300ie Super and knows some awesome backroads in Roofie County. Also? Hell of a Nice Guy, and newish friend. Here's our ride today, map junkies!
Steve and I are considering a counter-club alternative to Nashville's The Snakes SC. That would be the Volunteer Scooter Cooter Collective of Middle Tennessee. Must be age 40 or over to enter. And if your main ride is Chinese, under 100cc or pink and/or flowery, you must have a visible tattoo. ;) Face/neck, preferably.
GoodYear is spying on me. I knew I shouldn't have started with the Michelins and the Wink mesh net.
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Eighth and Roast's hipster/quasi-vegan (not) biscuits are small, pricy and delicious.
Landlady felt guilty, gave me this. :)
There are good people doing good works in Nashville. Click to, well, you know. h/t Ed.
Honda kicks major ass, forever and always, ramen.
Mormons can be people, despite the majority who present as advanced androids with can opener personalities.
Awww, KITTEH!
Awww, HOPPY BEER! I want the 12pk/2-flight "Deconstructed" set... brewmaster preparatory classes!
Steve is a fellow Smyrnan, rides a kickass Vespa 300ie Super and knows some awesome backroads in Roofie County. Also? Hell of a Nice Guy, and newish friend. Here's our ride today, map junkies!
Steve and I are considering a counter-club alternative to Nashville's The Snakes SC. That would be the Volunteer Scooter Cooter Collective of Middle Tennessee. Must be age 40 or over to enter. And if your main ride is Chinese, under 100cc or pink and/or flowery, you must have a visible tattoo. ;) Face/neck, preferably.
GoodYear is spying on me. I knew I shouldn't have started with the Michelins and the Wink mesh net.
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Monday, July 28, 2014
Eggy Burrito Lovers Unite!
... and pledge to my very first Kickstarter campaign before 8/27/2014, The 20 Greatest Eggy Burrito Recipes... Ever.
BONUS! Through 8/3/2014 only!
Be one of the first 1000 to tweet or re-tweet the link to my Kickstarter page/video, get a copy of the e-book on completion with my compliments and thanks! There's a snowball effect to crowdfunding, and we need to get this puppy up to 50% in short order to convince people that it can get done! faceborg, Twitter, Google+, reddit, etc. PLEASE spread this if you have a minute, and THANK YOU in advance. :)
Monday, July 07, 2014
Saturday, July 05, 2014
Wednesday, June 25, 2014
Dear Asurion
Well, that's so nice of you to suddenly become concerned, Asurion. Really, I'm touched! Allow me to make a somewhat different proposal.
I'd be more than happy to write up a detailed report of your immense shortfalls in this matter. I can't do that for you, for free... after all, you've asked me in this comment for a consultation to improve your customer service, ostensibly, and it would take many ADDITIONAL hours of my time (by which I mean the wasted, uncompensated hours I've spent since March, '14, chasing down this claim) to repeat what your CRM software should, by all rights, have assembled for you a good summary of precisely what occurred.
If you would like my consultation, I offer it at $500/hour. You may reply to this e-mail address (sent 6/25/2014) with any response.
UPDATE: E-mail bounced. Takin' it to the streets.
[...]Delivered-To: j****@***.comReceived: by 10.216.182.132 with SMTP id o4csp269226wem;Wed, 25 Jun 2014 21:27:02 -0700 (PDT)
[...]----- The following addresses had permanent fatal errors -----(reason: 554 5.4.6 Too many hops)
(much SMTP bilge deleted now -- point made)
UPDATE 6/28/14: Nice to see I have their attention, every day. Even Saturday!
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Sunday, May 04, 2014
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Thursday, March 27, 2014
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Wednesday, November 14, 2012
I Can Only Say...
I hope you are sodomized in all your face holes, Pastor Hagee.
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Thursday, September 20, 2012
Writing on the Wall
One might wonder what Mitt Rmoney is doing still in this race.
Please understand that Mitt's native tongue is delusional bullshitese.
This explains everything.
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Please understand that Mitt's native tongue is delusional bullshitese.
This explains everything.
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