The decline of western civilization, the television show Operation Repo.

After fifteen minutes
of the most idiotic dialog
spoken by some of the
worst representatives of
humanity, I am more
convinced than ever before
that the Mayan prediction
of the end of the world in
2012, is absolutely correct.

Facebook is not meeting my needs.

The even bigger issue,
is that I believe they
are doing it intentionally.
From the disorganized and
chronologically challenged
updates from my friends,
to the down right dastardly
blocking of monkeygirl to
my facebook wall, to the
underhanded way they
allowed me to upload my
ogg/theora video of Jesse,
and then never allowed it
to be seen.

I smell a conspiracy to silence me,
and keep my message of knowledge,
truth, justice, and the American way
from reaching the people.

Remember,
it only takes two to conspire,
and there are more than two
people on Facebook.

I like to swing.

With my Swingline stapler.

Official Poll, inspired by memonkeygirl

I’m in a state of confusion now, it’s really all a bit much.

The pressures of being positive
and supportive and not so critical
of others, paired in a felicitous
coupling with the hyphenation
optimization frustration and
bastardization of the English
language to bend them all to
suit my suite of needs related to
the construction of concepts to
properly communicate my conceptual
connotations of the world as I see it
fit to be seen.

Feel my pain,

no not there,

lower and to the left.

I don’t want to be overly critical, so let me be constructive.

I saw several “pre advertisements”
for the etrade baby commercials during the Super Bowl.
The “pre advertisements” were worded as if we should
remember the baby commercials from last year,
I for one did not.
I watched the baby commercials this year,
they were not so good,
actually, they were quite idiotic.
The whole talking baby thing,
it’s played out.

I mean this in a positive and constructive way.

What was really weird,
I saw a lady today,
this lady was carrying a blue purse,
on the side of this purse,
was a silk screened
(is silk screened supposed to be hyphenated?)
Def Leopard logo.
I remember having a crush on this stripper a few years ago.
One night she was dancing on the main stage,
to music of her choice.
Her choice was,
“Pour Some Sugar On Me”,
by Def Leopard.
My crush was immediately crushed.
In addition,
can you believe there was a,
“Look Who’s Talking 2″?

The Saints won the Super Bowl,
Def Leopard was not involved.

I’ve been thinking about stuff.

I had a lot of funny things to write about tonight,
a lot of observations, that I realized are really
criticisms of other people, and whereas it’s
funny, I am not sure that’s how I wish to define
myself. I don’t want to be a critic of others.
It doesn’t really accomplish too much.
I’ve been thinking about arguing and fighting
and just being hostile.
Hostility, is easy.
I’m done fighting with people.
The conflict breaks the flow.

“Wow, it’s got to be 25 barleycorns long”, that’s what she said. Yet another cool unit of measurement, the barleycorn.

Four poppyseeds equal one barleycorn.

Three barleycorns equals one inch.

Cool units of measurement, today’s unit, the jiffy.

Now we have all heard the term jiffy
used in everyday speech, and I
am sure most of you are familiar with
Jiffy Pop popcorn, but what exactly is
a jiffy?
A jiffy is the amount of time it takes light
to travel one centimeter, please forgive the
metric reference. A jiffy is not a metric unit
really.
A jiffy is also the time between alternating
current power cycles, generally 1/50 or 1/60 of a second.
On i386 architecture running the Linux 2.6 kernel, a jiffy
is four milliseconds.

All this information was stolen from wikipedia.

Superbowl prognostication

Saints: 117

Colts: 3