fish wallet

It's Lovely to be in Love

2005-05-24T10:16:00.000-07:00

So last night I was at the 99 cent store, replenishing my candy supply and picking up some of the grapefruit soda that I enjoy so much.

In the line to checkout there was a black gentleman behind me, looked a bit like Gregory Hines. He was singing that "When I Fall in love" song, by Mr. Nat "King" Cole. He had an excellent voice and he was not shy about his singing.

Normally that sort of thing would bug me a little but he just seemed to be enjoying himself so much that I found it rather pleasant. Then when I was all rung up, I happened to glance back and see what the man was purchasing.

Petroleum jelly and condoms.

It was very hard not to laugh at this. I'm not sure if it was the fact that he was singing that song, the nature of his purchases or the fact that we were at the 99 cent store, which is basically where hope goes to die. When he reached the check out lady, he beamed at her and said "It's lovely to be in love!"

I took that as my cue to leave. But on the way back to my car, I could hear him singing again.

And the words of Mr. Cole rang in my ears all the way home.

Nice work if you can get it

2005-05-22T13:37:00.000-07:00

i truly envy Mr. Culpepper.

At my job I am rarely surrounded by sexy ladies.

though I do wear a kerchief and a huge belt buckle.

Baby with a mustache - redux

2005-05-21T22:38:00.000-07:00

I know i posted a mustache baby a while back, but I think I like this one better.

If only congress would get off their lazy asses and make it legal for babies to have mustaches.

DARE TO DREAM.

Because the last one was so important.

2005-05-16T10:59:00.000-07:00

hey remember that time a while back when i posted a link to that game that my friend's roommate worked on? yeah those were good times. sigh. anyway, JonasSalkJr's roommate has once again blessed the world with another advergamey thing that could be a good way to spend 12 minutes of an otherwise empty day.

House Call

and once again there are secret code easter egg* type things:

Cheevers: ok so what am i lookign at
Cheevers: looking at.
JonasSalkJr: You type poorly.
Cheevers: yeah. Anyway...
JonasSalkJr: Level 2 - in the living room, walk up to the lava lamp and you will turn into a pimp.
Cheevers: I will?
JonasSalkJr: Level 3 - in the garage, walk up to the driver's side door you will hop into the car - you'll come back in a new outfit.
Cheevers: ...outfit...ok...what's a car again?
JonasSalkJr: Hit the space bar at any time and you'll do a special move - each guy has his own move. And if you stand still for a little bit you will get all your mojo back.
Cheevers: Ok i have to go eat dinner.
JonasSalkJr: Finally, If you type TAG at any point in the game you'll unlock the alternate slumber party ending.
Cheevers: nice i love those kinds of endings in games
JonasSalkJr: ok that's it.
Cheevers: i think that's the most easter eggs ever. i really have to go eat.

*afikomen if you don't like easter

Hulk Smash baby

2005-05-14T20:48:00.000-07:00

In the real world Hulk would kick that baby so far.

Come Get Your Stache Cap

2005-05-14T14:42:00.000-07:00

You'll come for the mustache.

You'll stay for the cap.

STACHE CAP!

Repressed Friday Memory

2005-05-12T09:43:00.000-07:00

On Friday night I got home at about 3am. I was as sober as can be. I think if i had not been sober I would have missed out on the fact that one of the apartments on the first floor was blasting the anthem for the ages: The Doobie Brothers' "Takin' It To the Streets". Seems like the best way to spend a Friday night. Even though the song might actually be about God. Seems like many Michael MacDonald songs are.

Feel it!
TAKIN' IT TO THE STREETS MIDI STYLE

why I enjoy the internet - reason #28291

2005-05-09T23:27:00.000-07:00

I don't know what's better.

The fact that there's a website entirely devoted to gorillas in comics books, or the fact that there are two such sites.

The Gorilla Age of Comics

Comic Book Gorillarama

Ah how I long for the days when books were sexier

2005-05-09T22:55:00.000-07:00

Alas today's books just cannot compete with the mustachioed sexosity of yesteryear.*

*with the obvious exception of "The Pelican Brief" and that series of mystery novels about the murder solving chef.

The Perils of Age

2005-05-09T20:02:00.000-07:00

For a few weeks now I've been observing a very old man at the gym. He has been the ape to my Diane Fosse, if you will. He always seems on the verge of collapse so I'm constantly amazed at how frequently I see him there, and always running his little old man heart out, almost as though he's trying to outrun the grim reaper who will soon be coming to take him across the river styx to the land of the dead (I'm speculating a little bit here).

Many times I've thought "that old man is going to fall down" but I never actually believed it would happen. Well my friends- today I became a believer. Because that old man took a tumble that would make a Chinese acrobat proud. Down he went, flying off the treadmill and crashing into a lady who was lying backwards on a giant inflatable ball (I'm still not sure what those are for). Many many people came rushing over to help the old man, who seemed rather out of it and confused. I assumed he'd broken all his old man bones, but he seemed to be okay and he actually wanted to get back on the treadmill but no one liked that idea. Eventually someone helped the old man back to the locker room and things went back to normal.

As horrible as it sounds, I couldn't help chuckling a little bit at the whole thing. And I noticed that I wasn't the only one who looked amused. So I guess it's true what they say- it's funny when the elderly get hurt. Of course I may not find it so funny when I'm 90. But to be honest I expect to be a bitter old crank sitting on my porch yelling at kids passing by when I'm 90, not running on a treadmill and watching "Access Hollywood" at the gym.

Fabulous Secret Powers

2005-05-08T12:21:00.000-07:00

Sure this takes a low road to comedy, and frankly it's a little to long for my tastes, but it really picks up towards the end. Plus there's a confounded chef at the end. And that's what matters most.

He Man doing something liberating.

BAD BOY

2005-05-04T12:08:00.000-07:00

The phrase "bad boy" has always been lost on me. You know, like "let's see what this bad boy can do".

I think it's more for drinking liquor out of a paper bag: "Pass that bad boy over here."

If anyone has any thoughts on this matter please let me know.

Several Pieces

2005-04-28T07:42:00.000-07:00

THE best story about high school wrestling and Rick Flair's son. Ever.

MSFWTYI

2005-04-26T08:21:00.000-07:00

Much Safer For Work Than You'd Imagine:

Indietits

No really it is. I dare you to click on it in front of your mom who is also your boss.

Run, you green son of a bitch.

2005-04-25T14:11:00.000-07:00

My friend CleanFloorJerry sent me this photo from last week's Boston Marathon.

While I think it's great that Dr Banner chose to run this difficult footrace, I don't think he should have resorted to Hulking out until the last few miles.

Harrison Ford - Bird Warrior

2005-04-20T22:05:00.000-07:00

Okay so it's not the middle finger, which technically means he's not a bird warrior.

But still he sure likes to point at stuff.

http://apartment42.com/fingergallery.htm

mew

2005-04-14T14:29:00.000-07:00

A few minutes ago there was a baby kitty sound coming from outside my office. I got up and walked to the door hoping to find a baby kitty in a basket. Or a cardboard box. But the noise stopped and when I opened the door there was a total lack of kittens in the hall. Then it started again. This time the baby kitty mewed about two times and then fell deadly silent in the middle of the third mew.

It turns out it was someone's ringtone.

I have mixed feelings about this. You should not trick people into thinking there are kittens with perfect rhythm outside their door. On the other hand it's an amusing ringtone. And I kind of wouldn't mind rocking that on my T610.

The only challenge there is that I am not a little asian girl. I don't think many others could pull that ringtone off and stil retain street cred.

Friday

2005-04-11T09:17:00.000-07:00

Man, oh man. Friday night was awesome. When I got home from eating a lot ice cream, I discovered the deadbolt on my apartment door was peeved at me. No matter how much I tried to coax it open, I couldn't get it unlocked. I even checked the number on my door to make sure I was on the right floor.

DEADBOLT: I don't think so.
ME: Come on. Be a pal.
DEADBOLT: Not gonna happen. Prick.
ME: Not cool.
DEADBOLT: Whatever.
ME: I will end you.

It went on like that for a while. It turns out, the lock on my door is about 1080 years old it decided to stop accepting any and all keys from the likes of me. So I called a turkish locksmith - or a turksmith.

TURKSMITH: Bro!
ME: Can you fix it?
TURKSMITH: Turkeyeh!
ME: So yeah...
TURKSMITH: $430, guy.

$430 gd dollars. It's just a lock. Jeez. But I took it like a man - something I learned from watching OZ.

Four Things I Miss

2005-04-03T11:39:00.000-07:00

1. Those round barbells
2. Those leopard skin strong man costumes
3. Advertising art that's fairly nonsensical but amusing
4. Super strong babies

It's all gone, but at least we can remember it:

cheers and jeers for me

2005-04-03T10:58:00.000-07:00

CHEERS to me for not buying any of the new Star Wars toys at Target. They went on sale yesterday and I though I was just there to buy blank CDs, I couldn't help checking out the rather huge display of toys. And for one quick moment I was considering picking up everything from Obi-Wan's rumpus room playset to Padme's space corvette. But then I stopped myself because i remembered that I'm not a kid and it's all worthless junk. Also in 3 months that stuff will be three for a buck anyhow. And if you don't believe me, come to my house and see the garage I built out of unsold "Watto" and "Captain Panaka" figures from Episode 1.

JEERS to me for buying even more leftover easter candy. But my god it was 75 PERCENT OFF. I bought 20 bags of jellybeans and some other stuff and it only came to 9 bucks. While I was there, two young guys were filling up their cart with candy and they kept turning to me and going "Dude it's 75 percent off!!!" And I had to smile, because I remembering being young and having a cartfull of candy. Ah those were better times. When I went to pay I told the checkout lady that I was going to distribute the candy to local homeless people and she gave me a look that said "i know that's a lie but i could care less anyhow." I like that checkout lady. She didn't judge me and my 15 pounds of jellybeans.

Best Times!

2005-04-02T10:45:00.000-08:00

2005-03-30T13:44:00.000-08:00

Look, I'm about as highbrow and classy as one can get, and yet I am still pleased by the little things in life that remind me of my humble and almost-recent past as teenage male. Those things include (but are not limited to) flipping the bird, things that sound dirty but are not, bare asses on network TV, and little gamelets where you have to hide (living) women in your room.

My man JonasSalkJr's roommate worked on this game and it's got an easter egg thing that involves superfine ladies wearing bikinis. Not unlike an episode of Benny Hill.

http://www.shockwave.com/sw/content/hidethehotties

Cheevers: And?
JonasSalkJr: You can make them wear bikinis.
Cheevers: So I can do that with Scott Baio Zapped powers. Stop bolding.
JonasSalkJr: This is real life. You can't just wish bikinis. Type T-A-G in the title screen of the game and you get the bikini womenz. Dawg.
Cheevers: I love you.
JonasSalkJr: Shh don't speak.

Once Again Here We Go

2005-03-30T12:52:00.000-08:00

I just noticed that someone chimed in about the bear warning sign, saying it should maybe read "Stop bear attack, you prick."

While I like that, I came up with one I like a bit better.

Really gets the point across, don't you think?

It's Time To Settle This

2005-03-30T11:01:00.000-08:00

Okay listen up, because this is the LAST time I go through this.

Little Dot:

Little Lotta:

Little Audrey:

If you still don't get it, then I think you're beyond my help.

Shine sweet Fanta, shine your light on me.

2005-03-29T13:23:00.000-08:00

Today I accidentally discovered a machine that sells grape soda at my place of work. It is only about 75 steps from my office and for that I am thankful. In addition to being a cheap, stupid candy-tweaker, I am also lazy. This means I don't like to go too far for soda.

Don't Judge Me, Grocery Store Lady

2005-03-28T11:26:00.000-08:00

Everyone knows that the day after Easter is the greatest day of the year, because that's when the Easter candy goes on sale for half price. This being the case, I went to my local grocertorium and picked up a bunch of half priced candy. I won't say how much I spent but let me say that if I paid full price I'd have spent 60 bucks. If there's any mathmagicians out there who want to run the numbers on that, be my guest.

When I took my candy to the register, the lady who rang me up looked at me like maybe there was something wrong me because all I was buying was candy (and a can of beef and barley soup). I thought she was going to say something about all my candy, but instead she just kept running my items over the scanner (that sounds dirty but you know what I mean).

I could tell that the checkout lady found it quite odd that a man could buy so much candy. I guess I'm just a freak because I want 10 pounds of jelly beans and 5 pounds of chocolate eggs, etc. Well this will not stand. I will not be judged simply because I'm cheap and because I love candy. It's unfair and not right. Who is she to judge me. I have rights and I will not allow the 90 year old checkout lady to make me feel bad because I eat more candy in one day than most people eat in a month, etc.

I almost said that to the lady who worked there but instead I just gathered up my bags and said i'd be back when the candy was 75 percent off.

A man must keep his dignity.

Then when I got back to the car I ate 3 of those cream eggs and an assload of jelly beans.

Damn they're good.

Name This Golf Related Mascot

2005-03-28T08:12:00.000-08:00

Hey internet chums, here's fun!

Chime in with your name for this golf ball man.

The person who comes up with the best name gets absolutely nothing.

Except maybe I'll post the pic again with the name on top of it, if I'm not too lazy.

I'll get things rolling with my submission:

"Golfy McPutt Putt"

I also like "J.J. McGolfington III."

Sounds a bit snooty but I think it works, because that golf ball man is very classy.

The Anonymous Poster Has a Good Point

2005-03-25T16:35:00.000-08:00

Someone posted to say that a comma would do wonders for the "Stop Bear Attack" sign.

I'm included to agree, so here ya go:

Really does make a difference.

No One's Falling For It, Jerk

2005-03-25T12:15:00.000-08:00

That bear is so totally fake. Someone wants to impress ladies by telling them he was almost attacked by a bear.

My question is why put personal pictures of yourself on the internet when people like me live for stumbling across such things and then laughing at them.

Also I found this. And the wonderful thing is that it's real.

Topical McSunshine

2005-03-24T08:44:00.000-08:00

The life and times of Pat O'Brien have made me laugh a few times this week. And this is good too. Up to a point.

CS Lewis

2005-03-23T13:27:00.000-08:00

Hey C*******ers!

If you have Powers Boothe's name tattooed in Monotype Corsiva on your neck like I do, you've probably been watching HBO's educational program called Deadwood for the past season and a half. The show is about cowboys who live in a muddy town with horsies and mustaches. The cowboys do not like to wash and they tend to cuss a lot.

For many, the amount of cussing on Deadwood has become a nice topic of dinner conversation - as cussing is part of the fabric of the modern and popular American family. Anyway, some people have gone a step beyond and put science (or math maybe) into the equation and come up with some wonderful findings about the number of F-bombs and C*******ers per episode of Deadwood.

http://thewvsr.com/deadwood.htm
**NB: This site could be considered NSFW if you are blind and have one of those things that reads websites to you.

Totally Fine Art

2005-03-17T15:01:00.000-08:00

Puff Daddy - 2001.

What is the subject matter?
Sean Combs getting indicted

What do you see?
Sean Combs getting indicted while moving his hand.

Objects you can name?
Sean Combs, microphone, hand, mustache.

How is the subject matter being presented to the viewer?
Sean Combs looks like he got hit in the face with a shovel.

2005-03-16T19:32:00.000-08:00

NCAA brackets are really for people who own more than 6 baseball caps.

In Praise of L'il Lando

2005-03-11T10:48:00.000-08:00

Even Lando Calrissian was a kid once.

How YOU doin, CHEWbacca?

A service to mankind.

2005-03-10T13:36:00.000-08:00

Championship Ben* made my day by giving me this pretty link:

http://blinkorama.blogspot.com/

Any site with Richard Kind on it is a friend of mine.

*Ben is in no way a championship, but it seems like people should have nicknames when you mention them on a blogthing.

That's Young Lady Justice to you and I.

2005-03-08T14:24:00.001-08:00

I cannot claim to know the trials and tribulations of America's fiery Latina vigilante lawyers, but I suspect a bit of cinema like this does not do much for their cause. If they have a cause.

Also, Tito Puente, Jr. is in this movie.

And a Yakuza assassin, which is something i do know about.

Post Office Hijinks

2005-03-07T15:33:00.000-08:00

So today I went to the post office to mail some crap. By total coincidence I had on the postal sweater I got at a thrift shop several years ago. I put it on without even thinking about it.

When I got to the front of the line, the lady at the counter looked at me curiously. She asked which post office I worked for. I said none, that I got the sweater at a thrift store, etc.

She looked at me with suspicion and we had the following conversation:

Post Office Lady: Um, I don't think you're supposed to be wearing that.

Me: I don't think it's a big deal, it's not like I go around stealing mail or anything.

Post Office Lady: But technically you're impersonating a postal worker and that's against the law. Maybe you shouldn't wear that sweater anymore sir. You could get in pretty serious trouble.

Me: Right, okay. Food for thought. Now can I please send this package media mail?

And that was it. She seemed very concerned for me. And she has my name and address, because it's on the package I mailed. So she can tell the post office cops where to find me. I guess what I'm saying is that if this ends up being my last post here- you'll know the reason why.

alo luv

2005-03-03T21:56:00.000-08:00

Hey Michael Caine, I hear the ladies go ga-ga for giant old man glasses.

Now that's what I'm talking about, Michael Caine.

fun with hulk

2005-02-26T11:49:00.000-08:00

I think these screenshots prove that captions aren't just for deaf people anymore.

They're also for laughing at Bill Bixby.

I recommend everyone run out and rent the 2 hour pilot for the incredible hulk.

It contains not only mock chinese accents but also many wonderful scenes of people being thrown through the air and cars being flipped over.

You go, hulk!

lack of memory

2005-02-26T10:24:00.000-08:00

This morning I was dropping off my broken monitor at the recycling center, when I noticed a creepy looking guy poking through the pile of discarded electronic crap (a.k.a. "e-crap"). The stuff in the pile wasn't too tantalizing, unless you're looking for 6 year old computers, bags of those giant floppy discs from the 80's, broken joysticks, etc.

In any case, the creepy guy was scrutinizing the pile and when he saw me put down my monitor, he walked over and said "any memory in that?"

I said "um it's a monitor and they don't have memory" in a way that I hoped didn't sound too smart alecky. He said "oh right" and then returned to picking through the pile as I dropped off the rest of my recycle stuff.

As I was leaving I saw the guy pick up a computer that looked like it was maybe from 1995, i.e. frickin' huge. A few seconds later I saw him walk over to a dirt bike, the kind a 12 year old might ride. He hopped on, still holding the giant computer and rode off. If you've never seen a 30ish year old man riding a child's bike and carrying a giant computer- you don't know what you're missing.

I guess the moral to this story is, you never know who you're going to meet at the recycling center.

Or what kind of bike they ride.

i've seen you in my dreams

2005-02-23T11:55:00.000-08:00

No matter where I go, scary giant hamburger is not far behind.

One day he will catch me, this I know.

But I'll be damned if I stop running.

i know what i said but

2005-02-22T17:14:00.000-08:00

Grig, looks like you finally got you finally got your Death Blossom*.

*delivers only one massive volley at close range...theoretically.

or this.

2005-02-22T16:23:00.000-08:00

I noticed that the last two posts had maybe a little too much to do with Star Wars for fishwallet's own good. There's nothing wrong with Star Wars and the like, it's just that people might suddenly start saying that Cheevers is one of those people who really likes sci-fi and wears a black overcoat and drinks from a figural mug of Dianoga. And that's just not me. Just wanted to clear the air there.

In other news, I only missed my deadline by 15 45 minutes at work today. I think people are going to start noticing me now because of this.

Plus, nobody I know got killed in South Central LA. Today was a good day.

niles i am your father

2005-02-22T10:18:00.000-08:00

I don't remember where I got this.

I don't remember who created it.

I don't know why it was made.

But I do know that it's the MOST BRILLIANT THING SINCE TIME BEGAN.

This I know for a fact.

It's still a trap and always will be a trap, my friend.

2005-02-19T16:38:00.000-08:00

It's kind of like when you go to your ten-year high school reunion and a lot of people have become meth addicts and it's funny because it kind of looks like they died and that's ok because you didn't like them all that much . Well the thing is, I like Admiral Akbar. I've never wished ill on him and I don't think he's ever done anything to deserve such a harsh fate. The years have not been kind and I wish we had the type of relationship where he could reach out and say "Hey, I think I need some help."

But he's too proud or something.

cheers and jeers

2005-02-18T17:21:00.000-08:00

CHEERS to the title of this book:

JEERS to the fact that it's about a kid with a brain tumor.

And more JEERS to the fact that I couldn't find a bigger picture.

Godspeed, hug machine.

So then.

2005-02-18T16:23:00.000-08:00

I can't really read Jimblejub but I'm pretty sure it says "TALCUM POWDER ATTACK GET!" Seems like they have a grasp on what really matters in a story. And I am not talking about sailor shirts with pink stripes. I'm talking WOUNDS and ACTION.

Though I maintain that Groo the Wanderer is a better value for your dollar.

Oh, also, some loudmouth wanted to see less ironic, more personal posts here.

That's why I mentioned Groo.

beautiful either way

2005-02-17T19:29:00.000-08:00

It's unclear to me whether or not the name of this band is "Bierzelt-Party" or "Hot Dogs."

I'm guessing it's "Hot Dogs" because I know that's original name of the Beatles.

According to a drunk guy I met at a bar one time.

Also

2005-02-17T16:24:00.000-08:00

earlier today I got a spam and the subject line was as follows:

"Beautiful Psrotitute hrony and wants you"

All I can say is that if you can't spell "prostitute" OR "horny," then there's very little chance I'll be utilizing your services.

I demand the best from the company that supplies my horny prostitutes.

well it was funny to me

2005-02-17T10:15:00.000-08:00

i checked out some spam just now because the subject was so honest and open. and apparently composed by an 90 year old man or someone who is 8.

"Subject: Porno Sex Pictures"

stuff that looks like stuff

2005-02-16T16:39:00.000-08:00

I have to say that normally I could care less about industrial machinery.

Unless it just happens to accidentally resemble a robot.

In which case I'm suddenly enthralled.

Observe:

(the) Bent out of shape.

2005-02-16T10:15:00.000-08:00

I don't go to the itunes store all that much, but when I do, it's usually just to find the name of a song so I can go get it for a lot less money on Acquisition. That said, I've been having a lot of problems recently with two word band names that start with "The". I'm one of the biggest fans of the definite article you'll ever meet, but that doesn't mean I like to see its Stiller-like over-saturation.

Now I'm not going to pick on anyone's music - that would be unkind - I'd just like people to spend a little more time selecting their band names. "The Awesome", "The Matter", "The Sinister", and "The Adjustment" are all really bad things to be named. They represent a failure in your art, your concept and your brand. Names like that suggest a total lack of creativity. Somewhat like going into Urban Outfitters for a vintage tee.

With that in mind, if you named your band "The Vintage Tees" I might laugh and then steal your song online out of respect.

oh no they didn't

2005-02-15T12:34:00.000-08:00

Oh yes they did.

They created a pie in the shape of a pig.

I'm a little surprised at this, frankly.

I had no idea we'd made these kind of advancements in pig pie baking techniques.

Makes you wonder what else is going on out there.

kill it. please kill it.

2005-02-14T22:24:00.000-08:00

I was at costco today buying 60 rolls of toilet paper when I saw something i never thought i'd ever see- a baby with a mustache. My first thought was to grab my 10 pound box of honey nut cheerios and start swinging at the mustache baby, but i ended up just staring at it, because it was just so mesmerizing to see a baby with a mustache.

okay, this baby's mustache wasn't magnum p.i. thick, I'll admit it. but mark my words- it was a mustache. on a baby. at costco.

Sadly I didn't have my camera with me so I could take a picture of the mustache baby. But I did find a couple of pictures online that generally approximate what such a baby would look like. I just hope this isn't the beginning of the end, because even though i never actually read it, i'm sure there's something in the bible about the coming of the mustachioed babies equaling the end of all life as we know it.

and then...

2005-02-14T19:18:00.000-08:00

So "my friend" IMs me with this all-important news about his invention. Dinner Waffles.

The idea is simple. You put chili on waffles.

Like so:

That's really chili to the right of waffles, but there is no picture of chili riding a waffle. Also, I didn't bother to look for one - I just bet that would be a hard photo to find. Anyway, "my friend" reckons that they'd be really good if he could get his hands on some sour dough waffles. I don't know where you'd find those things either.

Development.

2005-02-14T17:03:00.000-08:00

I have a friend - let's call him "my friend" - and he's invented a new food thing that will blow your socks off. or knock or whatever. maybe it will blow your feet off. i don't know how that stuff works. i never took science in college.

so "my friend" invented DINNER WAFFLES and he's as proud as proud can be.

more later. i promise.

you will respect the wizard

2005-02-13T14:50:00.000-08:00

The hat is impressive.

But the true power is in the mustache.

Either way: RESPECT THE WIZARD.

the beauty that is the glass clown

2005-02-12T21:31:00.000-08:00

So so so many wonderful glass clowns.

astronaut vs. mutant space ape

2005-02-10T10:42:00.000-08:00

I am going to sue the artist who went into my dreams and stole this image.

I just don't understand why they made the space ape the bad guy.

He's just doing what he does.

you win

2005-02-08T19:23:00.000-08:00

here are two games where you need to propel people through time and space.

Dropkick The Faint

Cheerleader throwy gamelet.
(honestly, i only liked the bit with the scoreboard)

more of the same

2005-02-07T13:18:00.000-08:00

just trying to make my voice heard.

dress for suxor

2005-02-06T18:58:00.000-08:00

I'm not going to pass judgement on any of these nice t-shirts, but i would like to make a suggestion to the designers: a lot of your shirts could benefit from the presence of the word "awesome".

See?

per nobody's request

2005-02-05T13:47:00.000-08:00

1 (one) picture of Charles Napier.

1 (one) link to some ebay thing about stuff.

efficiency

2005-02-03T11:56:00.000-08:00

This is offensive to asians, babies and snowmen, all at the same time.

Sigh, Cookie Robot, Sigh

2005-02-02T02:31:00.000-08:00

I guess if i had the wherewithal for a project like this i'd still be a little reluctant about going ahead with it. it's not like cookie robots just appear on your door step in a basket with a note pinned to them that says "i am only 15 and i like to go to raves and watch gilmore girl and whatnot. therefore i am too young to take care of this cookie robot could you please look after it for me". you've gotta put effort into something like this. and that is something i don't have.

cookie robot

You can't keep a good man down. But please try.

2005-01-31T19:48:00.000-08:00

hi this my first post on this computer machine log business. I promised myself two things:

1) that i would not cry

2) that i would not start the first post with "is this thing on?"

anyway, how can you stay mad at anthony anderson? you can't.