Month: March 2009

I have an add-on for Firefox called Stumbleupon. You make an account (free), tell it what your interests are, install the toolbar and once you’ve restarted Firefox, you click the “Stumble!” button and it will send you to a random website based on your interests. I highly suggest it to anyone who has an interest in anything.

Now and then, i come across some tepid attempt at mediocrity trying to pass itself off as ‘art’. In reality it’s usually someone who indulges in what can be described, at best, as masturbatory, flat, poorly composed and incomplete illustrations. Some of it is manga based images, some of it tries very hard to be ‘edgy art’ that is the direct result of someone who thinks because they can draw in some sort of ephemeral style in a notebook, they all of a sudden have artistic license.
Continue reading “and now, a moment of schadenfreude”

On Facebook, i commented that i will not shop at Wal Mart, under any circumstance. A former co-worker, also tech savvy, commented that if i limited my choices to buying things not made in China, i wouldn’t have much to choose from.

And he’s correct. But it got me thinking- how is it that i rationalize buying some things from China from somewhere like Newegg but i treat companies like Wal Mart as a metastasized cancer tumor [which, by the way, they are] ?
Continue reading “why i won’t shop at China Mart”

This goes out to the three hyenas that were a paltry 12 feet away from my girlfriend and me as we tried enjoying some coffee and reading time at the Borders in Gresham this Saturday.

Dear ladies, i just wanted to let you know how much i appreciated having my ability to read and the conversations i tried having with my girlfriend interrupted by your absolutely insane, banal, DSM-IV quality fundamentalist ramblings. Yes, i’m genuinely sorry that you know someone who is having a drinking problem, but i want to gently contradict your analysis that the cause is, as you put it, “Satan, who hates all souls” forcing him to drink. I’d like to offer another, more plausible, explanation.
Continue reading “to the three yammering fundies at the borders”