Yeah, yeah, running late again already. Piss off.
My order from unamerican.com arrived. I now own a “Jesus Hates Me” T-shirt, and a “Fuck Decaf” mug, along with a few badges and stickers. Result!
Yeah, yeah, running late again already. Piss off.
My order from unamerican.com arrived. I now own a “Jesus Hates Me” T-shirt, and a “Fuck Decaf” mug, along with a few badges and stickers. Result!
“Any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic.” I read this site and started wondering if the entire virgin birth business wasn’t one of these nutters getting their hands on a time machine…
There are some things that just make me sick. Bad enough that some bunch of fuckers make child porn, but does it really need to be broadcast on the news? I think not.
Four times in two days. It’ll be months before I update this thing again, y’know. Anyway, after some friends of mine took me to task in a worryingly serious and earnest manner a few weeks back, concerned at how they don’t see any evidence of certain sides of my personality in anything I do these days, I thought I’d better flag this up. The current entry at forgotten.org was written by me. I do have romance in my soul. It’s just well hidden. Now stop bothering me about it.
So, my little brother is over visiting this evening, and I’m showing him loads of neat webstuff, like blogger. He’s just registered his own domain domain name automaticsmile.com, and he’s looking for things he can do with it. If you’ve any suggestions for him, drop me a mail.
Twice in as many days. Gosh.
Today’s topic: Models for the future. No, not the clothes kind. Pay attention at the back there.
1) Problem: Art should be free, but artists need to make a living. Solution: Open Culture, an alternative method of paying for art. If this takes off, it could be very interesting indeed. Sadly, I don’t think it will, somehow. It requires a greater degree of altruism than most people possess.
2) Localisation. It’s good for you. Apparently. I’m still trying to digest this one, to be honest. I haven’t got to the opinion-having stage. If I make my mind up, I’ll try and remember to say something here.
Remember, children: when people are mad, the best cure is to get some desperate old fraud to sit in a room with them and quietly piss himself.
Today appears to be weird/evil sex day.Necrophiliacs come out of the coffin. These people aren’t evil, just extremely strange.
ACLU defends NAMBLA. Am I the only one who thinks that this is fucked in the head? “NAMBLA representatives have said they believe boys as young as 8 are capable of deciding for themselves whether to have consensual sex with an older man.” Like fuck they are. These are fucking kids. They’re just about capable of working out which shiny piece of plastic they want for Christmas, never mind if they’d like to let some old pervert near their arses.