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In Search of a Quote
Disclaimer: this text is probably NSFW.
Among the many imaginary friends I wish I had, one woke me up this morn when I was trying to locate something I hadn't searched for in a while.
"What are you looking at," he asked.
"The exact location of a famous quote," I said.
"Why," he (or was it she) asked.
"Because I'm tired of it being misquoted and I'm also tired of Believers and nutjob Deists thinking it's their ammunition."
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Sharks, Barracudas and Banks
The other day during a somewhat intensified news scan to try and understand the 2012 JPMorgan bank scandal, I got to thinking about sharks and barracudas. This was aided when I happened across an article about a German women that was attacked by a shark while on vacation in Florida. Although it seems she will survive the attack, she has lost a large amount of flesh and tissue of the lower part of one of her legs and it will probably end up being amputated. …
They Really Suck, They Really Do Suck
Some might consider it privilege, others elitism. But it's also torture. Since 2010 we are a Apple household. And I want to say upfront: this was not my choice. My better-half has completely fallen over the iPad edge and is now a total "post-pc" user. That is, she doesn't use a personal computer anymore. And that's fine. I don't mind being system administrator for her tablet. …
The Price of Nothingness?
Funny how so much gets lost in translation. Like reality. Every time I think that something can no longer happen to make me shake my head at Eurowasteland, something happens. Recent electoral event in France should be making the whole world shake it's head, especially the Eurowastelanders. Of course, I'm not talking about head-shaking at the election itself. I mean, the former president was specifically proposing the same shit the new president will try to implement. …
Losing Touch With Your Inner National Socialist
Potential Subtitle: Will MILFs save Eurowasteland?
Disclaimer: I never quite finished this post. Part 2 was an attempt to finish it. Oh well. Sometimes, as hard as I fight to maintain them, idears just don't cut it and I have to let them go. This post is the result of not letting them go.
Prelude: There is an urge deep inside me to attempt, however frivolously, to rename Europe. …
