Sloshed In Translation

Once in a while ( a great while ) I will receive an email due to something I’ve babbled about on one of my sites.  Once in an ever greater while, it won’t be hate mail.  I know, scary thought right?  Alas, I actually received a very serious email not two days ago, which I actually waited a day to respond as I couldn’t figure out if the person was genuinely asking for my advice or if it was just bait.  Well, it turns out that it wasn’t a troll after all! Continue Reading…

-Finish a book and/or story
-Less things that are bad for my health (mostly because of the financial burden, admittedly)

Now, for some 2009/00s-wrap-up-crapola.

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Work and life have me a bit out of free time at the moment, so I would just like to say the following;

• You notice the site never got “hacked”.
• I’ve recieved no calls from e-lawyers.
• The juggalos finally got a clue it seems… which amazes me.
• Fuck Georgia weather.
• And the following TV advertisement screams; “Need practice giving hand jobs?!  WE HAVE A SOLUTION!”

I have an article in the makings about feminism and World of Warcraft.

…I might make an example of some of the comments I’ve recieved over the last month… depending on how interested I am when I decided to do so.

That is all.

 Well I was going to continue playing with Jared but in all honesty this has become a bit stale. It’s basically turned in to a back and forth of me writing, him calling me sir and trying to convince me how much he doesn’t care. Also threatening to sue me… which, well, he can’t. Damn that whole information obtained within the limitations of public domain… As most of my rantings are, this entire thing has been a satire ( Don’t get me wrong, I think the moral majority of those that claim “Juggalo” are completely worthless… like asshole on elbow worthless ), but like all satires do, this one has run its course. Which sucks of course, because now I have to find a new group of targets to play with. Awe, sad face.  Continue Reading…

The best part of waking up, is trailer trash in your… err… voice mail.  Being that I’m at the office right now, not really going to comment much further than;

• You’ve left a total of 5 messages, put down the pipe and pick up a book kiddo.
• Might want to think about suing Google first.
• I like turtles.

….Jesus Christ I need some coffee… way too early for this shit.

When I started the previous weeks games with the “I’m so thug my Mom buys my socks for me” kids there was one that has been piping up in their cute little chat room acting “Hard”.  The problem I had with playing with him is that he’s 15 years old… and generally speaking I *TRY* to leave the pre-pubescent alone.  So in this case you are going to notice I go just a LITTLE bit easier on the child…  Don’t want to over-step legal boundaries, so on, so forth. Continue Reading…

Yeah yeah, better late than never.  Though technically speaking, the passing of 396 days equating to “a new year” is a slightly flawed idea to begin with as time ( in a philosophical sense ) started the day you ( personally ) were born.   Ah yes, New Years, a magical time of year for people to lie to themselves promising grand ideas they never seem to follow through… The whole resolution idea hasn’t ever made too much sense to me.  “I treated my body like shit all year! But this is a new year!  I’ll do better this time!”  Yeah, that’s sane.  Here’s an idea;  Did you live through last year?  Well, I’d say that’s a pretty damn good accomplishment, why not try to repeat that?  ( Or don’t, the lot of humanity annoys me to begin with so one less knuckle dragging ass-fuck will only improve my chances of avoiding homicide this year )… anyways.   Happy New Year.  Nothing will change here… well, some things will… as I just figured something out this evening! Continue Reading…