I’m Not Dead

I’m just freaking tired. Does a man’s existence diminish when he isn’t online? There’s one of those weird postmodern questions for you to chew on.

The next month will be spent playing Call of Duty 4. There’s some product endorsement for you all.

Monday Evening Punk Rock

Here’s Husker Du playing “New Day Rising.” Michele from FTTW described this particular song as being “like fifty hits of speed shoved into your veins with a needle that’s been dipped in pure adrenaline.” I couldn’t put it better myself. Obviously, this is not for everyone. Then again, for the most part I don’t even know what most of my (plus or minus) five readers actually listen to, so I have no clue if I’m catering to anyone’s tastes or not. Click if you’re curious.

Dear Rebecca,

I thought you were mad at me after the terse response to a comment you made a while back on one of my shamelessly lifted Isla Vista posts. My reason? For a while there were no interesting reports from the land of the Barbarians, although I will admit that I hadn’t checked the paper for some time. Sure, I know it was the beginning of summer and they were starting to move out for a few months, but as a blogger the world revolves around me and I took it as some sort of retribution. I’d like to personally thank you, then, for this week’s gem:

A college student apprehended for obstructing law enforcement and public intoxication may also be held responsible for the financial expenditures incurred during his “unilateral decision to leap off a cliff” while trying to escape arrest in Isla Vista.

[…]

The subject’s 20-foot fall was slowed by the fact that his flip-flop became entangled in ice plant during his decent. Following contact with a rock outcropping, where he landed, the man lay unconscious for 15 seconds until he stirred awake. Despite suffering an arm fracture and a bruised lung, the young man got up and took off until captured on a stairwell leading up from the beach.

As a virtual shut-in, I need all the entertainment I can get, so thanks for brightening up my day. I’m still not willing to give up my super secret identity, though, because I’m totally paranoid.

Yours,

P-brick

See, It’s Okay for Me

I have no real responsibilities. Seriously, though, this is a bit messed up:  

Addiction to the Internet and the online version of the fantasy role-playing game “Dungeons & Dragons” is what led a Reno couple to nearly starve to death their young children, authorities said.

This is precisely why I don’t have kids.* It would cut into my gaming time.

*Okay, so the real reason is that no one will sleep with me, but that doesn’t make for any kind of story. At least not one that I find very funny.

via cruel.com 

My Enthusiasm for Bic Is on the Wane

After sending a Bic lighter through the laundry last week and finding that it still operated, I was quite pleased. Today, the same thing happened with Bic a pen, though, and while the pen still works my clothing looks a bit…I don’t know…avant-garde.

Yes, I’m fully aware that the whole thing was my stupid fault, just like the lighter incident, but I am no longer the unabashed Bic fan that I was a week ago.

Monday Afternoon Punk Rock

Yes, it’s only a damn Youtube clip. I’m still not quite ready to go back to updating this thing regularly, so you all will simply have to accept it. This song is just cool on so many levels, and nothing perks up a Monday for me like loud guitars and screaming Irishmen. Being out of school for the summer is great because I can now listen to music while working. I never could do that while reading or trying to write a paper. I originally found this over at Dennis the Peasant, a pretty good place to find the occasional musical clip (among other interesting things.) I knew about Stiff Little Fingers before this, but I had never heard this particular song. So click away if you’re into this sort of thing.

Seriously, the MPAA is Not That Strict

Online Dating

This rating was based on the use of the words “crap” (7 times,) “kill” (2 times) and “gun” (1 time.) You could find worse on children’s television.

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