So Barack was on the idiot box this morning, doing what all of our wonderful candidates do; namely spewing a line of mind numbing drivel (my bullshit filters have been on lately so all I hear is a mumbling similar to the voices of the grown ups in Charlie Brown special but with more drooling). Don’t get me wrong, as US political candidates go, I would not want to see Mr. Obama ground up alive and mixed with savory pork fat and secret spices (and fugu toxins) and made into a huge sausage to be served to the families of rich Republicans, but I just wish we could have an election with a decent candidate instead of the typical ‘Who-is-the-least-corrupt-prolapsed-rec tum’ array of conniving, rich, lobbyist toadie assbags who would sell your soul to the Wal*Mart board for a Post It to write down the address of your mother so they could drive over later in their Hummer and beat her with the stack of bills that her Medicare didn’t cover. (more…)
Church of Hell
The sand in the swimtrunks of life.
The Fluffers of the Apocalypse
January 28th, 2008
Most people are aware of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, whose arrival, filled with Death, War, Famine and, er, that other thing, announce the End Times. What they may not know is that, much like a stand up comedy club, you don’t send your headliner out before the lesser known opening acts. There are, in fact, a vast and sundry horde of less dire omens that signal the coming of the coming of the End. I like to call them the Fluffers of the Apocalypse and I have begun to see them. (more…)
Xbox Live needs remote soap-to-mouth application
January 31st, 2008
I borrowed Call of Duty 4 from a friend of mine the other day and started playing the Solo campaign. It’s a very beautiful and enjoyable game. Eventually I tried the online, multi-player mode. 16 minutes later I was ready to purchase the game, new, for what is about half the annual wages of your average Kyrgyzstanian. This is odd since lately I’ve not been a very big fan of online shoot-em-ups. I love World of Warcraft and back in the day I was a huge Unreal fan, but they’ve done something to the modern shooter that makes it almost impossible to enjoy as a post-30 year old. They invited children to play. (more…)