Saturday, March 27, 2010

FUCK ANCESTRY.COM

Why the fuck must Ancestry.com be THE ONLY GOD DAMNED MOTHER FUCKERS IN THE WORLD to have any compiled census records? I'm sick of looking for free online records information and having every god damned thing link to Ancestry.com. They are a bunch of greedy cunts. They charge WAY too much for information that should be available FREE or nearly free and provided by the government who obtained the information in the first fucking place. FUCK.

WE ARE LIVE!

Just thought you should know. This mofo is live. Search engines can find us and we can be linked to by blogger.com. GET IT ON!!

Homeland Security Alert! Propane purchased!

Got my propane tank filled. Ready to grill. I had to fill out a form at Clifford Fuel before they could fill the tank. Had to put my name and address down... in case I blow something up. And they took down my license plate in case I stole the credit card. That's trrble.

Attention Walmart Shoppers...

I'm standing in line @ Walmart and there's two women with 6 transactions each holding up the line. Also, the cashier seems to have veins filled with tar.

Thanks for nothing, The Jetsons!

Where the hell is my robot and self-cleaning house?! It is now 2010. We should have this shit and I should be sitting pretty right about now. Hanna-Barbara is lying assholes.

Friday, March 26, 2010

I forgot a few things that are burning me up.

Stay away from Joey's on Mohawk Street They apparently do not know how to thoroughly cook chicken. Upon having this fact pointed out to them (politely, even self-effacedly) they cooked it for a bit longer and it came out hotter, but still tough and most definitely still NOT cooked. Chicken should never be pink. NEVER.

My fat ass cat just came out of the closet. Literally. Asshole.

I hate stuff in my house, but I cannot seem to bring myself to part with it. What the fuck.

Big things happening. Somewhere. Not here.

Welcome to Our Non-Followers

Welcome indeed--

You are dubbed non-followers as of yet because, well, you do not exist. This may be for a number of reasons, none I can hold you personally accountable for (yet), but primarily it is because we have yet to launch on any sort of public scale. MScottW and I have been talking about putting together a blog of this nature for a long time now. After half a decade (yeah, I word it that way to make it seem a more...immense...yes, immense span of time) of discussion, argument, shouting, steel cage mayhem and random, malicious skulduggery, we are finally giving it a real go here. (Everything you just read is still tentative--it must await real approval from my cohort before we really "launch," if you will.) Nevertheless, I intend to leave this post until it is as solidified as the rock of ages so that you might see how humble our angry beginnings were.

Now that you've come to see (from these test posts we've got here) that I am the...windier, more cordial, less foul-mouthed, and just generally less direct one of the current contributors, I hope you can forgive my roundaboutedness and accept that, like MScottW, I plan to tear the orifice of things that drive me mad, of which there are approximately 1,537,693,234.05 (the half is the Justin Timberlake/Timberland powerhouse; honestly, their stuff is so infectious that I have a hard time hating it outright. That's not to say I don't hold a special, withering place in my bowels for it). This blog is slated to become the space where I do said ripping, and attempt to keep that ripping as direct as I can. I promise nothing--only that my anger often diminishes my verbosity.

So read on, fellow hater. Hate as hard as you can; hate everything, even at the expense of your public image. We sure will.

-j

Perhaps this will work

Maybe I will stick with this if I can get some backup. BTW: Smithwick's and blogging is a great way to spend a Friday night after having a shitty dinner at a shit hole restaurant in the ghetto. Damn chicken wasn't fucking cooked. It was probably fucked though. I did get chicken alfredo, so... EWW!

Welcome to the place where nothing of interest happens.

I'm just trying this out to see if it's easier than trying to create my own website again and get some roadrunner webspace. Thoughts? Meh. and Meh.