The organization of any complex arrangement hinges on the interplay of seemingly haphazard individual events.

Tuesday, December 31, 2002

Thank You If the sun refused to shine I would still be lovin' you Mountains crumble to the sea There will still be you and me Little drops of rain Whisper of the pain Tears of loves lost in the days gone by If my love is strong Here there is no wrong Together we shall go until we die My, my Inspiration is what you are to me Inspiration, look see If the sun refused to shine I would still be lovin' you Mountains crumble to the sea There will still be you and me

Saturday, December 28, 2002

I have a new site going up within a week or so totally unrelated to this one.

Friday, December 27, 2002

Children find porn picture in Barney song book "The photo, which ran under the words Wilder Sex, was in a Sing-Along Songs Barney book a couple bought for their children, aged four and seven. It showed a man and woman in a naked embrace. he children found the photo when a plastic panel fell off the book, Arnold said. Along with the English-language Wilder Sex, she said the page included other adult movie reviews, written in German, that were rated with pairs of lips instead of the more common stars."

Thursday, December 26, 2002

(hehehe)

Your Baby Instruction Manual

Your baby is a delicate and easily damaged piece of equipment. Although babies are quite resilient to minor injuries, any permanent damage such as lost limbs or severe head trauma will greatly reduce the base value of your child as well as its future earning potential. BlackMarketBabies.com suggests you follow these safety guidelines until you baby is at least two and a half years old: -DO NOT leave you baby unattended around crocodiles, dingoes, anthills, wet cement, quicksand, or catapults. -Though babies quickly learn to walk and talk, driving is a skill which takes many years to master. Do not even permit your baby to just steer. This is especially important when your baby has been drinking. Feeding: Babies should never be given any sort of alcoholic beverage unless they�ve been crying for a really long time. Unlike some pets, babies must be fed EVERY DAY. And never, NEVER feed your baby after midnight.

PORN

Consumption Junction, What's Your Dysfunction?

Wednesday, December 25, 2002

The red gun in my monitor died. Anyone know of a place in town that I can get it repaired?

Monday, December 23, 2002

The 101 Dumbest Moments in Business

75. Unilever subsidiary Lipton approves an ad in which a man standing in line for communion holds a bowl of onion dip, presumably to improve the taste of the body of Christ. Under protest, Lipton withdraws the ad.
Woman shot in chest but saved by silicone implants It was like bullet-proof boobies. A Brazilian woman, shot in crossfire between police and drug dealers, was saved by her silicone breast implants. Doctors said the silicone had slowed the bullet up enough to prevent it from causing her a serious injury. ... A plastic surgeon was called in to fix the damage and took the opportunity to increase the size of Mrs Soares' breasts with more silicone. She said: "I'm twice happy, first because my prosthesis saved my life and also because now I look even more beautiful."

Cute

"Last year, my wife and I gave photos to our parents of us, with a photoshopped silhouette of a baby on my wife's lap. Slapped a banner saying "coming July 2002" across the top. Printed 'em out and handed 'em to the folks on Christmas."

Thursday, December 19, 2002

bone

Vindictive Girl Post of the Day

Pepsi boots Britney, picks Beyonce First Justin Timberlake, then Pepsi. Britney's gettin' the boot. "The company's contract with Spears expires at the end of this year, and Casabona said there are no plans to renew it." HAhahaha. She was dumb anyway and promoted a bad image for young girls to follow.

Wednesday, December 18, 2002

THIS IS NO JOKE

Please click here and see if you can help. I'm going to do some sniffing around. I'm pissed.
"...but a man can't even stick so much as a single finger in his ass without people thinking he's a fag forever." I only wanted to put that quote up. That's all. You don't even have to read the article.
31337 h4x0r

Tuesday, December 17, 2002

My ass is full of cheese.

Saturday, December 14, 2002

Friday, December 13, 2002

Here is a birthday wishlist. I don't expect all of them, only hoping for some of them. To view my wish list, simply click on (or copy) this. Don't worry about buying a double for me, the software will tell you what items have already been purchased so that you can avoid being the tenth person to give me the same shirt.

Serial ATA

mmm..it's soo good.
Internet Explorer Proxy Free Login: test password: test Domain: lab

Thursday, December 12, 2002

Ya dig?

Wednesday, December 11, 2002

The Official Ninja Webpage:� REAL Ultimate Power!!!!

"Ninjas can kill anyone they want! Ninjas cut off heads ALL the time and don't even think twice about it. These guys are so crazy and awesome that they flip out ALL the time. I heard that there was this ninja who was eating at a diner. And when some dude dropped a spoon the ninja killed the whole town. My friend Mark said that he saw a ninja totally uppercut some kid just because the kid opened a window. And that's what I call REAL Ultimate Power!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! If you don't believe that ninjas have REAL Ultimate Power you better get a life right now or they will chop your head off!!! It's an easy choice, if you ask me. Ninjas are sooooooooooo sweet that I want to crap my pants. I can't believe it sometimes, but I feel it inside my heart. These guys are totally awesome and that's a fact. Ninjas are fast, smooth, cool, strong, powerful, and sweet. I can't wait to start yoga next year. I love ninjas with all of my body (including my pee pee)."

Patty Sue

Patty Sue just won't go away / Queen of lawsuits somewhere in S.F. For the uninitiated, a brief history. Patty McColm is San Francisco's most notorious vexatious litigant -- which is to say, suing others or threatening them with legal action has been her longtime stock in trade. She sued so many people in her neighborhood that real estate agents were required to prepare packets of disclosure information telling perspective buyers about the potential threat. One former neighbor told me once that he read stories about McColm in newspapers and simply couldn't believe them. So he bought an adjoining house and moved in. She tied up his remodeling permits and then filed a harassment suit claiming he was slamming a side door just to bother her. She got a restraining order against him, limiting the time he could open certain doors in his house. In the past two decades, McColm has sued the federal government, the state, the city, Bank of America, Kaiser, the old Emporium store owners, innumerable city workers, judges, private businesses, tenants, newspapers, television networks, small contractors, drivers and any host of unsuspecting, law-abiding citizens that somehow crossed her path. She failed the bar, and sued the state bar. She got bounced from a teaching job, and sued San Francisco State University. She sued to stop her teenage neighbors from playing basketball in their yard. She sued to stop a church from ringing its bells. She sued so often, her poor neighbors nicknamed her Patty Sue. The rest of her admirers called her the Witch of Westwood Park. She sued many of them, too. It may take some time before the state courts finally enforce their own ruling, which was to allow McColm to file lawsuits only with court permission. It seems like the judicial system has put up even less resistance to her than some of her former neighbors -- some of whom actually stopped trimming their trees because they knew the cops would be called on them.

Monday, December 09, 2002

Oh Oh I want this!

Ananova - Toddler attends court to deny speeding charge A mother took her toddler son to court after officials refused to accept they had made a mistake by charging him for speeding. Lawyers, court officials and police fell about laughing when 16-month-old Jay Mack appeared at Glasgow Sheriff Court and tried to climb into the sheriff's chair. His �208 speeding fine was immediately cancelled and court officers have launched an inquiry to discover how the case got so far.

Saturday, December 07, 2002

Play with her buttons.

Bigfoot Fake! (Duh)

The man behind �Bigfoot� dies - After his death, family confirms Ray Wallace�s role in long-debated hoax This is a 1977 still photo made from a 16mm film reportedly showing the legendary Bigfoot cavorting in northern California. The man who launched the "Bigfoot" legend has died, and family members say they can now reveal the truth: Ray L. Wallace was the Bigfoot in the movie.

Friday, December 06, 2002

Ananova

Ananova - Youngsters become ill watching Harry Potter film A cinema owner in Norway says he is fed up with children being sick when they watch Harry Potter And The Chamber Of Secrets. Young children are apparently finding the scene when Ron Weasley begins vomiting slugs too much. Stavanger cinema manager Gudrun Romsbotn says on average they have one child in every screening that becomes ill. "If the children have eaten popcorn or sweets when this scene is shown, they feel sick," he told Norwegian newspaper Verdens Gang. "It is not a particularly fun task for our employees to have to wash away the sick," he added.

Wednesday, December 04, 2002

Attempt #3

So everyone click here. It's a fuckin' java app now. Click on it you lazy pig-fuckers! Login: test Password: test Domain: lab (*sigh* I'll say the speel schpiel again) This application is running on my server not your PC. So the Internet Explorer you see in the window is actually on my server. I can't see what you do (without it asking you first) so have fun with it. If you find any security holes let me know. Also, you need to go into settings (the little button on the right) and go to firewall setting (the last tab) and make sure the "Use Alternate Address" box is checked before trying to connect.

Tuesday, December 03, 2002

And you think I'm geeky...

Maunakea, the first and original Exchange Server for the corporation, will be laid to rest on Tuesday, December 3, 2002. According to the configuration of the server, Maunakea was brought up on 7/22/97, which was almost 10 months before I arrived on the scene. The server has seen us through the migration from MS Mail, and at one time held over 3,000 mailboxes. She was there to welcome Vulcano, BREXCH01, MRIEXCH01, MCHEXCH01, and TIEXCH01 as comrades in arms, to ring in the 21st Century, and served as the original connector between the MRI and MGM Exchange organizations, at the time the two corporations joined together. Some of you may remember when we almost lost her a couple of years ago. Thankfully, I was able to revive her, and she's given several more years of dedicated service. I was hoping she would be present to see at least the beginning of the migration to Exchange 2000, but alas, it was not meant to be. There will be a short wake commemorating the event (Kleenex will be provided) on 12/3/02 at 9:30 a.m. in Susan's cube to mark the occasion. Flowers, eulogies, and/or other tokens of condolence will be accepted. Susan Conkey Exchange Administrator MGM MIRAGE
PORN

$%&! I have to do it AGAIN!!!!

Microsoft has decided to restructure its certification offerings for Windows .NET Server 2003. The changes encompass upgrade exams and a retooling of the way that the MCSE and MCSA credentials tie together. A .NET Server-related FAQ posted on the Microsoft Web site Dec. 2 states that full details about the certification tracks will be available in early 2003. But it does reveal some clues about what is to come. Microsoft has decided to back away from the mix-and-match strategy it first announced in January (see "Windows .NET Exams in Pipeline," Jan. 23, 2002, http://mcpmag.com/news/article.asp?EditorialsID=452). At that time, the company said candidates could take both Windows 2000 and .NET exams toward the MCSE or MCSA titles. Now, the certification group has decided to eliminate that and simply offer upgrade exams for those holding Win2K credentials. According to Dan Truax, Director of Microsoft Certification Business & Product Strategy, "Now, if you're an MCSA on Windows 2000, when we release the .NET track, you'll likely take one exam, assuming your elective carries over. For MCSE, again assuming your electives carry over and still count, you will probably take one or two exams at most." Truax said that unlike 70-240, the four-hour accelerated exam for moving to the Win2K MCSE, these tests will be about the same length as the regular exams. "Our plan right now is to make them as close to a normal exam time as possible, which is why you need to be at that credential level on Win2K -- because they build on that knowledge." At the same time, he said, "The reason we're able to do the upgrade exams is because there's still a lot of similarities [between Win2K and .NET]."
One day when I'm rich, I'll get this.
Microsoft Linux - the premier linux distro

Monday, December 02, 2002

Friday, November 29, 2002

Wanna look at porn while at work?

Download and Install this. Then go here. Login: test Password: test Domain: Lab Click on the IE icon. It should open up a web browser and point you to MSN. This browser window is actually running on my server. What does that mean? It means it doesn't go through any proxies and your company can't see it. I can do this with many applications. If you can think of any good ones I should put out there let me know. I'll add them right next to the IE icon.
WOW

What the devil? A monkey?

My dad found this on the beach. Let's play "Identify the dead thing". I vote monkey or ugly hairy child.
Colgate - keeping your teeth white even when you're dead on the beach somewhere.

Tuesday, November 26, 2002

ScientificAmerican.com: Throwing Einstein for a Loop

This article from ScientificAmerican.com has been sent to you by Tripps@yummynuggets.com. ------------------------SUBSCRIBE NOW---------------------------- Stay connected to the latest trends in science and technology with SCIENTIFIC AMERICAN. Subscribe today and get a Free Trial Issue and a Free Gift! http://www.sciam.com/subscribe.cfm?lsource=art_mail ------------------------------------------------------------------ December 2002 issue THROWING EINSTEIN FOR A LOOP By Amanda Gefter Physicist Fotini Markopoulou Kalamara has developed a way to connect relativity with quantum theory--while making sure that cause still precedes effect http://www.sciam.com/article.cfm?SID=mail&articleID=0007E95C-9597-1DC9-AF71809EC588EEDF

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Monday, November 25, 2002

Saturday, November 23, 2002

GROSS

Cocksucker

So my asshole neighbor acrossed the street thought it would be a good idea to call the cops and have my Mustang stickered and then towed. So I spent the majority of my day trying to get my Mustang back. I'm so fucking pissed. The next time this guy does one little thing illegal I'm going to have the cops all over his ass. He could have had the decency to tell me that he called them. I found out from his snot nosed little kids who took pleasure in telling me that my car was towed. I want ways to get even with him. If you can think of any that don't include vandalism (because I want him to know it was me) let me know.

Friday, November 22, 2002

CNN.com - Hot laptop burns scientist's penis - Nov. 22, 2002

CNN.com - Hot laptop burns scientist's penis - Nov. 22, 2002 Laptops have always been a hot item but a 50-year-old scientist did not realise to what extent until he burned his penis. The previously healthy father of two remembered feeling a burning sensation after he had been writing a report at home for about an hour with the computer on his lap.

Garfield - the live-action movie?

Sci Fi Wire -- The News Service of the Sci Fi Channel Peter Hewitt has come aboard to direct Fox's big-screen live-action/computer-animated adaptation of the long-running Garfield comic strip, which John Davis will produce through his Davis Entertainment, according to The Hollywood Reporter.

floppyfw

So I don't forget to run it.

Vulva Puppet Gallery

I'm speechless.

Monday, November 18, 2002

pizzain
hahaha

I knew it!

According to this comic all people that play D & D are members of the occult and evil women dress in very sheek 80's garb, and hostile youth wear "Member's Only" jackets. I have a Member's Only jacket...I'm going to hell.

Sunday, November 17, 2002

Friday, November 15, 2002

Black People Love Us!

We are well-liked by Black people so we're psyched (since lots of Black people don't like lots of White people)!! We thought it'd be cool to honor our exceptional status with a ROCKIN' domain name and a killer website!!

Friday, November 08, 2002

The Register

"Dear Mr. xxx, We will refrain from addressing the points in your email that are clearly erroneous. We also don't want to bore you with a lengthy explanation of why the music industry is forced to use copy protection measures, even though we would prefer to do something else. Only this much: There are 250 Million blank CDRs and tapes bought and used this year for copying music in comparison to 213 Million prerecorded audio media. This means the owners are only being paid for 46 per cent of the musical content. For a comparison: In 1998 almost 90% of all audio media was paid for. Even without a degree in economics everyone should realise that such trends will result in the music industry ceasing to exist. Only one measure can be used against widespread cloning of prerecorded audio media by burning CDRs: copy protection! This is also the reason why record companies increasingly have to protect their CDs. An alternative solution for stopping this abuse is unfortunately not within sight. But we fear that these facts don't interest you at all. Because these measures mean the end of free music, something that must cause you much grief. "Should you really have a problem with playing the CD in question, we would like you to name the exact model of your player. Then we can compare this model with the list we have of players that our CDs run on without any trouble. Then we'll see if the problem really is the copy protection or if there are completely different reasons. The case you are reporting that even multiple players refuse to function can, in our experience, only originate from the realm of fairytales. The copy protection we employ is state of the art, this means there's nothing better available to date. If there will be something better, we won't hesitate to use it. Problems with playing on common CD-players are minimal, but every now and then it happens that copy protected CDs don't work on a player. We forward these cases immediately to our copy protection-provider, which is trying hard to adapt the technology accordingly and solve the problems. "If you plan on cracking copy protection measures and burning the CD by other means we must point out to you that this will be illegal in the near future when the new European Intellectual Property law is introduced in Germany. Such breaches of intellectual property will then also be legally pursued by the state. The officials of the consumer rights ministry won't tell you anything different - after all it was the politicians who urged us to finally introduce copy protection measures. "If you plan to continue protesting about future audio media releases with copy protection, forget it; copy protection is a reality, and within a matter of months more or less all audio media worldwide are copy protected. And this is a good thing for the music industry. In order to make this happen we will do anything within our power - whether you like it or not."

Wednesday, November 06, 2002

Someone out there might wonder, "Hey, why doesn't that lazy fuck ever post?" Well to be truthfull, I'm too busy. I'm doing top secret twisted out technical shiznit.
Jesus has fun too!

Thursday, October 31, 2002

I really enjoy handing out candy to kids. For a brief time there is no such thing as a stranger.

Mark has a winning idea here.

Mark's Bitch Letter Generator for women

Monday, October 28, 2002

My, third...Homepage

The most annoying page. Ever.

Enter your
Google search terms:

  
           Google     Alltheweb   combined            
no cookies
no search-term records
access log deleted after 60 days

Saturday, October 26, 2002

Secure AIM

For all of you who use Trillian. I've noticed that noone really has SecureIM enabled. If you click this link it will open up your local copy of the file. Make sure you choose "open" if you're prompted. Then look for the the line two lines that look like this:
secureim=0 auto_secureim=0
and change them to say:
secureim=1 auto_secureim=1 after that go to the file menu and flick save. Like this:
Restart Trillian and you should be good to go.
See! It's fuckin scary!
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Friday, October 25, 2002

Ewwww
"...hehehe, let's rediscover masterbation, shall we?" It's spelled m-a-s-t-u-r-b-a-t-i-o-n you dumb bitch. *Does fat bastard dance*

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Thursday, October 24, 2002

'Trying to be a first-rate reporter on the average American newspaper is like trying to play Bach's 'St. Matthew's Passion' on a ukelele.'

Can I get a "Hell yeah" ?!?

I found Justin's house!

ArcIMS Viewer See? You can see his Mustang and my truck parked on the street! This tops those boobies. Whee! I can see my house from here!

Christina Aguilera's Nipple Ring

famous boobies.

Friday, October 18, 2002

Reverse Speech

I found a reversal on the N'Sync song, "Tearing Up My Heart." Forwards it says, "Baby it feels like your on it." Backwards it says, "I really got to eat penis."
"I act like shit, dont phase me, Inside it drives me crazy My insecurities could eat me alive But then I see my baby Suddenly I'm not crazy It all makes sense when I look into her eyes" Taken out of context I know. But it works for what I need it for.

Tuesday, October 15, 2002

I'm posting this strictly for myself.
ouch that hurts my head

Pinocchia.com

Really hon, it's no big deal. It happens to all men. *nose grows*
Red Ragtop: Tim McGraw. I was twenty and she was eighteen. We were just about as wild as we were green, In the ways of the world. She picked me up in that red ragtop, We were free of the folks and hiding from the cops on a summer night. Running all the red lights. An' we parked way out in a clearing in a grove, And the night was as hot as a coal-burning stove: we were cooking with gas. Ooh, it had to last In the back of that red rag top, She said: "Please don't stop." Well the very first time her mother met me, Her green-eyed girl had been a mother-to-be for two weeks. I was out of a job and she was in school. And life was fast and the world was cruel, we were young and wild. We decided not to have a child. So we did what we did and we tried to forget. And we swore up and down there would be no regrets in the morning light. But all the way home that night: On the back of that red ragtop, She said: "Please don't stop loving me." We took one more trip around the sun, But it was all make believe in the end. No, I can't say where she is today. I can't remember who I was back then. Well, you do what you do and you pay for your sins. And there's no such thing as what might have been, that's a waste of time. Drive you out of your mind. I was stopped at a red light just yesterday. Beside a young girl in a cabriolet, and her eyes were green. And I was in an old scene. I was back in that red ragtop, On the day she stopped loving me.
ThinkGeek :: PC Lightstrips Imagine the possibilities. If they weren't $34 I'd get some.

Thursday, October 10, 2002

The Master Nugget

@ Zone

Play games for beer and pizza! No really.

Quasi-photoshop #2


Would you like a warm cup of piss with that?

Why I'm not a graphic designer:


Where my bitches at?

Constitution Party National Internet Headquarters

My brother's political party.
I have a case of the "Mondays" and it's fuckin' Thursday. How does that work?

Proof my cynacism is warranted:

"But I can think of nowhere on earth where the people truly rule even though in most countries there is at least the pretence that they do. Elections are held at regular or semi-regular intervals and the people are asked to choose representatives from a narrow array of candidates chosen by special interest groups about whom they almost never know anything and whose credentials for the job are almost always highly suspect."
Jenny says: You know, I get really contemplative when my stomach is shooting poison out my ass. Jenny says: I just wanted to tell someone that. Rub says: that is beautiful Jenny says: truly a masterpiece of quotation.

What the US president wants us to forget

It sounds interesting.
Asia Carrera fixing her computer topless

Tuesday, October 08, 2002

die puny humans

I'm a cynic. (Part 1)

When I watch the news or read the paper I can't help but think about what's being left out. I start to wonder who paid whom off to keep the story out of the headlines. When Rick Springfield was arrested for beating his wife last summer no one in Vegas heard about it. At the time it happened I was in Texas and they spent five minutes of their 30 minutes to cover this story.

If you read The Mercury and think "I'm hip and alternative," think again. They are owned by Stephens Media Group which also owns The Review Journal. Just go here and check the bottom left hand corner. The RJ is well known for reporting biased news. Not to mention leaving entire stories out because someone made a sizeable donation. I personally like the Las Vegas weekly. With the LV weekly even my voice is heard.

And then we were like "whoa!"

One of the major issues with my site is that I don't let people know anything about me. One reason I don't tell stories is because I can't remember names. If I said "...that one time with that one girl and that dude..." my stories would be pretty boring.

Saturday, October 05, 2002

Jcoffi, Hi It's Jennifer (SPAM)

Hi there! I got your email from Jennifer and I just wanted to tell you strait up, I really like 2 F*CK! She told me u're into f*ckin' too. Lets hookup for a juicy weekend (maybe even this weekend) and cum together! Click Here To See My Site! can't wait to f*ck like rabbits, Jen Click Here To See My Site!

Computers are stupid.

OK, I installed 512 PC2100 in my computer, first it came up 128 megs short (512 + 256 + 256 = 896 = fucked up), after checking to see what chip was messed up, the 128 missing megs finally came back. I rebooted the computer a few times and still showed 1024megs, I was happy. I bring up AIM and I start get errors that the program is corrupted and I should run check desk. Well, it's been a while since I've done that so I thought I had a free afternoon, instead of bettering myself by reading the Tao Te Ching or The Art of War I'll work on my computer. Ran check desk and now I got svchost.exe coming up and eating a meg of memory a second. I tried to installed Service Pack 1 (using XP Pro), and of course it didn't like my serial number. So if anybody knows how to fix this short of being reinstalling XP let me know.

Tuesday, October 01, 2002

Finally

Last Night

Last night Jenny and I left her house to go to Fiesta for some food and to watch the rest of Monday night football. As were driving down Boulder Highway a man starts to pull out of Boulder Station in front of us. Then he stops as if he saw us and realised we would have hit him. Then he pulls out anyway and we hit him. Everyone is ok. My brand new car is pretty bashed up. They may total it. I spent a few hours in the hospital to make sure everything was ok. I don't feel like putting more right now. I may edit this later and add the rest.

Saturday, September 28, 2002

If you have WebcamXP DO NOT upgrade to the new version. If you have my registration code it's going to check with the server to make sure it's valid. If I've registered it (and I have) it will lock out the code for everyone.

Insert funny saying here:

Hi, I'm Mr. Annoying.

Perverts pinched for patronizing prepubescent prostitutes

Girls said: "We did it for pocket money."
Scientists have revealed that in just 200 years time, natural blondes will be completely extinct.

Friday, September 27, 2002


Thanks Mikki.
I know most people who read this site aren't extremely computer savvy. But for those of you who are, NETDOM is the shit. Bring up a command prompt in NT/2K/XP and try it.

Wednesday, September 25, 2002

I like to watch the occasional movie in Windows Media Player (no, not just porn) so I was a little concerned by the release of the new patch for Media Player. Apparently if you don't install this patch, the Evil Hackers can log on to your machine, run software of their choice and generally make your life miserable. (Unsubstantiated claims have came in that the unpatched version also sends your home phone number to space aliens, but I don't think there was any actual evidence.) I like to decide what code runs on my own computer, so I quick-like-a-bunny downloaded the patch and told it to install. And there, in black and gray, was Microsoft's latest EULA. Here's the, um, interesting information: Digital Rights Management (Security). You agree that in order to protect the integrity of content and software protected by digital rights management ("Secure Content"), Microsoft may provide security-related updates to the OS Components that will be automatically downloaded onto your computer. These security-related updates may disable your ability to copy and/or play Secure Content and use other software on your computer. If we provide such a security update, we will use reasonable efforts to post notices on a Web site explaining the update. Um, excuse me? Pardon me for reading legalese as if it were English, but if I click OK, I'm giving Microsoft permission to disable software on my computer? And it's OK as long as it decides that this is in the name of Security? And that Microsoft might let me know on some Web site somewhere (maybe in an unused basement lavatory behind a door with a sign that says, "Beware the white rabbit") when it's done.

Penises have higher bandwidth than cable modems

I think the title says it all.

Yahoo! News - Perhaps No U.S. Streams Unpolluted

The United States may have no streams left that are free from chemical contamination, and about one-fifth of animal species and one-sixth of plant types are at risk of extinction, says a private report on the nation's ecosystems
For everyone who likes BBS's I play this one.

Tuesday, September 24, 2002

Saturday, September 21, 2002

I'm in Idaho

I'm in Idaho. yay! It's boring here and it's full of god damn hippies, but I'm visiting my friend and the air is nice and I'm walking distance to a really nice lake (walk there dismorning before lunch). Oh and we got some good weed and rum. So I got something to past the time.
Radioactive URANINITE Uranium ore 3000cpm, Email Address For Sale: nympho4u@hotmail.com, and Cadaver/Body Bag for Coroner Use. Also there was "my girlfriends panties however you like" but there were no pictures on that one.

Friday, September 20, 2002

Justin Spills It About Britney's Sex Life

Justin Spills It About Britney's Sex Life
MMM Cowpie.

To Jenny:

"She's My Rock" You tell me how she was when you once knew her She played her games with many, many men You tell me that you don't think I'd be with her If I could have known her back then You ask me why I don't pack up and leave her Now that I know her wicked ways Well, I doubt that you could understand my thinking But listen close to what I have to say (Chorus:) She's the rock that I lean on She's the sunshine of my day I don't care what you say about her She took me in and made me everything I am today She's my rock and I ain't gonna throw her away I know she wasn't always what she is now She had to make mistakes like everybody else And don't you point you finger at nobody It's plain to see you ain't no saint yourself (Repeat chorus)

Thursday, September 19, 2002

Heh, YN now sells shit...well sort of...

westcoastlette: hey i have a question for you Sppirt: uhm sure Sppirt: oh and hi westcoastlette: yeah long time no talk westcoastlette: first off i need to pay you back your $4 but im broke right now...but i was wonderign if you were interested in some dvds, a ps2, a 19 inch tv or some ps2 games Sppirt: ps2 maybe why? Sppirt: Why are ya getting rid of them? westcoastlette: my man needs car insurance...its his stuff im sellin... Sppirt: I get about 100 hits a day on my site I'll post it up there if you give me your e-mail. they will e-mail you if intersted. Sppirt: oh it would help to know for how much? westcoastlette: the ps2? Sppirt: any of it westcoastlette: all the dvds are $12, the tv is $110, the games differ in price, and the ps2 is 140-150 Sppirt: ok cool i'l post it what's your e-mail? westcoastlette: sincityjuggalette@yahoo.com westcoastlette: thanx@ westcoastlette: westcoastlette: :)

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Storytime! My mother was a fanatic about public toilets. As a little girl, she'd bring me in the stall, teach me to wad up toilet paper and wipe the seat. Then, she'd carefully lay strips of toilet paper to cover the seat. Finally, she'd instruct, "Never, never sit on a public toilet seat." And she'd demonstrate "The Stance," which consisted of balancing over the toilet in a sitting position without actually letting any of your flesh make contact with the toilet seat. But by this time, I'd have peed down my leg. And we'd go home. That was a long time ago. I've had lots of experience with public toilets since then, but I'm still not particularly fond of public toilets, especially those with powerful, red-eye sensors. Those toilets know when you want them to flush. They are psychic toilets. But I always confuse their psychic ability by following my mother's advice and assuming The Stance. The Stance is excruciatingly difficult to maintain when one's bladder is especially full. This is most likely to occur after watching a full-length feature film. During the movie pee, it is nearly impossible to hold The Stance. You know what I mean. You drink a two liter cup of Diet Coke, then sit still through a three-hour saga because, for God's sake, even if you didn't wipe or wash your hands in the bathroom, you'd still miss the pivotal part of the movie or the second scene, in which they flash the leading man's naked derriere. So, you cross your legs and you hold it. And you hold it until that first credit rolls and you sprint to the bathroom, about ready to explode all over your internal organs. And at the bathroom, you find a line of women that makes you think there's a half-price sale on Mel Gibson's underwear in there. So, you wait and smile politely at all the other ladies, also crossing their legs and smiling politely. And you finally get closer. You check for feet under the stall doors. Every one is occupied. You hope no one is doing frivolous things behind those stall doors, like blowing her nose or checking the contents of her wallet. Finally, a stall door opens and you dash, nearly knocking down the woman leaving the stall. You get in to find the door won't latch. It doesn't matter. You hang your handbag on the door hook, yank down your pants and assume The Stance. Relief. More relief. Then your thighs begin to shake. You'd love to sit down but you certainly hadn't taken time to wipe the seat or lay toilet paper on it, so you hold The Stance as your thighs experience a quake that would register an eight on the Richter scale. To take your mind off it, you reach for the toilet paper. Might as well be ready when you are done. The toilet paper dispenser is empty. Your thighs shake more. You remember the tiny napkin you wiped your fingers on after eating buttered popcorn. It would have to do. You crumble it in the puffiest way possible. It is still smaller than your thumbnail. Someone pushes open your stall door because the latch doesn't work and your pocketbook whams you in the head. "Occupied!" You scream as you reach out for the door, dropping your buttered popcorn napkin in a puddle and falling backward, directly onto the toilet seat. You get up quickly, but it's too late. Your bare bottom has made contact with all the germs and life forms on the bare seat because YOU never laid down toilet paper, not that there was any, even if you had enough time to. And your mother would be utterly ashamed of you if she knew, because her bare bottom never touched a public toilet seat because, frankly, "You don't know what kind of diseases you could get." And by this time, the automatic sensor on the back of the toilet is so confused that it flushes, sending up a stream of water akin to a fountain and then it suddenly sucks everything down with such force that you grab onto the toilet paper dispenser for fear of being dragged to China. At that point, you give up. You're finished peeing. You're soaked by the splashing water. You're exhausted. You try to wipe with a Chicklet wrapper you found in your pocket, then slink out inconspicuously to the sinks. You can't figure out how to operate the sinks with the automatic sensors, so you wipe your hands with spit and a dry paper towel and walk past a line of women, still waiting, cross-legged and unable to smile politely at this point. One kind soul at the very end of the line points out that you are trailing a piece of toilet paper on your shoe as long as the Mississippi River. You yank the paper from your shoe, plunk it in the woman's hand and say warmly, "Here. You might need this." At this time, you see your spouse, who has entered, used and exited his bathroom and read a copy of "War and Peace" while waiting for you. "What took you so long?" he asks, annoyed. This is when you kick him sharply in the shin and go home. This is dedicated to all women everywhere who have ever had to deal with a public toilet. And it finally explains to all you men what takes us so long. That, and we're probably having wild hot naked lesbian sex with all the other women who chose to visit the restroom at that very moment, writhing on the cold sinks while you men sit outside and wonder what we're doing in there.
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Tuesday, September 17, 2002

Wish List:

This is one of the few monitors I would trade mine in for.
Sorry I haven't updated. I've been really really busy.

Monday, September 16, 2002

Justin, the peacemaker More Wanks, Less Tanks

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