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

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
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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)

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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.

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