BWAH!!!

So I noticed a hit on my Sitemeter from Technorati.
I reckon Technorati is some sort of blog meta-search slash analysis thingy people use to either find or see whuzzup on blogs.

Whatever.

What gave me a good giggle though, was this:

Top Tags

What this blog is about

1. assholes
2. beer
3. fuck citgo
4. fuck global warming™
5. fuck harry reid
6. fuck michael vick
7. fuck the liberal media
8. fucking demo-socialists
9. fucking lawyers
10. g'day
11. morons
12. my ass
13. obama sucks hillary's cock
14. obama-laden
15. phunny
16. quiz
17. random shit
18. useless shit
19. vertigo
20. allah be praised
21. fuck al gore
22. fuck islam
23. fucking liberals
24. fucking libtards
25. fucking morons
26. fucking ragheads
27. fucking spammers
28. fucking wetbacks

Seems there a lot of people I dislike.

Good times. Damn good times.


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The Weekend In Review

What a hoot. Cactus Mark and his lovely bride (well, he thought so until they had to turn around and come back for something they forgot) came up for a visit.

We had an awesome dinner at Lucille's , then had the usual billiards, bullshitting and brews session.

Saturday involved more bullshitting, brewing and drinking beer, cooking some food on the smoker, and later on a duet by "The Dookie Brothers". Yeah, we may have sounded like shit to record producers, but for never having played together before - me on the drums and he on the guitar, I think we did just fine. And we had a good time.

The main purpose of the trip was the retrieval of 'Frankenpony'.
I had made a rocking horse which was supposed to be ridden in a race by a member of administration from Mrs Curmudgeon's work at a Kentucky Derby party. When the event was canceled, the horse was up for grabs. I knew Mark's wife wanted one, so they made a trip up to get it.

If you're interested, go to Mark's blog and take a look. It has a post-construction modification, but we are now sure of the gender. :)


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Definition of Globalization

Got this from an email:

Finally, a definition of globalization I can understand and to which I can relate:

Question: What is the truest definition of Globalization?

Answer: Princess Diana's death.

Question: How come?

Answer: An English princess with an
Egyptian boyfriend crashes in a
French tunnel, driving a
German car with a
Dutch engine, driven by a
Belgian who was drunk on
Scottish whisky, followed closely by
Italian Paparazzi, on
Japanese motorcycles; treated by an
American doctor, using
Brazilian medicines.

This is sent to you by a Canadian, using
American (Bill Gates') technology, and you're probably reading this on your computer, that uses
Taiwanese chips, and a
Korean monitor, assembled by
Bangladeshi workers in a
Singapore plant, transported by
Indian lorry-drivers, hijacked by
Indonesians, unloaded by
Sicilian longshoremen, and trucked to you by
Mexican illegals.....


That, my friends, is Globalization!

So simple.




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Da Bears - Lost

Bummer.
But at least THEY got to go to the big dance.

How they got there is beyond me, but they were there nonetheless.
And just wait until next year...


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I Love My XM

But there are few things worse than an extended harmonica solo.

Sometimes 'Bluesville' just ain't that great.


Thought you should know.


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