Friction and Harmony

Here’s something new… A DVI Male to Female monitor extension cable that only works Monday through Friday:

I’m thinking maybe it’s a scheme for technicians to avoid weekends on-call…

Holy shit! When even Saint Jude appears concerned about swine flu, you gotta know…

We. Are. All. SCREWED!

UPDATE!: Now Jesus appears amid the growing chaos…

U.S. Official want ‘swine’ out of flu name:

At a news briefing, Homeland Security Secretary Janet Napolitano and Agriculture Secretary Tom Vilsack took pains to repeatedly refer to the flu as the “H1N1 virus.”

“This is not a food-borne illness, virus. It is not correct to refer to it as swine flu because really that’s not what this is about,” Vilsack said.

Israel has already rejected the name swine flu, and opted to call it “Mexico flu.”

…or The Greaser Virus, or if things get really catastrophic, the history books can refer to the global pandemic as the great ‘Wetback Setback’ of 2009.

F&H Fuck Obama Day #1

Happy Fuck Obama Day!

This is some of the most unusual and interesting kinetic art I have seen in some time. A simple, goofy idea – like “crazy straws” on steroids… But fascinating to watch.*

*And because we watched the movie Girl, Interrupted yesterday evening, I couldn’t help but wonder about the reaction of a truly deranged reality-impaired or drug-tripping individual to an up-close and personal demonstration of such a display. Yeah, I’m probably a little out there myself, for thinking such a thing…

Mrs. Who and I took Buck to supper for his birthday this evening.  (Happy Birthday, Buck!)  We gave him his choice of the area’s available cuisines.  I was hoping for steak.  Buck chose Chinese buffet.  *sigh*

As we were dining, Mrs. Who suddenly jerked forward, her eyes wide as she hissed a surpised, “WHAT did that child just say??”

Puzzled, I blinked and thought for a moment.  The only thing I had noticed was a young boy – perhaps eight to ten years old – giving his drink order to a family member over his shoulder as he hustled past our table toward the buffet.  I slowly repeated what I had heard, “I want a sweet tea with lemon. Why?”

Her intensity faded immediately, “Oh…  Nevermind.”

“No, what did you think he said?”  I had to wonder what about the kid’s drink order could have triggered a mild apoplexy.  Mrs. Who was already starting to blush…  “Tell me!” I insisted.

She laughed and then leaned close and covered her mouth so buck couldn’t hear or lip read her response, “I thought he said ‘I want to sleep with two women!’ ”

After a hearty ROFL I quipped, “Sounds like fun, but for the fact I can barely handle the ONE kinky girl I have now!”

She slapped me playfully, “you’re so going to blog this, aren’t you…”

“What, like you wouldn’t?”

CNN said what?

Sweet…  And the touch of “why is it so COLD this time of year?” irony makes it that much more delectable.

Anthropocentric Global Warming?  Blow me!

Great quote over at FrizzenSparks Orgy:

Sleeping on the ground in freezing weather and pretending you have scurvy still beats the real world, hands down.

If that’s ALL it took, I’d sooooo be there!

Though I’ve been reading for a couple weeks now, it’s about time I get off my fat ass and say a hearty “WELCOME BACK, Grau!” You were missed!   I’d call you kindred, but I don’t want to curse you… 

I’m not sure if this identifies me on the new DHS scale as a “terrorist wacko” or if under the current administration I’m just chillin’…

You Are a Black Panther

You see through people. You understand others’ motives and plans. You have a knack for predicting the future. You just know what people are going to do. People are attracted to you. You are naturally able to influence other people’s thoughts. You have the charisma to be a beloved guru or dictator. It’s all about how you handle it.

Whatever. At least I’m no pussy!

What’s wrong, Mr. Obama… Nervous?