In January, my label Anti-Creative Records (with help from Covert Coercion Records) released it’s 5th album. It’s a 7″ on white vinyl by the alt.country/punk/folk/whatever band Saw Wheel. It is awesome and you should buy it immediately! Go to Anti-Creative’s catalog here.
A few days ago, Rush Limbaugh had a heart attack scare and was rushed to a hospital in Hawaii (where he was vacationing) and thanks to what I can only imagine was some sort of socialist Obamacare, he’s doing fine.
However, Twitter was all, uh, atwitter with rumors of his death, as was Wikipedia and other similar sources that we all take very seriously.
In order to do my part and offer clarity to the confused, I set up the following website you may visit in the event that you ever have any questions as to the status of Limbaugh’s life:
http://www.IsRushLimbaughDeadYet.com
Thank you for your time. Hopefully Limbaugh’s people contact me.
Look, I have no clue where this photo originates. But I was very pleased to learn that it exists. There’s really nothing in particular I need to say about this. I mean, look at these fucking guys.
That is all.
a few days ago i put up a silly craigslist “casual encounters” ad as a way to kill some time with a dumb laugh. i never expected anyone to reply to it, as i never anticipated anyone actually liking Motley Crue. here’s what i posted:
and even though i wasn’t prepared for any responses, i sure did get a few. i know at least a handful of these are just spambots, but something in me says that many of them are legit. had i been better prepared, i would have dedicated some time to responding to some of these and creating even more ridiculous conversations. but perhaps that’s a project for some other time. for now, here are the type of people who enjoy Motley Crue, nachos, and making out:
[IF YOU DON'T SEE THEM ALREADY, CLICK THE READ MORE LINK TO READ THE RESPONSES]
last week becca and i went to japan. there were a lot of asians there. here is a link to a photobucket album of some photos from that trip.
a few months back i bought the domain name rebel-alliance.net off ebay. considering domain names typically go for about $10, i paid a lot more and therefore a stupid amount for this domain name.
why would i do this? am i some sort of closet star wars jerk? no. it’s something perhaps even geekier. years back when i was 18 or 19 years old, i was obsessed with an E/N site that housed itself at the same domain name (an E/N site is what we used to call blogs before the term blogs was coined. except they were generally much more entertaining than blogs, because they weren’t just shitty musings on some jackass’s day-to-day affairs. they actually had content). it’s years later now, but you can still see the influence of that site on my shitty blog here (i have shamelessly, yet admittedly stolen a handful of concepts from that old site). if you care, you can take a trip to days past and see what was so appealing to me by visiting the Wayback Machine’s archive of the site that captured my young mind here.
anyway, i’ve had the domain pointing to this page here since i’ve bought it, which is just a page indicating that the site is under new management, while mimicking the original site’s design and begging people to do the work for me and come up with a decent idea of what to do with the domain (it also links to the old owner’s new blog, which is almost as funny as the old rebel-alliance network). now i’ve pointed the domain name to this particular blog post that you currently have your stupid eyes on since i still have no clue what i’ll be doing with the domain.
but hey, comments are open, have at it.
i put up a new page on the site for some prank letters i wrote a few years back to companies. you can view the page by clicking here, or the link at the top of the site (next to the happy and sad pages)!
the letters are me under various ridiculous pseudonyms acting like a moron to various companies. sometimes i get free stuff out of it, sometimes i get form letter responses, mostly i get ignored.
if i ever decide to write new letters, i’ll keep you posted.
look, when someone passive-aggresively demands that people do something, chances are they’re not going to do it… but rather, go out of their way to avoid doing it.
here’s a case study.
This is a urinal from my work. For the past few weeks now, the sign you see above the urinal has been displayed. It’s a little hard to read the sign, so here’s a close-up:
Look, I’ve been working here for years. Literally, years. I’ve wasted more time at this job then I really care to contemplate. In all this time I’ve worked here, I’ve spent a fair share of it peeing at this very urinal. In all that time, never have I noticed a lack-of-flushing problem. I don’t know who wrote this note. Our janitor is a laid-back enough fellow that I don’t think he’d ever give a shit who didn’t flush the urinal, as long as everyone kept their piss inside of said urinal.
But now, thanks to this sign, any time anyone goes into the bathroom and approaches this urinal, they are greeted with this sight:
Maybe next time, leave well-enough alone and don’t start demanding we all start doing something we had, up until this point, already been doing anyway.
I’ve done a lot of stupid things, so really this shouldn’t be too surprising.
In December, after participating in NO SHAVE NOVEMBER and growing a mighty beard (which really isn’t too abnormal, I’m usually too lazy to shave), I made the not-so-well-thought-out agreement to participate in Mustache March. I also convinced a handful of my coworkers to do the same. After planning for months, and growing out a beard in February to ensure a spectacular mustache in March, my efforts have come to fruition.
Prior to shaving, full beard in effect
Originally my thinking was that, if I'm going to do this, do it right: Hogan 'Stache.
That proved to be a terrible idea, so I went with the 80's porno 'stache.
And, so now, I am forced to walk around looking like a rapist. I have a job interview coming up this month, and anyone who willingly hires someone with a mustache is probably not someone I want as a boss anyway. I also have family gatherings to attend to this month, where I will have to explain my more-ridiculous-than-usual appearance. And, of course, not to mention the day-to-day chores and activities that will force me to be in the public’s judging eyes.
I am fucking dumb.
