Presumably Unintentional Hilarities of Capitalism, Chapter Umpteen
I'm guessing these things are all over your internets, too: Obstreperous, occasionally huge or flashy banner ads enticing you to clickthrough and discover how you, too, can receive a fat paycheck from Uncle Barry. Up to $12,000! Big fat cash; no lobbying required! The American Fuckin' Dream, baby!!
Anyway, some turd was unsavvy enough to affix his "blog" address to one of them, enabling us to visit without generating any ad revenue for the banner-vampyres. Not exactly entertaining in the classical sense, but as unintentional self-parody, it rivals even the sloppiest juggalo myspace affairs. So if you find yourself incredibly bored or at work, check
this thing out and cry a river for poor fireman Jeff. Relax, and blindly trust him because he hates all those "get rich quick schemes you see on TV." Don't miss the clearly uncontrived "comments" at the end. And check out his photographic evidence of family-mandom!
[To all such Jeffs, on behalf of anyone familiar with the phrase "snake oil": Please step away from your computer and resume fighting fires. We'll all be better off for it later.]
Labels: Barry O, crapitalism, fake plastic kids
2009 Economic Sabotage Summit
M. Sullivan and I will convene and then abandon a meeting of the worlds greatest minds to finally and forever turn our government inexorably towards socialism. We'll be fomenting discussion on cementing the climate change hoax, crippling the auto industry with higher fuel economy standards, letting gays destroy the military, and of course tightening control for the Jews of Zurich by pumping trillions of tax dollars in to the banking systems.
While the heads are in the room, we'll be having drinks. Do drop in if your conglomo-corp expense accounts you out to the West Coast. April is the time to quit your job, as the new government will be paying for your every need.
With a heavy heart...
the week in comics
don't know if you cats caught this week's inappropriate comic bombshell, but
here it is:
maybe,
maybe with that one we can pretend that NYPost comic artist Sean Delonas was innocent, and that the assassinated ape was not, in fact, a representation of our black president. however, his (comic!) depictions of homosexuals are truly awe-inspiring.
exhibit a:
exhibit b:
who needs a gaydar when the gays are clearly identified by their kneeless, elastic legs. somebody give this guy a raise. more memorable gems can be found
here.
Labels: comics
today's blog reviews
0: you have squandered a beautiful gift.
1: it's the email address that makes you a hero.
12 hour workdays make cold crazy.
Labels: blogs of glory
nevermind
this restores my faith in montana, and makes me hate my lousy dungeon master for forsaking my awesome evil half-elf cleric goth-yuppie.
Labels: blogs of glory, nerdcore
amazing. just amazing.
i can't possibly add anything that would make
this more beautiful (and slightly NSFW) than it is.
Labels: blogs of glory
fans of brad neely and members of the reds-only fantasy league
1 will appreciate
this, an amazing blog pitting contestants against unlikely contestant, with illustrations (and commenter debate).
battles of note:
also,
this one is worth it just for the rendering of dr. manhattan.
1 skyline chili will always beat bo diaz because skyline chili can cover satellite dishes and satellite dishes beat bo diaz; similarly, Chris Sabo's sport goggles beat Home City Ice because if they can stand to be next to Sabo's hideous face for seven years without dying, they are next to immortal. Schottzie beats Greater's because Schottzie turns ice cream into liquid poo. Labels: blogs of glory, cincinnati, contests, redlegs
the light lane
while writing the california state guide on accommodating bikes and pedestrians (truly inspiring shit), i came across this (
actually inspiring shit):
it's a bike lane emitted from the ass of your bike, for when you're on the go. more
here.
Labels: bikes, science
"fast car, fine ass: these things will pass...
...and they won't get more profound."
sad news on two fronts in silverjew land. 1) the great lyricist david berman officially dissolved the
silver jews in january, causing me to be totally pissed. he is among the very finest lyricists of our time.
2) immediately after posting the news that the jews were kaput, he posts
this bombshell. turns out, his dad is the patently evil right wing lobbyist
rick berman, who's basically the dude from 'thank you for smoking,' only more evil, and less funny.
mother jones has the story:
A few years ago, David Berman says, he laid down the gauntlet with his dad and demanded he shut down his operation—a real Luke Skywalker/Darth Vader moment, one imagines. The high-priced lobbyist refused, according to his son. "He has just gotten worse. More evil. More powerful. We've been 'estranged' for over three years." (...)
Beyond being a talented songsmith, with a devoted following and more than a few indie hits under his belt, David Berman has also won praise for his poetry and cartoons. He seems to view his career up to this point as an effort to repent for, if not counter, the sins of his father. "In a way," he writes, "I am the son of a demon come to make good the damage."
Labels: music
on behalf of america's talls,
i feel
your pain, barry.
how many sleepless nights have America's intrepid Talls spent nursing bulbous headwounds caused by the World Order's insidious pro-short bias?
Labels: Barry O, talls
thought of the day
joining twitter is worth it just for the David Lynch "tweets":
David_Lynch: Thought of the day: Establish a connection with the Self.
David_Lynch: The Unified Field is beyond space and time.
Labels: nerdcore, posthuman
