4/30/2004
 

Today is Poem in Your Pocket Day, or something like that. Bloggers are also having Poem on Your Blog Day, which I learned about on this Metafilter post. So here, in all its glory, is the poem I have chosen to display:

Death of a Ball-Turret Gunner
by Randall Jarrel

From my mother's sleep I fell into the State,
And I hunched in its belly till my wet fur froze.
Six miles from earth, loosed from its dream of life,
I woke to black flak and the nightmare fighters.
When I died they washed me out of the turret with a hose.



4/29/2004

 

Klaus, the forklift driver.

It's in German, and it starts kind of slowly, but hang in there. It's well worth it.



4/28/2004
 

Doesn't this watermark on this image seem...oh, I don't know...a little too much like a target?



4/26/2004

4/21/2004

 

Brains, brains!



4/20/2004

4/18/2004
 

So tricking people into looking at goatse.cx is funny, and mathowie approves.

Consider me officially flabbergasted.



 

"If (but most likely, when) a loved one, family member, some one who you feel sorry for, or some one you feel guilty for killing, dies beside a roadway: memorialize them by putting up some cheap plastic flowers and 2 boards nailed perpendicularly together. Then, I will come along and laugh at how horrible it must have been to die slowly on the side of the road and then have some crap thrown in a drainage ditch to honor their life."



4/15/2004
 

25GB paper discs. That's right. PAPER.



 

Index of Subservient Chicken vids. See everything the chicken will do. Hurry, before the site admins wise up.



4/14/2004
 

Least helpful dialogue box ever:




 

From the Standard Examiner: "LOGAN -- An arrest warrant has been issued for a semen salesman who, apparently believing a requested postponement had been approved, failed to show up Monday for his sentencing on five counts of forgery".



4/12/2004
 

Stick figure mayhem.



 

Correction: INGLIS, Fla. (AP) - In a March 13 story about a proclamation banning Satan from this town, The Associated Press erroneously quoted police Capt. Steve Morris as saying about a decline in local crime and a rise in arrests: 'And the Big Man upstairs is the reason.'

The quote from Morris should have read, 'I feel that the Lord has control over all things.'



4/11/2004
 

Hey, fuckwit! We, the citizens of the United States of America gotta put up with it, you gotta put up with it. Deal, or stay home and STFU, you effete Euroweenie.



4/10/2004
 

Sent the following email to the Salt Lake Tribune after clicking into a page with a Flash-based banner ad with AUDIO. (The nerve!)

Hi.

I browse your site many times each day, and check the classifieds at least three times a week.

Today, while browsing the classifieds, I was aurally assaulted by a loud, obnoxious Low Book Sales ad. If I live to be a thousand years old, I will never, ever purchase anything from that company, and it's because of their over-the-top in-your-face aggressive marketing. It's truly a shame to see your web site promoting such poor netiquette as advertisements with audio, especially from such a horrifyingly insufferable advertiser.

Text, si. Audio, NO!

Please be a responsible web site operator and stop featuring ads with audio. It's one more step towards the eventual death of the Web, and you don't really want to contribute to that, do you?

Cheers,

Crash


Think it'll do any good?



 

Pay to recycle? Screw that, I'm chucking it all.



4/08/2004
 




4/06/2004
 

Best.Ad.Evar.



 

WinNoise



4/05/2004
 

Just what every woman wants, a Janet Jackson Boob Out T-shirt.



 

Finally, just what the world needs. A webserver frog.



4/02/2004

 

There are four things a Hell's Angel will not share with strangers. His ride, his lady, his booze, and his logo?



4/01/2004
 




 

Where'd all the acid go?