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nadaFront-loading washersSubmitted by reeses on Fri, 2007-09-07 21:02. | nadaI keep forgetting I have this blog and almost always use the other one now. I felt guilty. :-) When I bought this house, it was new, so we didn't have a clothing washer or a drier. Dryer? De-moistifier. Being the dummy that I am, I bought a front-loading washer, because they're cool. I bought the spiffiest one I could find, and discovered that the ultra-high-speed spin cycle feels exactly like a really long 4.5 earthquake when you put the thing on the second floor. I put up with it for almost a year now (viz., dummy) and finally gave up and bought two packs of these. Subprime lender implosionSubmitted by reeses on Tue, 2007-03-13 15:50. | nadaI would probably remove this section from my home page. Yes, I know I'm misusing the term "home page", but bite me, ok? Heard on a trainSubmitted by reeses on Wed, 2007-02-14 19:14. | nada"With prostitutes you don't have to work out. They love you for who you are." SYDNEY, Australia (AP) - Sydney municipal officials have paid private detectives thousands of dollars to have sex with prostitutes to gather evidence needed to shut down illegal brothels, an Australian newspaper reported Sunday. Nine local councils have paid private investigators the equivalent of C$23,150 over the last three years to go undercover and root out the illicit trade...
It took about thirty seconds in the bar before some friends and I (I think I was first, thankyouverymuch) noticed the scene captured in the photo above. This hand did not move, not even wiggle, for the forty five minutes we were watching, until it was removed before the "couple" exited. The guy didn't even wash his hand afterward. Did I mention that this was at 6:45pm? Needless to say, there are about 20 camera phones with this picture, and the gentleman received a standing ovation upon his departure. Apparently he didn't understand that having your back to a bar full of drunks with your hand down a girl's pants could be considered chumming. Ebay and pecuniary good fortuneSubmitted by reeses on Sat, 2006-08-26 23:41. | nadaIn re the "I am stupid and I bought the wrong Core 2 Duo CPU to upgrade my Mac Mini" saga, I did put the CPU up on EBay. And made more than I spent on it. In between the time I bought it and the time the auction closed, the supplies for the E6600 (even which, it turns out, does not overclock as well as one of the less-expensive chips, if you're stupid and cheap and into that kind of thing) dried up all over the place and the prices of the remaining chips jumped up an average of about $40-50. Kat is astonished that I have this kind of luck, and I have no idea what causes it. Delicious Monster's Library (otherwise pretty much a piece of crap) uncovered this for me some time ago, when I scanned in most of my DVDs, had it grab current data for all of them from Amazon.com, and then sorted by "current value".
That's not marijuana!Submitted by reeses on Sat, 2006-04-08 18:45. | nadaI just realised the banner image bears a slight resemblance to the demon reefer. Let me assure you that I would never put pictures of doobage on my ever-so-influential blog. It's a mossy rock I fancied so much I took a picture of it before sitting down and smoking a pound of PHP and savaging a reindeer. Edit: P...C...P... Sorry, it was the MDA typing. Big duh, or how can I get these grants?Submitted by reeses on Tue, 2006-04-04 17:06. | nada
I wonder how much I could get for writing a paper that resolved item the third: If you go to a christian church, that usually involves waking up early on a Sunday morning. If you wake up early on Sunday mornings after lots of Saturday night booze and drugfests, you're going to be going to church hungover and miserable, the way God wants you. So you're going to reduce the druggin' and the boozin' on Saturday nights. I was walking home last night, up Market Street, and I heard the following conversation: "I need cable, because I can't have DSL, you know?" |
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