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For my West Coast friends who wonder what the hell I'm doing typing entries at 1:47am...
It's the price of parenthood. Babies sleep when they wanna, cry for no reason at all (maybe they're trying out noises they like!) and go thru an un-Godly amount of diapers between 10pm and 5am.
My almost three month old, second born girl (codenamed lil Punkin') has just closed her eyes after spending nearly an hour cooing and smiling at me as I waited for her to fall asleep. The Kraut-compound is rather small and I can't have lil Punkin' waking her big sister or her exhausted Mama.
Then I'd have much bigger problems.
She'd scream if I moved her: through trial and error the only thing that works is waiting by the kitchen exhaust fan - guess that white noise can't be beat!
But I am.
Beat, that is...
Out with the old...
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In with the new.
Everyone always says spring is so damn great- a time for renewal, spring cleaning, blah blah blah. I've always loved fall more. And I've always found that the Labour Day weekend is a better divider between old and new. So how freaking weird is it that I ended my old job on Friday and will start my new job on Tuesday?
A clean break. A fresh start. A shorter drive.
C'mon you Apes! You wanna live forever?
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You belong in Starship Troopers. Your idea of a
good time is bouncing across an alien
battlefield blasting the foes of humanity into
extinction.
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Ghost of a Flea
Good. Very Good.
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Spammer ducks for cover as details published on web
His identity as the man behind millions of spam messages promoting penis enlargement pills was revealed in a Herald article last week. Mr Atkinson said that on a good day he and his associates would send out 100 million messages
100 MILLION...
His personal information, street address and phone numbers were "plastered all over the web", he had been subscribed to a gay-dating site and his email address had been added to "tons of email lists".
Good. Very good.
The article also led to rackshack.net, the US web service that hosts Mr Atkinson's servers, being entered in the Spam Early Warning System list, which many networks use for blocking email traffic.
And your little dog, too...
Just slightly ahead of my time...
Posted by
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Which era in time are you?
via
Rue and the
Flea
Demons
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Autistic boy's death at church ruled homicide
Just plain sad.
"[They] were just praying for him and asking God to deliver him from the spirit that he had," David Hemphill said. "The little boy had spirits in him, and we was asking God to deliver him."
No you fundamentalist idiot. The boy had autism.
Autism.
Look it up.
Asked whether church members could have confused Terrance's autism with evil spirits, David Hemphill said no. "It wasn't confused," he told CNN. "I know what I'm talking about."
Yes, and your years of medical training are from which recognized institution? Oh, sorry no. You're one of those slack-jawed yokels who think every single issue on
THE PLANET is covered somewhere in that holy book of yours...
This past Sunday, services were held at David Hemphill's home, where he said members consoled each other about the boy's death. Hemphill said they haven't yet decided when services will return to the church.
How 'bout
never you murdering bastard.
from the
Milwaukee Journal Sentinel
A high-ranking Milwaukee police source said Ray Hemphill told investigators that he would sit on the boy's chest for up to two hours at a time during prayer services at the small storefront church at 8709 W. Fond du Lac Ave. The nightly prayer services started three weeks ago, police say Hemphill told them.
An adult man sits on a child's chest for two freakin' hours.
After at least two other physically intense sessions like the one Friday, Tolefree said, Ray Hemphill decided to devote his entire vacation from his job as a janitor to "getting that spirit out of" the boy, who was also called "Junior."
Because mopping floors and cleaning toilets is perfect training for exorcism rituals. At least he could clean up the mess afterwards.
Poor little guy. And of course everyone will feel sympathy for his mother.
The mother that held him down as this was done to him...
New Paradigm
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Next time someone tells me to "think outside the box" at work I'm going to "engage a new paradigm" by beating them to death with their own severed limbs (of course, I'll have to sever those limbs first.)
Stupid management section of the bookstore, foisting stupid buzzwords on brain-dead middle management. Bark Seals! BARK!
Guess I'll have to "de-prioritize my daily action-items" to make room for some random ultra-violence.
Last Week!
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Tomorrow is the last Monday at my old job.
Followed by the last Tuesday, then the last Wednesday, Thursday and Friday.
Engage slack-ass mode...
Time travel
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Me, on the phone: "Hey Neil."
Neil's one of my old bosses at Kraut Corp. (ancient), whom I haven't worked for in three years...
Neil: "Hi what's up?"
Me: "Someone's calling to check up on my references for my new job. I gave them your name."
Neil: "Standard lies?"
Me: "No, no, the truth! I'm the greatest employee of all time. You'd pay them to get me back."
Neil: "OK...Do you know? Your name came up the other day."
Me: "Oh"
Neil: "Yeah, Rob left the other day and somebody mentioned you used to do his job..."
Me: "Really?" [nervous tightening in my throat]
Neil: "But you wouldn't want to come back here anyway..."
Me: "I wouldn't."
Neil: [whispering] "Same fucking idiots are in charge..."
Burning Closer...
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My hometown
is on fire.