Tag archives for Michael Douglas

Thursday, May 25, 2006

Whaaat?

What the hell is with those TV commercials for Ask.com? Does anyone actually believe that Ask.com is better, faster, or more reliable than Google (or A9 or Yahoo or MSN or whatever) just because the homely guy with the accent says so?

I saw one last night where the guy was using a bear attack as an important search. He then suggested something like, "If you're actually being attacked by a bear, you probably shouldn't be using any search engine, but if you did Ask.com would give you the best results."

I disagree. Well, I disagree with the who has the best search. I agree completely with not using a search engine while being attacked by a bear.

Search Google for bear attack. Result #2: Survive a bear attack.

Search Ask for bear attack. Result #4: Bear attack survival.
 

Ok, so who really gives a rat's ass? The real reason I'm annoyed is because I used to be active on the old ask.com (I mean the domain, not the company). Ask.com used to be a user-operated advice site. If you had a question on anything, from agriculture to zoology, they would have a forum and a pile of friendly volunteer experts for it. For a while I was involved enough that I climbed to the highest rated expert spot in the PC Tech Support category. I was even getting paid for my efforts.

Then the domain sold. Fucking Michael Douglas. 'sokay, I was pretty bored with it anyway. But still, it bums me out that it's gone. It's now a mediocre search engine with a bad haired spokesman.

Wednesday, April 19, 2006

Shit? Oh, shit!

So about a half-hour ago I was working on a project. I was standing there, clicking away, mousing furiously at something or other. I felt that rumbly tummy feeling.

"Ooh… I need to fart. Or do I? Is that a shit coming? No… I think it's a fart."

The sensation shifted around a little.

"No… maybe that is a shit."

The sensation shifted again.

"Fart. Definitely a fart. No doubt. heh heh… this feels like it's going to be a good one. I should try to be discreet. This one feels like it could rattle the windows on its way out. I'll just pinch up a little and let it eek out…"

So I pinched up my ass and tried to squeeze out the would-be fart.

"AAH! NOT A FART! NOT A FART!"

Only in the heat of the moment can I really appreciate how difficult it truly is to run while pinching my ass together. Better still, to run calmly while pinching my ass cheeks together.

Fucking Michael Douglas. I sharted. At work. Two hundred or so wipes later and my ass feels clean again. My underwear is stashed in a plastic baggie in my desk. I'm going commando for the rest of the day. Going commando is at least a moderately sexy thing, but that's completely demolished by the least sexy circumstances imaginable. It's been a while since I went commando. I'd forgotten how good it feels to have my junk bouncing around loose.

I should shit myself more often.

Grr!

Song stuck in my head: Dave Matthews Band - "Grace Is Gone" (the bootleg Lillywhite Sessions version, not that overproduced turd from Busted Stuff.)

Neon shines
on smoky eyes tonight
it's two a.m., I'm drunk again
it's heavy on my mind…

I have no idea why I'm stuck on this song. There's no neon and no smoke. It's not two a.m. and I'm not drunk. There's nothing heavy on my mind. I haven't heard this song in at least several months. In fact, the last song I heard was Guns 'N Roses. ("Wake up late and honey put on your clothes and take your credit card to the liquor store…")

"Grace Is Gone" isn't such a bad song with which to be stuck, but why now? I'll blame Michael Douglas.

Fucking Michael Douglas

I'm still reading that Klosterman book, Fargo Rock City, so I'm on something of an 80s hard rock kick lately. I've had this craving for Guns 'N Roses so I thought now would be a good time to grab my Appetite for Destruction CD and encode a copy to stick on my PDA.

<groan /> It's always a pain in the ass to dig through all my CDs to find anything. I steeled myself for the annoyance and sat in front the bottom drawer of the CD racks with a mental picture of what the side of the CD case looks like (black background, red and yellow text).

Amazingly, I found it in seconds. Yay me! So I took it over to my computer to make some mp3s, only to find the case empty.

Dammit. I'm pretty sure Michael Douglas stole my Guns 'N Roses CD.

Monday, February 27, 2006

Trash day

It's time to clean out all the partial posts and URLs I've got saved as drafts. In no particular order, here's a semi-random collection of jumbled thoughts, some very dated, some not.

535 Free Subscriptions - Larry Flynt sends free copies of Hustler to every member of Congress. Some members have sued to stop the mailings, but there's a problem with that whole "petitioning the government" thing.

Beware John Hughes Movies - Face it… Jake Ryan is never going to show up. So stop pining, and stop judging the rest of us because we don't have a red Porsche.

Fucking Michael Douglas - I didn't keep my first URL, and now it's been snagged by a pornographer. But at least it's gay porn.

Stick it to the man - Kill Bill's Browser has a list of thirteen entertaining reasons to ditch Internet Explorer for Firefox. Even if you have no interest in doing this, this site is worth looking at just for the movie-themed design.

Preach it, sister! - Molly Ivins won't support Hillary for president because she's got Democratitis:

What kind of courage does it take, for mercy's sake? The majority of the American people (55 percent) think the war in Iraq is a mistake and that we should get out. The majority (65 percent) of the American people want single-payer health care and are willing to pay more taxes to get it. The majority (86 percent) of the American people favor raising the minimum wage. The majority of the American people (60 percent) favor repealing Bush's tax cuts, or at least those that go only to the rich. The majority (66 percent) wants to reduce the deficit not by cutting domestic spending, but by reducing Pentagon spending or raising taxes. The majority (77 percent) thinks we should do "whatever it takes" to protect the environment. The majority (87 percent) thinks big oil companies are gouging consumers and would support a windfall profits tax. That is the center, you fools. Who are you afraid of?

Why didn't they think of him? - Arianna thinks Tim Kaine's response to the State of The Union was a little wishy-washy. How exactly is this a surprise? After all, he is a leading Democrat. She thinks Murtha would've done better. I think she's right. Democrats don't need more of the same; they need leaders.

Fucking Michael Douglas - I really wanted to like the NBC show The Book of Daniel. I watched the first episode and loved it. What's not to love? A realistic portrayal of a modern church family and a supporting part for Jesus (who was really cool in this show, by the way.) Anyway, I wanted to like it but I could never get around to watching it. And now it's canceled.

Eh, I could do without it - Remember the posts on chocolate cheese? The restaurant started restocking it a few weeks ago and I finally tried it out. On the way to the bank one Friday, I bought a block and Sister, Keeks, a few of their cracker coworkers and I all gave it a try. The dreaded Godzilla McFuckyton did not partake. (Good, fuck her. Didn't really want to share with her anyway.) It's not too bad. It tastes like fudge, only a little cheesy. You've got to eat the chocolate cheese at refrigerator temperature, though. It is disgusting at room temperature.

Brian! BRIAN! - A few weeks ago a guy stood outside our front door and yelled for almost a minute at the top of his lungs. He was calling to his companion, Brian. "Brian! Brian! Over here! BRIAN!" When you're watching (and listening) out the window at a man yelling at the top of his lungs, a minute is a long damn time.

He was in the wrong place anyway. He was looking for the embroiderer's.

At least it's her best side - Some idiot artist is convinced that Kate Moss is the ideal of feminine beauty. The artist will memorialize her in a sculpture in Trafalgar Square. The sculpture will feature her snatch-forward, with her feet behind her ears.

Heresy - Frank Miller, the genius behind Sin City and The Dark Knight Returns has turned his eye on jingoistic crap. In the works is a graphic novel tentatively titled "Holy Terror, Batman!" wherein the dark knight will take on al-Qaeda.

The early 90's saw another Batman graphic novel titled "Holy Terror." This was set in a world where Oliver Cromwell lived until nearly the 18th century, causing his Protectorate to survive into the modern era and along the way morphing into an English totalitarian theocracy.

I dig Miller, but I doubt he can do justice to that title.

Don't know what you've got until it's gone - Western Union has stopped offering telegram services. I never got to send a telegram. I didn't want to until I couldn't.

Wow, way to procrastinate - Two months ago I was Christmas shopping at Wal-Mart when I tried to put to practical use Cartesian philosophy. "All except the self is unknowable, therefore all except the self is inconsequential, and possibly non-existent. These people aren't here. It's not a madhouse. No one ran into my ankle with a shopping cart. There's no crying child…"

It helped. A little.

Right on - Dennis Kucinich thinks Bush is full of shit. Kucinich still has some awesome ideas, and is still almost completely unelectable.

Look at the size of that double standard! - In Europe it's apparently ok to satirize Muhammad and offend Muslim sensibilities, but it's not ok to deny the Holocaust and offend Jewish sensibilities.

heh… k - The local NBC affiliate has been airing commercials for a restaurant that make me snicker every time I hear them.

Wednesday is Italian night! Come for the meatballs, stay for the dessert!

That just sounds goofy to me.

Thursday, February 9, 2006

Notes on hosting your own blog, part 3

Apparently Blogger requires you to manually adjust your site feed settings when you switch to your own host. Because I didn't know anything about this, my site was trying to serve up the wrong feed.

The atom feed is now fixed. Apologies to anyone who has tried unsuccessfully to subscribe.

I'm going to blame Michael Douglas for this.