dead men tell no tales...

...and drink no wine, and are therefore no good at parties

Monday, November 21, 2005

 

Sloooooooooow dooooooown...

This blog needs me to post on it.

However, I've also decided it needs... yet another... facelift.

I think part of the reason is that I'm learning so much web crap at work week in and week out, that I look at this site now... especially the code (goddamn blogger)... and I want to make it niiiicer.

Maybe I'll start hosting this at stevepaulo.com instead of blogspot.com. Dunno.

Anyway, no posting for a while, I'll be re-examining the blog and what I want it to look like/how I want it to operate/etc.


Saturday, November 12, 2005

 

Master of Rum-Fu

My good buddy Greg sent me a hilarious image, depicting Secretary of Defense Donald Rumsfeld in his many Kung-Fu stances... his own brand of Rum-Fu. Here are a few of my favorites:

Twin Cobra Fist!
Drunk Temple Boxing!
Spider Hand Technique!

For the whole magilla, click here.


Friday, November 11, 2005

 

Another C.L.O. image... a different direction...

His Holiness, the Dalai Lama

 

Ten months ago today, and four weeks from today...

Ten months ago, Heather and I started dating. It's been an incredible 10 months. I'm more sure now than ever... and more sure by the day... that I have found the woman I am meant to spend the rest of my life with. I love her, she is my best friend, and a day without her is a day wasted.

And, four weeks from today, at 10:50pm pacific time, Heather and I will be sitting on a plane heading down a strip of tarmac at SFO, on our way to Walt Disney World for 8 wonderful days and 7 magical nights. While there, we will celebrate 11 months together, and my birthday, and the Christmas season. My excitement for that seems to grow by the hour.

Maybe this is what we'll look like:

Photoshop is fun!

Thursday, November 10, 2005

 

A variation on a theme...

In reference to Comrade Leader's recent post...

The California Liberation Organization

 

Getting excited now...

It's now less than a month (29 days, 13 hours, 47 minutes, 34 seconds) until Heather and I leave for Walt Disney World. For the past 240-ish days I've had a ticker graphic in my signature at the DISBoards forum, counting down the time. It was on a month-by-month scale until two days ago...

Less than a month until Disney World!

Awww yeah... just days away now. We are totally stoked.


Saturday, November 05, 2005

 

I have a phoblog.

dead men blog no photos...

The current layout is, obviously, the same as this... it will get something unique next week.


Thursday, November 03, 2005

 

How Republicans manipulate Christian "wackos"

I know not many people read my blog. But those who do, please pass this on.

Yesterday, in a hearing in front of the Senate Indian Affairs Committee, a memo was read into evidence from Mike Scanlon, an aide to criminally-indicted Republican and former House Majority Whip Tom DeLay, outlining the mobilization efforts the Republican Party uses to manipulate the base that gives them their power... the religious right.

And I quote:

Simply put we want to bring out the wackos to vote against something and make sure the rest of the public lets the whole thing slip past them. The wackos get their information from the Christian right, Christian radio, mail, the internet, and telephone trees.

How could any self-respecting Christian side with the GOP? Ideology aside... these people obviously loathe the Christian faithful and see them only as tools and pawns.

As VirginiaDem, a diarist over at DailyKos, who broke and publicized this story, wrote:

Well, here's their plan finally in black and white. This should piss off the wackos. It should anger the public. We're already fuming. If this quote is run as a DNC ad in every district in the country, we win both chambers in a landslide.

Amen. Spread the word. If the Republican Party has such disdain for Christianity, how can Christians continue to support the Republican Party?


 

Ooooooooooh...

Pretty colors.


Wednesday, November 02, 2005

 

Hooooleeeee Sheeeeeit!

Dead deer

An Arkansas man heard crashing glass in his daughter's bedroom.

He went in there to see what it was.

It was a huge five-point whitetail buck, thrashing about.

Dude killed it with his bare hands.

Damn.

My favorite quote from the article:

Goldsberry intended to have the deer processed for its meat.

That just sounds fucking pimp. "I have bested ye in hand-to-hand combat, and now will have ye processed for thy meat." Word, Arkansas dude. Word.


Tuesday, November 01, 2005

 

Today starts NaNoWriMo

I better get started.

Shit.


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