Because there's still a small layer of barrel left to scrape...
Sunday, December 28, 2003
This Set of Glad Tidings is the Wrong Size!
Hope everyone's lucky enough to dig their way out of mountains of used wrapping paper and holiday food. I don't want to sound all consumer-ish, but I made out fairly well. A few model cars, a gift card here and there, and some money for my new project, Operation Get a New Computer That I Won't Just Use For Violent Games and Immoral Websites.
A special shout out to my cousin for getting me the new Dub City die-cast. Of course, I should be asking next year for shelves.
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Wednesday, December 24, 2003
Tis the Season...
Well, I'm sure every blogger worth his/her/its HTML has already made their holiday post.
So here's mine:
Don't be jerks to each other.
And not just for the next week or so.
And call your parents.
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Sunday, December 21, 2003
I know it's too late for Xmas, but since my birthday is exactly one month after Dec. 25, you have plenty of time to click over here and order me a navy blue or green hoodie with either Corona Circle or THESPORQ on the front. Or you can order both. I'm not picky.
Just thought you might like to know.
In other possibly unrelated news, the Cowboys just secured a place in the postseason with a win over the Giants, and the National Terror Alert System was just bumped up to Orange.
I'm fairly certain the two don't have anything to do with each other, but I'm making note of it just in case.
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Tuesday, December 16, 2003
On the Ticket....
Am blogging directly from the nerve center of the nation's most popular sports station, 1310 AM The Ticket.
Later on tonight I'll be on the P1 WAC reviewing WWE Armageddon.
Tune in if you're so inclined.
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Sunday, December 14, 2003
You know, there's times when I think I might be too cynical.
Then I see stuff like this and wonder if I shouldn't just up and move into a sewer drain and forget this whole existence 'thing'.
Click your way over here, and just look at it for a minute.
Before you start in on me, realize I have nothing against people selling coins and stamps and such. If people want to buy stuff like that, it's cool with me.
But this is the U.S MINT. Isn't there something, I don't know, slightly perverse about them selling currency to U.S citizens?
But you know, maybe it's just me.
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Sunday, December 07, 2003
Well, I apologize for not posting, but I wanted to wait till I had something good to share.
I now have a nemesis at work.
Actually, nemesis might be too strong a word. You know how Spider-Man has big-time villains, and then not-so-big ones?
Venom, Green Goblin, Doctor Octopus, Carnage : Big Time.
Vulture, Sandman, Rhino, The Lizard : Almost Big Time.
The Beetle, Boomerang, Shocker, Mysterio: Not.
My particular villain is more in that third category. but that doesn't make him any less of a jerk, or any less deserving of my wrath.
When I say "my wrath", I don't mean your everyday wrath. I learned long ago that I'm not cut out for physical conflict. I prefer the battlefield of the mind.
I plan to drive him insane, all the while playing the part of a helpful co-worker. He's already tipped his hand by reacting angrily to a percieved slight, that was actually a sincere question. Remember, the first person to get mad is almost always at a disadvantage.
If you'll excuse me, I need to finish the plans for my hoverboots.
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