An imaginary place in a reactionary time
Yucky passed away this morning. He was old when Kenneth found him. He was old when Renae took him in. So his official age is old.
Scourge of mop dogs and Chihuahuas.
Lover of snow.
Piner for the fjords.
Blood brother to Marvin three paranoid android.
Sniffer of feet.
Posseser of the side long glance and dogfish sigh.
Defender of Renae.
I’ve got to learn to compose email and blog posts offline. Composing online is a bad habit I got into 35+ years ago on Teletypes connected to remote PDP-8s.
The Normal Rockwell view. Taking a break from plowing through the email, testing the WP app on my phone.
300 plus emails to power through. I’ve lost count of how many I’ve read today.
And the evening is still young.
From the Oatmeal. Used with their permission 
Like the Oatmeal, I’m against SOPA/PIPA-EVEN THOUGH MY COPYRIGHTED MATERIAL HAS BEEN PIRATED ONLINE. Unlike the Oatmeal I don’t believe it is necessary to pass additional legislation to fight online copying, nor do I believe it’s piracy*. Nor do I think the bills purveyors are suffering any harm from online copying-the motion picture industry of Amerika have just had their 2 most profitable years ever. This is about control of speech, control of access to information and control of populations. And about a corrupt political system for sale to the highest bidder. Trust me, if actual piracy was involved, the President would’ve happily sent the SEALS to cap them.
This is important enough that I spent over an hour standing outside borrowing wifi to make this pos
*There has been one case of movie piracy, where a support feature attempt to take over the main feature by force of arms. They were harshly dealt with. 50 woofie points to anyone who remembers the movie containing that brilliant bit parodying corporate takeovers-
Not that anyone cares. Maybe we’ll even begin posting again. As for the why, it seems to have been a upload error, something which has never happened before. Time to investigate a new OS X FTP client.
Sometimes you don’t have time to finish breakfast, like when the phone company sends thugs in to throw you out of your apartment. Oh well, I was thinking about moving anyway.
Will the President of the USA please remove the Koch brothers genitals from his mouth? PLEASE!!! You do know they’re not going to give you any money, and you know from all the jobs they created under Bush they’re not going to create any for you. This latest giving in without a fight makes me wonder how he got through university and law school (hint, hint). The affects of this are huge, because increasingly the fabled legendary independents that Obama is always catering to are saying “why should I vote for a fake republican when I can vote for the real deal?”
My phone is dead. I’m perturbed.
No, I’m pissed off. And I have to get ahold of people without email…
Insert expletive here.
Food or $20 buck Nokia?
