February 2006 – LonelyMachines

Code

Yes, I know it looks like crap…

I’m currently switching everything over to WordPress, and as I do, some of the older (non-journaled) stuff is on hiatus during the transmission. I’ve cut/pasted a few things over, like the theme-pages, and you’ve no doubt noticed that they need some work.

This leaves you with several options, as I see it:

Stop your cryin’, your momma’s not here to take care of you,
Cry all you want, but don’t make me listen, OR,
Download and clean ’em up yourself. I might even give you credit.

Also, notice that some pages have changed name (and therefore links), so PLEASE search if you don’t find something before you write me an email that reads, “D00d! I can’t fins teh Mall niNja p4ge!!! Is it hax0red?!?”

Things like that just make me smarmy. Then mad. Then tired. Then I can’t get anything done. Bear in mind, the old content should still be up under the original structure, so direct links should work.

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Ordnance

Guns don’t kill people…

…the Vice-President does!

Oh my God, it’s just too easy. Anyone who knows my cynical/whimsical take on the world knows that I was put on this Earth for moments like this. C’mon, it’s Rule #4: never fire until you are sure of your target and its periphery.

Since nobody was killed or seriously hurt, I feel that it is my right, NO, my OBLIGATION as an American (and therefore a smartass) to pick on this to no end. Unlike CNN, I have a sense of humor, though.

So let’s get some slogans. I’ll start: “You can have my gun when the Secret Service guys pry it from my cold, dead, hands,” or

“First we kill all the lawyers…wait, Dick Cheney got there first!” Feel free to chime in with your own

Oh, and if you don’t know what I’m talking about, here’s a Google cache of the story. What’s most perplexing is the fact that the media are fuming that they weren’t notified immediately when it happened.

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Code

“Oh my God, it’s on fire! We’re all gonna…”

We’ll be having some minor, some not-so-minor and some downright scary technical difficulties over the next couple of days. I’m transferring the site to a new server, so some stuff may not work. Just check back.

Oh, quit bitching. Like you even pay for anything on the internet anymore…

Info Dump

Stupidity hits home

On my way home from work last night, I got rear-ended. In my new Jeep. Just over a month old. Dammit.

The other party was driving a red Honda, either a Prelude or an Accord, Georgia tag 1794 ANW. If you see him, feel free to call Cherokee County Police at (678) 493-4140.

At first, he fled, then stopped and offered to “take care of me.” I responded that I would only settle for his license and insurance, and that yes, I was involving the police. At this point, he got threatening, and I had to retreat.

I’ve filed a report, and hopefully they’ll catch the imbecile. Funny thing is, I’m not as angry about this as I could be. I guess a part of me really has grown up at some point–I’m really more concerned about getting his insurance to pay for the damage. Most of it’s cosmetic, but he ran up underneath my back bumper, nailing the tailpipe, which in turn pushed into the muffler, killing it.

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Civil Rights

More New Orleans fallout

Remember Patricia Konie? She was the lady the news cameras caught being forcibly removed from her home during the state-mandated “evacuation” of New Orleans following the horrible mismanagement of the Katrina debacle.

Well, as it turns out, she was injured during the scuffle when she was body-slammed by a man three times her weight, and according to the U.S. Newswire:

“(…)Konie was greeting a reporter and photographer from a San Francisco TV station and a journalist from the London Times when police unexpectedly entered her home. When she refused to leave as ordered, they confiscated a firearm used for defense and according to Konie, “slammed” her to the ground, both displacing and fracturing her left shoulder.

“After remaining in custody for several hours without charges being filed against her by authorities, she was flown alone to South Carolina where she remained for more than a month before returning to her native New Orleans.”

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