Archive for the 'WTF?' Category
Sweet Little Dolls.
Tuesday, November 7th, 2006Have you seen the TV ad for the Playstation 3??
It features an incredibly creepy baby doll blinking and sort of reaching out for the thing, and is quite possibly the most disturbing, horrifying, alarming, run-shut-the-damn-TV-off-quick-quick thing I have ever seen.
But then I don’t like dolls. At all. Especially “lifelike” rubber baby dolls. […]
Teenagers Decoded, Volume I.
Friday, November 3rd, 2006I am lucky enough to live three houses away from the high school bus stop, so consequently I get to watch all the little miscreants trudge to and from school.
I’ve learned a lot, watching these punks. When it was warm enough to sit on the front porch steps and I could get a really […]
Hit Me Baby. One More Time. Really.
Thursday, October 26th, 2006Most of my musical tastes run through the rock/punk/industrial vein, and I also have a strong taste for blues, soul, and old rap music; but while riffling through my MP3s in order to put stuff on the iPod, I’m noticing that I have a lot of truly weird - and maybe downright embarrassing - shit […]
Just a Not-FYI.
Monday, October 16th, 2006That thing that you all were not wishing me luck for last week may or may not be this afternoon, so if you wanted to not wish me luck for it again, I suppose you could not do so again, if you felt like not doing so.
The preceding sentence is the most confounded, stupid sentence […]
Yer On Notice.
Tuesday, October 10th, 2006I may have just returned from an appointment - an appointment which may have been quite far from my house - where a fucking nurse may have just informed me that I was cancelled due to a scheduling conflict.
God forbid the motherfuckers call me ahead of time. That would be the polite, responsible […]
Or, I Could Always Smoke Crack.
Wednesday, September 20th, 2006So tomorrow morning I go for the second tilt table test, the one that may decide whether or not I get a pacemaker. I’ve been on the highest dosage possible of the speed-like medication that is supposed to prevent me from falling down going boom; and while I think it has helped to some […]
Karma’s a Bitch…
Wednesday, September 13th, 2006Because I got all righteous in that last post, I had a horrible, horrible dream about the giant, terrifying, grossly swollen, bloody, disembodied head of Brad Pitt talking to me from my open closet.
I think Chuck Palahniuk would have approved.
I woke up literally shaking. You wouldn’t think that a Brad Pitt dream would leave […]
Fun New Toy. Talk To Me.
Monday, September 11th, 2006In the interest of self-distraction, gots me a fun new toy. Now you can hear me, and I can hear you.
Go ahead and leave a voice message in the comments. Get your kids to leave messages. Your dog, even.
See? Fun for the whole family.
(PS - You phone messages in. No […]
Hisssssssssss.
Sunday, September 10th, 2006I take my blood pressure all the time now. Every time I hear the little rubber bulb hissing out its breath I feel like I am concurrently breathing out a sigh of relief that I am still upright.
This is bothering me.
For some reason this is bothering me more than the Fuckbrain because while I […]
Bustin’ Makes Me Feel Good.
Monday, September 4th, 2006One of the Google ads on my page today was “Cat Repellent”.
“Get rid of cats without the hassle!”
Personally, I find that shooting rubberbands at the little suckers works wonders. My aim isn’t always the greatest, but it’s fun to watch them scatter like mice; and when you hit one, the yowl is really satisfying.
I […]
