Funny and mainly true. Matrix 2 obviously should have a 0 of 10, but let's not quibble over that, shall we? LOTR sums it up nicely. Godfather 3 is harsh LOL.
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Showing posts with label ruxpinweb. Show all posts
Showing posts with label ruxpinweb. Show all posts
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Funny and mainly true. Matrix 2 obviously should have a 0 of 10, but let's not quibble over that, shall we? LOTR sums it up nicely. Godfather 3 is harsh LOL.
via DAN METH
Oakland dispatch.
It's 4pm rush hour Friday. I am on the west coast for business. Having a little time to kill while my traveling companion was further east at a quilt store, I had just arrived at the Oakland 12th street BART station with an hour to kill, and settled in at a nearby Starbucks in a window seat. A manager returns to the store and announces, "Folks, there is a riot a few blocks down the street at the police station and they are tear gassing them, and they are expected to march this way. Last week when they did this they broke all the windows in this store. So you may want to move along now. BART just closed down the 12th street station as a precaution."
Apparently this is all continued protest at the recent police killing of an unarmed BART passenger, captured on many, many camera phones by BART users.
Well. I hustle my fanny out the Starbucks door. A dozen helicopters are circling RIGHT overhead. Cops are everywhere. Grungy Berkeley college-types (if this were 1989 they'd all be wearing safety pin anarchy symbols) are everywhere with video and still cameras setting up to tape the whole show. Sensible adults are RUNNING past me to get away from the area. My only thought is to get the hell away, and I know the next BART station is at 19th street. Now mind you, I don't know Oakland that well, but I can get a pretty good sense what direction NOT to move toward in the circumstances. Eventually, I find my way to the station and hop a packed, packed train out of town. By which time they announce the 12th street station is reopened, and the "event" has been quelled. Fifty minutes later, I'm dining not three blocks from where the "riot" took place. Oakland is a fun town.
So, a little scary, yes. But nothing any of you ought wet your panties over. Over and out.
Apparently this is all continued protest at the recent police killing of an unarmed BART passenger, captured on many, many camera phones by BART users.
Well. I hustle my fanny out the Starbucks door. A dozen helicopters are circling RIGHT overhead. Cops are everywhere. Grungy Berkeley college-types (if this were 1989 they'd all be wearing safety pin anarchy symbols) are everywhere with video and still cameras setting up to tape the whole show. Sensible adults are RUNNING past me to get away from the area. My only thought is to get the hell away, and I know the next BART station is at 19th street. Now mind you, I don't know Oakland that well, but I can get a pretty good sense what direction NOT to move toward in the circumstances. Eventually, I find my way to the station and hop a packed, packed train out of town. By which time they announce the 12th street station is reopened, and the "event" has been quelled. Fifty minutes later, I'm dining not three blocks from where the "riot" took place. Oakland is a fun town.
So, a little scary, yes. But nothing any of you ought wet your panties over. Over and out.
the process. oh. my.
Just go. Read. Or watch, the horror awaits either way. (Both!)
here, kitty kitty. here, kitty kitty.
via Andrew Sullivan
the Singularity has been achieved
French fry-coated hot dog on a stick!
That is all.
You may now return to whatever you were doing.
via urlesque
That is all.
You may now return to whatever you were doing.
via urlesque
the eternal work in progress mutates once again
Ah, screw it. Let's just combine ruxpintunes, ruxpinplay, and ruxpinweb into one big old blog, eh? Sooooo much easier. (Upon reflection, let's keep spam haiku its own separate, beautiful site, shall we?)
Still kicking the tires on this getup, so the old blogs will remain in place for the time being. But they'll not be getting updates henceforth. Tune in here instead, o vast and wide readership. (Pshaw, pshaw, hardy har har.)
Still kicking the tires on this getup, so the old blogs will remain in place for the time being. But they'll not be getting updates henceforth. Tune in here instead, o vast and wide readership. (Pshaw, pshaw, hardy har har.)
but when will we ever have time to surf our beloved Web?
here we went and teased about not having read any books since back in the mid-nineties, and thanks to Goodreads we are Informed by Our Feed that in fact, we are reading ten, as in presently. we've been blissfully unaware of how awash we are in books. what a hoot, confronted with our own book-readin'-denying selves.
We are a Reader, after all!
(And we'll be damned if we didn't read that whole Dental Dictionary, thank you very much, ya'll are just haters!) We're not sure if the site will makes us read more, or just want to read more. that remains to be seen. every time we think we've listed every darn book we ever read, another twenty pop into our head. they should get senior citizens on their site, a la Brain Age or Wii, get those brain cells firing up again.
but...books are so...so...heavy. ...and that new-fangled world wide web sure is so light and frothy and oh so mighty tempting...
have to see how this one plays out.
(p.s. love you, Momma! we love this picture of you oh so very. and no you can't have it back!)
where's your knight in shining armor now, girlfriend?
Nail on the head. It has been a disillusioning week for Obama fans on the left. And yet I sense the media spin of Hillary always in the mainstream media coverage, the secret sauce.
spam haiku is addictive, yo
what to do? the spams themselves gave us our answer: trying to evade the filtering anti-spam software deployed against them, the spam marketers had begun filling emails with gibberish text, almost-phrases randomly deployed to evade, and penetrate. we certainly felt penetrated. and in turn, we went all meat beat on their asses, giving birth. we would take their words and use them to make money off the bastards. Thanks, AdSense!
process? yes, these are the spam marketer's words from their emails, cherry-picked and assembled mosaic/collage style by the spam haiku collective. they did not always come from a single spam mail, but usually from a given day's bursting spam mail box, collected, selected, digested, sorted, spewed, fiddled-with, and blogged all over your ass. enjoy, and join us.
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