WWWhat in the World Wide Web

So I had the afternoon off, and decided to go look for some new (to me) Tag-bots. I didn’t find the one I was looking for, but I did find this:

I have no response to that.

The other day, my friend sent me a picture that is definitely a worthy addition to my list of saddest things. Brace yourself, because here it is:

Seriously. If you want to get as sad as possible as quickly as possible, you can’t beat this picture, or the product pictured. It’s right up there with bluegrass covers of Modest Mouse songs. High octane sadness fuel, I shit thee not. I can’t even go into all the reasons right now, because I have to go drink a glass of sand.

This is the part where I say that I’ll have to write more in the future about how store-brand knockoff products always make me feel a little odd (trips to Aldi were dangerous, to say the least), but I probably will never get around to it.

Two days ago I saw a house centipede walking across my wall. I hit it with my shoe, and it raised one of its many legs to flip me the bird. I hit it harder and squashed half its body, and then it just vanished.

You can probably guess what I saw tonight… »

Remember this? Whatever devilry they’re up to, they’ve expanded their operations.

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And since there was a normally lit floor visible, I was able to achieve some kind of decent white balance!

In the men’s can at Mike ’N Molly’s, a drawing:

Every night that I’ve been on Church Street, there’s been this unearthly blue light on the second floor of the perpetually unfinished M2 building.

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I tried to get the blue accurate, but that did a number on every other color in these pics.

So, let’s set the wayback machine to a more innocent time. Barring that, let’s go back to October 19, 2006. I wrote this in my inter-net livejournal online blog page site:

Title: I cold invented a word tonight

I uttered the new word “GROINTMENT” many times in the course of this evening.

A. said, “I think ‘groin’ is the ugliest word in the English language” and Ted said that “ointment” was even worse, so of course I had to top them both.

GROINTMENT. Groin + Ointment = Grointment!

GROINTMENT! “Dapper Dan, for the groin!” (tm Ted)

G R O I N T M E N T !

Order now, operators are standing by…

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And then, I came up with the best song title ever: “Frodo applies the grointment to Sam”. I am never drinking again.

So tonight I was thinking to myself, and wondering if anyone on earth was insane enough to have also come up with that word. The answer may surprise you, but probably not »

So I’m finally doing another camera dump, since it’s been a couple weeks, and I notice something weird with the file numbers. The last pic I took on November 14 was IMG_3991. Then I didn’t take any pics for almost a week, due to crappy weather and such. The next pic, taken on November 20, was IMG_9012.

Did aliens abduct my camera and take over 5000 pics? Did I go to a really awesome party, and not remember a thing? Did aliens abduct me and take me to the awesome party? Where ARE these 5000 missing pics? A-and what were they of?

ZUH?

Today’s lunch: Bobo’s BBQ

The good news is that I found Dora’s brush. The bad news is that only about 10% of her loose fur is pictured here. The rest is still on her.

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