man...I love bad jokes....as if this site's not enough of a bad joke on it's own...
Two antennas meet on a roof, fall in love and get married. The ceremony wasn't much, but the reception was excellent.
Two hydrogen atoms walk into a bar. One says, "I've lost my electron." The other says, "Are you sure?" The first replies, "Yes, I'm positive..."
A jumper cable walks into a bar. The bartender says, "I'll serve you, but don't start anything."
Two peanuts walk into a bar, and one was a salted.
A man walks into a bar with a slab of asphalt under his arm and says: "A beer please, and one for the road."
A man takes his Rottweiler to the vet and says, "My dog's cross-eyed, is there anything you can do for him?" "Well," says the vet, "let's have a look at him." So he picks the dog up and examines his eyes, then checks his teeth. Finally, he says, "I'm going to have to put him down." "What? Because he's cross-eyed?" "No, because he's really heavy."
I went to a seafood disco last week... and pulled a mussel.
After Kirsten's discovery that Google sees a strong relationship between this sight and Putracine, I decided to check through the server logs and for some of the wierder GOogle searches that brings readers to our little home on teh interwob...not completely inclusive, but for the month of December...
glat
chapelle show clips
getting out of jury duty
jony dep
facacta
diy flamethrower
arrow bar sf cocaine hipster
garden of eden key west
putracine
evite saran
lazlo hollyfield
pubic stencils
eternal sunshine
scatman caruthers
pop a squat drunk
mary kay laturno
solemn and dignified ramadan
cole valley drinking progressive
...when life creates it's own ironies. A dating service for Ayn Rand freaks. (Via my vew fav site, fimoculous.com...which looks better in my RSS reader, I'm not a fan of their layout. )
Oh and some guy called 867-5309...in every area code. Results here. (also from fimoculous).
Oh, and Tung tipped me to this Keyhole app, pretty cool stuff.
After a 45 minute BART and a walk in the rain, I get to work this morning to find NO ONE here. I began to think that either there was a major disaster while I was on BART or we were told to not come to work and I wasn't listening...big shocker there, me not listening.... As it turns out, while my facacta company won't give us NYE off apparently the Monday after New Years is fair game....
And to randomly change the subject (cause that's how I do it)...This whole commiditization of blogging has really turned me off. I love the idea that a single voice unregulated by the major media channels can change the world, but when ABC starts making Bloggers the person of the year, I want to puke. I don't know why I hate things once they become really popular. I think it turns me off when people clamor to celebrate their own fame and sort of lose sight of the reason they became famous...
Oh well, you know what they say....it's all pun and games until someone loses an eye.
Pic courtesy of ExplodingDog