Random Crap, OF DOOOM!!  

My own little corner online, where I can hide all my belly-button lint.

I think I can stick links in here...
It appears so!
I never liked that archive crap anyway.
Maybe i should organize these into sections...
Yeah, that would be cool.

Artists to worship:
Cam
Robert Venosa
Alex Gray
M.C. Escher
Stanlislav Szukalski
Zdzislaw freaking Beksinski
Rene Magritte
Honore Fragonard (now mostly translated!)
Senor Zar
Ex-Python animator
Mr. Bird could beat up your mother AND a dinosaur
Ernst Fuchs (fyooks, you asshat)

Don't let your kids listen to:
TOOL
SOAD
Cornell+RATM
Big Dumb Face
White/Rob Zombie
Collective Soul
Ozomatli
Damn pretentious Canadians
Queens of the Stone Age

People with the misfortune of knowing me:
Teh GOAT!
Teh STAB?
Teh w00tFr3d!!1!
McNugget.
Someone I don't really know but has good taste in TOOL, err, music.
My sister was dropped on her head.
The rest of my friends have too much self-respect for an online presence.

We dn't need no stikning spellchecker!

Fine, I'll archive this crap:

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Okay, so we have this student semi-interning with us. She's not all that, um, intelligent or, um, interesting; but she's our bridge student, so we love her.

So she comes in today wearing a "I <3 Nerds" shirt. My co-worker says "OMG, I <3 That shirt!!11!! I have a sticker JUST LIKE IT." NERD, it says. Now, I DO like my co-worker, but those two just the other day had a conversation about how they don't understand video games in the slightest and are heavily annoyed with those who play them. They're both still on AOL or MSN and I'm quite sure have never talked to an actual nerd for more than 5 minutes of their life.

Nerd, they said.

You know, I'm juuust fine with wearing T-shirts about being a mechanic name Jesus, and other various things that have no connection to real life. But could you at least know the definition of the word you're emblazoning across your chest? I mean, it's only four letters, it can't be hard. I'm okay with you being vacuous and superficial and all, but you please not associate my favorite group of social outcasts with your inane lifestyle and social butterfly proclivities?

Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to spend the next four hours not talking to humans and getting a monitor tan.


  posted by Travis @ 12:36 PM


6/24/2004  
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