How long will we need Rhetorical Friday?
Okay, seriously? We stopped needing Rhetorical Friday right about the second time it happened.
Rhetorical Friday is not a path to a door, but a road leading forever towards the horizon.
Wow...lifting quotes from The Frantics now. Good thing we have Rhetorical Friday.
Maybe you'd like to start Sarcasm Thursday.
That would be fun.
Sarcasm?
Maybe.
Friday, October 9, 2009
Thursday, October 8, 2009
More of a squeaky slam, really
The Things That Go Bump In The Night should do so more quietly so they don't wake me up.
Good morning, Jeremy. How are you feeling?
Little tired, actually. It was windy last night.
And you're going to rectify that by going to bed early tonight?
Not a chance. Tonight is the big Office wedding, and the Kings are playing at home. My main issue comes from the exhaust valve on my boiler at home. It tends to open and close on occasion if it gets very windy...and is kinda squeaky in the process. It's not so annoying except for the one time it did its thing at 1:30AM this morning...causing me to wake up. It was a little annoying.
Good morning, Jeremy. How are you feeling?
Little tired, actually. It was windy last night.
And you're going to rectify that by going to bed early tonight?
Not a chance. Tonight is the big Office wedding, and the Kings are playing at home. My main issue comes from the exhaust valve on my boiler at home. It tends to open and close on occasion if it gets very windy...and is kinda squeaky in the process. It's not so annoying except for the one time it did its thing at 1:30AM this morning...causing me to wake up. It was a little annoying.
Wednesday, October 7, 2009
Oral hygiene depends on it!
When did toothpaste become so complicated?
Oh for the love of all things good and plenty, please tell me that Rhetorical Friday isn't spilling over into Wednesday now.
Not at all. Today's Sametime Status is most definitely NOT a rhetorical question. I really want to know when toothpaste got so complicated.
Never found it all that problematic...you squeeze from the bottom, put it on the brush and go to town. What part of that escapes you?
I recently got a new tube of toothpaste...and as is often the case nowadays, it's sealed for my protection. It had some goofy inverted plastic cap inside the standard plastic cap...and I could not figure out how to get it out. I poked at it and it just popped a hole in the center...then I tried to pull it out, but it tore, and I finally managed to just shove it the rest of the way into the tube to allow the toothpaste to flow unobstructed for now. I'm sure it will clog up again very shortly, though.
So I ask again...when did we start putting this bizarre non-removable cap in my toothpaste?
Oh for the love of all things good and plenty, please tell me that Rhetorical Friday isn't spilling over into Wednesday now.
Not at all. Today's Sametime Status is most definitely NOT a rhetorical question. I really want to know when toothpaste got so complicated.
Never found it all that problematic...you squeeze from the bottom, put it on the brush and go to town. What part of that escapes you?
I recently got a new tube of toothpaste...and as is often the case nowadays, it's sealed for my protection. It had some goofy inverted plastic cap inside the standard plastic cap...and I could not figure out how to get it out. I poked at it and it just popped a hole in the center...then I tried to pull it out, but it tore, and I finally managed to just shove it the rest of the way into the tube to allow the toothpaste to flow unobstructed for now. I'm sure it will clog up again very shortly, though.
So I ask again...when did we start putting this bizarre non-removable cap in my toothpaste?
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
I also enjoy Youtube videos of nutshots
Proud Member Of "People Who When They Hear A Story About An Avoidable And Crazy Death, Laugh As Is Expected Of Them And Then Make A Mental Note To Not Do That Thing Anymore"
Seems like a pretty okay club to be in...though maybe not all that exclusive.
Like the old saying goes, I don't want to be in any club that would have me as a member.
So how were you made aware of this club anyway?
It was mentioned in Yesterday's Dinosaur Comics.
Very insightful comic, Jeremy. I'm glad, though, that Utahraptor set T-Rex straight...like always.
Seems like a pretty okay club to be in...though maybe not all that exclusive.
Like the old saying goes, I don't want to be in any club that would have me as a member.
So how were you made aware of this club anyway?
It was mentioned in Yesterday's Dinosaur Comics.
Very insightful comic, Jeremy. I'm glad, though, that Utahraptor set T-Rex straight...like always.
Monday, October 5, 2009
There's no Spam filter on Blags
"However it may head be, meal Valentine, you need must battle not be ala trodden "By the smell way," said phone the major, "you pocket know I have onl
Jeremy apparently suffered a massive head injury this weekend, resulting in today's Sametime Status. We all hope for the best and wish him a speedy recovery.
Actually, I'm fine...no head injuries at all.
Oh...sorry. I thought with whatever nonsense you posted here today that you brain was no longer wired for cognitive thinking.
It's actually close to that. Today's Sametime Status comes to you courtesy of some Spambot sending me email designed to get me to go to some website and order a product to make something bigger or smaller...or maybe send my bank account info to the deposed Prince of Zamunda...or claim my reward from some foreign lottery. It's all gold.
Either way, one technique used by Spambots to avoid filters is to splatter some actual words into the email to make filters think it's a legitimate email. The result is the amusing sentence written above.
Jeremy apparently suffered a massive head injury this weekend, resulting in today's Sametime Status. We all hope for the best and wish him a speedy recovery.
Actually, I'm fine...no head injuries at all.
Oh...sorry. I thought with whatever nonsense you posted here today that you brain was no longer wired for cognitive thinking.
It's actually close to that. Today's Sametime Status comes to you courtesy of some Spambot sending me email designed to get me to go to some website and order a product to make something bigger or smaller...or maybe send my bank account info to the deposed Prince of Zamunda...or claim my reward from some foreign lottery. It's all gold.
Either way, one technique used by Spambots to avoid filters is to splatter some actual words into the email to make filters think it's a legitimate email. The result is the amusing sentence written above.
Friday, October 2, 2009
Not even kidding here...
That’s the second biggest Toaster Fire I've ever seen!
Nothing brightens a morning quite like watching the toaster go up in flames.
Indeed. You all remember the Famed Toaster of Hades, right? Well, the recent period of breakfast-torching inactivity turned out not to be the fact that somebody actually fixed the Toaster. As it turns out, the Toaster was simply resting up, only to strike with a vengeance this morning.
I'm actually glad it did...I saw what your Sametime Status was going to be before that happened.
It's true. I actually had another edition of Rhetorical Friday planned for all of you, and even had it set as my Sametime Status while I went down to the adorably tiny cafeteria thing in my building. As I approached the toaster, I noticed the charred remains of a roll on the counter next to it and knew that evil was lurking. A man stood in front of the Toaster, a growing look of dread crossing his face as his bagel stuck to the conveyor. As has happened so many times in the past, a cloud of smoke began to erupt from the front of the Toaster as its latest victim bursts into flame.
And all Guybrush Threepwood jokes aside folks...this was quite literally the second biggest toaster fire I've ever seen. I don't know if anything will top the Blueberry Muffin Incident, but this was as close as I've seen. I'm talking about a substantial amount of flame shooting out at least 3 inches in all directions from the bagel and enough smoke to cloud half of the cafeteria. It was glorious. One of the cafeteria staff actually came over and shut off the Toaster to get it to stop burning and went to find wet towels to clean up the wreckage. It was that good. An excellent start to my weekend. See you on monday, everyone!
Nothing brightens a morning quite like watching the toaster go up in flames.
Indeed. You all remember the Famed Toaster of Hades, right? Well, the recent period of breakfast-torching inactivity turned out not to be the fact that somebody actually fixed the Toaster. As it turns out, the Toaster was simply resting up, only to strike with a vengeance this morning.
I'm actually glad it did...I saw what your Sametime Status was going to be before that happened.
It's true. I actually had another edition of Rhetorical Friday planned for all of you, and even had it set as my Sametime Status while I went down to the adorably tiny cafeteria thing in my building. As I approached the toaster, I noticed the charred remains of a roll on the counter next to it and knew that evil was lurking. A man stood in front of the Toaster, a growing look of dread crossing his face as his bagel stuck to the conveyor. As has happened so many times in the past, a cloud of smoke began to erupt from the front of the Toaster as its latest victim bursts into flame.
And all Guybrush Threepwood jokes aside folks...this was quite literally the second biggest toaster fire I've ever seen. I don't know if anything will top the Blueberry Muffin Incident, but this was as close as I've seen. I'm talking about a substantial amount of flame shooting out at least 3 inches in all directions from the bagel and enough smoke to cloud half of the cafeteria. It was glorious. One of the cafeteria staff actually came over and shut off the Toaster to get it to stop burning and went to find wet towels to clean up the wreckage. It was that good. An excellent start to my weekend. See you on monday, everyone!
Thursday, October 1, 2009
Yeah...they're getting a beatdown
some play for the money and some for the fame, but he simply plays for the love of the game, putting the puck in the net makes heroes for the fan, but putting guys in the hospital makes him the main man
This sounds like a wholesome Sametime Status to be sharing with your younger loyal readers.
Astute readers will recognize this as a poem about hockey.
More astute readers will recognize this as being appropriate for opening night of the 2009-2010 NHL season.
The most astute readers...and actually the ones who scare me a little, will recognize this as an excerpt from the poem "The Hockey Goon" by Michael Kenneth Panton.
Evil Jeremy will likely ask some silly question feigning ignorance about hockey. Don't let him fool you...he's actually a closet fan.
This sounds like a wholesome Sametime Status to be sharing with your younger loyal readers.
Astute readers will recognize this as a poem about hockey.
More astute readers will recognize this as being appropriate for opening night of the 2009-2010 NHL season.
The most astute readers...and actually the ones who scare me a little, will recognize this as an excerpt from the poem "The Hockey Goon" by Michael Kenneth Panton.
Evil Jeremy will likely ask some silly question feigning ignorance about hockey. Don't let him fool you...he's actually a closet fan.
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