The mission was necessary, achieveable, and noble.
Was?
Pachyderm Blogging IX
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Pachyderm Blogging VIII
Boo to you, Michael Moore.
I would like to point out that I personally supported McCain before Bush in 2000. I think he’s crazy enough to carried the war to the terrorists in 2001 and beyond. Also, McCain as president, there would have been no McCain-Feingold. There, I said it.
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Pachyderm Blogging VII
John McCain, who cannot comb his own hair from hanging and torture in POW camps in North Vietnam, says this is the challenge of our generation.
His, and ours. It’s the continuing challenge of all American generations.
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Pachyderm Blogging VI
Lindsey Graham? I never would have guessed from his vocals on “Big Love” that he had a southern accent.
United America? I daresay not. We are the United States of America, you politico. We shall not dissolve the electoral college, nor will we let the majority of Americans rule this country.
I thought they said you were from North Carolina. Sounds like a Washingtonian sentiment to me.
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Pachyderm Blogging V
Spare me the Rubes in Paradise interviews with people from the rest of the country who’re in NYC for the first time.
I’ve never been to NYC, and I’m no worse for wear. No less sophisticated, no less educated, and Hillary Clinton is not one of my senators.
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Pachyderm Blogging IV
Sometimes a Cocoon allusion just feels right.
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Pachyderm Blogging III
This is opening night of the festival? Kerik, police officers, fire department union members in Milwaukee, Zainab Al-Suwaij, and then the crescendo of McCain and Giuliani?
Who said the GOP had no star power? If this is foreplay, I am a dead man!
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I Got Your Live Blogging Right Here
Sitting in the den with a laptop as you curse your wireless connection? Pah! You’re a piker.
Me, I’m sitting in my office. I’ve deployed the T1 for its ultimate purpose: streaming media. I’ve got the eMac fired up and running the CSPAN live feed while I sit here and blog on my primary Windows machine.
Face it. You are a poor geek. Bow to me!
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Pachyblogging II
I like
Coverage on CSPAN
Texas hard rock bands
Devious Karl Rove plans
And twins.
Leaders who are Dicks
Hot conservative chicks
Moving Reagan pics
And those twins.
(I think I shall have to learn to appreciate the comfort of the sofa this evening with my less-than-latent fixation.)
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Pachyblogging
That giant blue elephant on the video screen behind the podium would be a whole lot better in 3D, ainna?
Whoa! Look out for that trunk!
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Be There, Do That
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All Hail Bob’s Blog!
Bob Rybarcyzk, the world-reknowned (pending) humor columnist from the St. Louis Post-Dispatch, has revived his blog: Bob Writes Stuff.
Granted, he could use a Sekimori transfusion, but if you told him that, he’d probably look for it at the corner liquor store.
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I Am Honored
Someone nominated me as one of the top 260 underrated blogs. I am humbled, particularly as I suspect my beautiful wife was not the submitter.
Thank you, unknown benefactor.
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Knowing Your Place
Jeff Jarvis notes the rise of blogs, again. For all the hoopla, I remind other bloggers to remember our place.
Bloggers write for other bloggers and about a half dozen readers who don’t blog (yet).
We’re Citizens Band Radio dot com.
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Any Blogger Who’s Crazy, Raise Your Hand
From a CNet story about blogs at the nominating conventions:
“You’ve got to closely watch what they do,” a political consultant recently told me, adding that campaigns can’t afford to adopt a casual approach to blogs that pop up during races. “Some of them are really crazy.”
Oooh! Oooh! Miiiiister Kottah!
Sorry, I was introspecting and taking a Horshack test, and I saw in it that I am one of the crazy bloggers.
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Another Juvenile Practices His First Amendment Rights
Looks like some punk has exercised his first amendment rights to expression through vandalism on Hugh Hewitt.com:
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Isn’t that little bastard precocious? Unfortunately, there are some segments of society who would see this as a justifiable protest.
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Again, With Feeling
Pop-Up Mocker updated. Come on, guys, sometimes the posts are kinda amusing, ainna?
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Book Review: The Complete Geek (An Owner’s Manual) by Johnny Deep (1997)
I can’t believe I read skimmed the whole thing.
I bought this book at Downtown Books in Milwaukee for a couple of dollars, and I took a flier on it because I was in the throes of bibliophilic bacchanal, where another two dollars here and another two dollars there, and suddenly there’s no room in the trunk of the Eclipse for luggage. So I paid $2.95 for this, over ten times its value.
For starters, it’s printed in some comic sans serif font that looks funny informally, is bearable in short doses on the Web, and annoys the hell out of someone trying to read 200 pages of a computerized impersonation of barely-legible handwriting.
Also, its cartoons and cartoonish drawings by a slumming Bruce Tinsley (Mallard Fillmore) are derivative, ultimately limited by the material itself which is centered around the fictitious online journal of “Bill G.” who writes a computer friend who’s supposed to go out into the Internet to find who the best geek is. Or something. I’m not to clear on what’s supposed to tie this collection together.
I mean, there are sections where Bill Clinton is learning from Dale Carnegeek about how to influence geeks, and a section about how to date geeks, and throughout the book asks the reader to tabulate his or her geek quotient through a series of questions. So each chapter revolves around a macro-question and its component subquestions, which appear at the top of each page or so, and meanwhile the chapter is some banter or running storyline about Dilbart (a cartoon cross between Dilbert and Bart, for no particular reason) or Bill G. interacting with his computer bot friend, or the computer bot exploring the Internet cloud.
When it comes right down to it, there’s nothing funny in the book. Not a single chuckle, no matter what state of inebriation I was in while reading it.
I am sure it was hipper, edgier, and more timely in 1997, when the publisher could make a buck on anything with Internet in the title, or geek.
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Need I Say It?
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BraveNet World
Funny, Frank Herbert, J.R.R. Tolkien, and R.A. Salvatore don’t suffer from the literary persecution John Norman does. Here’s section 8d of BraveNet’s terms of service:
(d) Associate Bravenet and any Products and Services with any adult material of any sort. This includes, but is not limited to, such things as nudity, any site, page, image or service requiring any adult verification service, anything that users to be 18 or older to view or join or access, and any text, image or likeness suggesting sexual and/or inappropriate and/or illegal acts of any sort. Without limiting the foregoing, you may not use the Products and Services to store, use, contain or display pornography, adult novelties, adult toys, XXX material, escort services, Gorean, bondage, BDSM, bigotry, racism, hatred, profanity, or any material which may be insulting to another person(s) or entity;
No Counter-Earth fan pages for you, children.
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