after this weekend, I promise there will be photos.

Deathstrogen

oh jesus, coffee first thing in the morning always makes me feel like I'm going to explode in a tsunami of the shits. Why do people need this stuff on a daily basis?

I have to say, whenever I am in a parking lot and I walk behind a car that is running and has a woman at the wheel, I worry for my life for a moment. I always expect to have to jump out of the way as they start to back out of the spot while fixing their hair in the rearview mirror and balancing their cellphone between chin and shoulder. Sometimes this scenario includes their loudmouth friend cackling at them too...which naturally means said driver woman stops looking in the rearview mirror at her hair and starts looking at her loudmouth friend, because as we all know, it's pretty hard to hear someone talk without looking at them in the face ESPECIALLY while driving, right?

Not to promote stereotypes, but is it a stereotype if it’s the truth?

Nobody reads this anymore, and yeah, understandable, it's pretty boring anyway, so I think I'm gonna pack it in once again at least partially, maybe I'll post here if anything happens that I feel like mentioning, but otherwise, meh. You can check if you want, or not, whatever you feel like is fine. Who knows? It seems whenever I decide to quit, I feel the urge again, but this is some pretty hardcore brain constipation so we’ll see.

I’ll leave it up, because there are photos from back when I started this and stuff that I don’t have here at home anymore and I am too procrastinaty to look for and save right now. HA, look how I am writing this as if someone other than myself is reading, although I never really spent much time thinking about who might be reading and maybe that is the problem too?

I noticed the first time I stopped writing, well, people never really came back again, but even I can admit that there hasn’t been anything interesting, well-written or funny here for a long time now, and that is pretty much a good enough reason to call it quits no? I don’t think the blog ever functioned the way I had planned for it to; as a way to keep me writing, writing anything just to keep the pipes cleared. Looks like I flushed too much crap down the drain though, cause the pipes are thoroughly blocked and I don’t think this blog is the way to clear them.

If the question is “Does your brain have a limit as far as how much it can hold and regurgitate in an interesting manner” then the answer for me is clearly yes. Also, the answer might be that I’ve become a joyless, brain-dead robot. So I should probably work on that. In the real world. Sometime. Soon. Maybe.

What do you think about a blogging code of conduct?

Among those calling for a bloggers' code of conduct is Tim O'Reilly - touted as one of the web's most influential thinkers. He told BBC Radio Five Live that it could be time to formalise blogging behaviour. "I do think we need some code of conduct around what is acceptable behaviour, I would hope that it doesn't come through any kind of [legal/government] regulation it would come through self-regulation."

Read the whole article here.

Asking people to self-regulate is liking asking a dog to fix its own dinner.

I personally like the freedom of blogging. I've had terribly insulting comments before, it's been my experience that they generally come from those people in the lowest echelons of the IQ chart. It's also been my experience that if you ignore them completely, they eventually go away.

Generally, unacknowledged comments are like bad sex; they'll eventually look elsewhere for what they want.

2 years back I had more to say

Remember when this post made people mad?

I'm really confused by bloggers who write exclusively about their depression, mental problems, bi-polar issues, etc. I mean, honestly, it seems like they really enjoy being in that state and will do anything to be validated within it. I've known a few people with problems like manic depression and the like and believe me, they were too caught up in the difficult reality of living with it to sit around talking about it and seeking feedback about how they were ok even though they acted like a royal asshole or imbecile or anti-social jerk. As a result, they were generally treated as "normal" (whatever that is), because they didn't go out of their way to make a big deal of it. Why not? Because that was their normal existence.

Yeah, I think mental illness is over diagnosed and I think people (especially women) really use it as a crutch to not get on with their lives and fix THEMSELVES.

Like I said, most truly "crazy" people don't sit around analyzing themselves on a blog. Some write truly brilliant, inspired, kooky things that are fascinating to read. But those are few and far between and don't usually come with a big warning sign that screams PROZAC USER, SAD PERSON WHO NEEDS YOU TO BE NICE. Here is an excerpt from a blog like this. I apologize to the writer, but only slightly, because after all YOU put it out there.

"A few weeks back, I met someone who got nervous around me after I mentioned I am taking prozac. I expected a bit more sense from someone who works for the Army.
Some people are downright rude, treating you like a retard as though I dont have enough sense to understand they are treating me like crap. I am depressed not intellectually challenged.
Some people go out of their way to be nice to me but unfortunately thats a rare occurence."

O.K. Why are you telling someone you just met you are on Prozac? Maybe they treat you like a retard because you retardedly spew out your "problem" right off the bat and then quizzically stare at them waiting for them to "treat you nice"? Don't you feel like a freak when people "go out of their way to be nice" because they feel sorry for your pathetic ass? No? Of course not, because even in this short excerpt, I can see that is the reaction you are after. That and the multitude of ALL female comments saying "yeah, me too!"

That's all. I might have an anger problem. I'll be waiting for you to be nice to me. Or else.

I just saw a commercial for some laundry detergent, Sunlight I think, but whatever, it's supposed to be GREAT at getting out kid's grass stains, it sounds like it's made for grass stains even.

Sunlight? I don't think kids get grass stains anymore. I'm not even sure most of them have ever seen real grass, like in person you know?

Just wanted to tell you in case you thought you were going to actually sell some of that shit so that moms could get out grass stains. Now grease stains, that's a different matter.

I'm sending him to your house