As of the time of this writing, I have two live-in poors of my very own. Fancy has one. This is your penultimate guide to maintaining their health and marketability.
5.02.2008
The Care And Feeding Of Proles
4.25.2008
419 Scams Hit Prosper
Check it out while it's still running! There's a total 419 scam going on on Prosper, as someone who apparently works in the clergy claims to be bringing gold, diamonds, atom bombs, lions, tigers, and prostitutes from South Africa to the USA! Okay, just gold and diamonds. But still.
4.24.2008
Roommates and Buddy's Totally Awesome Window Adventure
Do you see this? It's a totally awesome pot plant my ghetto roommates put RIGHT UP IN THE WINDOW WHERE EVERYBODY CAN SEE. I told them to take it out of the window yesterday, when we first found it, but it's still there. Because it's totally awesome, and therefore it has more right to be in the house than me, a completely legal immigrant from Seattle.
4.15.2008
Move Over Joe Camel

I don't have a problem with sharing cigarettes, especially with friends, because friends are awesome and cigarettes were meant to be used in groups, much like needles, condoms, and lasers. Apparently, however, I am so disgustingly popular that now random people come to my desk to ask for cancer, even people who don't smoke and people who I have never seen before. I'm not actually sure all of them work at my job.
4.03.2008
Shitty
From the Consumerist: What's the dumbest thing Tide (detergent) could put on the internet?
Today Is Slapping Day
To satisfy my need to both increase violence and celebrate completely worthless holidays, I declare today Slapping Day. It's pretty cathartic to cut to the root of an issue, and then slap other people for being wrong.
| Target | Righteous Vengeance |
|---|---|
| Emo Bands | SLAP. STOP CARING. |
| Girls named some variation of Mackenzie | SLAP. STOP BEING TRENDY. |
| Jimmy Albright | SLAP. STOP LIVING. |
| Waitresses | OMG I HATE BEING TOUCHED I'M GOING TO TIP YOU ANYWAYS SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP |
3.31.2008
Tweeker Tire
They're all over Las Vegas. They operate 24 hours a day. They will fix the shit out of your tires.
3.12.2008
Somebody Has Issues
8:17:01 AM Kerplunk: funny that you say that because i have them stuck in my head
9:42:33 AM Kerplunk: i have the mentos song stuck in my head
4:28:51 PM Kerplunk: dammit now i have the only millencolin song i know stuck in my head
1:55:39 PM Kerplunk: i have that american pie song stuck in my head now
4:08:42 PM Kerplunk: i have a good charlotte song stuck in my head
4:38:11 PM Kerplunk: so i have that rockstart song in my head
12:11:00 PM Kerplunk: now i have that love and marriage song stuck in my head
10:27:53 AM Kerplunk: oh i have pennywise in my head
4:29:35 PM Kerplunk: so now i have Bruce lee vs. the kiss army stuck in my head
1:11:54 PM Kerplunk: ohh dance eh?
1:12:06 PM Kerplunk: can i leave my friends behind?
1:12:18 PM Tele: well, you know. if they don't dance...
1:12:29 PM Kerplunk: they are no frineds of mine...for sure..
1:15:13 PM Kerplunk: now i have that song stuck in my head
3:08:24 PM Kerplunk: is it lady marmalade
3:08:30 PM Kerplunk: because thats stuck in my head
2:45:23 PM Kerplunk: but u should download nonpoint...the song is called what a day
2:46:56 PM Kerplunk: ive had that song stuck in my head all day...i didnt know half the words so i googled them and i have been singing it in my head
3.11.2008
Class Of Buffer Overflow
It seems like everybody who writes things on the internet has some kind of college degree, which annoys me because I've never seen the point in getting one. I graduated high school with a grade point average of negative seventy, learned how to write code, and got a job doing it. No degree necessary.
3.10.2008
Truth Is Stranger: How I Went To The Launch Party
The magical little girl fairy princess, Nelly, who I once saved from self-destruction in the midst of an obscure planet of stupid pink people has returned to us, like some sort of human boomerang made of poison and sweet, delicious berries. She has returned to become my acolyte in the ways of code. She has returned to purpleize my girlfriend.
3.05.2008
Love And Marriage
11:54:23 AM Teleolurian: it wasn't like that
11:54:29 AM Kerplunk: that's still rude
11:54:41 AM Teleolurian: we got married after i got off of work
11:54:45 AM Teleolurian: and then we went home
11:54:51 AM Teleolurian: and drank some champagne
11:54:51 AM Kerplunk: was anyone there
11:54:53 AM Teleolurian: and she complained
11:55:01 AM Teleolurian: because her and alcohol don't work
11:55:05 AM Teleolurian: so she went to lay down
11:55:16 AM Teleolurian: and me and derek and jewmy drove to arizona
11:55:24 AM Teleolurian: cuz i thought she was going to sleep for work
11:55:38 AM Kerplunk: she was waiting for you to SEDUCE HER
11:55:38 AM Teleolurian: then i came home and found out she wasn't asleep
11:55:39 AM Kerplunk: IDIOT
11:55:46 AM Teleolurian: I DOUBT IT
11:55:57 AM Kerplunk: WHY????IT WAS YOUR WEDDING NIGHT
11:56:07 AM Teleolurian: she gets sick when you even look at booze
11:56:20 AM Kerplunk: hey, i know how she feels
11:56:23 AM Teleolurian: she was totally not being friendly with alcohol
11:56:29 AM Teleolurian: so she went to lie down
11:56:34 AM Teleolurian: like she does every time she drinks ever
11:56:49 AM Teleolurian: unless she's at a concert, then suddenly she can outdrink THE PRESIDENT
11:56:56 AM Kerplunk: LOL
11:57:09 AM Kerplunk: it sucks not being able to drink
11:57:23 AM Kerplunk: you're automatically the designated driver
11:57:36 AM Teleolurian: and i am completely blind to the machinations of women, and she knows this
11:57:50 AM Teleolurian: if she wants me to seduce her SHE HAS TO GIVE ME AMPLE WARNING
11:58:10 AM Kerplunk: ...it was your wedding night, and she went to lay down.
11:58:16 AM Kerplunk: what more do you need?!?!?!?
11:58:20 AM Teleolurian: warning.
11:58:28 AM Kerplunk: that is a warning you doofus
11:58:38 AM Teleolurian: no it isn't, it's a drunk chick
11:58:39 AM Teleolurian: ...
11:58:41 AM Teleolurian: oh.
2.29.2008
Hitler Bad, Vandals Bad Also
From the second story vantage point of my bedroom, I can see into the backyard of my neighbors' house. It's a jungle of badly-spelled graffiti, the same tags that have been showing up around my neighborhood. And I mean, this stuff is pretty bad. It's like they all learned English in a night course, from that idiot Jimmy, who everyone hates.
2.26.2008
Sometimes, It's Not My Funny
1:18:29 PM Teleolurian Kordyne: google.com/analytics 1:18:44 PM Teleolurian Kordyne: you have to post some code into your page so it gets daily readings 1:18:55 PM Kerplunk: where do i put it 1:19:05 PM Teleolurian Kordyne: well, sign up for the account first 1:21:00 PM Kerplunk: i have to give them my phone number 1:21:05 PM Teleolurian Kordyne: not really 1:21:18 PM Teleolurian Kordyne: they never call 1:21:52 PM Kerplunk: this tells you who exactly looked at your page 1:22:00 PM Teleolurian Kordyne: well, it can give you IPs 1:22:09 PM Kerplunk: can i put this on myspace? 1:22:13 PM Teleolurian Kordyne: yeah Note: I have since found out that myspace restricts javascript posting, so google analytics doesn't work on myspace. Instead, you should use mixmap. 1:22:20 PM Kerplunk: fuckin sweet 1:22:52 PM Kerplunk: i want to know who looks at my shit 1:23:03 PM Kerplunk: muah ha ha ha ha 1:23:14 PM Teleolurian Kordyne: you non techies are hilarious 1:23:21 PM Kerplunk: laugh it up 1:23:21 PM Teleolurian Kordyne: this is like the simplest thing in the world 1:23:49 PM Teleolurian Kordyne: and you all act like suddenly somebody gave you the KEYS. to the whole fucking planet. 1:23:55 PM Kerplunk: thats like me saying its easy to insert a tampon 1:24:00 PM Kerplunk: you wouldn't know, now, would you? 1:24:04 PM Teleolurian Kordyne: touche.
Jackie, Dressed In Cobras
So, apparently, Jacqueline isn't making enough money at her new bartending job, what with all the drunks not liking sunlight, and sunlight being rather prevalent during the shift she works. I'm not sure. Some period of time called "day".
2.21.2008
Kerplunk Updates Site Once, Hell Slightly Less Balmy
After several thousand years of me whining, Kerplunk has finally completely stolen borrowed some chat logs to update her site once, sort of, throughout all history. Now that her site has a massive two posts, I'm double-linking her via this post, mostly so that I can ride the hugantic wave of American laziness by pretending to post while actually just linking to something else that has a semblance of content. Which is how most blogs work, anyways.
2.20.2008
I So Wish I Were Kidding
4:50:54 PM Teleolurian Kordyne: that's to be expected 4:51:11 PM Teleolurian Kordyne: i won a master's degree in sex 4:52:24 PM Kerplunk: EEHHMMM...masterbation 4:52:34 PM Teleolurian Kordyne: we quibble over terms 4:52:53 PM Teleolurian Kordyne: remember the course of internet etiquette 4:53:13 PM Teleolurian Kordyne: Male: (obvious lie) Dumb Bitch: Here, have my ovaries!
2.12.2008
For The Love Of A God, You Say
Teleolurian Kordyne: they're probably just plugged into the wrong socket
Kerplunk: i dont know where to plug shit in at
Kerplunk: i'll blow it up
Kerplunk: haha
Teleolurian Kordyne: there's only three places to plug in a speaker
Teleolurian Kordyne: line in, mic, and speaker jack
Kerplunk: yeah idk
Kerplunk: i never had a computer with speakers in it instead of seperately
Teleolurian Kordyne: lol
Teleolurian Kordyne: where would the world be without us geeks
Teleolurian Kordyne: you guys would still be eating shit in caves
Kerplunk: fuck off
Kerplunk: haha
Teleolurian Kordyne: i can imagine
Kerplunk: eff my life
Kerplunk: but u should listen to nonpoint...the song is called "what a day"
Kerplunk: idk if you would like it...
Teleolurian Kordyne: "dude, i just invented fire. it's freaking cool."
"wtf, homo. get that shit away from me. we're over here being cool, beating our faces in with rocks"
Teleolurian Kordyne: searching
Kerplunk: hey now
Kerplunk: dont underestimate beating faces with rocks
Kerplunk: its a great stress reliever
Teleolurian Kordyne: and look at that
Teleolurian Kordyne: i'm listening to it already
Kerplunk: lol
Kerplunk: ive had that song stuck in my head all day...i didnt know half the words so i googled them and i have been singing it in my head
Teleolurian Kordyne: you fucking normals
Teleolurian Kordyne: when i play songs my computer grabs the lyrics off the interweb
Teleolurian Kordyne: and shows them to me
2.06.2008
Know Your Limits
Teleolurian Kordyne: then i drank too much
Teleolurian Kordyne: don't eat cheetos if you're going to be sick
Kerplunk: eww
Teleolurian Kordyne: so annoying
Teleolurian Kordyne: you get sick
Kerplunk: i feel sick today
Teleolurian Kordyne: but your body is like, "no, man. i can handle this."
Teleolurian Kordyne: and you're like, "shut the fuck up, body, you're full of shit"
Teleolurian Kordyne: then you have to think about drinking other peoples' spit so you get nauseous enough to finally throw up in the sink
Kerplunk: ewwww
Kerplunk: why didnt you just use a toilet
Kerplunk: are you like anti puking in toilets
Teleolurian Kordyne: no
Kerplunk: shoes, sinks....
Teleolurian Kordyne: okay, the shoe thing was because i was at some other dude's house
Teleolurian Kordyne: i've become like the master of getting sick since then
Teleolurian Kordyne: it's really just which plumbing is most convenient at the time
Kerplunk: lol
Kerplunk: the shoe thing is pretty damn funny though
Teleolurian Kordyne: NO MORE JAGERMEISTER BITCHES
2.05.2008
Derek Kicks Ass
I don't think I've ever mentioned exactly how much ass Derek kicks, which is a shame, because if you could measure all that ass it would probably reach to the moon and back. It's not just choice ass either; we're talking true USDA Prime. I just got an email from Sevres, France, where they are considering a new metric measurement of ass, which they would name after Derek, except that's a really stupid name when you think about it.
When I first met Derek, I was in a tech support training class with him. He didn't really need the training, so while all the rest of us were paying attention he was building tiny, fully functional computers out of toothpicks. After work, I went over to his house and watched him wrestle a pack of timber wolves. The alpha male was pretty damn big, but Derek just wrapped his arms around its head and waited until his pacemaker made its brain explode. I'm seriously considering asking him to be my valentine this year.
I've met a lot of people who kick ass, but Derek has to be one of the best of them, because we once went to Asskin Robbins to buy 31 separate flavors of ass, all of which he kicked. Not just normal kicks, but like, Pele full-Brazilian kicks, with some ninja moves mixed in. Which is funny, because he can't play soccer worth a damn. Every time somebody challenges him to a soccer match, which is frequently, he just looks away and mumbles something about pudding. I swear that's what it sounds like, but he always says it too quietly for anybody to really understand.
In conclusion, if you have some ass lying around that has gone for a good long while without kicking, you should probably consider calling Derek over, because I'm pretty sure he'll fill all your asskicking needs, unless that ass is painted to look like a soccer ball, in which case it will probably be a draw.
1.25.2008
How Does Your Garden Grow
Lucky me! I get to teach co-workers to write PHP code, which is a fantastic start- in my utopia, everyone is either a programmer or a steroid-enhanced laborer in the underdepths. Today, I got to start by writing partial code with commented instructions to help them along. My top-secret, broadcast-over-the-entire-internet plan is to start with missing code "mad-libs" and then slowly move on to insanity-causing, bizarre easter egg hunts.
Step 1
/* The bottom line replaces spaces with underscores.
Instead, make it replace them with ampersands. */
$var = str_replace(' ', '_', $var);
Step 2
/* I'm going to name my baby randomly with one of
the names in the array $names. I'm already
deleting the ones that end in Q,
because seriously, whose name ends in Q?
Shaq, that's who. Delete names that
start with vowels, please. Because guys
shouldn't have names that start with vowels. */
foreach ($names as $key => $value){
if (preg_match('/q$/i', $value)){
unset($names[$key]);
}
}
Step 3
/* Cthulhu f'taghn! Ia, Ia, Ia. */
$uncomfortable_truths = array(
"nothing is wrong, go back to work",
"everyone you know and love hates you",
"i'm watching you code over your shoulder",
"is it odd that i sharpen knives during lunch?",
"well, is it?",
"i mean, come on. really.",
"i smell your hair when your headphones are on",
"i once dreamed i had a tiny you",
"in my pocket",
"i'd pull you out sometimes at restaurants",
"and brush your hair",
"for hours"
);
foreach($uncomfortable_truths as $spam){
sleep(rand(3600)+1800);
mail("you@your.email", "Alert!", $spam);
}