Category: News

The heartiest of condolences to my enemies who would wish me dead or at the very least slapped around repeatedly, for it just isn’t so. Last week was pretty ladened with work, and bullshit, and bullshit work. Then a party on Saturday to celebrate the fact that I’m not doing this bullshit work for someone else anymore, which left me… slightly obliterated.

Though I do arise anew, fresh and ready to actually post shit on this site again. For the moment though, I’m going to go grab some lunch, and then come back to try and put a dent in our leftover supply of sangria, which you will notice to the right. I don’t even want to think about the fast-melting ice supply on the beers outside. I have duties to accomplish as a man, and my queer little liver is bitching like a schoolgirl who got pushed in the mud.

I mean to make up for the postlessness of last week, so if any of you have pie, links, etc to share, now is the time to do so. I am alert, ready, and slightly turned on, which is a good state of being for pie postage. I’ve got some personal stores of nudity and semi-states of nudity (not mine) to share momentarily.

In the meantime, laugh at another human with me.

Spider-Man Outs Himself

…not like that, idiots.

And. You’re. An. Idiot. (Thanks BazookaDave)

A contractor late last week discovered two 50-pound “bricks” of marijuana wrapped in plastic bags inside a bathroom vanity he had purchased at a Home Depot store in Tewksbury, said Chief of Detectives Lt. Dennis Peterson.

The estimated street value of the marijuana is around $145,000, Peterson said.

Similar incidents have occurred in other parts of the state. A plumber purchased a vanity in western Massachusetts on Monday in which he later found 3 kilograms of cocaine and around 40 pounds of marijuana, with a total estimated street value of $250,000, according to the Southwick Police Department.

There’s no way… no way possible that those fuckers didn’t take a nice afternoon to themselves prior to calling the police. Say, a nice afternoon where they stashed/sold a new car’s worth of their “findings” before they remembered the numer for 911.

Anyone want to have a nice little Saturday? Hit up the Home Depot?

Holy shit. Why did it take FaaQ to bring this to my attention?

Winner.

Just because work has made me quite neglectful, here’s the entire Vida Guerra Playboy shoot.

And of course, for every other sweet shot of her latin caboose, head over to SOTD’s Vida Guerra gallery.

Woot.com is having a woot-off.

Or at least, that’s what Bongweasel tells me. And since he’s basically my Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Internet, I trust his judgement that this is probably something worth paying a slight bit of attention to.

Just in case you’ve been living under a rock (with me… in which case hey, good to see you again my fellow shaded earth dweller) then you might want to check out woot. They normally have a different deal every day, in which they give ridiculous bargains. Once the sale is out of stock, it’s over until the next day, when a new product hits the website. But during a woot-off, they continue selling products as they come, and until they sell out. Currently it is stuck on a GPS system that one of you assholes needs to buy so that I can stop hitting refresh and go to sleep satisfied that the next product is equally worthless (but hopefully not) to me.

Oh man. Oh man oh man. I treat you, my vile and angry hoarde, to Paris Hilton’s music video for the song: “Stars Are Blind.”

You might want to take a shot or swallow some pills prior to hitting the “play” button there. There should be a buffer between anyone’s grey matter and this… whatever the fuck you want to call this. Other than brilliance, son!

Dear America,

Your occular attention span at the supermarket checkout stand for one week costs $4.1 million wholesale, at a minimum.

And then the first taste of Tenacious D: The Pick of Destiny came before us….

And the townspeople were horny. In droves.

Wow, some people have way too much time on their hands. And I envy the product of their respective nerdiness, especially in the case of the Top 10 Strangest Console Mods.

I’ll cut to the chase for those of you who don’t feel like clickin’, the portable PS2 was the numero uno on the list. While technologically impressive, I was more dazzled by the work put into the others, such as the Dreamcast and NES mods. Oh well.

I don’t know why Nintendo has never thought to sell the rights to make a portable NES to some entrepreneurial little company, just to dig into that barrel of nostalgic goodwill. Probably because the fuckers want to rerelease every game for $20 on the GBA, or get me to buy the ROM on the Wii. Fuckers.