OH HELL YEAH!

Boys and girls, Flickr will now email you your photo’s comments (and contacts uploads).

Now, let us pray, and thank the pixel gods… maybe now I won’t be moved to leave flickr up 24/7 so I can click on “recent activity” every hour on the dot, maybe more…

ruhlman.com: Guest Blogging: A Bourdain Throwdown

I’m not the man’s biggest fan, in fact I pretty much detest the blood that courses in his veins, but I have to agree with most of what he’s saying. He’s got a BIG point. Or three. Or eight.

(including that Giada can cook, but she DOES look like a bobblehead on a toothpick)

The story begins: Nigerian email spam arrives in inbox… the reciever, a operator of a anti-nigerigan email scam website, decides to have some fun. I haven’t laughed so hard in ages.

It’s two pages of torture of the scammer, skim if you have to but GET TO THE END OF PAGE TWO and watch the video. You won’t belive the whole story if you didn’t see it all in order.

Men and women can’t kiss in Bollywood Films but they can do this. Shudder.

These guys are some of my new favorite “directors” on Youtube: Fourteen Days in a Civic

I’ve been working on my bead website, it’s a long haul, but once I’m done I’m turning long needed attention over here and redesigning verybigdesign.com. First order of business will be switching vbb to Wordpress, and moving it to verybigblog.com which I’ve been using merely as a redirect until now.

You know that one match.com or wherever commercial on TV where the guy is dating all these really odd women who say things like “Let’s talk about something fun, like magic!”

I’ve seen several versions now, but no female counterpart… un fair! Here’s the suggestions I have:

Nerd bragging about his latest campaign as a “14th level mage” while wearing some snarky Star trek T-shirt

The “I’m short this week, can we go dutch?” guy

Come one, how about some equal time already?

Judge: Smith can’t be buried until paternity hearing.

Now, last I heard they are positive she is the mother of the baby. it’s the PATERNITY, aka the father, that is in doubt. They want her preserved, and her DNA gathered… exactly WHY?

I admit I’ve had my fun laughing at Anna Nichole, but the last year she’s really been through Hell. I just can’t belive this last one. Let her rest already. She led a cursed life and thankfully it’s over and she didn’t appear to suffer in death. Unless it’s a murder investigation there is no reason to hold up her loved ones mourning and closure… but that’s not the stated cause.

I’m actually considering calling Hollywood Florida courthouse to ask if they know the difference between materinty and paternity.

Mr Man is away on business in Orange County this week, and so he’s been sending pictures up to flickr. This one tops them all.

Blue mannequins with shoes on their heads ala easter bunny, with a tiger. Uh… yeah. Isn’t it a little early for Blue Man Group Easter? and I doubt those shoes will fit in a plastic egg.

How to Open Your Locked Door with a Tennis Ball

This would have been handy to try a couple weeks ago! Argh!

I dunno if it really works though, but we’ll try it for kicks sometime.

When I locked the keys in last time we tried something we’d heard about - having the other person with your spare key fob trigger the unlock button into the phone, and holding your phone up to the car. Nada. No workie. Maybe cellphone to cellphone is the key here… I was on a cordless landline. Who knows. It was worth a shot. We even tried it on and off speaker and at various points around the car since I was waiting for a tow truck anyway.

The father of our country was a wise man…

Washington’s Farewell Address Translated into Everyday Speech

Dave reminded me today - Superbowl Sunday means PUPPY BOWL!!!

PUPPY BOWL III will air on Animal Planet tomorrow 3pm for three hours, then repeat at 6pm, 9pm and 12am.

And what ever you do - don’t miss the Kitten half time show!

I’ve been busy wrapping my head around the opensource CMS coolness of Joomla in rebuilding my bead site, so I just haven’t been out scouring for crap.

Turns out I hadn’t fixed the comments, so PLEASE comment and help me see if I have this time. If they don’t work shoot me an email from the top of the right side.
A friend of the familyregretfully died early friday morning so I will be heading back to Springfield for the showing.

He had a rare conditionthat basically has the kick of parkinsons’ with a stiff alzheimer’s chaser and the bonus that not even most specilists know about it. He just bascially withered away locked inside his own body. Just breaks my heart. He was such a cool guy.

I wouldn’t be an “arteest” if not for him, and he wasn’t even my art teacher in school despite only living six blocks from my parents. His family and ours were friends, and we hung out over there often, and got to see his work all the time. When my art teacher was a complete wash (I knew more than he did and I got an F and the talentless blonde got an A) Russ was my inspiration when he invited me to come to adult art classes he was teaching in the evenings.

If not for him I wouldn’t have pursued design school certainly.