Wednesday, February 13. 2008?
I'm hosing this up, I know. But I can't think of anything to say. I really can't.
I'm glad the strike is over. ... Monday, February 11. 2008
A = A for extremely low values of A Posted by NN
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I hate it when people use the phrase "it is what it is". They're just simply trying to justify being lazy, or not wanting to change. Yes, we're all aware of the law of identity, and that something is always itself.
However, that doesn't mean that something is immutable. That doesn't mean you can't change the situation. It just means you don't want to. It's some existentialist BS where you're trying to prove you're helpless and not responsible, when you're not and you are. Even worse, using it to refer to statistics or some fact that you don't like, to try to passive aggressive them into changing. Unfortunately, you can't go Jewish-mom on sales numbers. "Welp, I guess the total is what it is. You sell that little and then don't even call on your manager's birthday". Well yes, it is what it is. In other news, my car is equal to my car, a donkey is equal to a donkey, and my patience equals wearing thin. Saturday, February 9. 2008
I hate these lazy Saturdays Posted by NN
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OK I didn't post anything today, but to be fair, fuck you. You ain't readin this anyway. Jerk.
I was hungover all day. Typing is hard when you're hungover. Also existing. Friday, February 8. 2008nooo
Last night I had a dream that people kept sticking needles through my mouth. Most of them weren't syringes, just plain metal needles - to keep me quiet. But some of them were syringes, filled with knockout drugs.
I could have lived without it. Thursday, February 7. 2008
Put your hands in the air, and wave ... Posted by NN
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I feel ... good. Mitt Romney has dropped out of the race, making John McCain the Worst Possible Next President. Barring an Act of Cheney©. I'm not a McCain fan, but the country could do a lot worse - and has. The worst things he's done are: go to Bob Jones University/appeal to the insane right wing, act like a douche sometimes, and vote to go to war in Iraq. And he's not alone in any of those things. Lest anyone forget. (Check out those first two results. Especially the dates.)
Yeah man. We doin this. This bein, not havin instant armageddon. Maybe eventually. 2011ish. Thursday, February 7. 2008April Fools
I have this idea for April Fool's Day. I want to bring some items with me to work and leave them on my desk all day. Duct tape; plastic wrap; a jar of vaseline; three bars of soap; an enormous black marker; band-aids; icy hot; diapers, and an unopened, prepaid cell phone.
At the end of the day, I'll take them all home with me - all unopened. Wednesday, February 6. 2008
Games for 2k8 Posted by NN
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I have decided to compile a list of games I'm looking forward to in 2008, because I have no idea. I bought a Wii for SSBB and that's pretty much all I care about, even though I bought a bunch of other Wii games.
So, here we go. Keeping in mind I don't own a triple and don't plan on buying one anytime soon, unless they put PS2 compatibility back in, and have more than one game (Tekken 6, which isn't even out yet). Xbox 360 Alan Wake (cmon already) The Bigs 2 (not quite announced yet, but most likely in development) Prototype (hell yes) Soul Calibur IV (eh) UT3 (I guess, if I have to) XBLA Castle Crashers Ikaruga SSF2 HD (I'm putting this here even though it probably won't be released until the earth crashes into the sun) Doritos Dash of Destruction (:V) Wii The Wii has games now?! Holy crap! Since when? PC PC gaming?!? lol I'm gonna have to figure out this whole spoiler thing, for the whiners. Because I have ideas. Also notions. So anyway. Um. What ... what do you guys think? ....GONINTENDO STYLE! (That's where you act passive aggressive and retarded while clearly spouting your idiotic fanboy opinions, then pretending you care what anyone else thinks, just to get them to comment and click your ads. Also you have to be enormous and grow an unkempt neckbeard) Wednesday, February 6. 2008
I need some readers here, people! Posted by NN
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Help me out. I will offer you upwards of zero dollars. But, more posts prolly. DefectiveJunk.com, for all your uh, nothing needs.
So anyway, a month to go until SSBB comes out. I will most likely be espousing how wonderful it is/how much of a disappointment it is (esp the roster). March 9. Preordered. No items. Final Destination. King Dedede only. I'll probably do this with other games too. If any other good ones ever come out. I can't think of anything off the top of my head that I'm looking forward to in 2008. Professor Layton for the DS, I suppose, but I haven't even yet admitted to myself that I'm going to buy it as soon as possible. Which I totally am. Tuesday, February 5. 2008
atricktoit update Posted by rushoffailure
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defectivejunk: A self-prescribed placebo Posted by rushoffailure
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Waking slightly before noon, I unamicably part ways with my bed. Hung over from my night of tossing and turning, aching of past grievances, I feel the after effects of sleeping while half awake. I stare back at myself in the mirror. I see scorn and contempt in my eyes. For whom or what, it is undetermined. Coming back to my home away from home at home, I get online, the eternal litmus test for the state of the day. A cyclic state of boredom and reloading. There is nothing to be found here.
Hair of the dog. I pray to no one in particular, since I don't believe in any, I think, that I could somehow have a call from a wrong number. Maybe they're looking for something up there too. I try to watch TV but it's all reality shows and endless sitcoms, laughing with the shows and at the audience. I try to watch the narratives in my head instead but they all end in defeat, and they're reruns too. The clouds outside sputter rain occasionally, mocking me with mere intermittent bad weather. Ruining my chances to have a rainy day. The beauty of the calm estival silence only serves to fuel the turmoil. Natural devices of emptiness. The quintessential state of nonexistence. I try to funnel my rage into electronic rockets, firing at enemies that don't exist. Blaming them instead of the no one who is truly at fault. I am a zombie on a killing spree. I can jump higher, I can sprint faster, I can regain my lost health. Back in the real world I am a stone, I am a never ending storm drain. Words disappear. I am the drearily foolish. I am the foolishly dreary. From a corner of my room, an ethereal voice of fabric and cotton calls my name. It's my bed, and it wants me back for another midday round. The idea is quite tantalizing. But I escape from the day only to serve my time in the night. I shall choose to join it, or I shall return outside to the blinding cloudiness. I will take care of this situation. For once, I will be the rainmaker. I'm only biding my time until something worth it comes along. There's something out there, waiting for me to find it. One day I may. I might still be redeemed. Somewhere in the strip mall of life, someone has to accept manufacturer's coupons. I will find them and turn myself in. Hopefully before I expire. My sadness sense is tingling. I'm the last of the hangers on, the last hopeless man. The eternal Doubting Thomas, I remain here, lost on the idea of buying myself a new life. Caveat Emptor. (I have the soul of a poet - he sold it to me for rent money) Labels: A self-prescribed placebo, defectivejunk Tuesday, February 5. 2008
Here we go again Posted by NN
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So, I've converted to Serendipity. Blogger blows. Obviously the template is uh, different right now. I've got a lot of work to do which is going to have to wait until I have time.
I notoriously hate every CMS - some even upon first glance. So far, I like Serendipity. No retardation. No "publishing" through an unreliable second hand ftp connection. Doesn't have "nuke" in the title. And, I um, sort-of-successfully imported the old Blogger entries. Of course right now they all look to have been posted today. Rest assured, I'm not quite that prolific. Hopefully I can edit them all into their proper categories as well. I'll do that before template changes. OK, so importing entries didn't work as well as I'd hoped. Or originally thought it did. Anyway. I'll still work on it later. I still might turn this into a pumpkin recipe forum though. Tuesday, February 5. 2008
blog entry: Every Content Management ... Posted by rushoffailure
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Your publish is taking longer than expected. To continue waiting for it to finish, click here. Your publish is taking longer than expected. To continue waiting for it to finish, click here. I've used a lot of content management systems since I started "blogging" in THE YEAR 2000. I have yet to see one that works properly. Not even, "has a few too many features", or "is kind of hard to use". I mean fucking, works. I've used News Publisher, Coranto, whatever Coranto was called before it was Coranto, WordPress, Blogger, TypePad, WordPress, phpNuke, and others I've repressed and forgotten. I'm currently back to using Blogger for this site. And Blogger, in addition to having obscure template variables and insane ways of separating templates (just like every classic CMS), has this thing where any minor change I make, it tries to reupload every single file to my web server. And I make changes iteratively, so changing the layout of this site is impossible. Even though it currently looks like shit. Why do I have to sit and click a link to force you to FUCKING UPLOAD THE CHANGES. THEY HAVE TO BE CHANGED. I HIT SAVE. SAVE THE FUCKING CHANGES. SUCK A DONKEY COCK, BLOGGER. Your publish is taking longer than expected. To continue waiting for it to finish, click here. Your publish is taking longer than expected. To continue waiting for it to finish, click here. Your publish is taking longer than expected. To continue waiting for it to finish, click here. Your publish is taking longer than expected. To continue waiting for it to finish, click here. Your publish is taking longer than expected. To continue waiting for it to finish, click here. I'm ready to go back to hand editing html. It's not like anyone comments or reads this. All these wonderful "features" aren't being used by anyone. Your publish is taking longer than expected. To continue waiting for it to finish, click here. Your publish is taking longer than expected. To continue waiting for it to finish, click here. Writer's block isn't what drove me away from posting. It wasn't losing my entire audience. It wasn't even real life intervening. IT WAS EVERY SHITTY CONTENT MANAGEMENT SYSTEM I'VE EVER TRIED TO USE. Somebody call Grant Williams. I'm going back to News Publisher. It's eight years old, stores data in flat files, runs with cgi, and is the most insecure system ever (not counting phpNuke). But it was the only one that ever worked at all. Your publish is taking longer than expected. To continue waiting for it to finish, click here. Labels: blog entry Tuesday, February 5. 2008
fleeting thoughts Posted by rushoffailure
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Is anyone actually reading this, or am I spinning my wheels?
I guess I'll post more crap, on a more regular basis. Labels: fleeting thoughts Tuesday, February 5. 2008
blog entry Posted by rushoffailure
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What kind of content would you readers like to see?
Baha. JK. Nobody reads this. I think I'm going to turn this into a pumpkin recipe forum. Labels: blog entry Monday, February 4. 2008
defectivejunk: Alta Posted by rushoffailure
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Don't give narcotics the credit my blood, sweat and tears deserve.
long term side effects: brain damage, heart attacks, heart attacks, diarrhea, heart ache, forgetfulness, brain damage, unknown (A), unknown (B), unknown 7. short term side effects: complications in pregnancy and labor and labor day, drinking, drunkenness, affection for sound, and brain damage. sensitivity training will be required for sensitive skin, toothpaste and tooth enamel decay, long term short term effects also predispose to incoherency and a lack of appetite followed by extreme situations and adult language, partial nudity may follow followed by forty days of rain and partly cloudy skies with half a chance of total eclipses for Tuesday, calling for tornadoes in the next three to four hours followed by skin poisoning and battleships you sunk my battleship you sunk my battleship, you sunk my carrier, you sunk my brain I think you sunk my sink and my glasses and my vegetable garden I grow my own vegetables so I can put them on pizza I think I'll go order a pizza gee I'm hungry and tired and sleepy and sick and tired and diseasey and dozy and hungry and thirsty and unknown carrier of disease Zyklon B and some brain damage I like pepperoni but usually only when it's good and done I don't really like it when it's burnt and I hate it when it's soggy but when it's in between those two, wow I really love pepperoni I kind of like sausage but not really but I'll eat it I mean I like it but I don't really love it not as much as pepperoni anyway boy I could eat pepperoni all the time if it's really good and done good and done is the key, not burnt, good and done, can't be burnt, never ever burnt here's the end I can feel it coming why did I do that why did I do all of that all of those years why did I abuse myself and myself and that and myself, why couldn't I see what was going to happen, and now everything fades out and now I'm gone, but wait I'm not gone I'm still here, and I feel better than ever, wait a minute what happened I don't understand, I just don't understand what's going on here, I suppose you don't understand either, no one ever understands, I sure don't. What just happened? Am I losing my mind, it is all the abuse the self-abuse the abuse of abuse and the abuse of you and understanding and happenings and abuse in general abuse? Did I miss an important fact miss an fact importantly fact miss fact, no I don't think I did then what did I do to make this happen, what has happened, happened, understand what has happe ne d, one day I happened to understand one day I will understand?... i guess that wasn't the end .. .. I guess this is .. .. ...maybe not. I don't know. I still don't audnersatand ... do yo uue nersderstand? it's as American as apple pie, sunsets, baseball, a walk in the park on a rainy day, a walk on the beach, pollution, hypocrisy, patriotism as chic, blue jeans and playing catch with your dog while your son does his homework happy and goofy pills everyone wants what I need and they get what they desire and I only get worse I need to lay off the smack. Except, I'm not on smack so I can't lay off it. It's really quite a predicament I've found myself in. Things are going to get worse before they get better. hey even I do but Jesus, everyone hates me but jesus and sometimes I don't know about him (Him?) (..him .. ) Him Labels: Alta, defectivejunk |
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