Two Words:
I laughed so hard I nearly lost bladder control...no I'm not kidding.
Absolutely hilarious, very frequently disgusting, but absolutely hilarious.
On more than one occasion I found myself unleashing the mother of all Everley laughs. It offends absolutely everyone, from crappy country singers, to gays, to Asian people everywhere. The absolute systematic destruction of the celebrity political culture is most complete comedic fisking I've ever seen in my entire life. I will never look at Alec Baldwin the same again...ever. It's that good.
See it now,
I said NOW!
Big ol' 510 proposal due tomorrow at 5. So I'm sitting here, in the design lab at 2:45 in the morning with 7 of my classmates, and none of us have really left since our 2:30 design class started.
Once again, this is why I will make lots of money, and you will be serving me food on my way to Acapulco.
Spent the last 4 days up with the Mooch in Chi-town and made a couple of stops at the Luphi manor in transit.
Just a fair warning, lots of tests, assignments, research papers, and projects due over the next week. I will likely experience physical pain because of it...damn I love aerospace.
The Aerospace Department is hiring me a lackey, and I just got a 20% raise.
We just Faldo'd K-State, hard core.
I shall let The Sport's Guy explain for me:
"Remember the '96 Masters? The one where Greg Norman fell apart in sections and slapped up the 78, so Nick Faldo sneaked in the back door and won the Green Jacket, even consoling Norman after the tournament because it was that bad? That defeat was 10 times more devastating to Norman than the victory was satisfying to Faldo, if that makes sense. It affected one person much more deeply than the other. You could argue that Norman was never the same.
There should be an easier way to describe these moments in sports -- only because they happen from time to time, and there's no way to quantify that dynamic when it happens -- so maybe we should start calling them "Faldos." Seems simple enough"
If you live in Kansas, anywhere west of Topeka, you're a K-State fan. It really is that geographically dramatic. And if you're a K-State fan, you hate KU, with every fiber of you're being. You loath us with fever only the fiercest of rivals can hold.
And we as students/alumni/fans of the University of Kansas...don't really care. It's not that we're apathetic people, it's that we F’n hate Missouri, and they F'n hate us back. It's the way rivalries work. K-Staters have singularly defined their existence for the last 10 years on the success of their Football team, and how much better they were that KU. So to lose this game was to lose their identity.
So sure, we beat a division opponent, and a fellow Kansas university, but this one only feels slightly more cool than any other division win. But it's down right apocalyptic to them.
And that, my friends, is the textbook definition of a 'Faldo'
What would you do if you've been working your ass off at work for 3 years at a job for which you're being paid 1/3 of what you're worth.
What would you do if you were getting hassled by 64-year-old man who has no earthly business turning on a computer let alone telling you how to fix them?
What would you do if you were being 'assisted' by someone with less computer knowledge than the 64-year-old, who actually succeeds in doing negative work and making your job harder than if he was sitting in some corner and not touching anything?
What would you do if the very people who are supposed to be helping you out and making your work life easier, up and switch all the DNS addresses without telling you eliminating internet access for all 75+ computers for which you are responsible, thus setting off dozens of frantic faculty, staff, and student complaints that you personally have to deal with instead of trying to actually fix the problem?
And what would you do if your place of employment neglected to pay you for 1 month postponing your paycheck’s arrival time until 1 day AFTER you plan on leaving for Chicago for 5 days, meaning you'll have to bankroll the whole damn trip on your credit card?
What the fuck would you do then?
I'll tell you what I'd do. I'd show up bright and early Monday morning and deliver the department chair an ultimatum. Pay me better, give me REAL help or I'm quitting and you're entire network is going crap out and you won't have anybody to fix it for months.
I'm a patient man, but enough is enough. Come Monday, they make me happy or I'm gone.
"Personally, I'd be delighted to live in a country where happily married gay couples had closets full of assault weapons"
-Glenn Reynolds, Instapundit
My favorite Sports Center is the 2 am Sports Center.
Can we just call this thing dead and forget we as a country even considered doing something so morally wrong.
I'm ashamed that anyone considered this a significant piece of party platform. It's really too bad that Kerry's a pompous blowhard, because el Presidente deserves to be skewered alive with this and I really wish I could revel in the aftermath.