I'm not making this up. Someone is selling a possessed doll on Ebay. Go here...
http://cgi.ebay.com/Haunted-Doll-GHOST-of-WITCH-GIVES-PSYCHIC-POWER-TO-SOUL_W0QQitemZ5629795050QQcategoryZ19270QQrdZ1QQcmdZViewItem#ebayphotohosting
I have nothing overly witty to add.
Monday, October 31, 2005
Sunday, October 30, 2005
Thursday, October 27, 2005
Stay on Target
My good friend and fellow heathen points out to me that my mud hut isn't as deep in the Dork Forest as initial findings reported. I have been trumped by Accordian Guy in reporting the passing of Jek Porkins (actually Bill Hootkins). The man has had quite a career, may he rest in peace.
http://accordionguy.blogware.com/blog/_archives/2005/10/27/1325669.html
This is so much funnier...
...now that Harriet Miers has dropped out.
http://www.bustedtees.com/shirts/pedro
She is probably a really nice lady.
Sunday, October 23, 2005
Dept. of Games That Make Me Jump
Currently playing Doom 3 on the Xbox. I know it's been out for a while, but that's some spooky gameplay. It reminds me of the second Resident Evil game. The first one wasn't so scary because you could see everything coming, and third installment was just too long, but the second Resident Evil game scared me so bad I had to stop playing.
I was walking down a corridor that I had passed through a couple of times when all of a sudden arms burst through a window, grabbed my character and shook him. I dropped the controller and farted, but I was so wigged out that I wasn't sure if I'd ONLY farted; I took the opportunity to take a break and check my boxers. When I came back, I decided to turn off the game.
Last night, I woke up from a really bizarre dream that involved me being in a Fight Club going up against Doom 3 characters. I should probably lay off this business before I actually do poop my pants.
Saturday, October 22, 2005
Fuck Tennessee
I officialy, for the record, hate Tennessee, both the trade school in Knoxville and the state in general. After a gut-wrenching, scoreless three quarters, Alabama scored, Tennessee scored, then Alabama scored and won.
Bama 6, Vols 3.
Fuck you, Fulmer. Fuck you with a knotted hemp line.
There. I feel better now.
Bama 6, Vols 3.
Fuck you, Fulmer. Fuck you with a knotted hemp line.
There. I feel better now.
Monday, October 17, 2005
How to Shit-Can Someone
The nanny that my wife hired is getting snippy. In spite of this lady's otherwise sterling service record, it's about time to let her go. I, of course, would prefer we charge her for all the food her fat-assed daughter nicked from our pantry, but my wife is more polite than me. My wife needs to have a "talk" with the nanny tomorrow, and she's not very comfortable with the idea of potentially firing this lady. With good reason, mind you: we need her services. On the other hand, she needs someone to pay her Social Security benefits.
For anyone and everyone more sensitive than me, I offer my Official Field Guide on How to Shit-Can Someone. I've had to fire several malcontents in my day, and while I can't honestly say I ever acquired a "taste" for it, I had always been able to psyche myself into boss-mode. Here's how I thought my way into it:
For anyone and everyone more sensitive than me, I offer my Official Field Guide on How to Shit-Can Someone. I've had to fire several malcontents in my day, and while I can't honestly say I ever acquired a "taste" for it, I had always been able to psyche myself into boss-mode. Here's how I thought my way into it:
- You've got what they want: gainful employ. If the asshole you need to fire has already secured other gainful employ, then he or she is wasting everyone's time because there's nothing to talk about. The only thing better than gainful employ is gainful unemploy. Never let them get unemployment.
- Let him have the last word. Talk is cheap, cheaper than titles, and if he wants to tell you off, let him. Then document it all so that when the Unemployment Commission calls, you can offer evidence that the malcontent left of his or her own accord. The buzzwords to remember are "j-o-b... a-b-a-n-d-o-n-m-e-n-t."
- Remember, he or she didn't "lose" the job. It's still there; it's just that someone else is doing it, or will be doing it.
- If you're having the "Come to Jesus" talk with an employee, he or she has done something wrong. Don't apologize. Apologies are for former employees hoping to get their jobs back.
I sincerely hope that my brief foray into the world of corporate politics has helped. Furthermore, I wish anyone and everyone the best of luck in firing your first employee!
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