Pertinacious Metanoia

Finally! Wherever Ashcroft is resting his little fundie ass, I hope he’s simmering in his censoring fascist booties …

“[T]he gay/straight cultural checklist utterly failed to predict my overt and flagrant heterosexual proclivities.”

You’ll eventually yawn. Give in to the inevitable.

“Mr. Rau drives an Audi. Audis now come with stylish ignition keys designed to house the key inside a holder, preventing rips and wear on pocket liners. You push a button on a flat two-inch shaft and the key slides out.”

“MIT scientists [...] have become the first to create a new type of matter, a gas of atoms that shows high-temperature superfluidity.”

“Actually, when poked with a chopstick, the frog moved its arms and foot (yes, just one foot cause the other was missing).”

“You’re getting all the impact of burning the US flag, with none of the Constitutional risk (although you may still get your ass kicked by angry veterans). You’ve cracked the flag-burning Amendment.”

This blog entry is absolutely mind-blowing. Waiter Rant usually writes well, but this is so amazingly meaningful it will shred you.

The Supreme Court’s decision to expand the power of eminent domain is a horrific and major step towards a more fascist government.

“18 U.S.C. §2257 has created a presumption that otherwise lawful expressive works containing visual depictions of adult performers engaged in actual sexually explicit conduct cannot be lawfully produced or disseminated to adult consumers unless

“The girl had been held captive for seven days by men who intended to force her into a marriage. Police say the lions scared off the kidnappers and stayed to protect her.”

“Somehow the issue of copyright infringement has made its way explicitly and incongruously into a children’s science booklet.”

“Why should we pledge allegiance to a mixed-up country? Why shouldn’t my son embrace the potential of stardust?”

“The products’ names include Noah’s Nuggets, Abraham’s Bosom, Rachel’s Delight, Sweet Shalom, and Bar of Judah.”

“That’s the best colonoscopy humor I’ve ever seen in a comic strip. And that says something, I tell ya.”

“White wine, red wine. Who do I have to fuck to get a Capri Sun aroundhere?”

“They’re GRRRRRREAT! “

“So, the CTA has been begging for months, and it turns out the RTA — the mother agency — has extra cash lying around? What’s up with that?”

I hope to God that the Democratic Party is not stupid enough to do this. The Republicans’ll win in a massive landslide.

“Contois Music Technology last week asked a Federal Court to stop the iPod maker from distributing its iTunes jukebox software and is seeking damages over an alleged patent violation by the iTunes software.”

“[A]nyone can opt out of the system by providing detailed personal information that will be kept in a separate suppression file. That file will be matched with the full database regularly to ensure that those who do not wish to be contacted are not, accor

“When his ire is directed at a customer, however, it’s truly a sight to behold, and the front door bouncers, including me, were being given a front row seat to witness some truly high class carnage.”

“The nun was found dead last Wednesday, gagged and chained to a cross, after nuns from her order, the Holy Trinity, called for an ambulance in the remote mountain village of Tanacu in north-eastern Romania.”

One of the more clever promotional ideas I’ve seen a network come up with.

“[T]his strip does have one thing going for it, in that it features the patriarch of the good Family Circus family being spurned by God himself. Who hasn’t wanted to see Bil Keane get the big thumbs down from the Almighty?”

Interesting. I’m normally for the free exchange of information, but I do think the commercials can be extremely misleading — not good when health is concerned.

Stop Apple Mail from displaying large attachments directly in messages.

“The Muppet-esque eyes was their thing (’Women don’t like dots for eyes.’) I still like these quite a bit and the cringe factor is surprisingly low despite the painful greeting card banter between the ladies.”

“The identification of the disciples is based on an old copy of the Last Supper in Ponte Capriasca with the relevant names.”