Is it wrong to stand in the shower half the day? Even if the hot water ran out 2 hours ago and you’re wearing nothing but a pair of yellow galoshes while eating beef jerky. If it's not.. Then see ya later..
The post below is a bit dated, and was emailed back on the 13th and supposed to be posted in by Weis but we ran into more
ISP problems. While browsing my mother's magazines I stumbled upon a recent issue
of "Cat Fancy", I sat down and
got ready for some good kitty pr0n and noticed a abundance of ads for "
Animal Cloning". These ads are geared at people who like the way there current pet acts and would like to clone them for
another round after they die. I think this is complete bullshit; experiences and such make the personality of any living being.
It’s cheating, just like when you play Contra for the old NES and you do the up-up-down-down-left-right-left-right-b-a-start.
You didn't really beat the game, you cheated, and you cheated yourself and all 30 extra lives you got.
If you want to clone your animal don't do stupid moves like shoving it right away in the freezer.
Read there FAQ on what to do when your animal dies.
I'm suprised I could drag my aging 22 year old ass to my mothers laptop
without my walker, it was trying but I made it. After pouring myself a
glass of prune juice and popping a few viagra I'm ready to hit the net.
First stop? My email, I telnet in and check my PenIs mail,
looks
like a few images, couple death threats, some spam and some very nice
happy
birthday emails. (or thats what they appears to be through the crappy
telnet
client and mixed headers).. Today is offically my birthday 12:05pm
6/13/78
(yes, the 13th as in friday the 13th.. What can I say I'm pure evil).. the
13th of june places me in the gemini bracket. GOOOO GEMINI! Also got an
email from someone (don't remember who, and telnetting into my pop account
the first time was enough of a chore) who also has the same birthday as
me.
We plan to unite and take over a good portion of north america on the next
friday the 13th of june. We are accepting applications for the Eod Army
so
if your not a gemini, change your birthday and join us. We'll have box
socials, bobbing for apples and 'heads up 7 up' events. I'm a bit
disapointed that none of these emails bared any sort of ftp login, nekkid
pictures, or offers of drugs flattened out and sent via US postal. For
shame..
Gazing upon PenIs it looks like our handyman Fen, has reconstructed the
left
wing of PenIs (Left menu)... Keep those emails coming in and I'll be
returning from Seattle soon, and with a whole new energy.
BTW I'm back from Seattle.. now
I came across this little pic as I was readin' up on some mountain biking
info. Take a real close look at the picture and see if you notice what's
rong.
"Is that a stick in your leg?" Or "Opps! Did I just poke you with my PenIs?"
Click me!
| Wednesday, June 14th, 2000 |
Fuck I hate my ISP! uswest.net has some of the
fucking worst DSL service I have ever seen! I have been without a connection for about 2 or so day.
I called their tech support up to let them know that I had been disconnected, and the fucker on the
other end just blew me off! He says "Yeah, we've been having a few problems down your way." And then
asked me if there was anything elese he could help me with. Needles to say I just hung up and decided
to call be in the morning if my shit still didn't work. Weeelllll! to make a short story even shorter,
I called back again today and now my shits workin' again!
I just got home from porking my ex-girlfriend. Ain't love grand?
I don't bring this up just to brag about getting laid for the
first time this year (although it's nice to finally prove that my
dick is Y2K compliant), I mention this because she said something
funny I thought you all might get a kick out of. Since I haven't had
any in a while, I didn't last very long. And don't give me any shit
about that, if she wanted me to go the distance, she should have blown me
first. At any rate, afterwards I asked her if she minded, and she said,
"No, I still had an orgasm. It's like opening a box of Crackerjack and
finding the prize on top."
now as far as the prevalence of teenieboppers, weisy and i are just getting old, end
of story. i was reminded of this when i was standing around with a group of about seven guys all climbing over each other acting like foolish monkeys trying to convince one of the two grrls who were sitting in front of this circus menagerie to fuck them, and though one of them seemed interested in me, i was just too lazy to put forth the effort. i was thinking: "i know i'm good looking, fun to be around, and a good fuck. i'm not about to stand around with these monkeys and act like an ass to prove it." so i ran into other random women, looking for one requiring a little less silliness. weisy has a couple pics of me doing just that. the closest i got to actual bona fide fleshy coupling was when a hot chick in bondage pants hopped up on my friend's shoulders right in front of me during closer, and took off her shirt. it was nice seeing the stage framed on the right side by a nice ass in tight leather bondage pants under a pair of freely flying 34 b's one of which was pierced.
anyway, my epiphany this weekend was that in the eleven months i have been here in portland, i have manipulated my environment until i am right where i want to be. now it is time to get myself there internally. quitting smoking was the first step (i'm at four weeks, btw), but i need more disciplining influences than that. i guess i am in the process of changing things rooted fairly deep within me, and i plan to be at the point in a year where i can focus on graduate school and not have to worry as much about it. monday nights will be spent in the library, researching human motivation. somewhere in all that reading is my research project in graduate school. tuesdays will be spent getting music lessons. wednesday is my eastern reiki energy manipulation self-actualization type class. thursday will be my kung-fu class, and the weekend will be for kicking hack, juggling, and oh yeah, having a social life. after a year of that, going to graduate school in psychology will seem like a walk in the park, and i should be actually ready for it. wish me luck, i've never tried to keep myself disciplined for any extended amount of time before.
Nine Inch Nails was a blast. Yes, the six hour ride to and back made my
ass hurt, and yes it was fucking cold out there in the gorge, and yes,
they were charging 3 bucks for a bottle of fucking water, and yes,
there were way too many frat boys and teenie-boppers, and yes,
Trent Reznor is a sellout whore (like anyone else on the radio),
and despite that it still kicked ass. But the Downward Spiral tour
was still better. So Cyd and I got back ten hours
ago, how come it took me so long to write an update? Well, my good friend
and occasional lover j33r from
the now-defunct Furth3r was kind enough to send me a beta tester's
code for Diablo II, so I've been playing that all night. Capsule
review: If you liked Diablo, I mean really liked it, then this is
more of the same. If you got bored with it, then skip the sequel,
because, well, it's more of the same.
I've got quite a collection of autographs now, well fine 2. But 2 fairly cool ones. First autograph I got was from Sir Mix-a-lot, thats right, Sir muthafucking, I like big butts while my posse is on broadway mix-a-lot. Yes he is still around. I was at work but Josh, his woman and my woman went to the mix show and got me an autograph from him. Second one, which Josh just got me today was an autograph from Chuck Palahniuk the author of fight club. He signed my dvd case for both my gf and I:
Enjoy your fights..
Chuck Palahniuk
In preparation of the drive to Seattle I took my car in to get the front wheels aligned. I ended up taking it to good ol' Les Schwab, the tire and automotive king. All I wanted was some that free beef they offer on tv, I would of even settled for meeting the old guy from the commercials that drives around in that jeep wrangler. I missed out on the beef promotion, and they told me the old guy has been dead for 5 years so I settled for the free stale popcorn they had in the back. Mmmm chewy.. Lucky me, Josh picked me up so I didn't have to hang out there for another 5 hours.
Well, time to get to bed. I have to wake up early tomorrow because the author of
Fight Club, Chuck Palahniuk is going to be at my work signing DVDs and books.
I've gotten some emails lately, the gist of which are: "Where the fuck are
our dirty pictures?" Well, I've been busy, dammit. Eod and I have
been working our little bunny-tails off on this site, which reminds me -
if you find a broken link, and you don't email me about it, you die.
That's the law. Anyways, I'm far too busy to say anything of note
at the moment, what with packing to go see NIN. We'll be camping overnight,
so let's see, what to take? Tent? check. Weed? check. Clothes? um, I'll
pack some in a minute. Dope? check. Food? We'll drop by Burger King. Pot?
check. Water? I'll drink urine. Marijuana? check. Porno? Oh yeah, that brings me
to the whole point of this post: hot buttered filth to clog up your temp
folder. And there you have it. Now send me some damn mail so I won't feel lonely when
I get back tomorrow night. And while you're at it, go watch the movies I posted earlier this week; I never got any comments
about em, so I have to assume you were all asleep that day. I'm particularly
curious about the foreign pasta advertisement - what the fuck?
Welp looks like Crocodile hunter got a bit to friendly with one of his pets on the last show. Lets examine:
then Ivy Green filled my soul with cartoonish palm trees
on inflatable pacific islands when the last rays of warmth
have streaked across the sky, and at that moment hearing the
low building growl which belong to the pair of eyes peering
from the depths of the shadows of the trees; and being able to appreciate (grok) both at once, not as separate opposing events,
but as an entity - striking a blow to symbolic logic, one
of the foulest enemies of a deep understanding of complex
ideas. In short, she gave me appreciation for something i, too, thought was "gay." Ivy Green of seattle answered thusly:
Been meaning to change the color of the bar for the dates and bam there you go folks. Now read your NoDoz Lit..
Nothing sucks more than a 2 hour call right at the end of your shift or
before lunch.
You can tell its gonna be long when the call starts like this:
Me: Ok type in "r-o-u-t-e", hit the space bar, then type in
"p-r-i-n-t" then press enter
So mail me and let me know
what you'd like to see.
Judge Penfield Jackson officially
ordered the breakup of Microsoft today. Gates & Co. will, of course,
appeal, but it looks pretty likely that MS will soon be split into
an OS division and an Applications division. Wonderful. Mind you,
it's not that I think Microsoft is blameless, it's just that I think
the DoJ is going after them for the wrong reasons. Microsoft shouldn't
be broken up for combining Explorer with Windows, they should be broken
up for trying to steal Java from Sun and for trying to "embrace and
expand" open-sourced protocols. Anyways, if Microsoft is smart, they'll
just spin off the OS division and concentrate on Applications. I don't
want to get off on a rant, tho, read Neal Stephenson's excellent pamphlet,
"In the Beginning was the Command Line..." for a long-winded screed on the
subject.
In gaming news, a few quick notes for those of you who've been so busy
playing Q3F and UnrealTourney you haven't been downloading demos:
Meanwhile, I thought this would be a good time to provide some inter-community
banter. Jimbo has
been gettin pretty nasty lately, which is nice to see; that leg-in-the-twat
picture was truly heinous. However, a close examination of the PenIs Archives
will reveal that I posted that
dart picture a while back. But I'll let Jimbo
get away with that sort of thing, because, well, I porked his Mom when she
was on vacation. Seriously, tho, my Mom just retired, and I can only hope
she'll drive around the country sending me pictures as cool as Jimbo's Mom's pix.
Source: Washington Post
Ah! I just got done with my finals for the quarter! It feels pretty god damn good
to be stress free once again! And now that I figured out how to use Bla-Bla's
stupid ftp servers I can once again enlighten everyone with one of my ever exciting posts!
Well here's something exciting: There seems to be a group of little old lady's that are trying
to compete with this site for some good old PenIs. Click on the Pic below to see their plans.
Thank you for doing so much to educate people regarding God's law. I have learned a great deal from you, and I try to share that knowledge with as many people as I can. When someone tries to defend homosexuality, for example, I will simply remind him or her that Leviticus 18:22 clearly states it to be an abomination. End of debate. I do need some advice from you, however, regarding some of the other laws in Leviticus and Exodus and how to best follow them.
1. When I burn a bull on the altar as a sacrifice, I know it creates a pleasing odor for the Lord (Leviticus 1:9). The problem is with my neighbors. They claim the odor is not pleasing to them. How should I deal with this?
2. I would like to sell my daughter into slavery, as stated in Exodus 21:7. In this day and age, what do you think is a fair price for her?
3. I know that I am allowed no contact with a woman while she is in her period of menstrual uncleanliness (Leviticus 15:19-24). The problem is, how can I tell? I have tried asking, but most women take offense, and smelling them there is condemned by society outright.
4. Leviticus 25:44 states that I may buy slaves from the nations that are around us. A friend of mine claims that this applies to Mexicans, but not Canadians. Can you clarify?
5. I have a neighbor who insists on working on the Sabbath. Exodus 35:2 clearly states he should be put to death. Am I morally obligated to kill him myself?
6. A friend of mine says that even though eating shellfish is an abomination (Leviticus 10:10), it is a lesser abomination than homosexuality. I don't agree. Can you settle this?
7. Leviticus 20:20 states that I may not approach the altar of God if I have a defect in my sight. I have to admit that I wear reading glasses. Does my vision have to be 20/20, or is there some wiggle room there? What about RK surgery?
I wrote up a big rant on media and the internet. It's in the
Articles section, but here's the
first bit:
I bring these tidings of silly movies. I don't remember where I found
them, since it was waaay back last week when my phone used to work, but
enjoy em.
My kinda carwash (1.3M)
After alittle adjusting to these bla-bla servers I'm ready to go again. And for all you readers being soooo good. Here is a yummy little video.
As of this afternoon, I think everything works around here again.
Well, except the image script. Bla-bla won't let us telnet to it,
so I have to wait for them to fix the image script; in the
meantime, you can type in the url if you're really curious.
The reason the page has been sitting around doing nothing is that
UsWest
fucked up my phone. And Eod's. For a week. At the same time.
Obviously part of a conspiracy, you say? No, just a phenomenal
piece of network mismanagement on their part. Anyways, the
regular updates are officially beginning again, so don't give up
on us quite yet.
Some of you may have noticed, we had a little problem with our web
page last night. The problem was, we got dropped by our old hosting
provider. Why'd they do that? Well, there's two reasons. First,
apparently when we signed up with this, we promised not to post
anything pornographic, or link to any drug-related sites.
Oops! Our fault. Secondly, we were supposed
to stay under 4Gb/month of network traffic, and in the last month
we've done maybe 10 times that. Oops again! So the long and the
short of it is, we're switching providers. The DNS info is going
through now, so a few days from now we should officially be in our
new digs. Things'll be a little fux0red around here til we
get everything straightened out, but stick with us like an abused
spouse, it'll be worth it.
Anyways, sorry once again the page was down, we'll try not to let it
happen again. If it ever does, I strongly recommend you go to
your family doctor, and explain that you're having trouble getting
your PenIs to come up. He'll help you out.
Since I didn't get a chance to post anything yesterday I would like to give Eod
a quick Happy Birthday, since the 13th was his magical day. Happy Birthday!
Tuesday, June 13th,
2000 
apparently, fractal tree (my ex grrl), heard through the grapevine that sometime around august or september, they are going to release addams family barbie. mrowr.
now i'm not saying that barbie wasn't sexy with a fat lip getting porked by ken, but damn, with that slinky little black dress, anatomically correct or no, i'll be trying to incur the wrath of kenmez, the mustachioed sidekick, what with my humping barticia and all.
it is days like today which totally baffle the short-sighted reactionary individual who lives in the past, but reacts to the present. it began with my dead car battery. i flagged down a vw bus, and was on the road in seconds. :) then my day progressed to an irate coworker lashing out at me out of irritation from a client, and insulted and denied the thing i hold in the highest regard about my manner with clients, my respect for them, and how i treat them as individuals with great potential and beautiful souls. but i didn't let my anger overcome me; instead i channeled it into energy for action, and accomplished much good today. one client who has experienced much loss recently (friend and therapist) will have a much better chance of not losing her only true companion left in this world, her cat - because of my tireless efforts playing on heartstrings by phone until i got someone to offer her a payment plan, a practice vehemently avoided by veterinarians. in addition, i gave the lady who helped me get a financing plan for my client's cat's surgery to fix gingivitis, an oral abscess, and a heart murmur an insight about her family dynamic and how she can influence it positively. then i was given the task of taking a client diagnosed with schizophrenia (which is not, however much the dumbass media might still think so, a split personality), paranoid type, to get their blood drawn, i stopped and took them for a cup of coffee afterwards, and had a great discussion about the personality of musical instruments and its affect on the player, and about paths to enlightement, and how the search for enlightenment is a form of enlightenment (conflicting definitions, non?). this was one of our most chronic clients who was able to get thoughts to flow coherently and honestly, quite beautifully. i also had two coworkers confide in me about their love lives, and i offered them perspectives which i believe to be helpful yet supportive. and i still found time to kick hack and win a game of chess and a game of strings (which is like chess, but as its author my friend jason will tell you, you move three pieces at a time which are adjacent to each other, and if you can not, or if you get your king taken, you lose. however, your move does not end until your third piece is moved.) and come home and cook a white wine cream based five cheese (gorgonzola, romano, feta, parmesan, and blue) garlic sauce, over lemon pepper chicken cooked on that fatass george foreman's super quick grill, over tri color radiatore, and serve it with montinore vineyards' 1998 pinot gris. (as well, of course, to posting to this page, my sorry excuse for some sort of rambling 'spiritual' diary.) and, my flock of black sheep, i am beginning to recover the use of my nerve endings in my throat and upper respiratory system and am coughing and hacking profusely - my body's way of saying fuck you, cyd; why the hell didja hafta quit smoking? i'll find a positive use for this miserableness yet...
Monday, June 12th,
2000 And regarding the post below: It's not that
I didn't enjoy the concert, I just thought the visual effects on the
Downward Spiral tour were more impressive. And incidentally, if you call
me "weisy" again I'll kick you off the page, I swear to fucking god. My name is
weishaupt, or weis, or Miss Jackson if you're nasty.
Sunday, June 11th,
2000
well, weisy (read weezy, like from the jeffersons) may not have been too swayed by the nin
show at the gorge, but i was swooning like a hefty grrl in a too-tight corset trying to sit
down. the setlist kicked ass. trent may have played head like a hole and closer, but he also played happiness in slavery, piggy, gave up, suck, down in it, and finished the show with starfuckers, during which he admits to selling his soul, and deservedly asks not to be called a whore, then finished with hurt, talking about how he is still there in sincerity, even if he is the king of shit. and the lightshow as well as the tri screen movie was bomb-ass. of course, i was right in front and center for the show. that is, until some wuss fell down and started getting all but trampled. at this point, things got freaky. i tried to pick his ass up, but when i got six inches from his hand with mine, i felt that about three people along with myself would topple on the first hapless victim. so, to avoid this, i had to not help the poor kid. that sucked. i then decided it was my duty to try to keep the crowd from trampling him while he tried to get up, but he didn't manage it, and soon there were five or six people in the pile. before long, i was on top of the pile, horizontal, with my leg bent under me. luckily, however, this one kid who saw me try to help the first person stuck his hand out to me and hauled me out. later, i saw an ambulance, and i'm sure it was for one of those sorry fuckers. the most surpising thing, however, was that trent, who is the king of angst, actually stopped the show to allow security to help the pile-o-people get situated, and then lectured the crowd on compassion, and helping someone who goes down in a pit.
Saturday, June 10th,
2000
To Tim + Sara
Ahhh thats so sweet, and enjoy our fights we will. Each time we fight for now on I'll bring out the fight club dvd, show her the autograph, smile then deck her in the face.
The mighty Eod birthday is June 13th, I expect many emails of praise, ftp logins, access to any pay sites, or burnt cds of various goodies. I will be heading to Seattle for the main festivities, where I will lounge around all day, receive numerous gifts and be served food by numerous women. Ok fine, I'll be laying on my mothers couch and hopefully my gf or mother will throw me some food every once in a while.
Ever been in a Subway after hours? Before tonight I never had. I'm not talking about the
underground subways, I'm talking about the sandwich shops. I have a buddy that happens to
work at one. After going out for a few drinks we decided that we would go on down to the subway
for a little midnight feast! As I was making my very own custom sandwich I got a feeling that
someone was watchin me. Then I realized that it was good ol' Billy Blanks on the wall. The gimp
of subway. After making my sandwich I almost forgot to get my free Subway club card, and about 30
stamps to go with it! Ha! free sandwiches for my next couple DAYTIME visits.
Friday, June 9th,
2000
Thursday, June 8th,
2000 
i dunno if any of you PenIsites are planning to go to nine inch nails at the gorge in george, washington, but if you are, and are wondering what i look like in case you run into me and want to PenIs me like an animal, go ahead. click. i dare you. anyway, i'm taking weishaupt as a thank you present for being so cool and helping me out once i moved to oregon. hope to see you there!
today i'd like to discuss having pink as part of our new color scheme. now, many of you PenIs readers out there probably think pink is gay. fine. as long as you know why you think so. if your mind is still open, however, read on...
Erica, in all her innocent bored questioning, asked: Pink rawks. Explain why.Because it's neotenic. It's scandalous. It's civil. It's the color of real sex, fake sex (NUDE LIVE GIRLS!!!) and of blushes and baby rattles. The scariest fungus. The peaceful dawn. Anybody's fingernails. PLASTIC. Valentines: Wanted; Unwanted; and Feared. Toxic chemicals. The most nutritious fruit. A wound. Ballet. The most assertive flowers and the most demure. It's purely organic and frankly artificial. Pink is --=NEON=-- ...cold and warm at once. It's Mother's Day and it's an invasion from Mars. Pink light makes lab rats aggressive. But it's so NICE... It's familiar and strange. The safety of a warm nipple, the terror of a rabid dog's foaming and bloody snarl. And cotton candy when you wake up from a dream of dying on the rollercoaster. Or blankets. In bed or in an ambulance. Was the rollercoaster real? Morphine feels pink. Or is this just sleep after sunrise? Pink is perpetually 19 years old. It dies young and stays pretty.
Customer: Ummm, Ok I typed it says bad command or file name
Me: Ok lets make sure we have no typos there and make sure you have
route print typed in
Customer: THAT IS WHAT I DID!
Me: Ok lets go over this one more time, letter by letter. r-o-u-t-e
then press the space bar...
Customer The right arrow key right?
Me: Umm no.. The space bar... The long flat bar..
Customer: Ahh the long flat bar why didn't you say so? You kept
telling me space bar, sure this is the senior level technical support
Me: *sigh*
Wednesday, June 7th,
2000
Flash
--fenomas
@5:45PM JST
All right, I think I got some flash stuff I was stuck on figured out.
So, I'll throw together a flash-based menu bar on the side. What would you
guys like to see? 3D rotating buttons whirling about? Lush animated movement
like the top of the page? I'm working on weaseling my way into a flash designer's
job where I work, so I'm out to impress.
Diablo II went
gold today, meaning it shows up in stores (and newsgroups, heh heh) at the end
of June. Reviews have been good, but there's no public demo, so all we have
to whet our appetites are screenshots.
Daikatana
is on its way to the stores as wellIt'll sell 50,000 copies purely because John
Romero wrote it, but with reviews
like this I think I'll pass on it. Go grab the demo if you want, it
crashed on install for me.
There's a review up of the Voodoo5 5500, and it is a)short on detail, and
b)not impressive. I'll save you the trouble of reading it: Full-screen Anti-aliasing
kicks ass, still no T&L support (what the fuck guys?), Quake3 at 1028x768 with all
the bells and whistles turned on only yields 56 frames per sec.
Stile is up to his
usual silliness, but the paranoid rant was quite good - that kind of stuff is
the reason i go to his page these days, I find quite enough nasty japscat on
my own, thanks. However, the Stile Sux archive is getting monumentally huge -
dammit I wish we could swing something like that. Maybe if I could convince
someone to write "My Pen is Mighty" on themselves, or better yet their
girlfriend... And incidentally, Stile forgot to pimp us when we finally
got the page working again, and must therefore be violently raped. Go forth,
mighty PenIses, and do my bidding.
I added Chimptopia to
the linkbar, it's a funny fucking site. However, they're newer than us,
and can therefore never be quite as cool as us (this is known in web-design as
the older-brother syndrom). One note though- all the witty, urbane commentary
in the world can't make up for those unreadable yellow links. Change 'em,
chucklehead.
Nothing particular to say about Zebulun,
except that it continues to kick ass. Like Slashdot with some the uber-geek
crap removed (I'm more interested in the 64MB DDR GeForce card than a
functioning sump-pump built from legos, thanks CmdrTaco). Zebulun should
be on the Favorites list of anyone who websurfs at work.
And finally, regarding BAMF,
when did they start to suck? I'm not 100% sure they suck, because it seems
like they've got all their shit together, I just can't bring myself to read
it any more. I think Sharkey should get back to basics, and just kick all
the other posters out to found their own webpages. If Chimptopia is
like our site's metaphorical cool little brother, then BAMF is like our cool
older brother who grew up, got a job and and a wife and a haircut, and became seriously
uncool.
HOWARD, Pa. -- When Connie Beck and her husband awoke to strange noises last weekend, they thought high winds were rattling their home.
What they found was even more unexpected: A deer was taking a bubble bath in their tub.
The deer burst through the front door early Saturday, ran past the couple's bedroom and into the bathroom, somehow managing to turn on the water in the tub and knocking over a bottle of bubble bath. He then submerged himself in the frothy water.
"He was unharmed except for a little cut above the eye," Beck said. "We were also fortunate. There wasn't much damage, except for the front door, storm door, some marks on the tub, and a few hoof prints in the linoleum." 
Bring it on Bitch!
Tuesday, June 6th,
2000
today's epiphany comes from wiley coyote, a truly twisted (tm) reader, and bona fide squishy dildo initiate who apparently got this open letter to Dr. Laura forwarded to him. the links have been added for your enjoyment.
Dear Dr. Laura,
I know you have studied these things extensively, so I am confident you can help.
Thank you for reminding us that God's word is eternal and unchanging.
Alot of
corporations these days seem a little sluggish. Media, and the way that
society uses media, are changing rather quickly these days, and some of
the megacorporations who own everything seem to be having some difficulty
adapting. They haven't quite figured out what this whole internet thing
is about, so to cover up their ignorance they react to every new stimulus
with litigation. Used properly, copyrights have value, but on the internet
different rules should apply. This may be a little remedial for some of you,
but for the poor, embattled CEO's and corporate lawyers who are desperately
trying to keep up with the net, I present the following list of
simple, introductory rules...Read
the whole article
Some weird monkey animation (2.7M)
A bizarre foreign pasta advertisement (3.6M)
In other news, some random guy asks: Why is there
pubic hair on my shower ceiling? Give him an answer at
ICQ#63245009. My vote would be "because
magical fairies masturbate in your shower."
Monday, June 5th,
2000 
Thursday, June 1st,
2000
