fiction is lying.

If someone with “coho” (InstinctiveCoho, ArmoredCoho, PersonalCoho, CaravanOfCoho, GloriousCoho, DancingCoho, RipplingCoho, TornCoho, PolygonalCoho, SaltyCoho, SpiritualCoho and PassionateCoho) in their name contacts you on aim, or if you’re just interested in a weird modern internet pseudoprank, look here.

You won’t know a coho when it contacts you.

ABC decided it was an American political emergency to have a seriously straight-faced debate between Ron Jeremy and other people about pornography. It’s great, but good luck getting the goddamn video to work. Concerning the video player embedded on the ABCNews site which featured these Frontline episode videos, I was quoted in the New York Times as saying:

“This ABC news embedded video player is the worst thing technology has ever produced. It just plain doesn’t work. At all. With any browser.” Holy fuck what a piece of shit.

I hate this thing, and I can’t believe that it’s the year 2008 and we are seriously in a desert war and there exist streaming video players on major media outlets owned by ABC that do not work with even the lowest brow of world wide web browser such as Internet Explorer, which most consider the retard idiot’s baby cousin of browsers.

But god damn is it hilarious to watch a guy that went from a pornography production addiction to god. Porn groupies disguised as neo-religicons. It’s genius.

I am not even going to bother trying to embed it, so here’s a fancy old-fashioned link because no one reads this anyway.

It’s seriously pretty good. I love watching new-generation Christians squirm. They’re so soft! It’s always great to see the germination of an era of lazy psychology and insane religion combined. Ron Jeremy basically skull fucks their arguments.

Then the audience bends them over in barely-legal rough college co-ed tradition.

Hey, it’s 40oz. Thursday.

In Georgia, a 40oz. bottle of Bud Light is cheaper by volume than a simple six pack. Sometimes I think I’m the only one that shops around for things by unit price. God forbid someone actually compete.

Yes, that is the Pizza Tracker on the left. My pizza was made by Gina.

I have finished a task so plainstaggeringly monstronormous that I barely can find words huge enough to describe it. The time it took from the initial involuntary beginning to the eventual completion, action item list tag, reorganization, collation, and cooldown exercises was approximately just long enough for me to have a child.

Somehow, the laundry just kept piling up, since I wear the suit to work I never need casual clothes. It piled and piled, and I kept not caring and not caring, and eventually the closet was dumping out into the street. So tonight I did the laundry.

I hate doing laundry more than almost anything. I hate folding clothes slightly more than that.

After putting away 904 plain white t-shirts, and taking a trip through the past few years of shirts completely forgotten, I am now finished. Also I put away more black work socks than I can hold with one hand.

Is it better to do it regularly and be annoyed often but only a little, or wait a really long time and being really annoyed all at once (of course the annoyance of having fewer wearable clothes is an added cost)?

Click this here small version (stupid wordpress hates big pictures) of this here moment of clarity I stole from earlier:

Sometimes things just seem clear for a second. Dark sometimes, but clear.

Do not watch this video from the internet. Don’t.

Mr. Pregnant wants nothing but to eat your children at tea. Don’t watch it.

It’s time consuming to pretend to celebrate christmas. I’ll do this later.

What is adult swim trying to tell us here?

Scandalous! Edit: no one sees it, which is even better!

I’ve always thought the hydra was good torrent metaphor. It’s come up a lot lately.

No one is going to believe this, but I’m being completely honest here, have never committed plagiarism, and take pride in having an occasion original idea per decade. This was one I had early tonight at work, around 7pm:

When I got home, I about double-shit my pants when I saw this eerily similar image on that one site!:

I still can’t believe it. I mean, it’s not the most creative idea I’ve ever had, and I’ll admit to it being a little easy, but god damn. Here’s a detail of mine:

Some interesting things in common or different include mine having one less head, mine only having one pair of headphones all emosmashed on the ground, mine having a huge demon tri-spiked tail, and I can draw cloven hooves. Mine also has no little Dutch flying avenger, but instead has an inactive user.

This is an amazing coincidence, sort of. That other guy’s image (I think) came first, but I’d never seen it, so I’d rate this probably mildly weird.