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Silent Running proudly presents the latest Shire News Network podcast, which I can't listen to just yet because my wife is still asleep and I left my headphones at work.
Sure, i have two other pairs of headphones, but they are the earbud variety and they're proven to cause significant hearling loss.
So Deskmerc stopped by briefly on our way to the game last night.
Frisky was the perfect host, walking up and meowing and fuffing his tail and winding around happily.
Nardo took one look and bolted. When I tried to get him back out, he scrinched up and bolted again.
Piper was extremely cautious in her rocking chair. She sniffed fingers, and when Deskmerc turned, she bolted.
I carried her out and she was extremely wary. So I put her on top of the bookshelves... and she bolted at the first opportunity.
With Frisky still being a happy fluffy guy.
If you look up there at the top of the page, you'll see a sentence under "This Blog Is Full Of Crap."
We bloggers call those "taglines."
Since there's so many taglines to choose from, I'll leave it up to you which tagline I will use next.
Let me know which one is the best in the comments, or suggest your own.
Well, nobody screwed Roger today, so there's no need for the bingo card.
If they lose and Philly wins tomorrow, it's a playoff game in Philly. Otherwise, the Astros head to Atlanta.
I picked up some ghost-shaped plates today at Kroger for the kittycats. You know, so they could get into the spirit of Halloween.
See? I've already divided up the can into thirds. Well, a third and two-thirds, since Piper and Nardo share from the same plate.''
Frisky's set up by Piper and Nardo's spot to steal the gravy off of their plate. Oh, and the dry food bowl is also a ghost shape, but it's a bowl.
Good kittycats share.
Oh, and the placemat is a Halloween placemat. And I'm putting a jackolanted behind the rocking chair for the catcams, and there's a fiber-optic scarecrow, too.
I'll be carving pumpkins this year. Not sure I'll do a blogger roundup of pumpkin carving since nobody really gave a rat's ass last year. But if folks want to send in their pumpkin pictures, I might do a roundup.
Just a heads up that Santa is going to be blogging a little more often as the holidays approach.
If you're interested in blogging alongside Santa, let me know and I'll see if he wants you to be a Santa's helper.
Watch out, though. Santa drinks.
This morning's adventure will be to find a replacement patio umbrella. The one we have now tore from the pole slightly and won't keep out the rain now.
I was thinking about getting a misting variety, byt that would mess up the lights we hang from them. Oh well.
I may get more ghost plates while I'm out, maybe a few more spooky things for the holidays.
UPDATE:
I got everything bu the umbrella and ghost plates. Apparently, the national retail chains think we don't use our patios at all in the fall.
Amazon.com carries the umbrella I'm looking for I'll buy it tomorrow and have it shipped.
I did manage to pick up the epoxy kit I needed to remount my wife's rear view mirror. Now she doesn't have a weird useless power wire dangling from the roof plugging into nothing in the truck.
Oswalt stayed in too long and fell apart, Qualls had a 1-2-3 seventh, Wheeler had a 1-2-3 eighth, and Load 'Em Up Lidge nearly lost it yet again.
And yet, they're the wild card for the NL.
Time to check on tickets for the two home games against Atlanta.
The Bengals threw David Carr to the turf seven times today, giving him a total of 20 for the season.
David Carr is on a pace to get sacked 106 times this season, breaking the NFL record set by... David Carr.
Yes, I was shopping for Halloween costumes for the cats.
I thought Frisky might like this Devil hat...
He hates it.
I tried it on Nardo...
He hates it more. He slashed my right hand, which was not a good thing considering that I cut my left middle finger wide open with a packing knife today. Blood everywhere, ice and pressure and elevation eventually worked.
I didn't feel like torturing Piper with the thing. She's already got a jester's frill from several Reniassance Festivals ago.
Chuck Kuffner earns a second "Best in Houston" title from the Houston Press, but I disagree with their rationale...
We waited for someone to step up and dethrone Charles Kuffner as the best blogger in town. We scoured the H-town blogosphere, reading what the pamphleteers of the 21st century had to say about sports, politics, music, art and breakfast. We wasted countless hours, time we could've spent paying our bills or cleaning our homes, getting too much information from all the folks out there who've stepped up, sat down and started typing.
Now it's time for me to disagree.
Houston Press is leftist/alternative, Chuck's center-left. Easy match there, but let's not get all lefty-righty-tighty-whitey on this.
He's good, but I think BlogHouston consistently takes the Houston Chronicle to task in ways that in the past year, Chuck hasn't managed to keep up with.
I disqualify myself because so little of my content is what I'd call "local" and I think a "Houston Blogger" should be defined as "someone who blogs about Houston happenings and issues." I may bepresent on more blogs than the next five people combined, but very little of my content has local relevance or interest.
And I don't like awards to begin with. Pulitzers, Emmys, Oscars, Annenbergs, and AP trophies have turned journalism into a cesspool of arrogant, spoiled back-slapping sloppy jackasses who think getting blown around in hurricanes is a heroic thing to do.
Lone Star Times brings together quite a few local talents who are a bit more vehement that the BH folks, but still making valid points.
Tory Gattis and Tom Kirkendall are a one-two punch for well-reasoned, in-depth analyses of various local issues.
Eric Berger the Sciguy appears to be the go-to man these days among the Chron.Commies, although I think by the definition of blogger you have to consider behind-the-scenes operations, which produces my own suggestion for blogger of the year in Houston...
Music and Cats is hosting the eightieth Carnival of the Cats this week. Lyra, Sergei, and Sasha did fine job this week... it looks like there was a whole herd of entries.
And we all know how hard it is to herd cats.
So head over to Music and Cats for this week's Carnival, and thanks to everyone that participated.
By the way, it's time for a new feature called Cat of the Week. And this week's Cat of the Week is...
Clover and Chloe of Melange!
If you want to add your cat to the Carnival of the Cats banner and qualify for Cat of the Week, just let me know and send a 4-by-3 jpeg photo of your kittycat.
Apparently, my grandmother broke her knee on the long flight from Logan to Seatac.
Nobody's sure how. I'll bet it wasn't from slapping her knee repeatedly at the comedy movies they show on such long flights.
I bought a smoker box to put in the grill tonight, so I soaked some pecan wood chips and fired the thing up...
Damn thing didn't smoke at all. In fact, I used up a lot of charcoal to keep the flames and heat going with this heat-sink in the middle.
Maybe I'll put my coals on one side and this thing on the other, then mingle them up a bit. Or perhaps it's time to get the 22-incher so there's room for all this.
Yet another reason to get the bigger grill:
I still needed to get my own four skewers cooked for dinner.
I guess I wait for some sales during winter before buying the thing.
I forgot my vitamins on Sunday.
I need to be better about that. My vitamins are a critical part of my diet plan. Got to get all the vitamins in there as I cut back on meats and such.
Maybe I need an old-person pill taking thingy so I can remember to take each pill on every day of the week?
Oh, and I'm also the kind of guy that can drink coffee and not get all wired from one cup. This Chocolate Mint I got from Target today has no mint flavor whatsoever. Or chocolate. Just coffee.
Oh well. It was cheap. And I've got plenty of the Chocolate with vanilla extract beans left over. That and the kona macadamia are really good.
The so-called Palestinian police are showing that they're really good at shooting up the Palestinian Parliament building a lot better than their Hamas foes.
Someone call Steve Gutenberg. I see a Police Academy sequel opportunity.
Who cares what I think about Bush nominating White House counsel Harriet Miers to replace retiring Supreme Court Justice Sandra Day O'Connor? It's time for a new feature of TBIFOC called Ask The Cats!
What do you think about Bush nominating White House counsel Harriet Miers to replace retiring Supreme Court Justice Sandra Day O'Connor?
 Frisky: She looks like she's got me sleeping on her head. Someone call the Queer Eye guys. |  Nardo: This is tokenism at its worst, replacing an unpredictable white chick with another unpredictable white chick. So, what does she think about Me vs. Lizards? |
 Piper: Excuse me, but who the hell is this woman? Bush is saving an experienced Conservative justice for when Stevens croaks, right? |  Beezer: Let's see, she never been a judge before... is a W crony from way back & she thinks he's one of the brightest guys she's ever met!!! Wow, and folks think I drink to much. |
 Indy: ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZz |  Felix: Forget all this conservative vs. radical crap! This is what I want to know...can the woman give good kitty skritches? That's an important issue that all Americans should keep in mind for their Supreme Court justices! |
does your cat think? |
Thank you, kittycats.
Does your cat have an opinion on the subject? Then send the following to askthecats (at) isfullofcrap.com:
And you'll see them up here with the rest of the kittycats!
And let's let Truth Laid Bear know how the Kittycats feel.
It's been over a week since the bulk of the sites were moved from the older to the newer servers.
Still, it's amazing that a few people are just now writing to whine that their sites have "vanished."
The problem is based on a DNS server glitch, it seems. Never did absorb all of the new IP addresses, so when the old servers were turned off... FOOP!
It's amusing to see someone wait a week to scream that their critical website that costs them a thousand dollars an hour in business is down. I guess it's the equivalent to calling 911 five hours after someone's started stabbing you to death.
It's time once again for Cloud Hunting with Abdul Ali Al-Muhammed.
ABDUL: "We're all gathered here at the MartyrTV Studios..."
MOHAMMED: "We hunt clouds! Hunt clouds!"
BAM! BAM! BAM!
ABDUL: "Not inside, stupid! You're shooting up the lights!"
MOHAMMED: "Kill the clouds!"
ABDUL: "Stop it, you fool!"
MOHAMMED: "I see light through these thick clouds!"
ABDUL: "You're shooting holes in the roof!"
ACHMED: "I once shoot a cloud this big! It fed my family of twenty-seven for a week!"
MOHAMMED: "That cloud was no larger than your camel's tail!"
ABDUL: "Quiet, you two!"
MAHMOUD: "The clouds are that-a-way!"
ALL: "Thank you, Abu Mazen!"
ABDUL: "So, we went outside to hunt clouds..."
ABDUL: "Soon, we came upon a cloud..."
MOHAMMED: "Kill the cloud!"
ABDUL: "You're shooting at birds, not clouds, fool!"
BACK AT THE STUDIOS...
ZAHAR: "Where are the clouds? Will they bring them back here?"
OUTSIDE...
ABDUL: "The weather is too nice. Not a cloud in the sky."
MOHAMMED: "Perhaps they have all gone indoors?"
ACHMED: "The Zionists have stolen the clouds!"
MAHMOUD: "I command all of the clouds to return!"
ALL: "Thank you, Abu Mazen!"
ABDUL: "Sometimes, you have to go in disguise to hunt clouds..."
ABDUL: "This is to confuse the clouds."
MOHAMMED: "We fool them into thinking we go out to kill Jews."
WE INTERRUPT THIS SHOW TO BRING YOU THE FOLLOWING MESSAGE!
KHALEED: "We are running low on bullets. Please refrain from cloud hunting."
WE NOW RETURN YOU TO YOUR REGULARLY SCHEDULED PROGRAM!
ABDUL: "Well, that's all the time and ammunition we have for today. Tune in next week when we set out some smog traps."
Chris Doelle has coined the term "Simonize" for podcasting which means someone goes off on a crazy, wild rant during a live discussion.
Kinda makes the limit of 100 words I put on myself for my stories seem like a tiny shoebox for a big, mean-assed cat, eh?
I haven't been plugging it much as of late, but I'm still doing that 100 word thing over at the Les Nessman site.
And, yes, I skipped yesterday's theme. Didn't even post a Les Nessman story. I think that's a first.
If the others aren't bothering to post Les Nessman stories on their "off" days, why should I?
What I will do is make sure I've got a story for the podcast every day, which reminds me that I need to record a few more Abraham Lincoln stories as well as put these darned Mustard Man stories through the wringer.
WASHINGTON, D.C. (IFOC) - Washington Nationals fail to prevent Philadelphia Phillies sweep of team, blame Bush for slow reaction to catastrophe.
I can't control my Halloween shopping... I picked up a battery-powered creepy pumpkinhead dude and put it next to Nardo's usual spot by the toys...
I really need to tie back all those cords tonight. I keep forgetting.
I'll make another list and forget to do it tonight again.
Oh, and I also picked up three small pumpkins for the kittcats to cut up. I figure there will be an Ask The Cats with the cats and pumpkins, so you might want to get your kittycat-and-pumpkin photos ready.
Three back-and-forths with this person over trying to tell them their domain has expired and they need to go to their registrar to renew it. The issue has nothing to do with us whatsoever.
I've laid out a step-by-step to get them to their registrar. Copied down the email address and phone number and web site.
They're still in a shrill, berserk panic. No profanity, but pretty damn close to it in their random threats, accusations, recriminations, and frank admissions that they have no fucking idea what they're doing.
So I try to explain it in terms even an idiot can understand:
"This is akin to writing the manufacturer of your television set about paying your overdue cable bill. Just as you would talk to the cable company about your cable bill, you need to contact your registrar at x@x.com about your domain registration."
They are now accusing me of not helping them, boldly shrieking from Crazyassed to Apeshit, and they are going to make it their life's mission to have me fired.
I spend all that time pointing them in the right direction and doing everything but kicking their ass to shove them the first two steps, and this is the thanks I get?
Know what? Fuck them.
*deleted* *filter rule added*
I don't speak Apeshit.
So, what was the stupidest thing the Astros did this year.
Two words: John Fucking Franco.
The fact that nobody picked him up off of the discard pile once the Astros tossed him says volumes.
Sometimes I wonder what would have happened if Mike Gallo had stumbled a bit. Would Purpura the Putz have held on to Franco the Fossil?
Probably.
My prediction is Houston over Atlanta in 5 in zero-run-support squeakers, Roger's hamstring acts up, the Cards winning in 5 after figuring out Load Em Up Lidge, and Roger's done for good. WillyT goes home with the Rookie MVP trophy, or he goes apeshit because the other contenders pretty much put in half-seasons while He not only put in a full season, but had to replace a once red-hot Beltran.
Oh, and the Yankees flame out early.
For all of you Muslim readers of the various IFOC sites, I offer up these old-fashioned Ramadan Fasting Recipes in the spirit of peace and joy in your holiest of months.
Just in case you're curious, ass-face Larry Vanover who totally blew the Maddux game two series ago will be crewing in the Sox Series, not the NL.
If the Astros pull of some kind of miracle, hopefully he doesn't end up on the World Series crew. The man has a serious problem with opening up strike zones for Astros opponents.
I should have kept better track of the first base umpires who screwed Biggio and WillyT out of infield hits. It would be nice to know if any are going to be back to blow a call to make a difference in the first or second rounds.
Some scientist at Colorado State University is saying that October will be a busy month, hurricane-wise.
I guess I better keep my login and bookmark for Stormwatchers handy, just in case.
As for all that bottled water I wasted a lot of money on, well, I'm doing my best to keep a supply of it unmolested.
Top Ten Smutty Headlines Inspired By Typhoon Longwang:
10. Taiwan slapped around by Longwang
9. Longwang drenches Taiwan
8. Taiwan gets a taste of Longwang
7. Taiwan quakes and trembles as Longwang approaches
6. Longwang blasts into Taiwan
5. Taiwanese fear Longwang
4. Taiwan stands firm against Longwang assault
3. Taiwanese forecasters warn of approaching Longwang
2. Everybody have fun tonight, everybody Longwang tonight
And the number one smutty headline inspired by Typhoon Longwang...
Dear Yasser,
ELEVENTH????
THE STREETS WILL RUN WITH BLOOD!
Love,
Kofi
The playoffs roster for the Astros isn't set in stone, and it seems that Luke Scott, Wandy Rodriguez, Freaky Zeke, and Charles Gipson are all on the bubble.
My choice would be Wandy Rodriguez to back up Backe and Charles Gipson to run for Bagwell, folks. Instead, you'll see both Wandy and Freaky Zeke because who knows how many innings Roger can go.
Is it just me, or are the Danger Train cars getting stickier and stickier?
I figured that they'd be a mess after Dome City opened up, but apparently people are super-messy post-Rita. Or maybe the illegals METRO unwittingly contracts to clean the things haven't made it back to the city yet.
Whatever. I've walked across movie theater floors with less gunk than the trains I've been on.
Maybe in that reimbursement bill for the train you're pawning off on Uncle Sam, you could buy a few mops?
And the home of the fat should be how our National Anthem ends, I reckon.
I topped off at 235 pounds. During this crash diet, my low has been 210, but Rita-eating and other circumstances kicked me up a few pounds.
But I'm back on the routine. A glitch here, a glitch there.
The garlic helps, surprisingly.
I make a point to walk home either along the tracks or through the tunnel of mud. I do a few situps when everythings thrown into the right corners and the garden's hosed down.
We'll see how long it takes to get to 200.
Anybody else out there seriously fighting the battle of the bulge?
Who cares what I think about a pair of indictments being handed down on Tom DeLay? It's time for a new feature of TBIFOC called Ask The Cats!
What do you think about a pair of indictments being handed down on Tom DeLay?
 Nardo: I wish they'd throw him out of the House of Representatives so he could exterminate this big ugly bug. Shoo, bug! Shoo! |  Piper: Is it a crime to love playing with feathers so? Then lock me up, for I am smitten with joy. |
 Frisky: Representative Delay is innocent of all of these baseless, trumped-up charges. And this is not a pile of PAC money... I just happen to have a bad case of curiously-shaped dandruff. |  Izzy and Meowza: Izzy: Indictments? Meowza: Yeah, canned. Izzy: Yum, cat food. |
 Rhett: Money laundering? He should have just checked the pockets, like I do. |  Maus: I control Tom DeLay's brain. I made him do bad things against his will. He is a chihuahua. |
 Siofra: Money laundering... mmmmm laundry... |  Kitten: A pathetic waste of a political mandate. Bush could have nominated someone like Janice Rogers-Brown who would bring some righteous ass-kicking Originalist funk to the Court, and he went and nominated a crony who makes me look like an experienced jurist. Damn shame. |
does your cat think? |
Thank you, kittycats.
Does your cat have an opinion on the subject? Then send the following to askthecats (at) isfullofcrap.com:
And you'll see them up here with the rest of the kittycats!
Just as the United Kingdom lacks any moral authority to discuss Israeli "occupation" of Arab-populated lands because of its own imperial stranglehold on Northern Ireland, why should Spain's opinion matter as long as Ceuta, Melilla, Penon de Velez de la Gomera and other Moroccan islands are held captive against the wishes of the Moroccan government? (Google Maps doesn't bother labeling Ceuta or Melilla)
Jose Zapatero and Miguel Angel Moratinos are much hypocrites as Tony Blair and Jack Straw in this regard.
(Via Bloghouston)
After promising a 50% increase in service to the voters, METRO's board (which contains, of all people, a multimillionaire car dealer with zero interest in the success of regional public transportation) is working its hardest to do the opposite.
Any time I see something like
this statement:
But the new budget eliminates 97 positions and reduces bus service about 3 percent on routes with low ridership in an effort to raise the share of operating costs covered by fare-box receipts.
I translate it to "FUCK THE NINE!"
I affectionately call the 9 route the "Westpark Wasteland" after METRO put it on the map as their primary route for the rail expansion plans sent up to the Feds and then shifted it multiple times away from here after realizing it's a low-volume route. The term "wasteland" comes from an offhand comment from METRO itself.
Gee, thanks.
Unlike more glamorous and over-served routes like Richmond and Westheimer, Westpark is in a tailspin because of the unreliability of the buses, the traffic backups on the demolished Spur, and a crew of drivers who probably need to be laying back in couches in psychiatrist offices instead of sitting behind the wheel.
I wonder how much money was wasted changing all the signs along the 17 route to the 9 route. Will they cut back Saturday service as well? (I'd bet on it)
I get the distinct feeling I'll be getting plenty of exercise walking through the Tunnel Of Mud to the 25 Richmond in both the mornings and afternoons.
Call me crazy, but if you don't have a city to run, why bother with a bunch of people on the payroll not to run it?
Maybe if they'd have done their jobs properly, the chaos at the Superdome wouldn't have happened and the Ray Nagin Memorial Motor Pool would have been used to get people out of the city.
Color me unsympathetic.
Chris Carpenter only had to go six. That's not good if they're pulling him to rest him...
ST. LOUIS PITCHER CHRIS CARPENTER LEFT THE GAME AFTER SIX INNINGS WITH AN UNDISCLOSED INJURY.ST. LOUIS PITCHER CHRIS CARPENTER LEFT THE GAME AFTER SIX INNINGS WITH RIGHT HAND CRAMPS DUE TO DEHYDRATION.
Not quite a Tavares going three rounds with a bullpen telephone, but we'll take it.
It also looks like they're resting Reggie Sanders after he went on a tear today.
The Padres need to put up a little opposition and get a few more Cards to fall before the second round.
Three people today wrote the phrase "I assume that..." in their emails to me.
Every time someone says "I assume that..." in a message, their assumption is 100% wrong.
No, we don't back up all of your data before reimaging a drive. That's like thinking we'll empty out the coin tray and apply it to your balance if you return a rental to us.
No, we don't run the backups for you if you order backup space. That's as retarded as thinking we'll come out and wash your car for you after you buy it.
No, we're not going to change the overall security settings on a server you share space with 250 other customers. That's as idiotic as saying there's a minor traffic jam, so you demand your own lane right now for your piddly little trip.
Amazing how that all works out.
Today is Flu Shot Day.
No thanks. I don't trust these jokers or any jokers they'd convince to come here to give shots.
Next week, I will be running the Bonfire of the Vanities into the ground.
Submit entries to bonfire (at) wizbangblog.com or via Ferdy's Form.
And if I fail to suck, well, let me have it with both barrels.
Three words that shouldn't go together: Arabic, Islamic, and Journalism.
How so? Well, let's check the Arab News:
Israeli soldiers shot dead a Palestinian woman yesterday morning when they opened fire at a group of people waiting on Hawara checkpoint near the West Bank city of Nablus, witnesses said.They added that Israeli soldiers prevented ambulances to enter the area where the woman received several live rounds in her legs and was left bleeding for more than an hour and a half until she died.
Medical sources in Gaza City identified the woman as Hiafa Hendia, 37, a mother of six children.
So from these three paragraphs, I gather that evil Zionist Occupier Jews decided to shoot the shit out of some Arab woman for shits and giggles to celebrate Rosh Hashana. right?
Well, let's check the next paragraph to see what triggered these trigger-happy terrorists:
Israeli security sources said that the Palestinian woman stabbed a female soldier from the military police. The soldier was lightly wounded in the face.
Ah, now we see what happened. Some Arab woman tries to stab a soldier in the face, and the soldier defends themselves by shooting in what should have been a non-critical location.
By the way, there was a claim by the Al-Aqsa Martyr Brigade for planning this attack. But you'd never know that by reading this twisted version of the events.
Sometimes, Piper meows while yawning. That sound is called a "yark."
This is Piper, caught in mid-yark by the catcams.
Aren't you glad I keep archives so I can go back and post these precious moments?
So, METRO is spending nearly five million bucks on a ridemapping system to help people navigate the tangled, unreliable mess that is the bus schedule?
I tested it with my ride to work in the morning. It claimed that I could hop from the 9 to the 102 without a problem.
Bullshit. The 102 leaves two minutes before the 9, especially days like today when the 9 is 4 minutes late. Had to hop on the train to chase it down and grab it at the last possible moment. Forget "walk" distance. I sprinted.
So I'm going to have a little fun, pretending that I'm heading from work to Kenneally's Irish Pub on Shepherd...
And... 102 to 82. I drop at Milam and Rusk, walk to Walker and drop off at Westheimer and Shepherd.
Or, I use the 102 to 35, drop off at the Lee Brown Gigantic Waste Of Steel And Glass Memorial, and then head to the Shepherd and San Felipe location.
By the time I'm done drinking, the 9 has already gone to bed, so I'm screwed with a walk to the 25, but I can't blame the folks who built this system that METRO fucks everybody who lives along the 9 route with a huge spiked dildo, can I?
Know what? I like this map-planner thingy-mo-bob. That's right - no reflexive METRO-bashing here. I especially the route planner that shows you what signage will be on the bus so you don't get on it going the wrong direction.
So, are they working on a handheld wireless version, or do they assume that their clientele can't afford such fancy-schmancy gizmos?
And what systems are out there for other city public transportation systems that this thing pales in comparison to?
The Disastros play an afternoon game today.
I'm figuring I'll bail out of here to catch a 3:00 bus, listen on my cheesy portable AM radio, and then watch the rest of the game at Cabo's for an early dinner.
Because when it all comes down to brass tacks, I've got my priorities straight.
Well, this is somewhat disturbing...
Prosecutors said Vasquez lured the Zachary girl through Internet communications, including a Web cam before she ran off with him on Feb. 2, 2005. The two engaged in sex in Houston and Dallas before FBI agents, acting on information found in the girl's computer, caught Vasquez partially nude in a motel room in Dallas, authorities said.
Folks, if the cats start sending messages with "I want to have sex with a teenager" over the catcams, please let me know.
That includes you, too, Frisky.
I picked up three small pumpkins the other day. I was going to carve them and try to get a blogger pumpkin gallery going, but I've been a little busy. Also, I couldn't decide how to carve them up.
But who cares what I think about how our Halloween pumpkins should be carved? It's time for a new feature of TBIFOC called Ask The Cats!
What do you think about how our Halloween pumpkins should be carved?
 Piper: Pie. Make a pumpkin pie. I like pumpkin pie. Especially the whipped cream and the ice cream that goes with it. |  Nardo: If you carve it in the shape of a lizard, will it be as fun to hunt it as hunting real lizards? |
 Frisky: I'd suggest carving it in the shape of Edloe, but this pumpkin is way too small. How much does it cost to rent a forklift? |  Ernie: Carve the pumpkin however you want, you'll never be scarier than me! |
 Gabi: My mom doesn't allow me to have real pumpkins anymore because I eat them and throw-up. Damn her...pumpkin-colored vomit is so festive! |  Indy: Pumpkins? What pumpkins? Where's my dinner? You know, the new stuff my mom bought today! |
does your cat think? |
Thank you, kittycats.
Does your cat have an opinion on the subject? Then send the following to askthecats (at) isfullofcrap.com:
And you'll see them up here with the rest of the kittycats!
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It's been a while since I've done this. I've assumed that from the lack of suggestions in the comments, folks really don't want me listening to anything but Adam Curry and people sucking up to him.
Whatever.
Here's my rundown for this morning:
You know how much I hate navigating the indexes looking for new podcasts to enjoy, so suggest a few in the comments.
I'm thinking about offering up guest 100 Word Story podcasts on my podcast site.
I had been hoping that my fellow Les Nessmaners would get into it, but I guess they all have lives and busy jobs or something like that.
Anyway, if you've got a 100 word story recorded and would like it featured on the podcast, let me know and we'll figure out the sampling rate and bits and bytes and such.
Oh, and the worse the sound quality, the better. Use old William S. Burroughs recordings or Mad Kane as a template for the scratchy, old-timey feel of the sound, like it's a wax disk being hand-cranked by Edison's hand.
(This is not some cover story for the fact that I have a cheesy cheap microphone and I'm too lazy to clean up the recordings in Audacity... the grainier and grittier the sound and voice, the more realistic the storyteller, in my opinion.)
So should I just open things up there, offering weekly challenges and themes, or should I just base them on the themes used at the Les Nessman site?
The suggestion box is open.
Seems someone sent an email whining about their site being down at the same time as calling in. It appears they got fucked by the DNS update bug in the genius script someone set up to do it, which of course also ignores two critial A Records they nedd to run mailing lists and access mail via webmail screens.
Well, the other tech and I didn't know that this person two-timed us, and we nearly stomped on each others work and pointed the site to the wrong server.
Impatient assholes throw help requests to every method they can and think we'll sort them out BEFORE we start working on the issue.
Not here. We're as organized as a shelf on a New Orleans department store after the looters run through it.
I figure if someone begs for help willy-nilly and ends up with a Three Stooges response with techs bumbling over each other to screw it up worse, they get what they deserve for being a panicky, whiny jackass.
Every now and then, I get a request to put someone on my blogroll. I don't mind getting them at all.
What I do mind getting are the second, third, and fourth follow-up notices that become increasingly rude, profanity-laden, and whiny.
Yeah, that's the ticket. Piss off the person you're sucking up to. Give that man two Nobel Prizes.
The blogroll you see on the main page is through Bloglines.com. I used to use Blogrolling.com, but they had the uptime of a castrated monk's schlong. Bloglines seems to have a better handle on providing null responses to avoid long lag times when their servers are messed up.
Anyway, in addition to the links and categories you see, there's also three hidden categories I keep called ZZZ-Backburner-In, ZZZ-Backburner-Out, and ZZZ-Backburner-Dormant.
I put links that I'm demoting from the public blogroll for whatever reason (they suck, they're idiotic, or they're too shocking to link publicly) to Out. (For instance, Oliver Willis' idiotic "America Show" podcast is so bad, it's funny to listen to. But I don't want people mistakenly thinking I'm linking it because I like it, so I keep it on a backburner.)
I put links that I'm watching for eventual public linking that seem a bit shaky but worth keeping an eye on to In.
I put links to sites that have obviously gone dormant but will likely rise once again when they pull a Rachel Lucas to Dormant. Or maybe their feed is broken and I need to remind myself to go hunting for them at some point.
Unlike an iceberg, 90% of this sucker's above the water line. There's very few sites that I read that I keep hidden from the public. And I may have publicly delinked a person or two in the past, but my blogroll is extremely volatile and sites appear and vanish rather quickly without much fanfare.
So, feel free to ask. Especially catbloggers who post lots and lots of pictures on a regular basis (notice which category is the biggest).
Just don't be a pest about it.
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Yeah, I'm regretting the fact that I killed the tomdelay.isfullofcrap.com site a while back due to a lack of traffic and feedback.
Oh well. It's spelled Meirs, right?
The Palestinian "Parliament" is now going to "investigate" Arafat's death.
As long as they come up with the conclusion that he's still dead, I really don't care what they come up with.
"We believe he was killed" by the Israelis, deputy parliament speaker Hassan Kreisheh told The Associated Press.
See? Not worth caring about.
Just in case you're wondering, bostonredsox2005.com is still available.
Customer writes that they can't manage their site, get their emails, or update their pages.
I look up the account.
It was cancelled back in August. Over two months ago.
You just have to wonder about people like that. Their medical records must be really interesting having heart attacks and then calling 911 a week later or calling for an ambulance to help deliver a baby when the kid's blowing ou
