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Previously on wwbd...
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Ye Olden Archive
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What the hell did you say yesterday?
04/19/02 04:16 PM PST
This is what I'm talking about, you sick little monkeys!
I've got this handy little utility that allows me to track all the web goodness that hits my
site.
It shows who you are (by IP address), who your ISP is, where you come from, how you got here,
operating system, color depth, etc.
Sometimes it's better not knowing.
I've been tracking this information for a long time, and once again it's become very
apparent that 68% of my search engine driven traffic is people looking for a bestiality
porn or interracial sex.
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When I got this domain, I figured I might get a few hits of people looking for porn, but damn people,
68%!?! Have you nothing better to do than surf the web with your favorite dirty sock?
Of course, it is refreshing that you're looking for porn and finding something clean (usually it
happens the other way around, at work, when your boss is looking over your cubicle wall).
I did notice that nopornhere.com is available... perhaps I should buy that.
On a side note, I noticed that Colin over at PIAB has grown to hate me. Life is good!
04/18/02 02:42 PM PST
I ran across this image today, and it made me laugh.... a lot!
Type your own joke here:
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It reminds me of when I was asked to give a presentation on how to use the
internet at my sons school.
Of course, as I hate my children almost as much as my parents hated me, I
make them attend Catholic school (so they can learn to hate themselves, and
thus the cycle continues).
While discussing how easy it is for kids to "accidently" run into adult
content, the Nuns, following my lead, hit some really impressive hardcore
site.
Much to my dismay,
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they browsed the entire "free" section (which was pretty generous in size).
Showing the Nuns at my children's Catholic school how to find porn on the internet.
Oh yeah... I'm gonna burn in hell for sure!
04/17/02 02:18 PM PST
As those who actually look at this dump from time to time know, I recently upgraded my
PC.
I've had a couple of requests for a view of the inside of the monster, and since I took
pictures during the upgrade (always looking for ways to bullshit my way into content),
I put together this handy little photo journal of how things went:
Building a Tiny God
04/16/02 01:30 PM PST
Yeah, yeah, yeah!
I know I don't update this thing like I should. I have a life, damn it!
But today I give you two new offerings on the
CTOTM
page (for the first time in 6 months).
Enjoy!
04/15/02 02:15 PM PST
Well... we did the lan party thing again over the weekend. There are plenty of
pictures and such here:
Bring Out Your Dead, part X!
Other than that... um... the windstorm on saturday blew some shingles off my roof, and my dog
ate a hole in center of the living room carpet this morning.
I'm going to fix both problems with a hammer tonight.
04/10/02 11:04 AM PST
Once Again, I've archived off the old crap
(see the archive link to the left).
My back is still killing me from last weekend. As part of my wife's evil plan to kill me
off early, thus collecting my sizeable life insurance policy, she had a task for me on
Sunday.
In our back yard, along the property line between our yard and the neighbors, she could see about
1/2 an inch of aluminum siding poking out from the dirt.
"Can you dig that out for me?", she asked.
"Um...", I replied.
I am, by nature, a soft cubicle geek. This whole "manual labor" thing isn't exactly my gig, and I
was reluctant to dive into what would surely be a task of Herculean size.
But knowing that I really had no options, I proceeded to get out the shovel and hack my way into the
earth.
It wasn't so bad, at first. The ground was packed pretty hard there, so it took some serious work to
loosen the dirt up on the surface. I began to make progress, but of course, things got ugly quick.
About a foot down, I hit rock.
Our property was a vacant lot until they built our house, and the property was (and still is) rather
sloped. Before the fence was installed, they had built a retaining wall to level the property next door.
Along our side of this wall, they had placed a decorative rock wall (which got buried when they built
our house and leveled our property).
So, after digging out a foot of dirt, and removing a section of this rock wall that was 4 feet wide, 3 feet deep, and
12 feet long (that's about 1,000 pounds of rock), I ran into a new problem.
Pipes.
There were about 12 pipes laying on top of the siding, as it curved under the soil. Of course, they weren't
exactly lying next to each other in a nice straight line, so I had to increase
the size of the hole to dig them out as well.
Finally, after removing the dirt, rocks, and pipes, I was able to free the siding from the hole.
I stood there, exhausted, covered in sweat and grime, and admired my work. I also made the mental note
that this hole was more than large enough to be a grave (probably mine).
All I had to do now was fill the hole back in. Of course, she didn't want the rock to go back in there
(as it was very nice rock, and she wanted to give it to the neighbors to line their gardens with), so she
had me haul the monstrous chunks of broken concrete and asphalt that are at the very bottom of our
property up the hill and toss them into the hole (many of these chunks weighed well over 200 pounds).
Obviously, then there wasn't enough dirt to fill it back up... so I had to dig yet more from various
locations where she wasn't pleased by the lay of the land to get the fill required.
Once the fill was done, the land raked back out, and my work done, I collapsed into the fetal position
and moaned softly to myself for about 30 minutes while she talked about putting in a new retaining wall
in along the side of the house.
Of course, that's another 50 foot trench to dig, and the rock wall apparently runs up that way as well.
Pray for me.
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