For the new people here
You are not required to reply to anything I say. While I accept commentary on damn near anything I post, I do not demand it. I am not a harsh and jealous god.
And now, a little about me.
1) I am slightly insane. I expand on this by saying that I choose to live in the southern United States of my own free will. If that isn't a sign of some slight insanity, I don't know what is. (And for the people in Florida, you don't count. Florida is not a southern state. :P ) Of course, I loathe living here sometimes, like most of the summer, but the pretty southern girls in shorts and miniskirts make up for it.
2) I used to consider myself a Republican. We can see how well that worked out. At this point, I am convinced that a stupidity gas is circulated through the major conventions and into the House and Senate, as it is the only reason some of these jackholes pass these laws. I am also convinced that the same stupidity gas is pumped into movie theaters and the like because that's the only reason we keep voting these jackasses back into office.
3) I occassionally (well, rarely, lately) write fiction. Not very long stuff, and probably a good chunk of it is derivative of other authors, notably Warren Ellis. (What can I say, Ellis is a god among men.) I especially do not require comment on my fiction, but you can if you want. Most of my fiction falls into what could be called dystopian science-fiction. I feel a dystopia is a far more likely future then a utopia, and current events continue to prove me right.
4) I am part of a set of identical triplets. (Yes, triplets. If you cannot grasp the concept of triplets, like so many of my teachers throughout grade school, then ignore it, like they did.) The others are
bauglier and
egearman.
5) I am originally from California. (This may explain part of the insanity.) In fact, I am from Berkeley. (This may explain the rest of the insanity.) However, I am not a godless-Communist-neo-pagan-liberal-hippie fruitloop like many Berkeley-ites.
Questions?
And now, a little about me.
1) I am slightly insane. I expand on this by saying that I choose to live in the southern United States of my own free will. If that isn't a sign of some slight insanity, I don't know what is. (And for the people in Florida, you don't count. Florida is not a southern state. :P ) Of course, I loathe living here sometimes, like most of the summer, but the pretty southern girls in shorts and miniskirts make up for it.
2) I used to consider myself a Republican. We can see how well that worked out. At this point, I am convinced that a stupidity gas is circulated through the major conventions and into the House and Senate, as it is the only reason some of these jackholes pass these laws. I am also convinced that the same stupidity gas is pumped into movie theaters and the like because that's the only reason we keep voting these jackasses back into office.
3) I occassionally (well, rarely, lately) write fiction. Not very long stuff, and probably a good chunk of it is derivative of other authors, notably Warren Ellis. (What can I say, Ellis is a god among men.) I especially do not require comment on my fiction, but you can if you want. Most of my fiction falls into what could be called dystopian science-fiction. I feel a dystopia is a far more likely future then a utopia, and current events continue to prove me right.
4) I am part of a set of identical triplets. (Yes, triplets. If you cannot grasp the concept of triplets, like so many of my teachers throughout grade school, then ignore it, like they did.) The others are
5) I am originally from California. (This may explain part of the insanity.) In fact, I am from Berkeley. (This may explain the rest of the insanity.) However, I am not a godless-Communist-neo-pagan-liberal-hippie fruitloop like many Berkeley-ites.
Questions?

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Sure.
1. Why is it fucking cold in SAN DIEGO? I realize that it is not actually cold, but I am freezing my ever loving ass off and its 61 degrees out.
2. What's with the male fascination with girl-on-girl action? Seriously baffles me. I don't mind the girl smoochies (smoochies being smoochies) but it's almost more fun to get the reaction out of the guys around than to do the smoochies themselves.
3. Would putting a small can of Sterno on my desk with the label "File under Burninate" on it be going a bit overboard for every day office decorum?
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That's right...
Yer no fruitloop...
:P
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2) I have this theory. Well, it's not my theory, but I like it. You see, guys look at a pretty girl and think "Yeah, I'd want to do her." So we can more easily accept that other girls would want to do her as well. But we guys know that we are lying, filthy pigs who will do or say anything to do a girl. So guy-on-guy action doesn't appeal to us.
3) Not if you don't actually light it. It's better then labeling your trash can as your "In" basket.
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I may look like a hippie, but I'm not one.
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That is the classical approach, isn't it? Now all I need is a red Swingline and a stuffed Cthulhu...
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1) You aren't the only one in our family who is insane.
2) Same here and I think the Democrats are worse. We need a king.
3) Same but nowhere near as good as yours, plus I tend towards fantasy fiction or mysteries. Which are damn hard to write in short form.
4) Christ, I can remember the words now. "You can get the instruction booklet (on the science fair) from your brother. You should only need one."
5) And Mike went back there. California back there, not Berkeley back there. Of course it was for a job, but still...
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I must uh... go and do some research (yeah research o.0) on the brothers when I feel well enough to be out of bed more again.
I wouldn't go that far...
Any photo proof is likely to be a few years old.
Re: I wouldn't go that far...