Hey, it’s late. I’m tired. I don’t have anything to say. Just like every other night.
I’ve been over joining the fun at The Angry Drunk blog. It’s kind of fun to join in a flamewar where Mac people call congenital idiots “freetards” (or vice versa).
I think I like that place. It’s good to have a […]

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A washed up ballplayer and an aging bimbo get together to screw for self-validation. Opposite but equivalent to pity sex. Self-pity sex. This is news?
Who gives a shit?
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I’ve been reading something new around the internet. The blogospheroids are up in arms because Microsoft is claiming products it shipped to retailers on a consignment as “sales.”
Oh, […]

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