'They all have husbands and wives and children and houses and dogs, and, you know, they've all made themselves a part of something and they can talk about what they do. What am I gonna say? "I killed the president of Paraguay with a fork. How've you been?"'
Long story short...I've had a Sun Ultra 60 box (much thanks Steve!) sitting in the office for a while waiting for me to get some time to start beating it over the head. Earlier this week I moved all the databases for all my database-driven websites over to it allowing my poor little webserver to breath a little easier. My last task was to move BlogBuzz's ever-growing database (over 37,000 blogs!) over to the Sun machine.
And it's finally done, Kalloo Kallay!
Hopefully the whole operation's going to run a bit better now.
"Well, I've been with the best, and I've BEAT the best! I've retired more men than Social Security!"
"By the grace of God or I don't know what honey you have managed to Forrest Gump your way through this. If we run now, we're going to be running the rest of our lives."
Yes because I'm still not busy enough, Brain Scan Studios is now accepting submissions for original comic book projects. We're willing to consider all genres, black-and-white or color. Email brian.kirsten.bss@gmail.com for more information.
"Your life, as you know it... is gone. Never to return. But they learn how to walk, and they learn how to talk... and you want to be with them. And they turn out to be the most delightful people you will ever meet in your life."
Ray Dillon, the artist for my first series Touch of Death (get issue #1 for free here!) has a blog! Check it out for his ramblings as well as art from the man himself.
"Can you imagine being the guy whose job it is to argue for the right to build a mall on top of a geological phenomenon?"
"Okay, what would Joe do at a time like this? He'd kill everybody and smoke some cigarettes."
I got accepted in the Ning developer's program!
But I don't have a clue to what I'm going to do with it. Such a neat little playground, but I've already got too much to do!
Please start sending me bundles of money so I can start clearing up larger blocks of free time.
"You cannot leave everything to Fate, boy. She's got a lot to do. Sometimes you must give her a hand."
"When danger reared its ugly head, he bravely turned his tail and fled. Yes, brave Sir Robin turned about, and valiantly, he chickened out. Bravely taking to his feet, he beat a very brave retreat. A brave retreat by brave Sir Robin."
The fine folks at FeedBurner has added Blog Buzz Machine to the group of services that PingShot (Feedburner's announcement service) will ping.
Hooray!
I added a whole lot of pictures from my medium format camera to my Flickr account. Turns out it's a pretty diverse mix of mixtures (my main issue with my hobby is getting the film processed it seems). Most of them are Denver pictures, with pictures from various Tampa trips thrown in.
"My... name... is... Johnny Wishbone. I am a psychic. Yes, my name is Johnny Wishbone and I am a psychic from the Isle of St. Croix. I read in the St. Croix Gazette that the Beverley Hills Police Department was having trouble solving crimes. So I came to help you out, because I am a psychic extraordinaire. But they told me you don't need help, so I will go home. Yes, my name is Johnny Wishbone and I am a psychic from the Isle of St. Croix. You, I don't know you. You are... MMMMmmmmmmmmmmMMM AAAhhhhhh LUTZ! Chief LUTZ! And you are... MMMMMMMMMMMMMmmmmmmm... AAAAAhhhhhhhhhhhh..."
"Oh, no, no, no, I'm not, I'm not tense. Well, I did pass out today... and got hit in the head by a baseball... and brushed my teeth with shampoo... then butchered Rimsky- Korsakov in front of 1,500 people, and my clothes fell apart. But I'm not *tense*."
"Southwest Airlines passenger Lorrie Heasley was wearing a T-shirt with a picture of Bush, Cheney, and Rice that bore the caption "Meet the Fuckers." Other passengers, gravely offended, tattled on her and Southwest Officials kicked her off the flight."
"Pandora's proverbial box had been opened, and what's more, none of us were sure that we wanted it closed again."
"Nipsey Russell, who played the Tin Man alongside Diana Ross and Michael Jackson in "The Wiz" as part of a decades-long career in stage, television and film, has died. He was 80."
"The richest one percent of this country owns half our country's wealth, five trillion dollars. One third of that comes from hard work, two thirds comes from inheritance, interest on interest accumulating to widows and idiot sons and what I do, stock and real estate speculation. It's bullshit. You got ninety percent of the American public out there with little or no net worth. I create nothing. I own."
Some of the things I read just chill me to my bones.
From The Huffington Post
'You know which countries have their political leaders make secret decisions with their religious leaders? If you answered the Islamic Republic of Iran, you'd be right. But apparently you would also be right if you answered the United States of America.
When asked why he is supporting President Bush's new nominee to the Supreme Court, Reverend Dobson, founder of the Focus on the Family, said, "I can't reveal it all, because I do know things that I'm privy to that I can't describe, because of confidentiality."'
"The separate single-season home run records remained until Nineteen Ninety-One, when Fay Vincent, the commissioner of baseball, ordered that there be only one record. Roger Maris died six years earlier, never knowing that the record belonged to him."
"Selina Jarvis is the chair of the social studies department at Currituck County High School in North Carolina, and she is not used to having the Secret Service question her or one of her students.
But that's what happened on September 20.
Jarvis had assigned her senior civics and economics class "to take photographs to illustrate their rights in the Bill of Rights," she says. One student "had taken a photo of George Bush out of a magazine and tacked the picture to a wall with a red thumb tack through his head. Then he made a thumb's down sign with his own hand next to the President's picture, and he had a photo taken of that, and he pasted it on a poster."
According to Jarvis, the student, who remains anonymous, was just doing his assignment, illustrating the right to dissent.
But over at the Kitty Hawk Wal-Mart, where the student took his film to be developed, this right is evidently suspect. An employee in that Wal-Mart photo department called the Kitty Hawk police on the student. And the Kitty Hawk police turned the matter over to the Secret Service. On Tuesday, September 20, the Secret Service came to Currituck High."
"The town will never be the same. After the Tangiers, the big corporations took it all over. Today it looks like Disneyland. And while the kids play cardboard pirates, Mommy and Daddy drop the house payments and Junior's college money on the poker slots. In the old days, dealers knew your name, what you drank, what you played. Today, it's like checkin' into an airport. And if you order room service, you're lucky if you get it by Thursday. Today, it's all gone. You get a whale show up with four million in a suitcase, and some twenty-five-year-old hotel school kid is gonna want his Social Security Number. After the Teamsters got knocked out of the box, the corporations tore down practically every one of the old casinos. And where did the money come from to rebuild the pyramids? Junk bonds. But in the end, I wound up right back where I started. I could still pick winners, and I could still make money for all kinds of people back home. And why mess up a good thing?"