wordless Wednesday

A shout out to the dark side.

I usually don't disagree with Mr. Munroe, but I don't quite agree with this.  I think it was genius.  If you can create a strawman argument and sell it to millions of people, you deserve money and the people that bought it deserve to be seperated from thiers.

How fraking awesome...

is this?! 

Finally

A real American hero.

Oh! Well I guess that makes it OK.

Doucebag.  Nice tie too, asshole.

Biker? Cyclist?

You might find this interesting.

Too soon?

Why didn't he just shoot her between the eyes?  I mean, it's not like he could have missed.

You thought I'd forgotten, didn't you?

Oh no my friends. You cannot turn your back on these bastards for a second!

Mr. Bright Side

Well, I guess things could be worse. This guy was a close friend and room mate of mine in college. My sadness for him is kind of tempered by my absolute hatred of drunk driving.

Anyway, I was feeling a little down because of where my life is at 40. At least I'm not going to prison!

My new motivation

This. I will find and eat this when I get back down to 215.



FUCK YES

You should

try this.

This made me laugh

Cyanide & Happiness @ Explosm.net

This about sums it up

I hate feeling powerless, but this seems to be my only option.

On turning 40

It appears I have, through no effort of my own, stumbled through yet another milepost. My thirties are now in the rear view mirror.

I've tried to attach some meaning to the event, in hopes of securing its place in my memory, and thus far have failed. The failure is what I find interesting though. Much like my run in with cancer, it simply feels like another thing I've lived through and put behind me. Where's my life changing epiphany? Where is my renewed sense of purpose? Where is my clarified vision of my future? I read countless stories of people in similar positions gaining benefit of one sort or another when encountering these types of challenges... But it doesn't seem to work that way for me.

Maybe it's my tendency to not focus on the future. I guess your life can't change much when you don't spend a lot of time thinking about it. I've had enough gut punches delivered by fate that I tend to look behind for another one, rather than forward to see what's next. I've got to stop that (yeah, right). You go where you're looking.

Maybe there's something better on the way that will make all this seem inconsequential, and I'm subconsciously getting ready for it?

Maybe things that this don't really matter as much as people think they do, and I'm silly for attempting to find meaning?

I don't know. The one thing I do know is that for the first time in my life, I actually feel old. Worn down. Burdened. Tired. Feeble.

I feel like I didn't wind up where I wanted to be, and I don't think there's enough time left to get there... So I have to find a new "there"... But I don't know how.

Anyway, my advice on aging is don't.

Wordless Wednesday

Da Da Da Duh Dummmmm. Seriously, Wyoming is kinda lame, but this little route is worth it. Thanks to the Harley Owners Group and thier yearly ride gide. Also, Big Timber Montana is great.

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Fight the power

If anyone is on Twitter (I HATE it too, but I'm a user), set your location to Tehran and your time zone to GMT +3.30. Security forces are hunting for bloggers using location/timezone searches. The more users at this location, the more of a logjam it creates for forces trying to shut Iranians' access to the internet down. Cut & paste and please pass it on.

Wordless Wednesday... Mostly

How I feel about Twitter

I've given it a try. It's like this.

Twitter is dumb.

Wordless Wednesday

It doesn't count if the words are in the image