I’m not going to ask zebulon_y where he found this

1. “There is one detail I should mention about myself which I think really underscores what a great provider she is. I am not a physically attractive customer.”
2. Her best feature(I had to ad a S) are her smile, her body, her innocent attitude and when she told me she loves sex I fell in love with her.
3. “Well i will not go into any details but she gets a 88%”.

Hours of fun for the entire family cynical bastards like me.

http://www.nolongerlonely.com/

Courtesy zebulon_y we have possibly the worst dating service concept yet. I thought the “regular” services were basically neurosis farms, but this is going to be Distilled Essence of Trouble.

Ideally they’d use some type of patented DSM-IV/Dewey Decimal sorting algorithm to match people but of course, just like the rest of life, the ill-fitting people are going to meet each other.

I’ve known several crazy couples that worked fine, because they were understanding of each others’ crazy and aware of their own. I think the outcome of this service will be different.

Also, let’s now light a candle and think good thoughts about whomever does customer service there. For now, I’ll be posting my ad:

SWM, 39 seeks SWF 25-45. I’m depressive and messy with intimacy issues. You’re cold, withdrawn, and harshly critical. Let’s make beautiful music together! No fatties, coke whores, or dissociative psychotics. I enjoy pets, travel, and weeks-long spirals of self-loathing and suicidal ideation. If you have sharps privileges and have been an outpatient for a while, give me a call!

The latest article on Content Goes Here: The Golem of the Gridiron (For Todd Marinovich).

http://www.fs.fed.us/gpnf/volcanocams/msh/

This tool thinks we need to destroy Islam and burn everything and kill lots of civilians, probably with a broadsword.

I say let him start out by clearing some minefields for us, or something. We’ll lose less 19-year-old soldiers that way. Let the professors of education be first in the breach!

His gibbering call for blood is here.

But who’s been lasering the hell out of commercial airlines! Someone could get his eye put out. Seriously why isn’t that front page news? La-sers and terror and planes oh my.

I really like the SK2. It fits better in the pocket, has great reception, and has a camera. So now I have a better internet device and I don’t need a cheap digicam any more. Yay.

There are currently two classes of problem in my life: ones that with careful attention and proper technique I can slowly solve, and huge monoliths of doom that resist all attempts at amelioration. I wish that the monoliths weren’t the two most important things to me.

Many of my friends are moving places. I realize that this is because they’re at turning points in their lives where it makes sense to physically move. This is about the third set of friends that has gone on with their lives; I remain, the still center of an unchanging world.

I want to gay-marry John Zorn.

Too many hiptops and one pretty Lebanese woman on a tuesday afternoon.

Those euro people. Tsk!

Especially for redmaenad but suitable for wide use!

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This many-named dog (Bandit? Bubba? Petey?) was run over by a forklift when in the care of its previous owner. Chris and Lauren rescued him. As of last night he’s coneless and feeling much better.