discardia

Nine Inch Nails landed in my lap when I was 15. I guess every teenager has their NIN phase, so I was just another stereotypical teenager in that regard. I remember first listening to Pretty Hate Machine when I was over a friend’s house doing homework. Kasha was my lab partner and […]

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Jim says: no biggie…I just want to move onto the next emergency
Jim says: I’m fedup with this one
Sean says: tell em to kiss yer bum and that it is their own damn fault they are in said situation
Sean says: some hip shaking and bum slapping while saying said comment about said […]

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Simplicity versus complexity is probably one of my favorite thinking games. If you have never played it, it essentially works like this… Take a subject, any subject, topic, object, etc and try to think of it in simple terms. Try to reduce it down to the simplest set of concepts you can. […]

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I was browsing Amazon dot com yesterday, to check out the latest and greatest in miscellaneous and varied crap. And something caught my eye. Something profoundly… dichotomous.
At the top of the best-sellers list for DVD, is a movie called “The Secret”. Now “The Secret” is not really a secret […]

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From here. Thanks, R. Stevens! (p.s. have four of his shirts now - awesomeness!)

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Curses seem to run in my family.
Not the kind of curses involving old gypsy crones and boiling cauldrons with bat wings and lizard nuts, and those sort of thinga-ma-jiggaroos.
(Lizard nuts has a nice ring to it. We will make that the word of the day. Just like Pee-wee Herman’s Playhouse:
Pee-wee: […]

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Bill: [approaching Socrates] How’s it going? I’m Bill, and this is Ted. We’re from the future.
Ted: [whispering to Bill] Now what?
Bill: I dunno… Philosophize with him!
Ted: [clears his throat, to Socrates] “All we are is dust in the wind,” dude.
[Socrates gives them a blank stare]
Bill: [scoops up a pile of dust from the basin before […]

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I was petting my dogs last night and something occurred to me.
Your dogs are pretty dirty when they have little brown clouds following them around.
Kind of like Pigpen from Peanuts, but with four legs.
And teeth. A mouth full of pin prick dagger teeth.
My oldest dog actually is a fluffy demon I think. He […]

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I don’t know why I dislike Mondays so much. It is not like I was beat up every Monday as a child, or that my boss calls me and tells me to go scrub the toilets every Monday… it is not a programmed aversion in the great circuit board of my brain or anything. […]

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