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This Just In: I’m Not Really Posting Much

Kent — Thu, 08 Apr 2010 05:41:46 +0000

In the immortal words of Jim Anchower, I know it’s been a long time since I rapped at ya. What the hell happened to my Pimpstyle prowess anyway? I dabbled in the Facebook and Twitter phenomenon for a while. They are easier to maintain than a blog or message board and have a built-in community. But the more I use them the more I can’t shake the creepy, voyeuristic feeling. Not to mention that your friends and family end up having to trust their conversations and photos and sensitive info to the Facebook company and their policy decisions. In the immortal words of Liz Lemon: blergh.

Oh well, maybe it’s time I worked on this again.

http://www.theonion.com/articles/im-gonna-get-me-a-wii-if-it-kills-me,16648/J

My Analog Work Phone Was Replaced Today

Kent — Tue, 29 Sep 2009 21:10:46 +0000

Goodbye homemade release hounds button.

Telekinesis!

Kent — Mon, 28 Sep 2009 20:44:04 +0000

The Dump – Where Shrink Wrapped TVs Go To Die

Kent — Mon, 07 Sep 2009 19:47:24 +0000

The ER…

Ragan — Fri, 04 Sep 2009 16:56:50 +0000

Cut my finger washing a steaknife last night and spent from 11 pm to 4 am in the emergency room. 99% of that time was waiting. Could there be a more foul and depressing place to spend time? It’s like the DOL with blood and puking.

Fog rolls in

Kent — Mon, 31 Aug 2009 14:46:06 +0000

Texts From Last Night

Kent — Thu, 27 Aug 2009 22:50:37 +0000

Someone pointed this gem of a website out to me today. Let us begin with the 206 area code.

Abducted Jesus

Kent — Thu, 27 Aug 2009 16:22:58 +0000

If everyone would just clean up their dogs’ poopie, no abductions would have to occur…

Brook Laddie

Kent — Tue, 25 Aug 2009 03:27:28 +0000

I’m currently hooked on the Bruichladdich. This stuff tastes like they bottled the essence of a craggy, storm-battered Scottish seashore. Unfortunately, it is apparently not sold in our American liquor stores, so those desiring it are forced to pay $15 a dram at the bar, or pony up and order a bottle from Scotland.

Summerland

Kent — Sun, 16 Aug 2009 17:54:25 +0000