more war grime

greenwald continues & i still agree: it's past time to put the cronies of dub on trial. maybe even dub himself, but definitely the puppet master.

grime & punishment

have to agree with glenn greenwald: why is the media ranting on about the alleged corruption of governor blagojevich whilst completely ignoring the conclusions of a bipartisan panel on the actions of bush & cronies? there's no mention of this at all in the “rag of record” or any other major newssite ...

UPDATE: actually, the “rag of record” has covered this sordid topic—but buried it on page a14; all 810 words of it ...

meanwhile, the blagojevich saga is still on the front page of every rag.

“clinton rules”

the only thing more pathetic than the alleged corruption of illinois governor r.blagojevich is the immediate implementation of “clinton rules” by the guilty-as-charged definitively corrupt national press. see joe conason & glenn greenwald & bob somerby for all the gory details ...

technology trainwreck

of all the technology trainwrecks in silicon valley, the demise of yahoo! has to be the slowest & most pathetic. there's no need to reiterate this long sordid tale but the good news is yahoo! seems to have maintained a firm grip on their un-ironic style; from the nyslimes:

Yahoo has hired executive search firm Heidrick & Struggles to help look for candidates.

could they have found a better named search firm if they tried?

really rabid repuglicants

sarah's giving up her clothes to charity. wonder if they're going to imitate salariman & at the same time provide her soiled unmentionables for fund-raising from really rabid repuglicants ...

phew ...

the repuglicant nightmare ends in 70 plus days. hopefully the current occupant will be unable to do too much more damage ....

are you really that stupid?

in his latest voter intelligence test, mcbush claims he was "tested in crisis" because he was on the deck of the atomic aircraft carrier uss enterprise ... d'oh! what a senile old fuckhead! being one of a number of stormtroopers about to be sent off to die is not a test of a fucking leader ...

... no matter how low you set the bar ...

rediscover

it's such a disappointment to rediscover what a horrible experience public transit remains. plus the fact that the hern have to be the most inept transit providers on this poor overheated planet.

took caltrain 312, a so-called “baby bullet” which crawled down the line as the ‘limited express’ in front was running late. got to the tram about two minutes after it was supposed to leave—only it hadn't as failed traffic signals in san jose were gumming up the works.

it doesn't help that a suburban area like silicon valley is unsuited to mass transit. really only a car or, if you're insane, a bicycle are suited to this retarded layout.

empty chair

tonight, senator obama is going to debate an empty chair—regardless if the idiot mcsame shows up.

UPDATE: mcsame flip-flopped (as is normal for such a circular talking man) & showed up. i didn't watch.

FURTHER UPDATE: “it's really true what they say; those that do not study the past get an exciting opportunity to repeat it!”

attack bitch

put some lipstick on that pit bull, repuglicants ...

cartoon by steve bell

crab shuffle

occasionally see this & wonder just how it works: following a bloatmobile down the freeway. it's a long straight stretch of road. i'm relaxed in my chair, more or less centred at the wheel & i can easily see the driver's front wheel of the bloatmobile. how can that be? is the idiot (an old fart, turns out) driving it weird? or is its alignment off—that drastically?

more incompetence

gotta love the resurfaced anthrax story: the incompetent pigs manage to hound a second scientist—more of the repuglicant war on science?—this one to death. the previous victim managed to sue their asses after they totally ruined his life. this one is dead, so the useless media regurgitates all the lies the pigs have created to cast this one as the bad guy. how retarded do you have to be to believe anything this government says or does? or anything that's written in the fucking useless media?—scribes, start your photocopiers ...

if there's a possibility of the truth ever emerging, it'll probably be on greenwald's blog ...

put it on vibrate

these arseholes who have their cellphones playing some stupid tune at full volume in the revolting cubicle farms that “modern” employers seem to think adequate for working in ...

no wonder productivity is so low.

supporting freedoms

“thank you, thank you for your support! i shall always wear it!”

good to see the simian embarrassment of the united snakes offering his freedom-loving support to the tyrants. keep up the bad work, dub. only 197 days to go ...

butt ugly

why is it that winxp goes to all the effort of greying out your screen when you ask it to quit & soon as you click okay, it reapplies all its revolting colours? even worse if you're not using its grotesque default colours as it switches back to them as it kills itself off. the greying out is a neat effect but those arses have no clue.

the total lack of decent aesthetics is probably the main reason i hate billyware so much ...

smoke this ...

so some prat was seeking a pcm file of smoke on the water (deep purple, 1972) so s/he asked altavista which somehow got her/him a preview link to my site: “our water rates are high enough as it is. 631kb herbal.wav ... 48kb smoking.ogg. the last tram (from clapham) you been practicin'? 103kb snap2.wav ...” awesome! even better given this preview the prat clicked through ...

maybe s/he/it was actually a goon show fan?

beastmaster&fester

beastmaster&fester—you gotta love the last line of this posting ...

euphemisms

“straight talk” means “straight outta my arse”, don't it, senator mccain frozen french fries?

another stinking ride

fooking mr pickled sat in the seat behind me today. the stench of vinegar was overpowering & to top it off, the fooker was farting, too. thank $deity this is the third last ride on that fooking train ...

disappeared

my homepage used to be the highest rank for a search for ‘bloodnok’ but when i checked today, it doesn't appear at all. yahoo still likes me, though. so what's up with guggle?

funny that there are plenty of other traces of my bloodnok'ng activities—plus other prats using my fake name that's not mine.

what's all this, then?

someone vacuuming my site with what looked like an ordinary browser—user agent: ‘Mozilla/4.0 (compatible; MSIE 5.0; Windows NT 4.0)’—save for the rapid page acquisition. a lookup on the ip returned Универзитет у Београду—serbia & montenegro?

by the way, buy a picture ...

very nice, i'm sure

kicking myself for not carrying a digicam this morning ...

wonderful day for public transit. not only was mr pickled emitting a particularly odious stench but two ton tess was wearing knee -er- pants! tess wandered up & down the train this morning, giving one a full-bore dose of her gob: poor dear looks a bit like an upset phacochoerus africanus (aka warthog) with those piercings through either side of ‘her’ bulbous jowls.

had to follow tess from one mode of transit to the next. further observations: the black & white checks with blood splats is a definite. tess also was fashionable attired in a red sailcloth -i mean- shirt with a patterned black skull&crossbones motif & has a lovely backpack in pink with a huge cupcake logo.

damned frightening, i tell ya! but very nice, i'm sure. especially the cupcake.

piss & vinegar

yet another reason to love public transit: a short chubby guy with mutton-chop whiskers gets on the train at my stop. & what a lovely odour wafts behind him: fooker must bathe in vinegar! the stench is overpowering. especially bad news when the train is crowded & there are few options on where to sit—preferably want to be as far from mr pickled as possible, like in the next coach or the next train ...

bloated bint

two ton tess in a white & black checked hoodie with fake blood splats, bulbous jowls with several piercings through its cakehole (ain't those things supposed to go through your earlobes?), the enormous sailcloth of black trousers still insufficient to hide the grotesque whale tail of its unmentionables ...

... to see such a thing first thing in the morning, before the stomach has even settled down—cruel fate & public transit, eh?

gets better: its male counterpart got on a few stops later; another bloated mass, stinking of perfume, weirdly coloured hair (a particularly nasty shade favoured by japanese kids who wannabe blonde), a fringe of beard under its jowls, & a marilyn manson transfer from a dismantled t-shirt attached to the back of its jacket with studs.

oooooo!

fooking hate public transit! almost worse than driving ...

mickey mouse wav

bizarre what search strings lead to my domain(s). you're looking for the mouse and you click on a link that says,

111kb mickey.wav are you taking the mickey out of me? 33kb mickey.ogg ...... a mickey mouse watch, the remains of a small boiled chicken, and a lifesize ...

are you kidding? or just illiterate?

laugh-a while you can, monkey boy!

got to watch a spotty-faced teenaged fashion git waddling about the tram station platform. he had a wispy little beard & wore a white w/gold speckles hoodie. the crotch of his jeans were below the knees. he could only walk by moving the lower part of his legs; the upper was mostly immobilized. why anyone would willingly become a toulouse-lautrec clone ...

what a stunned monkey boy!

spammy gits

the morons what run yahoo claim to have a great webmail client. humph! don't matter how many times you mark "joke-of-the-day" as unwanted trash there it is squatting in the inbox at least four or five times a day. and the other shite that gets through.

best part is the "offer" to pay them for their crappy client ... fook that! instead i block their adverts with every firefox plugin i can get my mitts on!

smug dorks

school is still out & many idiots are still off work. thanks to the usual transit breakdown, used the petrol donkey to get to the office. traffic was moving along reasonably enough—not the usual carpark.

enjoyed the smug dorks tooling along in the commuter lane in their fooking pre-arse (apparently the plural is the same as the singular - who knew?) at a slower rate than regular traffic. the prius owner is a particularly dense species of treehugging arsehole. watched one bearded idiot in a white pre-arse hog the lane, occasionally pulling out to let faster cars through, but in the most inept fashion.

whatever moron in the state government that thought giving pre-arse owners a free pass into the commuter lane was really thinking with his/her sphincter. the pre-arse gets really lousy gas mileage when you boot the sucker—it's only good in stop&go traffic. plus what an otherwise fooking awful car: its dynamics are no better than the hideous econobox it shares its chassis with ...