To Hell in a Handbasket

There was a typical blonde. She had long, blonde hair, blue eyes, and she was sick of all the blond jokes.

One day, she decided to get a make-over, so she cut and dyed her hair. She also went out and bought a new convertible.

She went driving down a country road and came across a herd of sheep. She stopped and called the sheep herder over.

‘That’s a nice flock of sheep.’ She said. ’Well thank you.’ Said the herder.

‘Tell you what. I have a proposition for you.’ said the woman. ’Okay.’ Replied the herder.

‘If I can guess the exact number of sheep in your flock, can I take one home?’. ’Sure.’ Said the sheep herder.

So, the girl sat up and looked at the herd for a second and then replied ’382′.

‘Wow.’ Said the herder. ‘That is exactly right. Go ahead and pick out the sheep you want to take home.’ So the woman went and picked one out and put it in her car.

Then, the herder said ‘Okay, now I have a proposition for you’.'What is it?’ Queried the woman.

‘If I can guess the real color of your hair, can I have my dog back?’

To root, or not to root: that is the question:

Whether ’tis nobler in the mind to suffer

The crap of HTC is not outrageous fortune,

Or to take arms against a sea of useless apps,

And by opposing end them? To root, to be free;

No more; and by freedom to say we end

The heart-ache and the thousand worthless apps

That cannot be uninstalled, ‘tis unavailable option

Devoutly to be wish’d. To root, to be free:

To freedom, perchance to control: ay, there’s the rub:

For that freedom of rooting what mistakes may come

When we have removed the controls in place that make us mortal,

Must give us pause; there’s the respect

That makes calamity of superuser privs;

For who would bear the segfaults and core dumps of time,

The oppressor’s wrong, the geek’s contumely,

The prags of despised garbage-ware, the sudo’s delay,

The insolence of Footprints and the Peep

That patient merit of the unworthy takes,

When he himself might his rm –rf make

With a bare sudo? Who would fardels bear?

To grunt and swear under a weary life,

But that the dread of something after root,

The undiscover’d access from whose bourn

No n00b returns, puzzles the will

And makes us rather bear those typos we have

Than make other that we know not of?

Thus conscience does make cowards of us all;

And thus the native hue of resolution

Is sicklied o’er with the pale cast of thought,

And enterprises of great pith and moment

With this regard their currents turn awry,

And lose the stability of my phone. – root you now!

The fair Incredible! Fantastic, in thy orisons

Be all my sudo remember’d.

(from Hamlet 3/1 – slightly altered by Eric Silva)

A conversation between @cwgabriel from Penny Arcade and @pvponline from PVP.

Brought a tear to my eye after @wilw got involved.

Now, let me get this straight…..We are going to pass a health care plan written by a committee whose chairman says he doesn’t understand it, passed by a Congress that hasn’t read it but exempts themselves from it, to be signed by a president that also hasn’t read it and who smokes, with funding administered by a treasury chief who didn’t pay his taxes…all to be overseen by a surgeon general who is obese, and financed by a country that’s nearly broke. What could possibly go wrong?

~Anonymous

From today’s "The Gartman Letter"

Just stumbled upon @shitmydadsays after reading a forum post from Kevin Smith.  I don’t know if it’s really his 73-year-old dad, but it’s quite humorous.

After wavering back and forth over Fred Thompson or Mike Huckabee, I am 99.9% sure I am going to have to go with Mike Huckabee in the upcoming primaries. I like both candidates, and I agree with both candidates on a majority of the issues, but I get the feeling when listening to both candidates that Huckabee wants it more. Fred Thompson just gives off this vibe of “I am in the race, and I’ll just stand here and see how this pans out.” Thompson doesn’t give off the energy that Huckabee does, and that is disappointing. So disappointing in fact that I felt compelled to change the party affiliation on my Pennsylvania voter registration from “No affiliation” to “Republican” just so I can vote in the Pennsylvania primary election on April 22, 2008.

I wish more states were like New Hampshire, which allow you to vote in either primary when registered as an independent, but as that is not the case in Pennsylvania, changing my party affiliation was the only choice. So it’s done and now Mike Huckabee will have one more vote in his favor come April 22nd.

Oh yeah, one other thing…

Is it just me, or has anyone else noticed how much Mike Huckabee looks like a young Jim Nabors?

In other other news, I finally got around to begin reading It’s Not News, It’s FARK, and at 268 pages, it should be a quick read. I will follow up with comments once I finish it.

Penny Arcade posted an absolutely brilliant comic on Christmas Eve. If someone ever stole my lawn decorations, I would contemplate the very same thing. That or motion-sensitive, auto-targeting mini guns; especially with the cost of electricity these days.

Hooray for Science!

I thought I was the only one, but apparently there are more of us out there.

I know what I am going to be for Halloween this year… Chris Walken!

w00t!