No, this is not on The Onion

October 17, 2003 - 1:41 am Comments Off on No, this is not on The Onion

From the Philadelphia Inquirer:

Bush told his senior aides Tuesday that he “didn’t want to see any stories” quoting unnamed administration officials in the media anymore, and that if he did, there would be consequences, said a senior administration official who asked that his name not be used.

Update

October 15, 2003 - 2:21 am 1 Comment

This past weekend I spent with hub and a couple hundred friendly gun nuts 15 miles east of Waco at Gunstock. We had a fantastic time, despite some glitches, and fully plan on doing that again and as much as possible. If you live in the Central Texas area and are looking for a place to shoot, you definitely need to try TIGER Valley out. They have a 1000 yard range that I’m itching to try. Words can’t describe how great the owners are.

In the meantime I was hit by the Lolita spammer, and hit hard. I’ve downloaded the MT-Blacklist plugin, but have to wait until my help ticket to install the Storable.pm module goes through. I may also add an image system that requires you to enter the number from the image in the form. This is hard on blind users, but they are welcome to email comments to me and I can post for them. 125+ spam comments over 4 days is completely out of control.

Auuuuuuuuugh

October 14, 2003 - 6:18 pm 5 Comments

What the hell was I thinking when I accepted as moderator of a panel? I’ve never even seen a panel before, except for the La Leche League conference last year. I’m way too fat to do this, people are going to be looking at me and wishing they didn’t have to. 90% of the time the things I thought were clever witticisms fall flat. I’m not one of the cool kids. I don’t have anything to wear and if I go and buy something it will be completely wrong and I will stick out like a sore thumb. I can barely keep myself together, how in the hell did I think I could keep a panel together?

I suck I suck I suck I suck isuckisuckisuckisuckisuck.

Critters

October 13, 2003 - 5:45 pm 3 Comments

I know how much y’all love it when I post critter pictures. Hub found this in his sink upstairs. Click it for a bigger version.

That’s a brown recluse, albeit a small one. It’s really not a very happy spider; I think it’s about to die. Either it came home in hub’s kit from where we were camping, or it was maybe in the sink overflow. Hub’s pondering putting it down the barrel of a gun, then shooting. I just smile and say, “Yes, dear”.

Sigh

October 12, 2003 - 8:37 pm 2 Comments

While I was out of town from Thursday until Sunday, I got over 70 spam-ments. That’s assholes who run scripts to spam my comments. Although it completely goes against my philosophy, I’m considering turning off comments until there’s some way to fix this.

Leave it to spammers to turn something great into shit.

None of your beeswax

October 8, 2003 - 9:43 pm 3 Comments

Last night I noticed that honeybees have moved into the stone wall in the front yard. Apparently since the Africanized bees have hit Austin, beekeepers don’t really come out to take away bees anymore. People now suggest killing the bees rather than remove them. I really hate to hear this, because although I’m allergic to them, they are so beneficial. We’ve got to do something though – at any given moment during the day, around 10 bees are flying in or out of the entrance to the hive, which is around 4 feet from the front door. Hopefully they will not attack the yard guys when they come out tomorrow. I’ve emailed them to let ’em know they might want to skip a week.

If anyone reading this in Austin wants a go at transporting them, let me know! I wonder if we can dismantle the wall to get a taste of Hunny.

Comments spam

October 6, 2003 - 2:03 pm 3 Comments

Just be warned. If you leave a comment spam on my blog, it will get changed into something rude.

Ruder than spamming my comments, anyway. So piss off, you craptastic zip code and life insurance site dickbags.

Retraction

October 4, 2003 - 1:06 pm 1 Comment

Rumors of the demise of both Acheron and my cell phone may have been highly exaggerated.

Film at 11.