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A Voice in the Dark

In AD 2101 war was beginning. What happen? Someone set up us the bomb! We get signal. What? Main screen turn on. It's you. How are you gentlemen!! All your base are belong to us!! You are on the way to destruction. What you say? You have no chance to survive. Make your time. HA HA HA HA.... Take off every 'Zig' You know what you doing! Move 'Zig' For great justice.

Wednesday, July 06, 2005

"Sometimes He Eats Them"

A little while ago, my son was upset, so my wife gave him two cookies. About five minutes later, I came across them discarded on the floor. "I don't know why you give him cookies," I said.

"Sometimes he eats them," she replied.

This struck me as terribly amusing, so I thought I'd share it. I guess you had to be there. Not that anybody is reading this or anything.

(I occasionally wonder why I say things like that. Is it because I want people who are reading this to stand up and wave their hands to let me know they're out there? Is it because I want to convince myself it's okay to post personal things in a "public" forum as long as nobody sees it? Or is it just a sort of catch phrase, like Rodney Dangerfield's "I don't get no respect"? The world may never know. But you know, I do like to hear myself talk, and strangely enough that translates into liking to read myself type.)

And in other news, I got an interesting offer to subscribe to a magazine called "Cookie". Cookie is apparently a parenting magazine for rich assholes. In the initial offer, they make a point of saying things like "if it's worth the $750 price tag" and "if you can afford it". One of their example vacation destinations for children is "monkey watching in Belize".

Now, I like to think we're reasonably well off. I own my own business, and it does reasonably well -- even though I haven't been able to expand as much as I'd like. With a few lucky throws of the dice, we could conceivably join that over-$200k tax bracket that people so frequently call "the richest two percent of Americans". So the demographic isn't exactly a complete swing and a miss, but come on... WTF is with someone who takes their children monkey-watching on vacation? Are these people on crack?

Needless to say, we're subscribing. It's like reality television; you simply can't make this shit up.

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