BlogBites

January 30th, 2005

The Iraqization of Iraq, the democratization of Iran–it’s all part of the same endless, widening bombing run. James Wolcott  

This unabashed entrance of erotica into the mainstream may also have unexpected consequences: some people may discover that their grandmothers have dirty minds. We?re sorry if this is how you learn this news. Booksquare  

Good morning, and welcome to Windows XP. You have 4 unread mail messages, 1 program running, and … while I’m on the subject … your computer might be at risk. raelity bytes  

Ms. Black Rice, who is black, was blackily blacking along when… Pandagon  

As the scholar Jean-François Lyotard has noted, “the notion of an apolitical individual no longer makes sense.” Amitai Etzioni Notes  

January 29th, 2005

Snowed in with diseased roommates without internet access while being forced to imagine Abraham Lincoln and SpongeBob having sex was not Giblets’s idea of a good time. Fafblog!  

January 28th, 2005

So just goes to show if you use anything other than Firefox or IE and you rely on someone else to interogate access logs or IDS logs you too could be sitting in a paper suit in a cell. Boing Boing  

January 27th, 2005

This is merely a natural extension of America’s foreign policy: the United States will defend itself and the principles of Freedom no matter how many allies and branches of government get in its way. Fafblog!  

January 26th, 2005

WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU DRINK ORANGE JUICE WHEN YOU HAVE GUINNESS?!?!?!?! deftones_kitten  

January 25th, 2005

Still, free cuttlefish fetish porn. apostropher  

January 24th, 2005

Grapple: “Looks like an apple. Tastes like a Grape!” Sadly I fear there may be little market for these until grapes are made to taste like apples. Then, watch out. thisdarkqualm  

I just tried a Grapple, an apple that is supposed to taste like a grape. It basically tastes like an apple that’s been soaked in grape soda. Grapple :: Adam Kalsey  

January 21st, 2005

“God bless this great carnival attraction,” says George. Fafblog!  

January 20th, 2005

Just as I began to rave to my friends how absolutely heavenly my meal was, the front door of the restaurant swung open and in trotted 4 cows, all walking on their hind legs, covered in blood. Ramblings of a Wallflower  

January 19th, 2005

Is God a lobster? Fanatical Apathy