Friday, January 30, 2004
 
Yes, yes it is what you think
She Bang! She Bang!

 
Look at his wang! It's like a goddamn pizza trophy!
New column over at matthearn.com, involving construction accidents and pictures of hot men.

 
Copyright laws are creepy
The Straight Dope is covering a question I've wondered about for years: must you get permission to record someone else's song?

Thursday, January 29, 2004
 
Killin' kittens
This isn't all that intriguing, except that I want to know who would buy the videos. I mean, the story seems to indicate the cop successfully sold videos of himself jacking off. Why the fuck won't anybody buy my snuff films, then?

 
I like swimming nude also
This rocks. President Harding...we hardly knew ye.

 
Scurry
This is a little over the top, but still insightful.

 
I want this
Okay, I'm a dork, but this rocks out loud. Buy me it, someone!

 
Bitch, bitch, bitch.
I am retarded.

Wednesday, January 28, 2004
 
The amusement never ends
Oh, where to start? This guy has some issues:
A jury rejected a man's claims he should be compensated for a sleep disorder suffered since was served the wrong soup at a restaurant.

Donald Johnson, 64, sought $55,356 from the Shoney's restaurant chain. The jury instead awarded him $407 for medical bills.

Can it get better? Of course it can!
[Shoney's attorney, Charles] Rice argued during the trial that Johnson's anxiety might stem from other experiences, including a prison term for sexual activity with a child under 12 and his public listing as a sexual predator.
And there you have it.

Tuesday, January 27, 2004
 
I hate people
My respect for Bill Simmons climbs ever higher:
hate long lines. It's the same reason I can't stand amusement parks. There isn't a rollercoaster on the planet worth waiting in line for over an hour, especially when you're standing between a 400-pound woman with B.O. and a 13 year-old kid with a third arm sprouting out of his back. It sucks the life out of you. It's the same feeling you get when you watch "Cops," multiplied by 100. Maybe I just don't like other people.

And just the process of standing and moving incrementally -- two feet at a time -- I mean, is there anything worse than this? Anything? You get oodles of this at the NFL Experience, assuming you want to wait in line for an hour so your kid can kick a field goal for 5 seconds.

The only amusement parks worth the money are Busch Gardens (particularly if you tour the bottling plant), Disney's Magic Kingdom, and Epcot.

Monday, January 26, 2004
 
DOH!
Oops!

 
Dennis Miller got nuffin on deez
Jeff Kay-style column over at matthearn.com. Check check it, and be sure to vote for me at Blogmadness!

 
Shopping For A Card Must Be A Bitch
Hi Aunt LuAnn... I mean, Cousin LuAnn... I mean honey... oh hell, never mind. It's just too fucked up.

 
Like whoa
Check this out. I wonder what'll happen if I decline to pay my civic association's fees, which I was kinda thinking about this morning since we've been snowed on three times since we've moved in, including a good 4-6" this morning, and I haven't heard the scrape of a snowplow YET.

 
Yes, it's a wang
Achewood is crippling me today. Skateboard memories. Good times.

 
Vote Hearn for Badass
Go to the voting page at Blogmadness and vote for my December 12th column! Right now I'm losing 3-0, and I need a big turnaround to make it to the next round. I beg of you, go vote for me. I'm funny.

Sunday, January 25, 2004
 
For Sale
Words fail me.

Friday, January 23, 2004
 
Just don't eat it
Write your name!

 
Yay Jesus
Morons. Two sentences of importance:
"He liked to show off his car. He was very proud."
and:
The Honda CRX ended up resting on a lamppost.
I can't imagine how sad a life you have to lead to be proud of a Honda CRX.

 
Rick got a job in Florida
This happened to me once. No, really. Okay, maybe not. ::sigh::

 
He don't like 'em
Whoa . . . Bill Simmons is out to get himself shanked, I think.

 
Kyan is hot
My hair is bad.

 
In Da Butt
Read the description at the bottom. (Also check out the rest of the site.)

Thursday, January 22, 2004
 
Windows Protection Error
The rover is having problems. Can't you just imagine it sitting up there with a monitor displaying the Blue Screen Of Death? Or maybe the little green men switched it off.

 
Pointers ARE stupid!
Bryan Adams (not THAT one) is right on the money.

 
Like whoa
I'm not sure which is freakier, this story or yesterday's story about the massive ass tumor. Be sure to see the picture.

 
Fat chance
Hey look, a retard posing as a filmmaker:
Last February, Morgan Spurlock decided to become a gastronomical guinea pig. His mission: To eat three meals a day for 30 days at McDonald's and document the impact on his health.

Scores of cheeseburgers, hundreds of fries and dozens of chocolate shakes later, the formerly strapping 6-foot-2 New Yorker - who started out at a healthy 185 pounds - had packed on 25 pounds. But his supersized shape was the least of his problems. His liver became toxic, his cholesterol shot up from a low 165 to 230, his libido flagged and he suffered headaches and depression.

You don't fucking say! Idiot. This fall, I assume he plans to film himself taking in nothing but Coors Light from dawn to dusk for 30 straight days, to prove that beer isn't the ideal diet. With any luck, he'll die, and rid the world of at least HIS brand of junk science. What a fucking tool.

Wednesday, January 21, 2004
 
Scott Adams Rules
I'm mentioned in a Dilbert strip on my birthday! Good times!

Tuesday, January 20, 2004
 
Buy me nice stuff and get a handjob kiss
New column at matthearn.com. I discuss:
  • Why women are hot
  • Nachos, and how they are best made
  • My upcoming birthday
Okay, I simply mention my birthday with a request for presents. Oh well. I tried, dammit.

 
Jesus Tapdancing Christ
HOE. LEE. SHIT. (Swiped from Jeff Kay.)

 
Damn right
Jeff Kay is on the right track:
I was listening to an episode of Fibber McGee and Molly last night from the massive collection of old time radio shows I suddenly own, as a result of my many deep-seated compulsions. It was a show recorded two days after the attack on Pearl Harbor, and there were lots of commercials about how the Johnson Wax Company wholeheartedly supports our men and women in uniform, etc. etc.

During the show the mayor of the town mentions that he's in the market for a new globe for his office, and Molly asks if he wants it to include Japan. When the mayor answers yes, of course, she replies, "Well, you better hurry!" This triggered a sustained eruption of applause from the studio audience.

If this happened today the elitists would view it as yet another ugly example of American war-mongering, and would lecture us about how we should sit down with the Japanese and hear their grievances, and maybe learn why they hate us so much. Then later, when we're fighting the Nazis, they'd screech in their shrill nasal voices about it being an illegal war, because Germany wasn't the country that attacked us. Roosevelt would be called a war criminal and many sentences would begin with the words, "Everybody agrees that Hitler is a bad guy, but..."

Pitiful.

Indeed.

 
Staples hurt
I'm stealing this link from Jim Romenesko because it has the best quotes of any news story EVER:
[Des Moines tax preparer] DeAnna Rankins . . . was accosted at work Thursday night by a knife-wielding man who tried to rob her.

Rankins backed him down with a stapler. "I felt the power of the Lord," she said.

I'm with her; the last time I felt the power of the Lord, I went all buckwild on a coworker with a network hub. What can I say? He tried to steal my coffee.
"I was in a zone, working on taxes," Rankins, 32, said.
If I had a nickel for every time that happened to me . . .
Rankins scanned her desk for something she could use as a weapon; something that might trump the pocket knife. She opted for the stapler. It flip-flopped in her hand, she said, but it had a good, solid feel.

She stood up: "I've got no money, and you better get out of here." She stepped toward him. He stepped toward her. She raised the stapler and warned: "I will fight you." The man hesitated, then hurried out of the office.

"I would have stapled him," Rankins said.

I'm sure you would, darlin'.

 
She outranks you, Danny!
Achewood: You want the TRUTH? (Tomorrow: Days of Thunder!)

 
No cash for you
I would assume the federal government wouldn't make this mistake:
Rebecca Jemison, who emerged as the true winner of last month's $162 million lottery drawing, is suddenly even richer. South Euclid [Ohio] city officials were stunned to learn that they can't collect $1.4 million in income taxes from the winning Mega Millions ticket since the city charter wasn't updated to include lottery winnings as taxable income.

The tax mixup is the latest plot twist in an unusually eventful lottery drawing. Days after the Dec. 30 drawing, another woman filed a police report saying she lost the winning ticket and was later found guilty of filing a false police report.

Maybe Ohio should get out of the lottery business.

Sunday, January 18, 2004
 
Art
This is on sale for $2800. The review includes the following sentence:
"He doesn't deconstruct the idea of absence and then rebuild it as a dialectical opposition which posits that what's not seen, felt, experienced is as significant, perhaps moreso, as that which is."
WHAT THE FUCK DOES THAT MEAN?

Thursday, January 15, 2004
 
Like whoa
I don't even want to know. (Thanks to Dave Barry.)

 
Sun flares are warm
New, rambling column over at matthearn.com. Topics include: weather, English, and Kyle's hot ass.

Wednesday, January 14, 2004
 
He's a cutie
I can't believe the New York Times called this little fella UGLY! Look at his little teefs! Actually, I think he kinda looks like Maureen Dowd.

 
Put on the friggin' mask, junior
I'm proud of the News Journal. The article is about paintball injuries being on the rise, and it's reasonably free of bias. Still, I'm sure people are going to get into an uproar about it.
In 2000, more than 1,200 people in the United States suffered eye injuries from paintball guns, twice the number injured two years earlier, according to a study released this month. About 40 percent of the injured were children, mostly boys, who often play without supervision or protective gear.
I think we can all agree that that's the fault of parents that don't give a shit about their kids, right? RIGHT? Kids that operate without any adult supervision are going to do stupid things, whether it's putting out eyeballs with paintball guns, or attempting to bungee jump off a roof with rubber bands tying their feet to the chimney.
Lashbrook said he will not sell a paintball gun to anyone under 18, even though there is no age restriction by law.

"I don't want to sell one to a 14-year-old kid and have him go out and do something stupid," he said.

A fine example of a business owner doing the right thing, even if it is probably in his own self interest; if he sells a gun to a 12 year old and the kid puts out an eye, there could be questions of liability. Smart guy, and I wouldn't be surprised to find out that other sellers do the same thing (I know major chains do, like Kmart and Walmart).
A 2000 study of paintball-related eye injuries at Wills Eye Hospital in Philadelphia found that most injuries between 1995 and 1998 occurred during informal play, instead of war games organized by paintball shops and clubs.
What it comes down to is that parents buy paintball markers for kids without researching really what the guns can do, and then don't keep an eye on the kids to make sure they aren't being idiots.

This all makes sense to me; I think I wrote a column last spring about when I took my motorcycle over to the gas station for a fill up, and a guy pulled up in a red compact car of some kind, asking me where he could get CO2 for a paintball gun. He had just bought the gun for his kid, and wanted to go in the backyard and fire it off. At 9pm in April (hence: already dark). As an added bonus, he was horribly drunk! (He put it this way: "Man, I been drivin' all over...drinkin...you know I likes to party!" Nothing but class.)

The News Journal is to be admired for putting the emphasis on parents who don't supervise, instead of on the guns. Nothin' but love from the News Journal from The Hearn.

 
Nice Mask... Or Is That Your Face
Jeremy Roenick got a little carved up last night. They should make that picture into a Halloween costume. I'd buy one.

 
Liberal judges annoy me
Man, I wouldn't want to come before the judge that sentenced this idiot:
Prosecutors said Langston was drunk and talking on a cell phone in June 2002 when she crossed the center line and hit a pickup truck carrying Glenn Clark and his pregnant wife, Annette. He died, his wife remains in a coma and their son, born by Caesarean section five months after the crash, is being raised by relatives.

A judge sentenced Langston to 30 days in jail, plus house arrest and probation, and ordered her to carry a picture of Glenn Clark.

Wow, that's some serious punishment! Woooo! Later in the day, the judge sentenced a rapist to 15 days in jail, plus a fine of $23.50, and ordered him to carry around a nude picture of his victim.

Tuesday, January 13, 2004
 
Dry your eye
This story isn't really all that interesting, except for one quote:
"It's tough to say goodbye to Greg," coach Dick Vermeil said Tuesday while fighting back tears.
Surprise, surprise. I love Coach V, what with him coaching the Eagles to a Super Bowl way back when, but he cries more often Tammy Faye.

 
The DEA is on crack
Ah...government. How I love thee. Keep that cocaine flowing in, boys!

 
Kyle's New Girlfriend
New special over at matthearn.com: Kyle's New Girlfriend. Rick thought it was funny, so be sure to check it out.

Monday, January 12, 2004
 
Fuck the NFL (except the Eagles)
The NFL is a bunch of money grubbing sons of bitches. (Hey, people told me to stop holding back.)
In a disappointing development, the city of Charlotte will not be able to show the Carolina Panthers’ playoff game live at the Gateway Village this weekend.

The Saturday afternoon viewing was supposed to be the main attraction of an uptown pep rally that would coincide with the Celebration of Hope fund-raiser. But the NFL has a strict policy against showing live broadcasts to create a public event.

The uptown party will help the Make-A-Wish Foundation reach their $1 million goal and fulfill the dying wish of Hope Stout, a 12-year-old Weddington girl who died Sunday from a rare form of bone cancer. Stout wanted all the other terminally ill children in the area, more than 150 of them, to have their wishes granted. Her selfless wish inspired many across the state and the country.


 
The Philadelphia Daily News - The People Paper
Attention supersensitive jerks with nothing better to do: GET OVER YOURSELF.
TO SUSANNAH Park and most any Asian-American, the word "chink" is as hurtful as the n-word [Note: that word would probably be "nigger." - Ed] is to African-Americans. So when Park, of West Philadelphia, found out about Chink's Steaks, in Wissinoming, she was horrified. Park called the restaurant owner and has since begun a campaign to change the shop's name.

But Joseph Groh, owner of Chink's Steaks, on Torresdale Avenue near Benner Street, doesn't understand the hoopla and says changing the name would destroy the business. Opened in 1949 by the late Samuel "Chink" Sherman, the steak shop has become a neighborhood legend.

"He had slanty eyes...and the kids started calling him 'chink,' " Mildred Sherman said. Many people didn't learn of his real name until they attended his funeral in 1997. Sherman said the nickname is etched on her husband's gravestone. Sherman called the controversy "ridiculous. We are Jewish. We're far from racist. We have Chinese customers," Sherman said. "My husband was well-loved by everybody."


 
Holy birthday suit, Batman
I'm scared. Someone please hold me.

Friday, January 09, 2004
 
Art In DC
Strolling While Gay

 
Brad Farber is dropping back to pass...
Sports Guy's picks for this weekend's NFL playoff games. Most funny:
John Fox versus Mike Martz. I'll take Fox. You can have Martz. Which one of us feels better right now? (I'll give you a hint: It's not you.)

 
I'm not entirely sure if this is safe for work or not. It does feature a bouncing penis, but it's part of a televised news report. Maybe if your boss spots it you can just play dumb. As an added bonus, it warms my heart to think that just 'cause a guy plays football doesn't mean his wang is anything to rival my genetically-conferred masterpiece.

(Keep an eye on the background behind one of the traumatized Dallas football players towards the end of the video.)

 
Assface, but nice knockers
New column over at matthearn.com featuring a picture of LeAnn Rimes in a revealing outfit!

 
4 words: Drunk vampire bank robber
Rick's dad, in trouble again. So sad...so very sad.

 
NCAA: dumb
Man, ESPN is full of good stuff this morning:
Unhappy with college football's split national championship, the head of a computer company [specifically Ted Waitt, chairman and CEO of Gateway, Inc.] thought he could entice Southern California and LSU to play each other later this month by offering $30 million in scholarship money.

The NCAA quickly hit the "delete" button, saying there was no way such a game could be played.

"It's just not as simple or easy as doing that," said Wally Renfro, the senior adviser to Brand. "Decisions about postseason football are made by the membership of the association. Those two institutions would not be able to make that decision in any event.

"Right now, by the bylaws, it couldn't happen."

What this basically means is:
  • The NCAA doesn't really give a crap if there's a split national championship. Their first concern is making sure they get their own way.
  • The NCAA certainly doesn't care about the opportunity this gives to the two schools and their students. $10-20 million in scholarship money could help a lot of kids get into college, which is surprising given the NCAA's stance on making money ("if you have it, we'd like you to give it to us. We'll suck your dick if you want!").

 
Government drones
This would be funny, if somebody had gotten shot:
At least 100 racers in the Paris-Dakar Rally were stopped at Mauritania's border by armed guards demanding $64 to pass.

Customs officials had earlier imposed the passage fee, and even though rally organizers overturned the order, it appeared word did not reach security forces at the border, race spokesman Roger Kalmanovitz told The Associated Press.

I'm wondering how rally organizers have more clout than customs officials, and how I can turn this to my advantage.

Thursday, January 08, 2004
 
HAHAHA
I knew it! Lying bitch. She's sentenced to death too.

 
Words Fail Me
Can we sentence this guy to death?

Wednesday, January 07, 2004
 
It's funny 'cause it's true
Heehee:
During an event in St. Louis for Senate candidate Nancy Farmer, Missouri's state treasurer, [Senator Hillary] Clinton introduced a quote from Gandhi by saying, "He ran a gas station down in St. Louis."
Get it? It's 'cause he's dot Indian! I'm going to hell again.

 
Rocks rock
Okay, this is cool. Very high-res photos of the Martian surface. Is there really any doubt at this point that we'll colonize this some day, once the communication and transportation issues are worked out? There have to be some valuable materials (iron ore, precious metals, gems) there that we will eventually be able to go get cheaply enough to make it worth while.

 
Attention Stupid People
Idiots never learn:
A grandmother jokingly demanded money from a bank teller — and ended up spending the night in jail.

Ellen Ann Sheets, 43, was arrested Monday after a teller at American Heritage Bank called police and said Sheets had demanded money. Sheets was released Tuesday after a night in Benton County Jail.

Usually a fair indicator of the idiocy of someone is when they are 43, but have a 17-month-old grandson living with them. Somewhere along the line, somebody got pregnant WAAAAY too early. I assume she enjoys hanging out at airports, joking with the security personnel about some weapons grade plutonium she keeps in her shoe.

 
The Redskins still suck
What the hell? Apparently Joe Gibbs is gonna go back to coaching the Redskins. I'm not sure what this will mean for his NASCAR team, but I'd imagine he'll hand the reins over to his son.

Tuesday, January 06, 2004
 
Damn right
Why I'm not a judge:
A judge in upstate New York has resigned after being accused of saying domestic abuse cases were "a waste of the court's time" and stating most women asked to get "smacked around," the state's Commission on Judicial Conduct says.

 
Achewood - Ray's Place - Advice for January 6, 2004 - Jan 6, 2004
Ray's Place is amusing:
Don’t take that teat, baby. That is a raw tittie. College is a red raw areola, and instead of milk it releases highly acidic French dressing.

 
Packin' grannies
Glenn Reynolds is my real dad. Here he posts on why gun ownership is up within several surprising demographics, particularly as crime rates drop pretty much every where.

 
Squid cow? I dunno
I dunno who this fellow is, but his blog is from Brazil, making him by far the winner of the "Person who commented on this blog from furthest away," beating the previous winner, Rick, but several thousand miles. He may also be the strangest person on earth, although maybe it's just a cultural thing: what the hell is this?

 
These dreams
I had another weird dream last night. I dreamt I was living in the madpony.com sisters' basement.

The basement was totally huge, pretty much the size of a warehouse. There was a main room, with a high ceiling, the size of a Rugged Wearhouse sales floor, and several adjoining rooms, one of which contained a large number of books and knick knacks.

The basement was a mess, which was not surprising, considering my lifestyle of filth, but mainly it was a mess with dust and vast numbers of musical instruments. There were something like a dozen broken double basses, along with electric guitars and a variety of other stringed instruments. It was very odd.

I think I made Lauren fall in love with me, which was cool, even if she is only 16. (I'm going to hell.)

 
Oops
Now someone found the ticket. This should be a fun court battle.

 
Nice try
This woman amuses me:
South Euclid- Elecia Battle says proof that she won Ohio's largest-ever lottery jackpot slipped through her hands in a convenience store parking lot.

She plans to offer a reward for its return.

(Thanks to Romenesko for the link.)

 
Stupid Sexy Squirrel
I honestly hope that everyone is reading Achewood every day. If you aren't, you should. Don't make me come over there.

Monday, January 05, 2004
 
You Gotta Believe
Tug McGraw has finally succumbed to brain cancer. Big thumbs down to death. :(

 
Willie Nelson tattoos rule
The details of the New Year's Party over at matthearn.com.

 
Keep on rockin', Roast Beef
This may be the funniest Achewood ever. I can't quote any of it without spoiling it for you, so just click and enjoy.

Friday, January 02, 2004
 
WWJD?
A baby Jesus figurine stolen from a church was returned this week, with a substantial modification to His appearance:
"Sorry I took your baby Jesus. It was a childish prank," the perpetrator said in a handwritten note. "As far as his new color, I thought I would point out that Jesus was not an Aryan but actually a man of color. Although you probably knew this but would rather not be reminded."

The thief added that the paint job was "not some sort of racial thing ... actually I’m white. But I know what color Jesus was."

For more information, see the Temple of Black Jesus website.

 
Bad Hitler! Bad!
James Lileks is positively giddy with anticipation of the new movies coming out this year. Notable comments:
Even the unnerving sight of Angelica Jolie (Voted “most likely to pull a knife on you during sex”) doesn’t bother me.
On "Indiana Jones and the Holy Grail":
Connery brings one exemplary moment of pure craft to the film; when the father and son realize they’ve both slept with the same blonde Nazi temptress, they say not a word. It’s all done with expressions, and in this case it’s the acting equivalent of two blues guitarists trading licks. It’s a wonderful moment. But it doesn’t excuse the bad Hitler.

Thursday, January 01, 2004
 
AAAAAAAAAAA
I'm stuck at work and HOLY FUCK AM I BORED OUT OF MY MIND AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA


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