you know what i wish would go away?

Any use of "fsck" in lieu of "fuck".  It's over.  It was over years ago.  Cut it out.  Unless you're running a filesystem check, no more "fscking".

Also, "pwned".  I can't begin to describe how braindead this is.  Not even ironic use can save it.  Stop it.  Don't make me come over there.

you know what i wish would go away?

Any use of "fsck" in lieu of "fuck".  It's over.  It was over years ago.  Cut it out.  Unless you're running a filesystem check, no more "fscking".

Also, "pwned".  I can't begin to describe how braindead this is.  Not even ironic use can save it.  Stop it.  Don't make me come over there.

thrown out with no remorse

H. L. Mencken was the original gonzo journalist.

thrown out with no remorse

H. L. Mencken was the original gonzo journalist.

soccer report

After rushing to Burlingame to find littleamerica (and boy oh boy is it an adventure to try to get from one side of US101 in Burlingame to the other) and have some lunch and some quality conversation (sadly, not nearly enough quantity) amidst the oddly delivered rain, i rushed back to rush off once again to play in Blasters-Baunfire.

The game was intense and finished in a 7-7 tie.  At one point when one of our players was shoved to the ground from behind and the ref whistled a foul... on us; my response was to loudly yell, "WHAT?"  He warned me that i'd get a blue card if i mouthed off again.  Sheesh, it's not like i called him names or nuthin'...  I had a serious problem today with throwing the ball too long, which caused a three-line pass call (similar to an icing call in hockey) each time.  I guess i was a bit too amped up.

soccer report

After rushing to Burlingame to find littleamerica (and boy oh boy is it an adventure to try to get from one side of US101 in Burlingame to the other) and have some lunch and some quality conversation (sadly, not nearly enough quantity) amidst the oddly delivered rain, i rushed back to rush off once again to play in Blasters-Baunfire.

The game was intense and finished in a 7-7 tie.  At one point when one of our players was shoved to the ground from behind and the ref whistled a foul... on us; my response was to loudly yell, "WHAT?"  He warned me that i'd get a blue card if i mouthed off again.  Sheesh, it's not like i called him names or nuthin'...  I had a serious problem today with throwing the ball too long, which caused a three-line pass call (similar to an icing call in hockey) each time.  I guess i was a bit too amped up.