Monthly Archive for April, 2008

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Researchers Discover Massive Asshole In Blogosphere

Too Much

That’s how much awesome there is in this story.

Quick Hits

  • My Colorado Avalanche managed to make it through the first round of the NHL playoffs. Now they have the pleasure of playing the possibly unstoppable Detroit Red Wings in the second round. In truth the Wings have looked fairly human this season, especially in the playoffs. We shall see.
  • The Wife and I are suddenly both able to jog something like 2.5 miles continuously. This is a big jump from where we were. I definitely believe a course change is the prime contributor to the improvement.
  • Since September of 2007, I’ve manage to whittle myself from around 220lbs to 190-ish. I only have this to say: It’s a lot of friggin’ work.
  • I cannot tell you how excited I am about GTA IV. The multiplayer action looks like a flat out hoot. Email me if you want my Xbox Live gamer tag. ;)
  • Meanwhile, The Wife is all about the Karaoke Revolution on the 360. They’ve been all over adding downloadable songs to it. It’s really pretty impressive so far. Not to mention tons of fun.
  • I’m really sick of the Democratic primary garbage. I’m still backing the liberal black man, though.
  • My Ma has a fancy new deck on her house. It’s totally sweet.
  • I really need to sand & stain my deck this year (just like I have for the past couple years). Boo.
  • Went to a DeRailed (the Denver Rails user group) meeting last night. They covered interesting material, but I ended up leaving early anyway. It was definitely what you’d expect, demographically. ;)

Throw It on the Floor…

Big-A “Art” is such a jerk these days.

Examples:

JFC, people…

Go Get ‘Em!

Jason Beghe is rapidly climbing my hero list now that he’s crusading against the “church” of Scientology:

“Will Smith is supposedly dabbling in Scientology. Let Will Smith know that his shit was fucking recorded. And tell him to look them in the eye and see if he believes it when they deny it.”

Even worse, he says, is that behind the backs of celebrities, Scientology officials gossip about what transpires in those supposedly private sessions. “Everything’s supposed to be confidential. But all they do is chat about it,” he says.

And apparently Maverick almost slipped loose at one point…

The best part is this dude was deep into the whole thing:

His move to clear was so rapid, Beghe was told that diminutive Scientology leader David Miscavige considered him a “poster boy” for the religion.

“I was Miscavige’s favorite boy, so they were doing all kinds of things to keep me happy,” he says. “I moved up the Bridge faster than anyone in history. I went at it 24/7 for about a year. I went clear. Got to OT V. I was a trained auditor.” (OT stands for “operating thetan,” and the highest level in the church is said to be OT VIII.)

“I’m farther up the Bridge than Travolta, and he’s been in there a thousand years. He’s not a trained auditor.” To Beghe, some of the celebrities “seemed like dilettantes,” enjoying the perks but not really working hard at being Scientologists.

I still wonder what the “perks” actually are. Aside from “connections”, or whatever…

If Shakespeare Had Let Them Live

Romeo & Juliet would have had issues much like these kids, I’d think.