A Lonely Old Guy's Blog about Georgy Russell's Blog

TalkWarrior.com Internet Radio on the air

2004-08-22T15:04:00.000-04:00

As of tonight, 5 p.m. Pacific Time, The TalkWarrior.com Internet Radio show will be live on the air! Go to TalkWarrior.com for more info.

Message to LiesPeopleTell.com Board Members

2004-08-10T03:33:00.000-04:00

Dear Surviving Board Members,

Please be advised that LPT has given me administrative privileges. Accordingly, I have fixed the problems which have handicapped this board, at least I think I have.

While I have taken steps to fix the board, I still believe that it is dead. It was the small but prolific community of base members that we used to have which made this board what it was. I still feel awful that the board disintegrated. I am always pointing fingers. It is probably a combination of events. However, when Ketsuke vanished for many months to go off to Iraq, I think that it was the beginning of the end. Wars are terrible. They kill more than just people, they kill communities. It's very sad.

All hope is not lost however. I have just about all of my equipment and, if all goes well, will hopefully broadcast the pilot of my radio show on Sunday. If not this Sunday, then the week after. I insist that Ketsuke do at least one guest appearance on my show. PG is invited as well. I am also doing a segment called "Women Across the World who have Rejected Me," and I will surely invite Jane to be on my show to explain why she rejected me. I will be very upset if she declines. Besides, she has the sexiest, cutest Welsh accent, and I'd love to just hear her voice.

More news about the radio show will be forthcoming shortly.

Please keep in touch. All hope is not lost. There is still a chance for the spirit of LPT to prevail, even if the board does not.

--Your Fearless De Facto Leader

Radio Show Just Around the Corner

2004-08-09T13:12:00.000-04:00

Dear Blogbrains and Loyal Fans,

Please be advised that my radio is just around the corner. I have finally gotten a mixer and gotten everything working, though I have not tested streaming the audio. I have just ordered a phone number with Vonage. It is a San Francisco number. The equipment should come in a week.

I plan to host the show on Live365.com. I have not yet come up with a name for the show. Make sure to check back within a week, so that you don't miss the pilot show!

Arnold J. Babar, Moron and Asshole

2004-08-08T12:15:00.000-04:00

Dear Blogbrains, Blogollas, and Blogettes,

I would like to focus your attention to a disturbing essay entitled Dictator on Trial: Does Saddam Deserve the Benefits of Legal Rights, written by Arnold J. Babar, one of the myriad of Rush Limbaugh wannabees that pollute our world with their horseshit and vitriol.

I do not have time for an in depth review. The point of Babar's essay is unclear. Babar, in his infantile logic seems to be arguing that Saddam, because he is so evil, does not deserve due process under the law. Babar has already convicted Saddam without a trial. Also, Babar seems to think that even if Saddam was placed on trial that it would be somehow fair. But I think that most people think this as well. Who appointed the judges who are presiding over the trial? Saddam? No. I don't think so. Democratically elected officials. Fuck no. Let me tell you: The fucking Imperial Empire of the United States.

I'll leave you with Babar's closing quote. I think it speaks for itself. I don't know why inane fuckolas like Babar can't just go away and let everyone else live in peace. We oughta buy the Babars of the world "Charles in Charge" compilation DVDs to keep the tiny gears of their little brains occupied so that they don't vote for motherfuckers like Bush.

"Let us only hope that Saddam will get what he deserves: raped to death by women in the streets of Baghdad while a crowd gathers round to take in the show. Perhaps Al Jazeera will broadcast the festivities to the rest of the Middle East. A true showcase of the punishment that this awful man richly deserves. Dictatorial justice indeed."

Repercussions of Janet Jackson's Breast

2004-08-07T17:41:00.000-04:00

A study conducted by Dr. John Raymond of Northeastern University finds that the increased sexual arousal caused by Janet Jackson's breast exposure during Superbowl XXXVIII has led to a substantial increase in criminality, drug use, and blindness in society. Dr. Richard Richards of Boston University disputes the conclusions of the Northeastern study. Dr. Richards says, "There is no question that there is a correlation between seeing Janet Jackson's breast and societal problems. What I disagree with is the conclusion of the study. I believe that the sheer horror of Janet Jackson's breast has caused the problems we see today, not sexual arousal."

"We're Nerds and we're Proud!"

2004-08-07T15:52:00.000-04:00

Democratic presidential nominee John Kerry and his wife Teresa Heinz Kerry, shown at the National Nerd Society Fundraiser dancing to the BG's "Staying Alive."

Miss Colorado Teen USA 2004 Gets Hand Chewed Off

2004-08-07T15:35:00.000-04:00

A photo taken of Tori Carter, Miss Colorado Teen USA 2004, ignoring the DO NOT FEED THE ANIMALS" sign. Seconds later, the giraffe chewed her hand off and left her with a bloody stump. Ms. Carter was unable to perform in the competition. She says that she will try out for the upcoming Ms. Missing Limb USA competition.

Eat another day...

2004-08-06T17:43:00.000-04:00

Kate Jenson, a woman with Donut Addiction Disorder is seen being carried out on a stretcher, after having her bag of donuts stolen from her by her fellow Republicans at a Bush rally.

Dr. Ray Jackman of Cederwood hospital in Texas, who treated the woman stated, "Ms. Jenson has been a donut addict for many years. A donut junkie cannot just go Cold Turkey. They must ease off donuts gradually. The sudden drop of donut level in her bloodstream could very easily have killed her. Ms. Jenson is expected to make a full recovery, but she is lucky to be alive."

Thirsty Cheney

2004-08-06T17:22:00.000-04:00

Dick Cheney is seen below severing his wife Lynne's jugular vein in order to extract a power snack before speaking in front of a crowd of excited Republicans.

Kerry Auditions...

2004-08-06T17:10:00.000-04:00

Kerry seen auditioning for the remake of the 1970 classic "Patton," staring George C. Scott.

Kerry stated, "I'm a war hero, a VC killing machine. That makes me not only fit to be President, but Patton as well."

Slick "Rubber Hand" Willy

2004-08-06T16:38:00.000-04:00

My right hand is made of rubber, but I don't let it stop me from getting to know the ladies...

"your abominable blog"

2004-08-06T00:23:00.000-04:00

I would like to take the opportunity to formally respond to one of my recent commenters.

"I found this website because I am Georgy Russell's sixth grade teacher. I was searching the world wide web for infomration about her. My name is Alicia but she would remember me as Mrs. Ivins.

I just have to say that I think you have some wit to you but very little decency, sir. That young man in that picture is risking his life and you joke about him shooting the foot off of an Iraqi boy.

I wonder how you sleep at night. And I can understand completely why Georgy herself has never left a post on your abominable blog."

Dear Madam,

I am hurt by your comment that my blog is abominable.

My blog might be depraved, horrible -- perhaps even forsaken by God, but Madam, it is not abominable. That word slices into my heart like a dagger.

Madam, you are a Meenie.

Thumbs up!

2004-08-04T16:31:00.000-04:00

Get that thumb up, kid, or I'll shoot your foot off.

Homeless Comic -- Oy veh

2004-08-03T19:38:00.000-04:00

Wow, just when I thought that nothing could get more tasteless than a cancer joke, I read the Homeless Comic's blog. It is a blog that is supposedly written by a homeless guy that is a comedian. Trouble is, he obviously ain't homeless, and he is about as funny as an eviction notice.

Quoted from the Homeless Comic's Wash Me post:

"So I went down to Lake Washington got butt ass naked and washed my clothes and then took my wet clothes off and washed myself. You should smell me right now. Mmmmmmmmmmmm. Anyway, it was a beautiful day yesterday and I was on the shore laying out naked while my clothes hung from a nearby tree when I started getting worried that my penis and balls would get burned. I looked around hoping to see a tree branch shaped like my penis and balls but there wasn't any, but someone had been sitting on the shore eating peanuts and left the shells all over so I grabbed a big handful and covered my balls and my penis. A peanut shell for my peanut. A peanut shell for my nuts. Perfect."

This moron really needs to be read in detail to be fully believed.

I wish the Homeless Comic would go away and not continue to insult the dignity and sanctify of blogging.

The most banal cartoon ever

2004-08-03T06:13:00.000-04:00

This cartoon thingee comes from the intellectual powerhouse -- The Right Review.

"Wendy is rubbing my balls"

2004-08-03T00:06:00.000-04:00

I just came across this blog. The subject of the post was

"Wendy is rubbing my balls."

The blog goes on as follows:

"today, Wendy and I had a sex marathon. lasted close to 4 hours. may have had something to do with her watching xmen2 - its that whole Hugh Jackman fantasy thing."

I mean, who gives a shit about this guy's sex marathon or that his balls are rubbed by Wendy? He's just taunting guys like me that can't even remember what sex feels like. He's hoping guys like me will be envious and that it will make our sexual depravation even more unbearable. The jerk.

And what kind of woman gets horny watching xmen? I wouldn't even want to have sex with a woman that likes xmen. I don't care how beautiful she is.

Wendy is rubbing my balls... Such teasy crap.

Three of Six

2004-08-02T21:10:00.000-04:00

"I am probably one of the six people who read your blog. No offence, but with twelve million blogs out there and counting that doesn't leave many people a lot of time to go around reading blogs. Some people's blogs probably have zero readers. Some people's blogs are so crappy that they don't even manage to read their own blogs. There should be a special ring of hell opened up just for these people but that is something I will discuss on my own blog which I am going to call Dickie Richards: Genius? or Pathetic Whiner?

Now, I am glad that there are no photos of me out there on the web as I know you would make hideous fun of me. But seriously... let me get to why your web program might not be selling. Try this: What the fuck is it? Look at the text:

Visual Menu is a cross-browser, client-side, DHTML menu that was made for people who want to create powerful, stylish web menus with minimal effort.

I quit reading Dickie. I just stopped. Now, I grant that I am a technophobe. But I am not an idiot. (I think.) Ass soon as a computer nurd uses the phrase "cross-browser", my eyes cross and I fall into a brief narcoleptic coma. Who is this program for because it sure as shit ain't me or the other five people who read your blog.

Here are some ideas for programs you can write:

A flash program where you get to throw a pie at Bush. If it has been done please post the URL.

A program where you get to make love to lots of beautiful women.

A program that will teach me how to make love to lots of beautiful women instead of spending my time reading amusing blogs.

A program that helps me calculate how stupid the American people are becoming.

A program that will help John Kerry win the election.

See, those are programs that will sell.

Just some thoughts.

-- Three of Six
# posted by Anonymous : 8/2/2004 03:10:09 PM"

Three of Six,

I will have you know that I have certifiable, indisputable, unmistakable, and incontrovertible evidence that seven people read this blog. Not six! So Ha!

Ha!

I showed you!

Now that I've said that, let me add that I fully embrace the idea of your doing a Dickie Richards: Genius? or Pathetic Whiner? blog. In fact, if you do this, I will place a link to your blog from this blog. I think it's a great idea.

Some day someone will push the envelope of blogging even further than I have. They will make a blog about a blog about a blog. For example, they might call it:

A Bored Young Guy's Blog about A Lonely Old Buy's Blog about Georgy Russsell's Blog

This would revolutionize blogging. It would be the blog that puts all other blogs to shame. It would truly be the blog where no blog has ever gone before.

To return to your earlier point that there ain't a lot of people here. Part of the reason, I think, is poor marketing on my part. I have always felt that promotion was beneath me. Part of the problem, also, is that the left wingers think that I am beneath them, so they ignore me like I don't exist. I think that perhaps the left sees me as too crass, vulgar, and pedestrian for their tastes. The left is always trying to appeal to people's intellect. I think this is a bad approach. I prefer to appeal to people on a gut emotional level like the right. The right are master propagandists. The left could learn a lot from the right.

The right-wingers don't even know I exist. I was hoping to get some right-wing hate mail to share with everyone, but I have been saying subversive things for years on the web and bashing the right, and they just ignore me. And, well, fuck, I want them to give me a little fodder. A little hate, so I can expose them.

Now, regarding the program, I appreciate your giving it a look, but dude, I'm sorry, but "cross-browser" is not rocket science. It just means the program works on many different browsers. If you have some wording that you think might be less scary, please share that with me. Why not run the program and see how it is. I'm getting downloads. People are downloading the program, so the documentation can't be that scary for everyone. The trouble is that the downloads aren't translating into the almighty dollar.

Happy Hannity

2004-08-02T00:58:00.000-04:00

Wow, that was great refer...

Personal Note to Blogbrains and Loyal Fans

2004-08-02T00:27:00.000-04:00

Dear Blogbrains, Blogollas, and Loyal Fans,

This blog has taken a rather unusual turn in that I'm finding it increasingly difficult to discuss anything with you. All I can do is show photos of people and bash them. The original mission of this blog -- to blog about Georgy Russell's blog seems to have been completely lost.

Georgy seems to have dropped off the face of the earth. I have actually been in contact with Georgy's father, or at least someone who says he is Georgy's father -- I have no way of verifying this information, though my gut instinct tells me that it is. He contacted me first. He told me that Georgy was an exceptionally cute baby, and he would provide me with the URLs of some cute Georgy baby photos, but he never got back to me. Perhaps the recent insanity that has come over this blog has scared him off. If Georgy's father is reading this, he should know that I only vent my anger against Republicans, suck-up Democrats like Kerry, and Korperate Amerika. Vegetarians bother me a little too, as evidenced by one of my prior blogs.

The reason for my bash craze, is that my life has really gone to shit. A software program that I had been working on for 2 1/2 years failed miserably. And for the life of me, I have no clue why this is, as I really feel it excels above all my competitors. Without an additional revenue stream, I will be living on the street. It is only a matter of time.

If people reading this blog were willing to evaluate this program for me, and give me some feedback, it would be immeasurably helpful, and I would be willing to cut them a very good deal.

http://codehouse.com/products/menu

The Rudolph Theory

2004-08-01T18:16:00.000-04:00

Lately, I've been developing this theory that everyone named Rudolph is evil. If you have any supporting evidence, or evidence to the contrary, please comment here.

Rudolf Hess

Rudolph W. Giuliani

Rudolph the Red Nose Raindeer

Wolfy baby

2004-08-01T09:37:00.000-04:00

War makes me horny as hell.

Flood Boy

2004-08-01T09:29:00.000-04:00

Yes, I know we're in the middle of dessert, but I'm expecting a flood.

Victor Boc

2004-08-01T06:06:00.000-04:00

I have never actually heard Victor Boc. I saw his Ted Bundy-like face on a page featuring conservative talk show hosts.

I could not resist making fun of him, as he is such a dorky bastard, and I have had the worst day, and the worst life, and I just feel like bashing some asshole featured on a conservative talk show host page.

Hi, I'm Victor Boc, Radio Talk Show Host Extroidinare

Some days I like to go outside, and talk to myself. Nobody arrests me, because I'm a big-shot radio talk show host, although one day, a woman once walked up to me and told me that I should be arrested by the fashion police. I was insulted. I think I am a very sharp dresser.

This is my friend, Bob. He has really nice breasts.

I like to sit on this. It vibrates.

I'm just pressing buttons.

Oooh, I'm CRAZY!!! Better watch out, wildman in the house.

Chris P. Carrot for President

2004-07-30T06:55:00.000-04:00

PETA (People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals) invents insidious cartoon character, Chris P. Carrot, aimed at subverting the political process and diverting public outrage away from real issues such as homelessness and poverty in America.

Also beware of Chris P. Carrot's running mate for Vice President, Colonel Corn

Unlike Colonel Sanders, Colonel Corn was never a Colonel. In fact, he is a draft dodger!

Watch out for these unsavory characters. They may look like insipid yet harmless cartoon characters, but they are really rotten vegetables from hell, up to no good.

Sir Paul McCartney under Investigation

2004-07-30T06:50:00.000-04:00

Sir Paul McCartney is under investigation by the New York City Police Department for feeding a sheep vodka in a PETA advertisement. The sheep was last seen climbing into Sir McCartney's limo after the photo shoot. McCartney told reporters:

"I had nothing to do with this sheep's disappearance, and I fully resent your accusation that I smell like lamb chop."

Live Long and Prosper

2004-07-30T04:36:00.000-04:00

The official Vulcan Representative of the Department of Defense offers to do a mind meld with a reporter.

Liquid Sky

2004-07-30T04:18:00.000-04:00

Navy Commander getting a nice load of heroin before launching a dozen Tomahawk missiles into the heart of Baghdad.

Bush Brood

2004-07-30T03:58:00.000-04:00

Jenna Bush: I like to get so shitfaced on vodka that I don't remember what happened the night before when I wake up in the morning.

Barbara Bush: That's nothing. I like to drink peppermint schnapps out of a straw until I barf a green, exorcist-like vomit, all over people's faces.

Gore Snake

2004-07-30T03:31:00.000-04:00

Al Gore proves that he can unhinge his jaw like a snake in order to consume prey that is nine times the size of his head.

Uh oh...

2004-07-30T02:54:00.000-04:00

Luara: Ahhh, George, I think my Irritable Bowel Syndrome is acting up. I think I'm having a problem ... a big problem.

George: If you think you got it bad, this blasted dog I carry around with me everywhere just shit on me. Just keep smiling, hon.

Navy Seaman wins 1st prize in military fashion show

2004-07-30T02:04:00.000-04:00

Navy Seaman Jonathan R. Rodriguez wins 1st prize in a military fashion show for his postmodern military cosmetic innovation of applying makeup to only half of his face. In his award speach he stated:

"Contrary to popular belief, I believe that the winning weapon is not laser guided missiles, MOAB bombs, or even night vision goggles, but fashion. Whether you're torturing prisoners in the Abu Ghraib Prison or just shooting into a crowd of Iraqis, you want to show the enemy that your fashion sense is far superior to his. That hurts his morale. He also might think you are sexy and throw down his RPG launcher and give you a nice wet smoochy."

Seaman Rodriguez is currently working with Military Fashion Police to design a new combat uniform and cosmetic application. A prototype of this is shown below:

Bust of Papa Bush, Popular with Satanists.

2004-07-30T01:38:00.000-04:00

Satanists used to sacrifice animals, and sometimes even people to conjure evil spirits, but now they are turning to a replica of the bust of former president, George Herbert Walker Bush, on exhibit in the CIA, in order to summon the dark forces. Some Satanists insist that they can establish a direct link to Satan and his beloved servant, George W. Bush by massaging the temples of the grotesque and hideous head.

Tell me more

2004-07-30T01:04:00.000-04:00

Colonel, you must tell me more about all the Iraqis you've been killing. It's better jerk-off fodder than porn.

Tom Delay meets vets

2004-07-30T00:38:00.000-04:00

Veteran : Majority Leader DeLay, I think you have some welfare mother stuck in your teeth.

DeLay: No, actually it is a workfare mother, not a welfare mother that's lodged in my pearly whites. And I must say, she was delicious.

Half wolve, half troll.

2004-07-28T15:01:00.000-04:00

For nourishiment, I eat small children.

Jerry Brown Arrested

2004-07-28T07:42:00.000-04:00

Jerry Brown, Mayor of Oakland, California was arrested and detained yesterday by Capital Police for sneaking into the Pentagon and impersonating an officer of the United States Military. Jerry's Brown's press secretary stated that "Mayor Brown's actions were an unfortunate result of a flashback which was brought on by a bad acid trip he had in the Governor's mansion while serving as the Governor of California."

I didn't!

2004-07-28T07:39:00.000-04:00

I swear to God, I didn't fart.

Mutants for Bush

2004-07-27T07:23:00.000-04:00

Hi, My name is Joe Young of Graysville, PA

And I appeared on George Bush's website, to support our mighty president.

I'm also from out of space, but don't tell anyone.

Hi, I'm Donna Hardin of Dalton, GA, and I appeared on Bush's website, supporting him.

I'm from outer space too, but don't tell!

Hi, I'm Vincent Reyes of Randolph, MA. I appeared on Bush's website, but I'm not from outer space. I'm just a plain, ordinary, mutant asshole.

Got Bat?

2004-07-27T07:07:00.000-04:00

Gimmie a bat. I'll chew his fuckin' head off.

Building a stronger America

2004-07-27T00:50:00.000-04:00

JOHN EDWARDS: When you were riding down the Mekong Delta killing VC, what was going through your mind?

JOHN KERRY: Well, I thought about becoming president some day. But mostly I thought about pussy.

Heinz

2004-07-27T00:33:00.000-04:00

Hi, I'm Teresa Heinz Kerry, and I think ketchup is delicious. Especially Heinz ketchup.

Size matters!

2004-07-27T00:10:00.000-04:00

I assure you, folks, that thing that I'm pointing to is even bigger than Dick's. We buddies. Good, good buddies. And there ain't nothing better than a good load ah GW in your mouth.

Say kids, What time is it...

2004-07-27T00:04:00.000-04:00

It's Howdy Doody time!

Feeling the compassion

2004-07-26T23:44:00.001-04:00

After a hard day of ordering the bombing of innocent Iraqi women and children, I like to take the time to comfort the elderly. They're lonely and crusty, and my heart goes out to them.

Stop! Please stop

2004-07-26T23:44:00.000-04:00

No. Stop! Please stop! I can't handle any more of these black children. O Jesus. O Christ, I don't think I can keep this smile plastered on my face for much longer...

On as side note, I think this photo might have been taken on his Africa trip, so these kids may not in fact be African Americans, as it says on the image. Notice how the word "Africa" is on their shirts.

Find God, and the Heimlich Maneuver

2004-07-24T17:52:00.000-04:00

I used to live in fear of chocking to death on a chicken bone and going to hell, because I was a sinner. But now that I have a God-fearing Heimlich Maneuver expert ready to eject any food lodged in my throat at any given moment, and to preach to me the teachings of the good Lord, I know that my soul will be saved. I don't even mind that he's a crusty baldy and his hands are as clammy as a slug. Thank you Jesus! And thank you BigChurch.com

Plagerism?

2004-07-24T17:04:00.000-04:00

Okay, I am not ready to make any accusations, but I was reading this below active crime novel called "Break and Enter" by Colin Harrison. I had found it in the junk yard, where I find the vast majority of my books (some are very good in fact.)

So I am reading and I come upon this letter written by one charactor. And the letter is entitled, "The Eternals Truths." And there is a list of these so-called truths. For example:

"This is it!"

"There is no hidden meanings"

I have seen this before! I do not have the book on hand to verify it, but it comes from a book called "If You Meet the Buddha on the Road, Kill Him : The Pilgrimage Of Psychotherapy Patients", by Sheldon Kopp, published in 1982.

I can say this, because I found this page, listing Kopp's eternal truths.

"Break and Enter" was published in 1990, eight years after Kopp's book.

I looked around for some sort of acknowledgment by Colin Harrison that this material was take from Sheldon Kopp.

This is what I found, in the acknowledgments sections:

The "Eternel Truths" are derived from a list originally written by Richard Donelli, D.D.S., and modified by Ann Satterthwaite and the author.

Colin Harrison got this from a dentist? Then modified it? Pretty fishy. I think someone is doing some serious plagerism here.

I am not sure if Sheldon Kopp is still alive. If I have the time, I might just drop a dime, if someone is willing to listen.

Georgy Update

2004-07-20T07:35:00.000-04:00

Dear Blogbrains,

I think Georgy has abandoned her blog.

I don't blame Georgy. If I was as sexy as Georgy, I would be doing other things also.

I wonder what she is doing though. Perhaps she is being caressed by an adoring lover -- in cozy cottage nestled in the Swiss Alps -- or I don't know ... some place exotic and sexy that I cannot think of right now. I don't know whether Georgy is hetero or not, but whoever she is with, I imagine this person is very blonde and delicious looking.

Perhaps Georgy is planning on running for political office? Who knows?

I think Georgy is from Oakland. I think Georgy ought to oust that son-of-a-bitch, Jerry Brown from the Mayor's office. I really hate the bastard. He has become a real right-winger.

And you know what's weird? Huff. Arianna Huffington is becoming a left-winger. It is hard to conceive that Huff, with all that vitriolic, primeval hatred brewing inside her heinous innards, really identifies with the left. I think she is just an opportunist. The right was just too crowded, so she found a niche -- the left. There ain't too many pop-leftists these days. I can think of two -- Moore and ahhhh, what's his name ... the SNL guy from Minnesota.

Fuck, where is Georgy?

It is so lonely here in blogland without her.

My Failed Love-Life

2004-07-20T03:24:00.000-04:00

My Message To Kate

Dear Kate,

I am going through a hard time in my life right now. I am having great anxieties over money as well as a medical problem, though it's not life threatening.

I should not have written you, because this is not a good time for me to meet new people, but I guess I felt lonely, so I did.

You seem like a really nice woman. I'm really sorry that I am unable to be sociable right now. I would have liked to have seen you in person.

I sort of feel like a real asshole. I hope you do not take this as a rejection, though it may seem that way.

Dickie

Kate's Reply

Dear Dickie,

Thank you for your response. One of my all-time favorite lines from a movie: "Life is pain, and anyone who tells you anything different is trying to sell you something." I am actually having some financial woes of my own (although they are of my own doing, and not catastrophic by any means) AND I just went through a health crisis, too, so I can certainly appreciate where you are coming from. My health issue was non-life-threatening, too, but still crummy. I actually kind of float in and out of doing the on-line dating thing to meet people because I'll have a few not-so-great experiences and give up for a while, then the loneliness starts crushing me again and I decide to give it another try. Even though I am not at the greatest point in my life, I guess I still feel like I am certainly deserving of love in my life and maybe finding someone special would help. It would at least eliminate the problem of lonliness (which is a problem!). I had a professor in a Psychology class a couple of semesters ago who kept saying, "lonliness kills." I wanted to say, OK, I believe you......now what am I supposed to do about it?????????? I think it is kind of a "guy" thing to want to meet someone when all of your ducks are in a row, so to speak. 

 If you decide you would rather not correspond or meet, I would certainly understand that. If you decide that even though you may not be at a high point in your life, you might still like to meet a nice person to laugh with and blow off some steam, then feel free to write back. I have no expectations of being whisked off to Paris. Whatever choice you make there is no reason for you to feel badly about it, you were considerate enough to respond to my email and I think that says a lot about you. In this world of anonymous internet correspondence I think we both know that there are many, many "blow offs" where people are never even considerate enough to respond. 

I wish you all the best, Dickie. Don't isolate yourself or put off chances at love and happiness for too long, OK? I'm sure you deserve all wonderful things in your life.

In the line of fire

2004-07-15T00:15:00.000-04:00

Dear Blogbrains,

Today I attended a lecture, which is something very unusual for me. Getting out of the house to do something that is not an errand is unual.

I went to see Yonatan Shapira, a former captain in the Israeli Air Force. He is one of the 27 pilots who signed the “Pilots’ Letter,” refusing to serve the occupation.

I have seen another Israeli military guy before, who gave a talk about refusing to kill and fuck over innocent civilians in order to support the occupation of Gaza and the West Bank. So it wasn’t surprising to me that there were right-wing fanatics there at the lecture being rude as hell, argumentative, and general assholes, in an attempt to disrupt the proceedings. These people are truly the most obnoxious people I have ever encountered and bring great shame to the Jewish people.

I was sitting in the front row, and there is a real psycho looking fanatic on my far left, wearing this coat that looked a too heavy for Summer, despite the fact that it was raining today. He was trying to argue with the lecturer during the question and answer session. He was truly being obnoxious. I’m pretty sure one of the people who organized the thing asked pycho to leave and psycho refused to leave. Well, psycho is on my far left, and then another nut I discover is to my right. And then I grow paranoid. I start think that the hot brunette sitting directly to my left is also in on the radical fundematilsm, and I’m thinking shit … I’m in the line of fire. If psycho on the far left is packing some heat under that arctic coat he’s wearing, if he is a bad shot, a stray bullet might find its way into my brain. That probably would solve all my problems but I just don’t like surprises!

Normally I would not be so paranoid, but I know how crazy these people are. Some day, there is going to be a civil war in Israel. The crazies are going to refuse to leave the occupied territory – alive!

Well, I got out of there a few minutes early. I wasn’t taking any chances. These people make me nervous. They really scare me, because I know they mean business.

These right-wing Arab Bashers will stop at nothing to preserve their biblical, pissant empire. They think they have a God-given right to the occupied territories. Compromise is not an option with these people.

I feel sorry for Saddam

2004-07-03T02:31:00.000-04:00

I had gotten drunk and lonely last week and wanted to insult you but was just too drunk to come up with anything even marginally creative. I am not coming up with anything too creative right now, but at least I am sober enough to form a rudimentary insult. Fucks!

I am waiting to see the "Magnificent Seven" on TV. I have always wanted to see this movie and have to sit through this God-awful cowboy movie called tombstone or something like that, with that skinny Republican bastard … ah what's his name … the guy in "Dances with Wolves."

Well, anyway, since I cannot creatively insult you in my current condition let me just tell you that when I am sober enough, I am going to really lay it on you. I'm going to insult you bastards so badly that I'm going to damage your frail little egos.

Oh, this movie is so bad. I HATE IT SO MUCH!

Okay, lately I have been feeling sorry for Saddam. He is a dictator, a man that is probably even more heinous than George Bush. And yet I feel sorry for him. Here is Saddam. He is deprived of a lawyer. What the fuck kind of a "liberated" country deprives its citizens of legal counsel? Now Saddam, I can at least respect him. When he is charged with invading Kuwait, what does he say? He says the Kuwaitis are dogs, that they were going to whore the women of Iraq. Now, at last Saddam is not trying to pull one over on you when he rationalizes his brutal domination over another people. Bush on the other hand … he tries to blind you with horseshit. Talk about "liberation" Removing a brutal tyrant. WMD. At least Saddam says it like it is. He's frank. He does not try to hide the fact the fact that his actions are immoral and that he feels like he has the right to do whatever the fuck he pleases.

Obviously they are going to execute Saddam. And Saddam is correct: This just theatre. A charade. They might even murder Saddam before he is put to trial. That would not surprise me. Let is remember that this is a provisional government, approved by the occupying powers -- The US and UK. They have no legitimate authority to hold this trial. What democratically elected official appointed the judges? I would like to know that?

And the media -- the handmaidens or the right, are claiming that Bush is insane. A madman. He's not mad, folks. Evil perhaps. But perfectly sane. There is little doubt in my mind that Bush is the madman.

I saw R. James Woolsey, ex CIA director being interviewed on a cable news show. And he called Saddam, a "Raving sociopath." Now, I'm not sure. Does this moron really believe this shit, or is he just saying it to help the Republicans? I'm not sure, but I'm leaning towards moron.

Woolsey went on to say that Saddam should be given a lawyer, and be "required to have a lawyer." That is quote folks.

It figures...

Decided to add comments

2004-06-13T05:17:00.000-04:00

Dear Blogbrains,

I have decided to add comment ability to this blog. So starting commenting away, you blograin idiots, as I need someone to laugh at, or battle, or delude me into thinking I you are a mystery woman wanting to give me a hot night of sex.

So how's about a little fodder, you bastard human race!

I saw the Buk movie by the way. It was pretty good. A great writer he is, but what an asshole...

Bury the Goddamn Sonofabitch!

2004-06-10T06:39:00.000-04:00

I have tried to be nice. I have tried to show respect for the dead. But fuck it, I'm tired of seeing the masses being hurriedly corralled around Reagan's flag-draped coffin like cattle. Don't these bovine-brained idiots know how much deficit Reagan racked up, how much environment destruction he was responsible for? What are these people, fucking morons or something? I don't even think they've raised the minimum wage since Reagan was elected. Reagan said he was declaring war on drugs, but the real war was on the poor. Reagan. Stinking bastard.

And I cannot stand all the stinking, suck-up bastards littering television and radio with their praise of the evil bastard -- and this goes especially for that sleazoid-soon-to-be-leader-of-the-Democratic-Party -- John Kerry.

If the stupid fucking masses are so hot to see dead Reagan, why don't they put him in a glass casket, and shove him into the tomb with Lenin, so all the sheep in the fucking world could see their Gods for all eternity.

Fuck Reagan. Burry the bastard already.

Radio Show Equipment Probably Working

2004-06-06T19:54:00.000-04:00

Radio Show Equipment Probably Working

Dear Blogbrains and fellow Georgy Groupies,

I think that I probably now have the technology to do the radio show. You would not believe the torture involved in trying to ascertain the proper equipment to do a telephone talk show on a shoe-string budget. I will need to work out a few other things. Right now my primary focus however is shifting away from the technological problems of the talk show. There is still more problems:

My voice is very bad right now. The doc says it's from really bad acid reflux. He upped the dosage of the medication. Hopefully that will help. I don't know. I have had problems with my voice for years… I can't do the show unless my voice gets a little better.

A limited Internet Radio Station will cost me about $15.00/month. This will put pressures on my tight budget. I would really like to invite callers, instead of just relying on invited guest callers. This will require another phone line, which would put extreme financial pressures on me. I'm not sure I'm ready to do that just yet. Perhaps I'll run into some more money next month. Or, if that doesn't happen, I'm thinking maybe I could sell copies of my screenplays/stageplays online. I'm not sure how to work this one out financially. Maybe I could beg my sister for the dough. Maybe I could sell Communist Manifestos. Or Buffy the Vampire Slayer DVDs. Maybe I could sell naked photos of myself. Not for sexual gratification, but so that parents could show lazy children the horrors that await them if them don't find a job and a girlfriend.

Bukowski Movie

2004-06-04T21:10:00.000-04:00

Accidentally, I stumbled upon a Bukowski documentary that is now playing in a small number of theaters.

http://www.magpictures.com/distribution/bukowski/

There happens to be a theater playing it that is not too far away, but it is a pain in the ass to get to and to park. My voice is really bothering me, and I'm under so much stress to get my computer program out, that I just said, "fuck it." I said the same thing when Joe Strummer came to a city about an hour away from Boston, where I live. I told myself I'd catch Strumm when he toured again. But that didn't happen. Now Strumm is dead and I'll never get to see my teenage hero. But the thing is, Buk is already dead. I'll never see Buk do a poetry reading.

Perhaps I'm just rationalizing my decision not to see the Buk documentary. Yet I fully recommend that people go. He is considered by some to rival Ginsberg in poetry. I knew of him mostly from his fiction, which is crass, subversive, extremely funny, and, at times, pretty misogynistic.

I have stayed away from Bukowski worship, as he is revered as a cult God by too many. And I tend to stay away from things that get too hyped up and popular.

I would have liked to have seen the flick. If it was only playing at an art-house that was more convenient. Fuck it...

Got Hate? Find an Arian Mate

2004-06-02T20:50:00.000-04:00

Believe in racial supremacy? Having trouble finding a nice Arian girl to hold hands with, take to the movies, and do smootchies? Go through the Arian section of American Singles, and find a Fräulein that not only Ma, but the Fuhrer himself would approve of.

Get Groped. Join FriendFinder.com!

2004-05-27T16:18:00.000-04:00

Yes, you too can have creepy looking men that are badly in need of a shave attach their long, suction-cup like hands to your breasts like squid monsters.

Just go to FriendFiender.com, and find a perv near you!

Georgy-Lex

2004-05-24T02:32:00.000-04:00

Dear Blogbrains,

I just want to let you know that I am still working on the station. Buying equiment. Going crazy. Just got screwed by a bastard on e-bay. Bought something a week ago. No product. Won't respond to e-mail. Won't respond to my telephone calls. $23.00 down the drain and a lot of time pissed away. I sorta hate bastards.

BTW, Georgy Russell even mentioned this site in her blog a long, long time ago, but I overlooked it. She didn't say much about it, just a little blurb, but at least Georgie is reading her own blog about her blog, which is more than I can say about you blograin bastards.

I have decided to add some new Georgie related terms into the lexicon:

Georgyist: A person who adopts the positions of Georgy.

George: A man who really likes Georgy.

King George: A man that likes Georgy so much that he devotes a whole blog to her. Usually this man is quite lonely and pathetic.

Georgina: A woman who really likes Georgy.

Georgia: The state of being infatuated with Georgy.

Georgetown: A town that is predominantly pro-Georgy.

Guess what?!!! I plan to ask Goergy if she would like to be interviewed on my radio show. Not now. When I get everything up and running. Might be another month or two. But I definately want to book her for the second show. I have about a half million questions for Georgy. I hope that I will be able to get her on the show.

Internet radio show in the works

2004-04-19T02:55:00.000-04:00

Dear Loyal Fans,

I have been very busy lately. I have also been growing increasingly frustrated and disillusioned with the shit exposure I am getting on the web. I feel like, what the fuck. What's the point?

I am working diligently towards putting together an Internet Radio Show. Hopefully by July. My major obstacle now is how to record telephone conversations without hiss.

I might poke my head in here, every now and then, but I have pretty much decided that this blog is a waste of life.

The radio show promises to be the most unique, radical, and funniest progressive radio show ever. But that's not saying much. We are going to do some serious Bush-bashing and, even some Bush-licking.

For those of you that are interested in my radio show, please e-mail me, and I will tell you when the first air date will be.

Get your freak on and still find God at BigChurch™

2004-03-31T20:51:00.000-05:00

Did you think you couldn't have a naked woman straddled to your backside, shouting "giddy-up. Ride 'em cowboy. Yeeehawwww," and go to heaven? Well, you thought wrong.

Get your freak on and still be kosher with God, at BigChurch™.

BigChurch&trade is a Trademark of God ™. All Rights Reserved. Patent Pending. Fuck with our legal shit, and you're dead meat. That means you.

If your degree ain't from Texas, weee-el, you just ain't a man, or woman...

2004-03-31T20:31:00.000-05:00

You too can become a sexually ambiguous law enforcement officer, by going to the University Phoenix…

Liespeopletell.com Lunacy

2004-03-27T16:24:00.000-05:00

Below is a message I posted to Duke in the Liespeopletell.com forums today. It was once probably the greatest BBS on the net. Now it is one of the many causalities of Gulf War II.

Duke wrote:

"Sorry about not answering in a timely manner. I have been rather busy killing terrorists with a dull plastic knife. Killing heathens that do not believe in the perfection of our motherland, and the infinite wisdom of our leaders is a time consuming task.
I am sorry I could not help myself. Remember that I am the farthest from that kind of flag-waving-jesus-worshipping-homosexual-hating-suv-driving-so-called-patriotic-american. I am what the right does not like: A pagan Bisexual man that serves in the armed forces and is a extremely liberal Democrat to boot. Ok now that we got that out of the way, let us continue.

The reason why I have been so busy is because I met someone new. What I think is so funny is that he is also in uncle sams paycheck. Also, it is kind of hard to maintain 3 relationships and one separation going. I have a boyfriend in Georgia, a girlfriend in Rhode Island a soon-to-be ex espouse in Nevada, and a boyfriend in Germany. The amount of time and inventiness (is that a word?) that it takes to maintain these three separate people is running me ragged.

I am unsurprised that a place like LBP.com dissaeared. The madness that was ever-present must have consumed it, creating an implosion, a black hole.... I only hope that some of the close-mindeness from some of its members went with it.

I realize that this place is also moribund, and there is not much we can do for it, but continue to believe or failing that, ease its pain. This is Duke from Germany."

Dickie wrote:

I agree that you are not your typical flag-waving American. If you had not participated in the illegal invasion of a sovereign nation, I would not be needling you. If it becomes too much needling, let me know, and I will stop, although I doubt if I could ever resist calling you a smegma penised, uncircumcised gentile.

During the Imperial conquest Iraq, I divorced myself from Republicanism completely. There was an imaginary line that was drawn between me and them. I will not so much as talk to a Republican, unless he is giving me orders that I must follow in order to keep a roof over my head. The Right is an insidious cancer I believe, that must be extricated! I cannot extricate it alone, yet hope to get the bread together soon to do my Internet Radio program so that I could expose this vile carcinogen.

I like you, Duke. I really do. I am not just saying this to mitigate what I am about to say, yet it is very unclear to me whether you are my enemy or my friend. I do not know. You say that you are not a flag waiver, and yet you voluntarily assist the fascists to accomplish their mission of death, destruction, subjugation, and exploitation. So I am confused. Are you with me, or are you against me? You may not believe in the fascist's goals, yet directly or indirectly, you have helped them. The system cannot work without collusion.

I believe I understand your position, that I wasn't there, I have no idea why you were there, yet I know what a WMD is, and I know that they sure as shit don't have them in Iraq. I know enough to know that that invasion was illegal, immoral, and wrong, and no matter what your reasoning is, by definition you acted immorally by being involved in that imperial campaign.

I'm sorry if I have offended you. Because of the line I have drawn, I must consider you my enemy. Yet, on the other hand, you really don't seem like my enemy, and even if you are my enemy, I don't think it's worthwhile to alienate you, for while you might be my enemy today, you might not be tomorrow.

I hope that we can continue to keep an open dialog. I really don't want to fight with you. There have been some people on this board that I have deliberately set out to crush because of their political views, but I have no interest in crushing you. As I said, if I am giving you too much of a pain in the ass, I will stop.

I had to look up that word you used, moribund in the dictionary. You know, it was your persistence and loyalty to this institution, even when its founder aborted it, that convinced me to come back. I will continue to post here, so long as you are here.

LBP was an evil place. I believe that Runa is really a demoness. Perhaps the daughter of the Dark Prince himself, yet I am confident that we can rise above the evil. Also, I am confident that you will not spare me the details of what seems to be a very exciting sex life, though I really would find it far more exciting if you had sex with women.

Friday night drunken rampage

2004-03-27T03:32:00.000-05:00

Dear Blograins,

Why do you think I call you blograins?

Because you suck. You're morons. Assholes. At the risk of sounding clichéd, you suck big elephant penis. In fact you suck worse than that. You suck the nastiest, gamiest penis available -- my penis!

I hate you. I hate you all. And next week when I get drunk, I hope to tell you of my disdain in an even crasser way, ya' lousy fuck bastards.

O what losers you are. LOSERS! You people have lost so much in life, you make me look like a winner. Fucks. Bastards.

Don't take it personally though..

My own Band of McBrothers

2004-03-26T15:35:00.000-05:00

Dear Blogbrains,

Kerry has his Band of Brothers. They go with him everywhere. He is a big man because he saved their lives tens times over, or something like that.

I respect John Kerry. Not too many people could be a big war hero, turn peacenik, then be responsible for voting for 500+ American boys to die in Iraq for no reason at all. Kerry is a Man's Man. If he wants to vote to send our boys to die, well, fuck, they're men, and they could handle a little death. That's what being a big man is all about. And Kerry is a big, big man. He's got a whole band O' brother's to prove it!

I think it's bullshit though that Kerry has a band of brothers, and I don't, for I am also a big man, though not nearly as big as Kerry. I am going to get my own band of brothers. My own entourage to follow me everywhere. I am not a vet, so these brothers would have to be civilian. Perhaps they could be uniformed though. They could be my brothers from McDonald's were I once worked. We could call them the Band of McBrothers. How's that? My brother's would reek of quarter pounder, grease, and minimum wage. It would be one fuck of a brotherhood, let me tell ya.

Nancy Pelosi and Michael Jackson the same person?

2004-03-26T01:53:00.000-05:00

I really like Nancy Pelosi. I don't have any real opinions about Michael Jackson, other than he's really weird.

Look at the pic of Pelosi below, then look at the face of Michael in the pic below that. Do you notice a strong similarity, or am I crazy?

I believe that it is really Nancy Pelosi that is with Liz Taylor, and that the House Minority Leader of the United States Congress is really Michael Jackson. They are one and the same. I am a little disappointed though that Nancy Pelosi sings such crappy songs with her hand on her crotch.

My Nose Herpes Scare

2004-03-24T17:55:00.000-05:00

Dear Blogbrains,

I was just watching BCTV (A Catholic Network), and there was this weird show called Generation Cross, that was so weird that despite the fact that I am Jewish and an atheist, I could not resist watching it. And they offer this poster. It has all the cast members. And it the lamest, goofiest poster I have ever seen, and I wanted it, and the price was right -- it was free, and they say, go to our website, generationcross.com to get it, and I looked, and it wasn't there. They lied to me. Bastard sinning liars!

Okay, so I told you in my last blog that I would get to my herpes scare -- specifically my nose herpes scare, and when I say something I mean it.

Over the summer, all the sudden, I started getting all this puss in my nose. It was from these nasty scabs that were forming inside my nose. You would not know it from looking at me. It was thoroughly horrible. And I kept deluding myself … it will go away … it will go away … and I let it go for months and months. And then I see my GP. She gives me some steroid cream to put in my nose, but that makes me nauseas, so I stop taking it. I let several months go by, and then I see the internist again, and she says, you bet see a Ear Nose & Throat Doc. She tells me it might be eczema or HERPES. Eczema I can handle. I have it on my hands. It's not caused by an organic pathogen and it's not contagious but HERPES!!!

WHY HAVE YOU FORSAKEN ME, GOD! WHAT HAVE I DONE TO DESERVE THIS. O LORD JESUS DON'T LET IT BE HERPES … DO NOT FORSAKE ME.

And I say to her, "is nose herpes contagious?" and she says it is, that I could even spread it by kissing someone.

WHY HAVE YOU FORSAKEN ME, GOD????

I haven't had sex for millions of billions of years, and even during the Jurassic period when I did have sex, I never had unsafe sex with my nose. In fact, I never even had sex with my nose, or put my nose remotely in a position where it could be contaminated by the evil herpes virus.

HOW COULD I HAVE HERPES? IT IS GOD. HE MUST EXIST. OR AT LEAST SATAN MUST EXIST, AND SATAN IS PUNISHING ME.

So I waited 2 months for an appointment with the specialist doc. (I already know this guy, he treated my reflux laryngitis.) And he knows what the fuck is wrong with my nose, right away. It's a staph infection. This thing is caused by a bacteria. He says it's very common. And I ask him if it's contagious, and he says "Yeah. In order to infect someone you would have to stick your finger in your nose and then stick your finger in someone else's nose, or in an open wound." This is not too easy to do. He gave this antibiotic cream. It is god-awful, and I have to jam this stuff up my nostril with q-tips. It brings tears to my eyes and it makes my nose run like hell. It's brutal shit.

Staph infections are known to circulate in hospitals, and I am fairly confident that I know exactly where I got it, as I was going for a medical appointment in a hospital at around the same exact time this crap started.

Well, I don't have herpes. No herpes here. Those ads on TV where these herpes people are running around on the beach all happy with there mates... well I ain't never gonna be that happy, because I DON'T HAVE HERPES!

The moral of the story is, don't pick your fucking nose!

Caving to the demands of millions of fans

2004-03-23T20:59:00.000-05:00

Dear Blogbrains,

I have tried to distance myself from this blog. What is the point of this blog, I say to myself. Who cares? What is the worst that could happen if I stop insulting all you millions of blogbrain idiots? You'll live. You'll go on with your meaningless lives. Your banal existences. You might not know how exactly you will live, but you will somehow carve out a pathetic existence without my blog.

Yet, when I see the thousands of e-mails pouring into my inbox every day, begging me to come back, begging me to give you more abuse, I just can't resist but give you what you crave and desire.

Brethren blogbrains. I cannot and will not abandon you. I will fight on. Fight onward and upwards. And I will give you the blog dope that you yearn. You will feel lightheaded and happy to be alive. You will be high. Really high. You will not even give a shit that you've never had sex in your life, nor ever will.

We have a lot of catching up to do.

So in the forthcoming weeks, I plan to cover the following topics:

--My nose herpes scare

--To hell with Kuch. I voted for Sharpton.

--The scary picture of the beautiful woman who broke my heart

--Freedom.gov, one of the many fascist, propagandist websites owned and operated by the US government to brainwash the multitudes

--John Kerry vs. George W. Bush: Clash of the Retards.

--John Kerry: Is he running for president or is this just a conspiracy to buy ketchup.

-Georgy: A woman that I would really like to have as my Governor and make love to.

Just Click it

2004-02-11T15:45:00.000-05:00

Dear Blogbrains,

I've noticed that the Republican National Committee is sponsoring this page via Google Ad Words. It is most likely not a PSA.

Accordingly, I encourage all my fans to click their ad, and all ads emanating from right wing bastards, as much, and as often as possible.

2004-01-18T05:55:00.000-05:00

Dear Blogbrains,

Sometimes I think the only thing that keeps me from blowing my head off is that I would not have the pleasure of seeing my brains splattered all over the wall.

I was at recently at crockofshit.gov (oops, I mean, whitehouse.gov), and I am looking around to see what the fascists are up to, and begin to think, hey, I would like to have sex with Lynne Cheney, Dick's wife. I have decided it best not to describe the details of my sexual fantasies with the Second Lady. As for Laura Bush. Well, nahhh, George could have her. There is just something erotic about how evil and full of shit Lynne Cheney is. She just seems like the type of woman that is horribly deprived of sex.

2004-01-06T13:16:00.000-05:00

Letter to Ernie

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Hi Ernie,

I thought perhaps this was a letter from a beautiful women I had met at that party. But then, sadly, I remembered that I didn't meet any beautiful women. Or at least any beautiful women who seemed to want to contact me. In fact, I don't even think I met an ugly women who wanted to contact me. It was quite a depressing failure for me. Somehow I suspect you fared better than I did, although I do not want to know the details, as I am a very jealous person.

I appreciate your conversation that night, as it served to mitigate the disaster. (And also, you were the only person I seemed capable of holding a conversation with.) I think that I am somehow growing apart from my fellow Jewish brothers and sisters, that perhaps I should shack up with a nice shiksa and produce uncircumcised children that eat pork and believe in Jesus. No. On second thought, forget the kids, but I do want a nice blond, blue-eyed shiksa. I'm tired of being kicked around by nice Jewish girls.

For a guy that's afraid of XML, you sure got some high-tech e-mail going for you? PGP? That is like nerd rocket science. Even I am afraid of PGP and don't know how to use it.

I will swap you knowledge. I teach you XML. You teach me PGP. A fair trade. No?

I will be away in Florida, during the January 25th Tekiah event. I would not make it otherwise. I am a member of Tekiah. I give them money. I believe that their cause is just. But some times I really wonder if there is any pay off. Whether they are actually changing anything. Don't let me stop you though. You need to form your own opinion about Tekiah. I really don't know a lot about them.

I'm going away on the 21st of this month. Will be back in February.

Perhaps we can hook up before then, or after.

I will soon have in my possession, the greatest propaganda movie made of all time: I AM CUBA. If you don't know about it, it was a joint Soviet/Cuban production. I think you would like it. Anyone sane should like it. If you know of any movies at the box office that aren't crap, or are at least only partly crap, we could do that to ... or whatever. I don't have your phone number. Here's mine:

617-555-5555

Talk to you later.

Dickie

2004-01-05T20:44:00.000-05:00

Dear Blograins,

As part of our ongoing effort against fascism, I present you with a letter to the imposters at the good ole Department of Telecommunications and Energy.

If Mary Cottrell writes back, I'll let you know what she says, but I cannot legally publish the words of a postal letter.

Dickie Richards
Georgytown, USA
5 January 2004

Mary Cottrell, Secretary
Department of Telecommunications and Energy
One South Station, 2nd Floor
Boston, MA 02110

Dear Secretary Cottrell,

On 11 November 2003, I called the Department of Telecommunications and Energy for your assistance with a problem I was having with Comcast. I spoke to Beverly. I told Beverly that Comcast was billing me for a custom ring telephone number that I had ordered from Comcast when I set up the account with them, yet the custom ring telephone number was never activated. I also told Beverly that I had brought this issue up with Comcast on several occasions, and they had failed to rectify the problem.

Beverly got back to me shortly afterward, and dictated to me something which seemed to have been written by Comcast. I say this, because what was being dictated to me, was essentially the same statements that Comcast had made to me. When I told Beverly that I was not satisfied with her response, that she was merely repeating to me what Comcast was saying, she told me that "This is what I needed to do." (Referring to the statement she had dictated to me). In response to my statement that I still am having a problem with Comcast, she stated that "If you have any further questions, you need to take them up with Comcast."

I also asked Beverly for a copy of what she dictated to me. Beverly refused to comply with this request, and went on to tell me that your department does not fulfill such requests.

On 20 December, Comcast finally delivered the service that they had been billing me for, for several months. I have not yet received full reimbursement, which includes the cost of reinstating my old Verizon telephone service in order to transfer the custom ring number over to Comcast. Comcast has told me they would reimbursement me, yet they seemed unwilling to put this in writing. I have recently submitted the Verizon bill to Comcast.

Although my issue with Comcast has not yet been fully resolved, this is not why I am writing you. I am writing you because I was deeply troubled by my experience with your office.

After my last conversation with Beverly, it left me feeling as though your department, which, from my understanding is supposed to make sure that the utilities do not abuse and exploit their monopoly advantage, is doing just the opposite -- that your real function is to validate the contemptuous way in which the utilities treat their customers. Whether this is true or not, I cannot say, because I cannot make sweeping statements about your department, based on my experience alone.

What I am deeply disturbed about -- what has motivated me to write this letter, is your department's abject refusal to turn over to me, records pertinent to my case.

You are a government agency. What right have you to withhold from me, information that a regulated utility has stated in defensive of its failure to provide me the services I had paid for? I assert that your department has no right whatsoever! And if you can come up with this right, I'd like to see where you got it from.

If we are to call our system a free and open democracy, we cannot have Government departments withholding information from citizens. Otherwise the Government is no longer governing, but aiding and abetting criminals.

I demand that you make available to me, all records pertaining to my complaint against Comcast, including any statements made by Comcast about my complaint.

Sincerely,

Dickie Richards

cc: Representative Kay Khan
cc: Senator Cynthia Creem

2004-01-04T20:51:00.000-05:00

Dear Blogbrains,

This is a letter I wrote to my Public Housing Office. They did not respond. I asked them if they got the letter. They answered affirmatively. That they were working on it. (My ass.) I did not press the matter. Did not want to make waves. I have changed the names in the letter out of fear of reprisal. I just wanted to show you how the fat cats running the Welfare State, couldn't care if the house burnt down.

Georgy Groupie
Georgetown, GA
4 January 2004

My Public Housing Authority
The Executive Director
Anonymous Public Housing Authority, USA.

Dear Mr. Public Housing Athority Executive Director,

I am a resident of Anonymous Housing. Two weeks ago, I called the Housing Authority office to report a problem with my stove. As I was using the stove, I was alarmed to see and hear two loud sparks, complete with flashes of light, which I suppose were short circuits in the wiring of the stove controls. After the event, one of the burner indicator lights would not shut off, even when the burner was completely turned off, and not producing any heat. I unplugged the stove’s power cord and called Anonymous Housing to see if they might be able to look at the problem.

Jimbo came shortly afterwards. As always, Jimbo was courteous and professional. He plugged in the stove, assured me that it still worked, and indicated that if I had any more problems with it, I should contact Anonymous Housing. The stove continues to function, and there have been no more short circuits. Nevertheless, one of the burner indicator lights remains on twenty-four hours a day.

I am writing because I am concerned about this problem for a number of reasons. First, I worry that it may be an indication that the wiring in the stove has deteriorated to the point that it represents a fire or shock hazard. I also worry that someone, including my elderly mother, who needs to be supervised when she comes over to visit me, might end up getting burned because of the confusion over which burner is on.

For the safety of my mother, as well as the elimination of a possible fire hazard, I would be grateful if you would please fix the oven so that the indicator light accurately indicates whether the burner is on or off.

Sincerely,

Georgy Groupie

2003-12-26T11:18:00.000-05:00

Apology to Germans

Dear Blogbrains,

I would like to take this opportunity to apologize for some of the statements I made in my previous transmission against my German brothers and sisters.

Since that fateful drunken blog, thousands of angered Germans have wrote to tell me, "Aufmerksamkeit! Sterben Sie Jude."

I am not exactly sure what this means, but I am assuming that my German friends are trying to tell me that they are upset and hurt by some of the nasty things I said about them..

While I was drunk, I want you to know that that is no excuse, and I take full responsibility for my actions. I have nothing against Germans. In fact, I love Germans. Love them as much as Germans love David Hasselhoff. More.

2003-12-20T06:13:00.000-05:00

Dear Blograins,

I guess I am feeling a little frustrated. Frustrated, because you're such goddamned assholes. I am bored you see, perhaps a little lonely and a little drunk at 5:49 in the morn, and have nothing better to do than to tell you of what pricks you. Why … why are you pricks? How the hell should I know ... you're the pricks, not me. I'm just a lonely old guy, severely oppressed by bastards.

Moron fucking bastards.

Tell me, who reads blogs? I mean, what is your problem? Are you sexually deprived? Sexually depraved? Or are you just assholes? I mean, what is wrong with you people?

I recently discovered a new beer. Actually it's an old beer. It's a Nazi (ahum German beer) called Dinkel Acker. And while the good ole Germans aren't busy cooking up people in ovens, they're busy brewin' up best damn beer in all of the world. It's called Dinkel Acker. I tasted their light beer variety over a decade ago, and it's no big deal, but their dark beer is virtually the answer to all of life's problems.

It's got a good bite to it, not sweet like Becks dark (another great beer). Perhaps a little too acidic, just a little, yet it magically doesn't make me feel like shit after I drink a few of them. You could drink these things into the grave and never even know it. It's an alcoholic's dream.

I see they got Saddam.

Yay Bush! Bushy's gonna scrounge up a little kangaroo court to assassinate the bastard. Yay Bush! Fuck.

Blogbrains Bastards.

2003-12-17T15:38:00.000-05:00

The Taste of Freedom

Sorry Blogbrains,

Not much to share with you besides a piece of an interesting MSNBC article I found today:

At Abu Abdullah's, $1.50 buys 15 minutes alone with a woman. The room is a cell with only a curtain for a door, and Ali complains that Abu Abdullah's women should bathe more often. But the young man says it's still a big improvement from Saddam Hussein's day. Back then, he says, the only establishment for a poor boy like himself was at a Gypsy settlement on the capital's western outskirts. "But now there are plenty of places." He grins. "Now we have freedom."

Before you had to masturbate to a camp of dirty gypsies. Now you have good ole Abu Abdullah to take care of your masturbatory needs.

Ain't liberation sweet?

2003-12-11T21:23:00.000-05:00

Poor Nicki

Dear Blogbrains,

I would like to apologize to all my thousands of loyal fans for my deficiency lately in providing you with the timely blogs that you deserve. I have been very busy. But that is no excuse. I know.

I have been bad. That is all I can say.

Lately I have been very concerned for the well-being of Nicki Hilton. You have probably even forgotten that Paris has a sister. Poor Nicki. All her life she has probably felt substandard to her more popular sister. I mean, how could you even compete with a sister that is named after a city in France. You can't. Paris has all this attention. Sex videos. The whole nine yards. And poor Nicki. Christ. She might not even have had sex yet, let alone a sex video.

I know that they named a whole hotel after the Hilton sisters, that they are worth countless millions, but, we are all human. We all experience pain. And even if some people can afford shrinks to cry to, we all cry. I think poor Nicki is crying right now. Oh, the anguish. Poor girl.

2003-11-28T10:52:00.000-05:00

Georgy's Dedication Blog

In Georgy's latest blog, she dedicates her blog to her father, and talks lovingly about how her old man is disappointed that she isn't blogging enough.

I am must admit that I am envious of Georgy.

I have to force my father to read my blog. I must scream at him to read my blog. Berate him. Sometimes even kidnap him from the local Home for the Aged, bring him to my place, duck-tape him to the seat, and tell him he cannot use the bathroom until he reads my goddamn blog.

I mean, this is bullshit.

Georgy is of course, Georgy. She is a beautiful, intelligent woman. I would even go as far as to say that she is a Goddess -- or perhaps even -- The Goddess, but my blog is Post-Modern. I have turned blogging on its head to blog about someone else’s blog. I am blogging in a way that no Man or Woman has ever blogged before.

It is bullshit to be born into this world without a beautiful body like Georgy, and a loving father like Georgy's father. A father who shows interest his offspring. It is total bullshit, and I fucking resent it!

2003-11-24T16:06:00.000-05:00

Shit. Pure Shit

Commitment to Service
Buy.com has turned into the destination of choice for over 4 million customers by delivering on our commitment to complete customer satisfaction. Our award-winning customer service is here for you, with convenient options to meet your support needs, such as an online Help Center and easy-to-find policies and procedures to assist you through any of your purchases

Buy.com won't take me off of their newsletter full of overpriced crap. They won't reply to my requests in writing to take me off either. There is no phone numbers listed at buy.com, nor any e-mail addresses. (None that I can find.) Is there anyone there, or is buy.com run by a machine that will take over world after a pre-programmed apocalypse.

I saw Ashcroft boasting about how many people he's thrown in prison for Internet crime the other day on CSPAN. Why doesn't Ash destroy this evil machine while we still have time.

2003-11-23T11:45:00.000-05:00

Georgy-speak

Georgy has finally couphed up a few posts, but they are getting progressivly more cryptic, as if they are written for a crowd of Georgy elite, or perhaps for Georgy's private use only:

Here's an example. Her November 19th post:

The Next Star Wars Kid
Though, he will probably have a career after this. Dead ringer for Chunk from Goonies, thanks to Brad for resolving that for me.

Who is The Next Star Wars kid? And more importantly, who is Brad?

Georgy is not communicating effectively. She is not speaking to the masses on their level.

I hereby dub this new type of Georgy blogging as Georgy-speak.

Come on, Georgy....

2003-11-19T13:53:00.000-05:00

Fucking Comcast. Fucking Department of Telecommunications & Energy

I was falling asleep. Really falling asleep. So I had two Little Debbie cakes and now nursing my third coffee. I'm really not supposed to be drinking coffee, because it aggravates my reflux laryngitis. But fuck it.

I am been so incredibly angry these past few days. Even more incredibly angry than I normally am, which is pretty angry. See, about 2 months ago I signed up for Comcast telephone service and they told me I'd be able to retain my custom ring number (sort of like an alternant number) I had with Verizon. This is in fact on the fucking WORK ORDER. So when they came over to set it my phone service, the guy said he could give me the custom ring number that day, to call the office the next day. I did that, and they said they'd take care of it. I called about a week later to report to them that it still wasn't working. They said they'd take care of it. Of course they didn't, and I neglected to follow up. Recently, by accident, I sent out an important letter with the custom ring number (the one which the mofo Comcast bastards never installed). It cost me a lot of embarrassment and some money to rectify the problem. I called Comcast, and was told that the custom ring number wasn't ported to Comcast from Verizon, and that I (not them) would have to take up this issue with Verizon. When I spoke to Samantha the supervisor, I wasn't given an apology. Instead I was given the following false statements:

1.) That I never called Comcast to tell them there was a problem with the custom ring number.
2.) The problem occurred because I did not opt for the custom ring until 2 days later. (This is total shit, as I made it very clear to the salesman at the point of sale that it was imperative that my old custom ring number transferred over.)

I was actually quote impressed how Sam could stay composed and tell me this pure shit as I grilled her about her legal responsibility to give me the services that I had been paying for since day 1. She even told me to have a nice afternoon before she hung up, and I believe she even meant it. It was said the tone, We-don't-give-a-flying-fuck-about-you-but-don't-take-it-personally expressions. Sammy is one cool, collected composed, woman. A truly exceptional and rare asshole. It is assholes like her that make the world go 'round. I fully endorse hiring this woman for any company that wants to treat their customers like pure shit.

After my talk with Sam, I spoke to the good ol' Depeartment of Telecommunication & Energy in Massachusets. These are the people who oversee the utilities so that they do not exploit their monopoly status. I spoke to someone not nearly composed as Sam, named Beverely. Beverely was in fact a fucking moron. Bev called me back a few hours later and read me a statement, which basically paraphrased the shit that Sam had told me. (It was probably read by Sam.) When I asked Bev for a copy of what she had read me, she said she couldn't send it to me, that it came to her in an e-mail. I asked Bev to e-mail it to me then. But no, she couldn't do that. Also, if I had any other questions or issues, I needed to take them up with Comcast, not the Department of Telecommunications and Energy.

It is HIGHLY QUESTIONABLE to me whether those fuckers at Telecommunications & Energy have the legal right to withhold information pertinent to my complaint.

So there you go. We have tax dollars going to a government agency who is supposed to advocate for the consumer, but instead acts as a rubber stamp for exploits of monopoly utilities for which the Republicans bend over backwards to deregulate.

The more I think about how corrupt the system is, the angrier I get. I want to do something about it. I want to expose these fuckers. We live with such horseshit hypocrisy. I am trying to get together an Internet radio station together now. I don't have the time right now, and I need some more bread, but I'm hoping that I can do so something eventually, in my own way.

2003-11-17T01:38:00.000-05:00

Saddam Hussein takes over this Blog

I swear to God. I am not fucking with you. After publishing my last blog, I clicked the "View Blog" tab and there was a photo of Saddam's dead son. I forget which one -- I think it was the older, psycho one, with Arabic writing. When I hit the reset button, I saw the page as I normally should.

Perhaps this Georgy Groupie Blog is really a covert center for Bathist resistance. Perhaps if the Americans kill this blog, they will capture Saddam and win over the hearts, minds, and money of the Iraqi people.

Now I'm angry at myself for not saving the photo. I'll see if it's still in my cache. Even if I find it, I don't know what to do with it, as I can't upload anything with a free blog service..

I would like it to be on record that while this Blog denounces the illegal occupation of Iraq, we would prefer it if the Iraqi resistance find another avenue to relay secret messages, as we would like to keep this blog firmly under sovereign Georgy Lover control. This blog is not about Saddam, it's about Georgy.

I hope Ashcroft doesn't seize my computer after having said all this. Really, there is nothing to find on my computer but the pathetic vices of a lonely old guy who loves Georgy. I'll try to dig up the Saddam brood photo.

2003-11-17T01:15:00.000-05:00

I've met Jake La Motta's Granddaughter, and you haven't

Where is Georgy? No bloggie for Georgie lately.

Today is my birthday.

Ha-ha. As if anyone gives a shit.

I'm 38. Slightly encrusted, but still pretty handsome and can deliver the goods. Well, actually, to be honest, it has been so long since I've made a delivery, that I can not say for sure whether I'm still capable, yet, theoretically I should be able to deliver.

My mother and my stepfather took me to O'Leary's in Boston for dinner, where I had a portion of Dublin style Fish 'n Chips, the size of which was fit for a mouse or perhaps a skinny rat. They had a very good atmosphere though. Played live, traditional Irish music, which help to drown out sound of my mother and stepfather, who can get rather annoying at times.

Coming back to my place I was hearing this cool radio show. The DJ was playing clips of Scorsese movies in between some very cool songs. He played this bit from "Raging Bull," and it made me think of La Motta -- not Jake La Motta, played by Robert De Nero in "Raging Bull," but Jake La Motta's granddaughter, who I met in my college dorm room. She was with her boyfriend at the time, who happened to be there to do some business with my roommate. I remember her as one of the nicest people I've ever met. But it's more than that. There was such lovable innocence and life to this girl. I don't remember her name. She introduced herself to me as so-and-so La Matta, then looked at me with anticipation as if I was supposed to know her. She said "La Matta..." again, as if she was trying to jog my memory ... "Raging Bull ... Jake La Matta ... I'm his granddaughter." I was impressed. But I guess more impressed with the sweet way she presented herself. We didn't talk for long. Her boyfriend wanted to go. I never saw her again. She was beautiful, but what left such a large impression on me in the 2 or 3 minutes we talked was how friendly she was to me. Most people aren't that nice to me.

Jake La Motta has said himself about how brutal and rotten he was to his wife, but he couldn't have been all that bad to have come out with such a great granddaughter.

2003-11-15T10:44:00.000-05:00

Georgy Not Expected to Live to 25

Georgy hasn't made any posts to her blog lately so I did a little digging and found this e-mail on her website that was to her:

Date: Sun, 5 Oct 2003 06:28:26 EDT
To: georgy@georgyforgov.com
Subject: Oct. 4 Arnold rally
I was at the Arnold Schwarzenegger rally today (Oct. 4), and saw a one of your supporters yelling at Arnold, calling him a groper as well as a lot of other things. Although it is well within her rights to do this, I don't agree with this method of trying to get your point across, as it is rude and inconsiderate of others trying to listen to what Arnold had to say. I then saw her getting pushed around throughout the crowd, then I saw someone write something on her back. I tried to make my way over there to stop people from harming her anymore but, she had already made her way to another part of the crowd that wasn't as hostile. I would like to apologize for the actions that some of the other Arnold supporters took in trying to shut her up. I haven't yet made up my mind as to who I'm voting for on Tuesday but, because this woman seemed so passionate about this campaign and took that kind of abuse to get her point across, all the while keeping her chin high. I will read through your website and see what you have to offer this state.
P.S. was that woman OK? Did she get hurt at all?

The woman in the reference "was that woman OK?" I believe is Goergy!

Georgy is a bit reckless. Or perhaps suicidal. She is calling Arnold a "Groper" in a crowd of Arnold supporters. Is Georgy crazy? These are ARNOLD PEOPLE. They are not like you and I. They are special … they are ARNOLDERS … good Christ Georgy, you're going to get yourself killed. And from the story I read on your website, you almost did get yourself killed. And if that happened there would be nobody around for me to worship from afar.

Georgy, I am just a lonely, old guy. If I was a wise person, I wouldn't be writing this blog, I would be too busy having sex. But Georgy, as rule of thumb, don't fuck with a rally full of crazed Arnold Supporters. You're just looking for trouble when you do that. Stay away from Arnold Supporters. Go and criticize a kinder, gentler candidate.

What's funny about the e-mail -- what is so INSANE is "I tried to make my way over there to stop people from harming her anymore but, she had already made her way to another part of the crowd that wasn't as hostile."

The key phrase here is "wasn't as hostile" This Gandhi contingent of Arnolders probably only spat on her as opposed to stepping on her face.

2003-11-15T10:18:00.000-05:00

Screwed Again by the Shaws Empire

I am pissed, really pissed. I am pissed about going to Shaws and really needing a chocolate bar, and buying a thicky, and coming home and finding that there was no chocolate bar. They had screwed me. Decieved me, again. And the checkout/baggage girls, they were so friendly this morning. It is a conspiracy. They are being friendly to draw your attention away from their taking your candy away when you're not looking. I believe that there is contest between the cashiers to see who could remove the most food from customers. There is another contest at Shaws, which is, who could break the customers plastic bag first, by packing the bag to about 5 times its capacity. And let us not forgot the ol', who could stock the aisles with the rottenest, dead-bug-laden produce.

The chocolate bar didn't actually show up on my receipt. Had it, I would have gone back and complained, but being that they didn't charge me, and I had not the energy to go back there, I settled for just bitching about it in my blog.

What I'm really, really pissed about is my first week of blogs being lost forever because I neglected to configure the thing to archive my blogs. This was my fault. I should have known better. There was only one blog which was important, which was the first one, which went into the mission of the blog, who I am, who Georgy Russell is. I spent hours making it, because it was the critical blog. I really don't have the energy to try to rewrite it. Fuck it.

2003-11-12T19:06:00.000-05:00

Georgy Sees Kucinich

Georgy posted an interested blog about going to see a talk by Kucinich. As you might know, this blog has endorsed Kucinich for some time now. After reading Georgy's account of the talk, I am reminded of the depressing fact that this guy not only has no chance of winning, but probably very little chance of being able to get enough votes to influence any of the other candidates.

It is rather hopeless and futile really. I think Michael Moore bares some responsibility in not giving Kucinich an endorsement, and instead, giving Clark a sort of half-assed endorsement. Shit, that's just what we need another New Democratic. Dean is a New Democrat, but he at least has the good sense to pretend he's a real Democrat.

This Blog is still going with Kucinich, and we will not waver in our support for the most progressive candidate.

2003-11-11T18:04:00.000-05:00

Georgy Claims Mac Discrimination

Quote from Georgy:

But I just realized that Mac users are being discriminated against. I'm sure you're saying "what else is new?" or perhaps thinking "mac users deserve it." It's time for us all to join the mac users and fight Penn State who is sanctioning this behavior! Napster only provides Windows downloads and it's time for Steve Jobs to step up.

While I am a die-hard Georgyist, I must strongly disagree with her statement that Mac users are being discriminated against because Napster only provides Windows downloads.

Mac users aren't being discriminated against. When you buy a Mac, you are doing so with the understanding that you're buying a computer that has a smaller sliver of market-share. The reason why many companies choose not to support the Mac is because there is too much investment involved in making Mac apps.

I think that instead of Georgy telling Steve Jobs to step up to Mac discrimination, she should be telling Jobs to stop bleeding Mac consumers for every single cent they have by selling them not only overpriced hardware, but $120.00 operating system updates, that come about every year. If Jobs wasn't so fucking greedy, then maybe more people would buy Macs, which would create a bigger market for Mac software.

Furthermore, I might be wrong, but wasn't it Apple that was one of the pioneers of the paid music download service -- and didn't this only work for people who own Apples? If this is true, then using Georgy's argument, non-Mac users are being discriminated against by Apple.

I think that what is really going on here is that Georgy is using Napster as an excuse to bash Microsoft.

2003-11-10T22:38:00.000-05:00

Praise for Jessica Lynch

This Blog officially recognizes former POW, Jessica Lynch as a true American Hero, for not willing to go along with the fiction of her rescue.

Just say no, folks. If Jessica could, you could too. You don't have to submit. Just say no to the Pentagon and its handmaiden, the Right-Wing Media Monopoly.

2003-11-10T02:42:00.000-05:00

397 American Soldiers Dead

Turned on the News. Death Toll of American Soldiers now 397.

That's 397 kids dead for no good reason.

I wonder how many Iraqi babies must die in collateral damages for every American life wasted.

I wonder if the scum bastard, Bush looses an ounce of sleep over the needless bloodbath he's responsible for.

2003-11-09T06:19:00.000-05:00

The Truth About "Barney"

I had a horrifying epiphany while watching "Barney" the other day. He is not the friendly dinosaur he pretends to be.

If Barney's head were shrunk to about half its size. If big spiny scales were added to his back. If his skin was not purple but dark and porous. If he was as tall as a skyscraper. If instead of singing obnoxious songs with pretentious children, he made booming honk-like grunts and flattened fleeing Japanese like bugs, this would be Godzilla.

This, I believe, is a conspiracy set forth by the liberal elite who control Public Television, to subvert the minds of youth.

2003-11-08T19:44:00.000-05:00

Existential Moment

I'm having an existential moment. I was fine. Everything was going well. I'd clocked 45 minutes of solid work. I was then supposed to do my laundry, drag my old mattress into the dumpster, mop my floor, then go back to work. But then I learned that someone in my building had died. I didn't know him that well, but I liked the poor old guy, and I don't like too many people. I spent some time with his wife and friends because it was the appropriate thing to do. She gave me a whole shitload of food. Cookies. All kinds of shit. I have no willpower, so of course I had to eat a good ten pounds of cookies. If there were another ten pounds of these cookies, I'd gladly eat them as well. And while I was eating this I turned the tube on and started watching this shit movie on the Sci-fi network, which I'm still watching, not because it's any good but because I'm getting existential. I'll eventually store up enough willpower to get back to work (probably) but now I can just think about how lonely and horny I am. And how I am going to be so fucked and homeless if I don't find a way of getting some bread together. And when I'm homeless, the least of my problems are going to be the futility of getting laid.

2003-11-07T14:52:00.000-05:00

Georgy Makes Campaign Stop with Biker Gang

Georgy is seen in the photo below (rear center) making a campaign stop to be photographed with one the meanest, toughest biker gangs in California, "The Road Runners."

Georgy was unable to attend the rumble which followed later between the "The Road Runners," and their rival biker gang -- "The Wile E. Coyotes," but told the gang that they were all free to come by later that evening to her house for an ice cream party, provided that they dress their wounds beforehand and not bleed all over her carpet.

2003-11-06T21:12:00.000-05:00

Blogging is for Losers

Okay, Cod eaten. What a delicious animal Cod is.

While I'm waiting for my sweet potato to cook, I am going to take this opportunity to tell you what you probably don't want to hear.

Blogging is Bad. I would even go as far as to say that Blogging is for Losers. I hate to sound like an asshole, but let's face facts: There are about 8 billion bloggers in the world. It's an estimate. I'm including the generic (Blog-like websites) as well in this figure.

So if there's 8 billion bloggers, that means there are about a Gazillion blogs being put out each day. And the sad part about this is that, with exception to a few A-list bloggers, nobody is reading these Gazillion blogs. Nobody frankly gives a shit. Even more sad is that most blogs are completely boring and useless, and nobody really cares but the blogbrains writing them. For example, I have to literally force people at gunpoint to read this blog. I also believe that it is only the threat of death which makes people say the lovely things about it that they do.

I have actually seen some very good, talented bloggers out there, but they weren't A-Listers, and I can assure you that nobody is reading even the talented bloggers, unless of course they are A-Listers.

You might argue that by my logic, not only am I a loser but Georgy is also a loser. Well, I'm a loser, but not because I blog. I am a groupie -- a Georgy groupie. There is a greater purpose to my blogging. And Georgy -- well, she has attained a celebrity status, and actually has a following, which legitimizes her blogging efforts.

2003-11-06T20:34:00.000-05:00

Georgy sees Matrix III

I am in that sort of limbo state where I am waiting for my supper to cook but am too hungry to work any more.

I always wait too long to put the meat in the oven.

Georgy blogged today about seeing Matrix III -- at work even. She works at Veritas. These are the people make my screwed-up DVD writing software. I have yet to see any CDROM/DVD writing software/hardware that works as advertised. In my opinion, it is a severely shitty technology.

Georgy didn't like Matrix III, neither did the BBC. After Seeing Matrix II, you would need to pay me to see Matrix III. I think the thing about Matrix II that bothered me so much was that scene where everyone was dancing to techo, and it went on for about 3 hours. Perhaps I'm exaggerating. It was more like an hour.

Cod is burning. Bye.

2003-11-05T13:32:00.000-05:00

Georgy Goes Goth

No. Actually it is just a Halloween thing.

2003-11-05T04:19:00.000-05:00

I feel as though I am comfortable enough with my masculinity to come out of the closet and tell you that I love the Power Puff Girls!

They are my heroes and I can just eat these girls up.

(I don't mean that in the dirty way.)

So long as we are on this topic, Georgy had found a quote on Gropinater's website where he used the expression "eating pussy."

Now that we have come to know Gropey, his use of the expression "eating pussy" is not too surprising, given that he is a crass bastard who has no concept of what is appropriate outside a locker room full of steroid freaks.

The strange thing about this is that not only has the quote mysteriously vanished from Gropey's website, the allusion to it on Georgy's website also seems to have vanished. It is like an Orwellian rewrite of history. Well, I wouldn't go that far, but there is a faint odor of conspiracy.

If you are reading this, Georgy, please tell me how I can find a copy of the article where the quote was made.

2003-11-05T01:37:00.000-05:00

In a Time, Long, Long, Ago..."

I am supposed to be doing work right now, but have decided instead to play a little hooky. And, also, to avoid my obligations to get to the main topic of this blog: Georgy Russell.

I have decided instead to talk about sex. I once had sex. It was long ago, during my youth. I was a soldier then, during the Second Punic War. I don't remember how sex felt, but I do remember that it felt good. That is all that I can remember from a time long, long ago...

That is all. I just needed to have this nostalgic moment and get back to work now.

2003-11-04T21:05:00.000-05:00

CBS forced to pull Reagan mini-series

Source: FT.com Financial Times
CBS on Tuesday announced it was pulling The Reagans off the network, saying: "Although the mini-series features impressive production values and acting performances...it does not present a balanced portrayal of the Reagans."

Wake up you sleepyhead Americans! You're being screwed. Screwed like a black man by white guards with broomsticks in a New York City Jail.

The Right is spreading like a cancer, crushing dissent, stifling discourse and the free exchange of information. How dare we even risk tarnishing the memory of our great and fearless former leader, Ronald Reagan. How dare we!

You don't have to take this shit quietly, ya bunch of passive bastards. Get out there with your blogs, or whatever tool is at your disposal, and extricate this heinous cancer!

2003-11-04T07:48:00.000-05:00

Georgy Russell, my dream woman

Georgy Russells' Blog

Georgy's Gubernatorial Campaign Website

I hate for the first words to come out of this blog to sound so mean-spirited, but who is the retarded idiot who wrote the registration forms for blogger? I must of tried ten aliases before I settled on a shitty one that wasn't in use. And every time I tried an alias that was already in use, the password fields would clear. It got really annoying. Then on the next form, where it wants a title for the blog, when I submitted the form, it tells me the title is too long, but doesn't tell me what the character limit is.

What irks me is not so much the incompetence of this programmer, but the fact that I am a terminally unemployed programmer, and incompetent idiot programmers are out there living the good life while I am reduced to the sad state of writing a pathetic blog.

While this blog is pathetic, the object of this blog, Georgy Russell, is not. Georgy is a former candidate for
Governor of California. She is young. I'm too lazy right now to find her exact age, but it's around 23. Comparatively speaking I am old. I am 37. I would say that I strongly agree with Georgy's progressive beliefs, yet, if it were just her political opinions, I wouldn't be writing this blog. I'm going to be straight with you: I love Georgy.

Now don't get me wrong. It is not a weird, stalker type of love. I have not, nor will not attempt to contact Georgy in any way, unless she contacts me first. I don't expect Georgy to contact me either. While I lead an overactive fantasy life, I am fully prepared to submit to the harsh reality of a world without ever knowing Georgy personally. I am even prepared to face the inevitability of the bastard New York Yankees stealing another pennant away from the Red Sox. I can handle reality. I can handle the truth.

The type of love I feel for Georgy is akin to say, the love you might have for a beautiful movie star that is also highly intelligent. And when they inevitably marry, you think, "O shit, that blows my whole goddamn fantasy of becoming a screenwriter and meeting them by chance at a party some day." (You inevitably get more fantasy
fodder, as Hollywood marriages typically last only a few years -- and that's dog years.)

Georgy is not only tremendously cute, and sharp as hell, but she's independent. She does her own thing and doesn't give a shit if people don't like it. Georgy represents, for me, everything I always wanted in woman, yet never had.

I think that Georgy's words merit closer analysis. I am going to treat Georgy's Blog as I would the Talmud, going over it word by word to get at the ultimate truth. And, hopefully, other followers will comment on what I have to say, and, who knows? … maybe I will start a whole revolution. Old guys will come out of the woodwork everywhere, open their windows and shout out, "I'm old and lonely as hell, and I love Georgy, damnit!"

I should also add that this is not going to be simply a fan blog. This is a critical analysis of Georgy Russell. I am going to attempt to employ critical thinking in my analysis of her statements, and when I see something questionable, or something I don't agree with, I'm going to let you know.

I will probably feel compelled to poke fun of Georgy at times, because some of the things she does are a little crazy, yet, I hope blogbrains will understand that I really do have a great deal of respect for this young woman. I think that if we didn't have Georgys in this world, there wouldn't be much of a point to living. Georgy is the hope of the future.