The Marquette Chileans have a website. If you speak Spanish you might understand what it says, too.
OpMario.4t.com
"What You Got, What You Got in Your Hand?" a Father Said to Son
Yes, Mr. Matthews, that is a nice vat of pickles.
Thanks to AntsMarching.org for the link to this photo.
Thanks to AntsMarching.org for the link to this photo.
Jerk Alert!
Read the whole description.
Edit: eBay took it down. It was a guy selling a picture of his computer. Last I checked bidding was around $625.
Edit: eBay took it down. It was a guy selling a picture of his computer. Last I checked bidding was around $625.
Testing, Testing…
I just got FireFox on my computer. If you're still using Internet Explorer, change now!
And to make up for the fact that this is totally wasted post, I'll tell you some late political jokes.
Joke #1
John Kerry walks into a bar. The bartender says, "Hey, why the long face?"
Joke #2 (Thanks to Mr. Packer)
George W. Bush walks into a bar. The bartender says, "Hey, I haven't seen you since 1982!"
And to make up for the fact that this is totally wasted post, I'll tell you some late political jokes.
Joke #1
John Kerry walks into a bar. The bartender says, "Hey, why the long face?"
Joke #2 (Thanks to Mr. Packer)
George W. Bush walks into a bar. The bartender says, "Hey, I haven't seen you since 1982!"
Here, Have Some Cheese With That
With the finalization of the presidential election, the liberal elite is out in full force. There is a small but vocal section of the population that thinks they know what the average American needs better than the average American does. A perfect example is last night (Wednesday November 3)'s episode of The Daily Show.
The tone all night was bitter toward people who voted for Bush. Don't get me wrong, it was fairly funny. But the standard line of thought went something like this: "59 million people voted against the person I voted for. Those people are stupid." At one point, John Stewart concluded that voters must "smoke crack." Then one of his correspondants stated that Bush didn't have "mandate" last term. What the heck is mandate? Is it some kind of permission to act as president? The Constitution says you get to be president when you get a majority of the electoral votes. I doesn't mention "mandate" anywhere. I interpret that to mean that you get all the powers of the presidency whether you win by 2 or 200 electoral votes, but then again, I'm not a Supreme Court justice. Maybe "mandate" is hiding somewhere next to "right to privacy."
I Didn't Even Know They Had They Internet In Small Town New Hampshire
Maybe it should be revoked if they can't think of anything better than this to post.
Hope You're Not Sick of Relient K or All the Songs They Play
Relient K released their new CD mmhmm today. I don't have it yet, but I'm waiting for it to come in the mail. A source who commented on the condition of anonymity* reported that his face was "melted" from being rocked off. We'll see. The Flametroll is ready to rock.
*Sharkey
I Was Thinking Over Thinking
I am in the middle of doing my Java programming homework right now and it's hard as a presidential candidate's hairspray job. Yeah, I'm whining but I know I'm not getting any sympathy here, because I'm stuck in the middle in terms of computer skill. People who don't know computers probably would think I'm some kind of god because I can print strings of insults out on the screen. On the other hand, people who actually code Java are laughing at me because I'm struggling with do-while loops. Right now they are thinking of insults that they can print about me. They will probably not use do-while loops. What a bunch of pansies.
But the point of that explanation is to say that I have no idea why my brain feels so tired. What part of the brain is it that wears out? It doesn't have muscle fibers that break down with wear. I don't picture my noodle being like those huge guys that intimidate me while I work out with my 25 pound weights at the gym (not that I'm dwelling on those muscle bound mouth breathers who. . . ooh, please don't hurt me. Ow, please?) I'm hoping the grey matter can't just start to dissolve. (I do have to blow my nose though. I better weigh my head.) So to find out the science behind this phenomenon, I consulted Dr. Imadeanameup.
According to the good doctor, scientists have studied the effects of concentrated effort on the brain, but haven't yet come to any conclusions. Usually this is because they spend most of the time playing the "xerox my butt" prank with the CAT scanners. Scientists are apparently a silly lot. I mean, it's obvious they made this up. I'm a little concerned about those bones. Has anyone seen Elijah Wood lately?
I guess that just goes to show that science doesn't have all the answers and I'm going to have to do the research myself. As soon as these CAT scans print out.
But the point of that explanation is to say that I have no idea why my brain feels so tired. What part of the brain is it that wears out? It doesn't have muscle fibers that break down with wear. I don't picture my noodle being like those huge guys that intimidate me while I work out with my 25 pound weights at the gym (not that I'm dwelling on those muscle bound mouth breathers who. . . ooh, please don't hurt me. Ow, please?) I'm hoping the grey matter can't just start to dissolve. (I do have to blow my nose though. I better weigh my head.) So to find out the science behind this phenomenon, I consulted Dr. Imadeanameup.
According to the good doctor, scientists have studied the effects of concentrated effort on the brain, but haven't yet come to any conclusions. Usually this is because they spend most of the time playing the "xerox my butt" prank with the CAT scanners. Scientists are apparently a silly lot. I mean, it's obvious they made this up. I'm a little concerned about those bones. Has anyone seen Elijah Wood lately?
I guess that just goes to show that science doesn't have all the answers and I'm going to have to do the research myself. As soon as these CAT scans print out.
More Poll Numbers
Zzzzzz…
PollingReport.com, as usual.
It's a lot more mixed than its been in the last couple of weeks. And I'm too lazy to copy the numbers over. Click the link, already.
PollingReport.com, as usual.
It's a lot more mixed than its been in the last couple of weeks. And I'm too lazy to copy the numbers over. Click the link, already.
I Am Not Making This Up
Dave Barry taking a year-long sabbatical!
Now what am I going to read on Sunday mornings? Other than Dilbert, I mean.
Now what am I going to read on Sunday mornings? Other than Dilbert, I mean.
When you see this, post a bit of poetry in your blog (and also post this heading, otherwise people will think your blog has become a poetry blog)
Master Matt has commanded so obey I must.
I left college and came home with a box.
All I wanted was to change my socks.
But my mom's loathing
Of washing my clothing
Had led her to change all the locks.
I left college and came home with a box.
All I wanted was to change my socks.
But my mom's loathing
Of washing my clothing
Had led her to change all the locks.
No Headline is Suitable
The Cardinals are in the World Series for the first time since 1987. And I am out of my mind with joy.
We Kept on Fighting 'Til the End
Actually, we just kept on showing up. Yes, it's official: Team M.E.A.N. (Marquette Engineers and Nurses) is the new champion of the Fall 2004 Co-Ed Softball B League. "Why do I care?" you might be asking yourself right now. The answer is you don't. You most likely don't even know me and you're only coming here to be amused. So if that's what you want, then I will simply answer your questions.
YOU: So, yeah. Why do I care?
Flametroll: Because it was epic softball play that can be seen as a symbol of life itself. M.E.A.N. was a team that was thrown together from a group of freshmen who barely knew each other. From mere acquaintances it became a cohesive team that outlasted the more seasoned opposition. In fact, all of the opposing teams were covered in much more garlic than any M.E.A.N. player ever was.
Although its record was a mere 2-3, M.E.A.N. came back against all odds. It was a team that (due to bracket oddities) had to win three games to become champions rather than the 1 or 2 wins the other teams needed. Most of all it was a team that got its collective backside out of bed every Sunday morning to make eleven o'clock or noon game time. This turned out to be the decisive factor.
Y: Why?
FT:Because the teams M.E.A.N. was supposed to play in the semi-finals and finals both forfeited because their players failed to show up.
Y: What a bunch of losers!
FT: That's what we think too. Although we would never say so.
Y: You that this applies to life itself. What was that supposed to mean?
FT: I never said that.
Y: Yes, you did.
FT: Did not.
Y: Did too.
FT: Oh yeah, I did. But I didn't mean it.
Y: Are you looking for a way out of debt?
FT: Leave me alone.
Y: But I swear I can get you some V1a:graa! or Ci@lis reeel cheep!
YOU: So, yeah. Why do I care?
Flametroll: Because it was epic softball play that can be seen as a symbol of life itself. M.E.A.N. was a team that was thrown together from a group of freshmen who barely knew each other. From mere acquaintances it became a cohesive team that outlasted the more seasoned opposition. In fact, all of the opposing teams were covered in much more garlic than any M.E.A.N. player ever was.
Although its record was a mere 2-3, M.E.A.N. came back against all odds. It was a team that (due to bracket oddities) had to win three games to become champions rather than the 1 or 2 wins the other teams needed. Most of all it was a team that got its collective backside out of bed every Sunday morning to make eleven o'clock or noon game time. This turned out to be the decisive factor.
Y: Why?
FT:Because the teams M.E.A.N. was supposed to play in the semi-finals and finals both forfeited because their players failed to show up.
Y: What a bunch of losers!
FT: That's what we think too. Although we would never say so.
Y: You that this applies to life itself. What was that supposed to mean?
FT: I never said that.
Y: Yes, you did.
FT: Did not.
Y: Did too.
FT: Oh yeah, I did. But I didn't mean it.
Y: Are you looking for a way out of debt?
FT: Leave me alone.
Y: But I swear I can get you some V1a:graa! or Ci@lis reeel cheep!
