Ok, so I didn’t make the top 50, but at $2,338,886.00 I’m damn expensive. So how much are you worth?

Anyone else besides me ever notice that Ace Frehley looks a lot like Pennywise?

Via News of the Weird – estimated accidents in the home according to an annual report from Britain’s Department of Trade and Industry, and detailed in a June issue of New Scientist

• 36 people were sent to the hospital for injuries associated with teapot covers
• approx. 165 for injuries from placemats
• 330 from toilet paper holders
• and approx. 13,000 from vegetables
• sponge-related accidents fell from 996 to 787.

Those wacky Britons; always living life to the fullest.

I didn’t think it had been that long since I last cleaned my bathroom, but it must be longer than I thought, because there were bugs hanging around the toilet having a pool party. They were using my towels and floating around on my rubber duck. They’d converted my q-tips into tiny tiki torches and had strung up my christmas lights like chinese lanterns. I was aghast.

I turned around to unplug the lights and put an end to their little soiree, and found some sort of bizarre pagan ritual going on at the sink. Two bugs in ceremonial dress were walking a third up the faucet and out over the drain. I heard a faint chant and suddenly they threw him off. There was a horrific scream as he entered the drain, followed by cheers from the crowd.

Dear God in heaven, what have i done?!

“You’ll pay for this, you souless creatures of the underworld!”, I cried, as I slammed the door shut. I ran to the garage, and grabbed brick and mortar and proceeded to seal up the doorway in an effort to block their escape. They can rot in there, for all I care. I’m not gonna clean up after some bug party. I’ll build another bathroom first.

ascii and maybe I’ll tell ya.

What’s the matter, did all the jingle writers die or something?

Every day I see/hear another car commercial featuring a song from my youth. Is my generation so out of ideas that they can’t even write a jingle anymore? Do they have to take the music that I grew up on, which still means something to me, and make me associate it with buying a car every time I hear it?

Can’t someone please make them stop?

A clip from a recently recieved email from my soon to be ex ISP states:

Dear Verizon Online Customer:

If you are sending email using an email address other than one provided by Verizon Online, this message affects you. Effective, August 8, 2001, you will no longer be able to send email from any email address other than the one provided by Verizon Online (this includes privately branded domains and secondary ISP accounts).

We are taking this action as a result of our continuing efforts to improve the quality and reliability of Verizon’s mail system and is one of several steps to help reduce spam. The effect of this change is that Verizon Online email will no longer support sending email from other ISP accounts or privately branded domains that are not hosted by Verizon Online.

This has to be the lamest thing I’ve ever heard of. It’s part of what I pay them for for chrissakes!

A moving documentary on PBS. Geisha – a look inside the little-understood world of the Japanese geisha. Women trained to be the perfect companion for men. Wonderfully filmed with great music, and just fascinating. An interesting fact is that at one time there were eighty thousand trained geishas. There are now fewer than a thousand.

An explanation.

Initially Media Temple began receiving reports of minor disk corruption Thursday evening (failed email, a missing file here and there). Our staff began taking immediate corrective actions to repair the disk, and thus discovered that a single drive on the RAID array had failed without proper alerts or notifications. Without downtime we immediately replaced the drive to restore the RAID to its full operational status, normally a safe procedure. Consequently, major disk corruption occurred and the new drive also failed during the rebuild. We now understand the server problem to be beyond a simple disk failure.

Not to worry, I’m not going anywhere.

Like you were worried.

k10k has gone to camp for the summer.

“…and this one time, at web camp…”