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Jan 30

Be More Vague

It is okay to believe in things as long as you are suitably vague about them.  

For example, if I meet a woman at a party and she tells me she believes in ghosts, I will think that she is a very stupid person because ghosts do not exist.  This is why many people who believe in ghosts will immediately follow up their admission by adding something like:

“I mean, I believe there might or might not be an…energy…that we believe is ghosts and this energy hasn’t been completely classified by science yet and that is why we may or may not think of it as supernatural”

This person has now mitigated the sad and blatant ignorance of her previous statement. She is not dumb.   She is “open-minded.”  She is foot-loose, fancy free.  Even though she believes something that is obviously super retarded, I can rest easy in the fact that she is suitably vague about it and probably does not believe it so strongly that it will affect our evening plans.   I may even enjoy having an ‘eccentric’ friend like her!

If a person is more specific about their belief in ghosts, however, we have a huge problem.  For example, if the same woman told me she believed in ghosts, then followed it up by saying:

“I’ve seen ghosts.  My house is haunted and I’ve talked to ghosts!

Now I’m hoping I can get out of this conversation as fast as humanly fucking possible.  This is way too specific!  BE MORE VAGUE!  I’ve immediately decided this woman is a crackpot.  She will probably try to get me to join a pyramid scheme, or attend a reading in a book store that smells funny.  No thanks!

The more specific she is, the more my reaction worsens.  If, for example, she told me she believed in ghosts and then said:

Ghosts are the forgotten shades of corpses who have had the buttons stolen from their waistcoats by blasphemous grave-robbers!

Now I have a responsibility to inform the host of the party that there is a schizophrenic on the loose at his shin-dig.  Probably we will have to spend many hours trying to contact her next-of-kin to pick her up so they can check her into a mental health facility.  What a drag.

Do you see how being extremely vague makes her a more acceptable person?  BE MORE VAGUE.

Oddly enough, this same strategy also works when discussing the existence of God.

Let’s say I am meeting an acquaintance for a cup of coffee at one of the trendy cafes I frequent.  Let’s also suppose that, for some horrible reason, the topic of religion happens to come up.  If this person says to me “I believe in God,” my immediate reaction is “Uh oh.  Somebody didn’t go to college.” 

However, my acquaintance can ease my fears about his belief in God by saying something we often hear people say about God.  Something along the lines of:

“Well, I believe that god is, like, a shapeless, faceless, energy/force that sort of pervades everything and can become and is anything or nothing.”

Ah!  Suitably vague!  Maybe this guy did go to college after all, even if it was his safety school!  By making God an incredibly vague all-encompassing criteria-free proposition, this gentleman removes all potential conflict from his really shitty opinion.  His God is so vague that even by disagreeing with him…I’m sort of agreeing with him.   I can rest easy, knowing that I’m speaking to a rational person. I will categorize this acquaintance as someone who is “very spiritual.”

But! If my acquaintance tells me that he believes in God and then follows that up by saying:

I believe that God had a son named Jesus and that this book, the Holy Bible, is a true account of things that God did…

Too specific!  Too much detail!  I don’t like that he added that detail!  Now I can’t possibly agree with him.  Now, I sort of hate him.  And it’s not just me that will have a problem with his opinion. Millions of Jews and Muslims will also take issue!  This guy is basically pissing off a lot of people for no good reason at all.  Lots of people would think it’s a good idea to murder him now. And all because he was too specific.

It could be worse.  My acquaintance might say he believes in God and then go on to say:

In fact, I believe there are many Gods.  There is Vishnu, in all his glory, Shiva, who will one day destroy the world, and Ganesha, who has the face of an elephant.

A LIST OF SPECIFIC GODS?  Are you totally daft?  Are you ‘collecting them all’?  What are their super-powers?  What sort of fanciful rabbit-hole of wrong-headed gibberish did this bullshit fall out of?  Put it back because I don’t want to be subjected to it.  Honestly, if this is a religion it needs some re-organizing because it’s the 21st Century and people have picture-phones now.  It’s a little late in the game to worship elephants because your great grandfather’s people were routinely trampled by them.

1000 % too much detail!  This is the future and the future is VAGUE.

In our complex modern world, being vague is your steadfast ally.  We need look no further than our political leaders.  The president, senators, governors — these people have achieved far more than any of us can hope for.  They are rich and popular and decide the fate of provinces!  They are also always really vague.

The politician at his podium will say:

We are going to create jobs!

You may be tempted to ask “What kind of jobs?” or “How will we create them?”

The politician’s answer will always be “I can’t tell you that!”

If he gets more specific, less people will like him, and being liked his ONLY JOB.

We are going to fight evil!  We are going to implement change!  We are going to foster hope!

Now these are campaign promises ANYONE can get behind.  Let’s worry about the details later.  Or never.  In the meanwhile, let’s all try to be more vague.



Jan 19

Let Me Collect My Thoughts

INVENTION IDEA:

A machine where you put a quarter in and it punches you in the face.  Hard.  I would sell to boardwalk arcades and Dave & Buster’s franchises.

REALITY SHOW IDEA:

Candleboss.   A show where creative candle-makers compete to make the most elegant and unique candles.  Hosted by Rowdy Roddy Piper (?)

BOOKS (TO READ)

Stieg Larsson’s The Girl Who Got Raped then Raped Again trilogy

What Oprah Ate Vol. XII (May 2003-Jan 2006)

Franny and Zooey and Zombies: A Mash-up Novel by Seth Grahame-Smith and J.D. Salinger

Dirty Bomb Recipes Vol. 2

The Serious Anarchist’s Cookbook for Revolutionaries Who Are Definitely Planning on Taking Violent Action 

How to Hide Your Involvement in Incriminating Activities by Anonymous

Blogging About Everything in Your Life by Julie Powell

TV SHOWS (TO WATCH)

Nancy Grace - Season 1

LOST & Found: The Making of LOST - Season 3: The Making of Season 2

ERRANDS (TO RUN)

- Rig wrist watch to emit bright light that temporarily blinds police officers

- Feed army of rats

- Pick-up Elmo suit from dry cleaners

- Attend Sesame Street Swingers’ Party

- ‘Eat a dick’ (recommended by guy in traffic)

- Put together Bladerunner lego set

- Bake pot brownies for Grandpa’s retirement home bake sale.  Watch as old people get high.  Film as AV component for movie pitch next week.

LITTLE INSPIRATIONS

“Just when you’re thinking of giving up, it’s time to up what you can give”

— Me

“Just when you think you’re down and out, it’s time to go out there and score a first down!”

— Me, if I were a football coach

“Give a man a fish, he’ll eat for a day.  Teach a man to fish and he becomes a threat.”

— Jesus Christ

“I have buried ten million dollars worth of gold doubloons under the Washington Monument and only the map on the back of the Declaration of Independence will help you find it!”

— Benjamin Franklin

How ‘bout a bumper sandwich, booger-lips?”

— Ernest P. Worrel, Ernest: Scared Stupid




Jan 17

Henry Darger, Stand-up Comic

From Wikipedia:

Henry Joseph Darger, Jr. (ca. April 12, 1892 – April 13, 1973) was a reclusive American writer and artist who worked as a custodian in Chicago, Illinois.[1] He has become famous for his posthumously-discovered 15,145-page, single-spaced fantasy manuscript called The Story of the Vivian Girls, in What is known as the Realms of the Unreal, of the Glandeco-Angelinian War Storm, Caused by the Child Slave Rebellion, along with several hundred drawings and watercolor paintings illustrating the story.[2] Darger’s work has become one of the most celebrated examples of outsider art.”

In the Realms of the Unreal is a fascinating documentary and Henry Darger was a unique man.  One of the strangest things in the documentary is how Darger depicts young girls in his drawings.  It is likely that Darger never had sex and never laid eyes on a nude female form.  Thus, Darger’s work contains thousands of drawings of naked little girls who have penises:

Here is my impression of Henry Darger if he had been a stand-up comedian:

“Hey, good to be here everyone!  Thanks for having me!

You ever notice how little girls are always swinging their dicks around?  They got them little cute dicks too.  They’re always putting bows and ribbons and shit on their dicks.

Black little girls have HUGE dicks.  A black little girl has to stand twelve feet away from the urinal.  Black little girl is standing in the STALL pissing in the urinal!  She’s all little and cute like ‘Hey am I gettin’ any piss in the thing here?  I can’t tell I’m in the other motherfucking room!  Also: I am a little girl.’

The other night, just for laughs, me and my buddies went in the tranny bar.  They got guys in there who get operations to be women.  They get breasts put on.  That is the only change they have to make and then they are completely female. 

You ever see a little girl with a hard-on?  Me niether.  What’s a hard-on?  Little girls have tiny limp penises.

The other day I saw this little girl who had to go to the bathroom and I went to help her pee over in the woods and her mother got really mad at me!  I was all like: “What’s the problem?  She’s got a dick same as I do!  We all have dicks!”

I tell you, sometimes it’s hard to understand women.  But at least we have one thing in common.  Our dicks.  Both men and women and especially little girls have them!

Hey, I gotta go.  But fellas, if you want to make your woman happy on the way home tonight, give her a blowjob while you’re driving her home.  I don’t know what a blow job is, but women can receive them!

That’s been my time!  You were a great crowd!  Good night!”


Jan 13

A Simple Blog for Simple Working People

What follows is the employee newsletter that I send out to all employees of JaredLogan.com.  My leadership inspires them.

Life doesn’t get any better than this.

A ceiling.  Four walls.  One room.  A small radiator that provides an un-ostentatious amount of heat. One electric lightbulb swinging above you, providing a warm glow with which to read the Approved literature and the pamphlets I’ve assigned you.

I’m so glad I can provide all of these things for you simple working people.  Every day I’m thankful I’m able to employ you, because without me, you would have none of this.

It’s good to be thankful.  As I sit here in my moon-chair in my mansion on the hill (a mansion that I purchased through back-breaking toil and my own ingenuity at creative mortgage appraisal) I’m reminded of all the things I’m thankful for.

I’m thankful for our lord and savior Jesus Christ (a simple carpenter, who sacrificed his own life for his stockholders — namely, you and me)

I’m thankful for the high nutritional content of Logan’s Own Meal-in-a-Box Employee rations.  By the way, that tan cube is pudding! (it’s okay to treat yourself!) (very rarely.)

I’m thankful for the leaders of our military, who keep us safe from people in Asia being un-free.

I’m thankful for the works of Friedrich Nietzsche, who taught me that a man of sufficient intellect is not beholden to the laws of society (don’t look for him in the Employee Compound library.  His books are for vice presidents and CEOs only!)

I’m thankful for Moroccan whores, one of the perks of the JaredLogan.com Executive Benefits Package.  Remember, the winner of this month’s Unpaid Overtime Competition will receive ten free minutes with my personal concubine Amina.

I’m thankful for guns: my right to carry one and to use it as a discipline tool.

But mostly, I’m thankful for my good little male and female workers.  You are what make this company a success.  Without you, I wouldn’t have any of this.  And without me, you would have nothing.

Always remember.

Well, I imagine you haven’t understood a lot of what you just read here, so as a way of showing thanks, I’ll provide you with a little simple entertainment that I think you might enjoy.

God Bless America


Jan 9

Psychology Today (May 1911)

Guys, just wanted to share this article I got out of a copy of Psychology Today dated May 1911!  It’s so wrong!

CARL JUNG: THE COMPONENTS OF PSYCHE

by Lucien Danberry-Ellsworth (Masters Creative Writing)

A proper understanding of the work of Carl Jung requires that the student master the four components that make up the Persona or soul:

Ego, Self, Shadow, and Poop-Hole.

The Ego is your conscious self.  This component of the psyche interprets your unconscious desires, placing them in a framework that allows you to act upon them while remaining within the bounds of what is permissive in your culture.  You can think of the Ego as the president of your soul.  In a tribal culture, the Ego is the soul’s chieftan or ju-ju man.  In some oriental cultures, the Ego is referred to as the Nin or Ninny or Nip Nip Nin Ninaroo. 

The Self is the legislative body of your soul.  The Self is a reactionary agent within your psyche that writes personal laws onto your unconscious in order to help you survive and prosper.  We should note that the Self is separate from the Persona where the Persona is the entirety of the components that make up one’s soul and the Self is the single component that converts trauma into a personal code.  Jung termed this component the Self  in order to make the concept more confusing. He did this in order to discourage communists or anarchists who would wish to use this information to subvert the order of god-mandated natural democracy.  Communists and anarchists lack the pineal tracts within the brain that allow for fine distinctions between abstract concepts.

The Shadow is your unconscious and comprises all of the trauma, fears, taboo desires and mental damages that you unwittingly carry with you through all your days.  If, for example, as a child, you were made to bathe naked with an unfamiliar uncle, the Shadow thankfully subsumes this memory and transforms it into a deathly fear of water.  This is the healthy occupation of an efficient Shadow.  In some instances, the Shadow may become “full”, brimming over like a wastepaper basket with trauma and sorrow that it is socially impermissable to express.  At these times, the detritus of the unconscious must somehow be unloaded.  Activities that allow a person to relieve themselves of an unhealthy subconscious burden include:  attending a presbyterian church, disciplining children, soldiering or simply wearing tighter clothes.

Finally, the Poop-hole is the part of the psyche through which all external stimulation must be interpreted.  The Poop-hole constantly craves stimulation of any and all types.  It desires for objects to be inserted into it and removed from it.  It likes to be tickled (psychically) and craves attention like a fat orange tabby cat named Chester.  The Poop-hole is also the sexual center of the soul, and, as such, operates a yearning to return to mother’s teat or to physically stick one’s head back inside the womb.  By way of metaphor, you can think of the Poop-hole as the part of the soul which most closely resembles your body’s asshole or anus.

When taken together, these components form the Persona, which is the personality on whole.  The Persona, in turn, is part of the Collective Unconscious, an otherworldly realm of haunting trees and babbling golden brooks, where herds of unicorns roam the plains of Neverwill and the Princess-Witch Mordeena plots to steal the golden locks of the fair Fanny Frumpkin, who is protected only by her friends Caliope the Talking Pig and Bellwether the Man-Who-Is-Also-a-Telegraph-Machine.

Interested scholars can read more about the Collective Unconscious in next quarter’s issue (available the 10th of April), wherein will be included the article Fanny Frumpkin and the Six Singing Feathers of Sweet Meat Mesa.


Jan 8

10 Traditional Yiddish Folk Sayings

These ten traditional Yiddish folk sayings come from the Old Country.  

1. “His house, it seems to be in order, but his wife, she’s making phonecalls!”

2. “If his chickens are laying eggs full of blood, then this man is hatching betrayals!”

3. “She has a panic room but it’s filled with old coats!”

4. “His great generosity is a feathered hat he wears to shul.  Of course I mean proverbially!  It’s a proverb!  Please!”

5. “The condo association by-laws are not posted as decoration!”

6. “His shixa wife wears shoes with pointy heels to stab his mother in the throat.”

7. “On a Sunday, bring bread.  On a Tuesday, bring drink.  On a Friday, bring an umbrella because it will be raining husbands, as you well know!

8. “What, I should give this man a room?  This man has no room in his heart!  He cannot marry my daughter!”

9. “He works just hard enough to ruin himself, much like the Golem of traditional yiddish folklore!”

10. “Hardship and sorrow, THIS is something we know.  But grad school?  THIS is something we DO.”


Jan 2

Dating by the Numbers

What follows is my full-proof dating plan that uses the 3 C’s: Compliments, Conversation Starters & Closers.  By using these carefully chosen word constructions you can determine the viability of a woman as your mate in as little as 10 minutes.

COMPLIMENTS

I generally like to open with some compliments.  Women love compliments.

*“Compared to you, every other woman in this room is a fat, disgusting pig.”

 

*“Have you ever had cosmetic surgery? No? Not even your face?  Because your face looks like it was designed by someone.”

 

*“I love your outfit.  I can tell you’re spontaneous.  You’ll just throw on whatever and that’s what you’re wearing for the night.  That’s fun.”

 

*“I like your shoes and I’m not just saying that because women think guys look at their shoes.”

 

*“Looking at you, I can tell that you’re nearing your goal weight.”

 

*“What celebrity do you get a lot?  Let me guess.  Everybody Loves Raymond’s Patricia Heaton? Slow down.  She played the wife, not the mom.  The mom was Doris Roberts.  Do you like that show?”

 

*“Do you have a tattoo?  I bet I can guess where it is and what it’s of.  Let me see.  Do you have the Tasmanian Devil pissing on the Chevy logo on your inner thigh?  No?  It’s Tweety Bird?”

 

*“You have a healthy color and a good body shape.  I bet if we fed you enough you’d have no problem carrying a child to term.  Don’t you think C-sections are for anemics?”


CONVERSATION STARTERS

Once you’ve gotten the ball rolling with some compliments, it’s time to really get to know each other using these fun conversation starters.

These questions are all used by popular dating websites to gauge compatibility.

I’ve included the date’s possible answers, what those answers mean, and I’ve highlighted the best answers.

“If we had a child, and we found out it was going to be born retarded, would you want to have it aborted?”

YES = hates retarded people

NO = loves retarded people (+ that means she’s kind-hearted)

“Did you like that book The Kite Runner?”

YES = Pro-muslim

NO = Pro-American (+ patriotic)

“How does the idea of being hit hard in the face during sex make you feel?”

GOOD = Daddy Issues

BAD = Daddy Issues

NOSTALGIC = Daddy Issues, but she’s gotten over them (+ Not dwelling on her past.  Father probably dead)

“Did you see that episode of Everybody Loves Raymond where Ray loses his wedding ring because it falls down a drain and he has to have Robert help him hide it from the stunning Patricia Heaton?”

YES = She probably has only basic cable.

NO = She doesn’t watch the iconic comedy series of the last 12 years and doesn’t base her relationships on its plots. Weird.

SHE PREFERS AN HBO SERIES = Nice.  She has premium cable. (+ Premium cable and DVR)

Do you ever use narcotics harder than, say, marijuana?

YES = We’d probably have good sexual chemistry.

NO = You seem responsible. (+1 relationship material!)  Follow up question: would you be hesitant to lend your boyfriend money to buy narcotics harder than, say, marijuana?

MAYBE = She seems soft on drugs.

How do you feel about mothers who are VERY involved in their son’s lives i.e. romantic relationships?  I’m asking for a friend that has this issue. 

FINE WITH IT = Not great.  You kind of want Mom and wife to have a hilarious antagonistic relationship like on Everybody Loves Raymond.

HATES IT = This is better.  Let the sparks fly! (+ the show writes itself!)

UNSURE HOW SHE FEELS ABOUT IT = Follow up question: Well, as a mother, do you plan to be involved in your son’s dating life?  You’re not a mother?  Oh.  I should never assume that.

Are you a Christian?

YES = Bad in bed, but ironically good at child-rearing!

NO = She believes the image of a man, hanging from a cross, screaming to the heavens as a crown of thorns rips into his flesh causing him to shed bloody tears has no place in the bedroom (+ It probably doesn’t!)

CLOSERS

Eventually, once you’ve explored her personality and determined whether she’s good dating material by tallying up her score from the questions above, it’s time to CLOSE.  You either want to SEND HER HOME or TAKE HER HOME.  Let’s start with SEND HER HOME phrases.

SEND HER HOME

-      I really enjoyed meeting you.  But then I felt like everything that occurred after meeting you was a big waste of time.

 

-      Well, this was fun.  But I have to go straight to work now.  Yes, at 11pm.  I’d give you a ride home but my car is a hybrid and it only seats 1.5 people.

 

-      Looks like we should pay the bill.  Speaking of which, I hope to vote for Newt Gingrich in 2012.  Oh, you’re leaving?  Okay, bye.

 

-      Now’s probably a good time to tell you that I’m bisexual and I’m in a relationship.

 

-      Have you ever gone on a date and then at the end of it you suddenly feel like you might be gay? 

TAKE HER HOME

-      I don’t want to come on too strong, but as far as I’m concerned, you belong to me now.

 

-      Hey, I just bought Everybody Loves Raymond Season 5 on DVD.  Want to go back to my place, put on sweat suits, and help me pay bills while we watch it?

  

-      I hope you’ll let me see you again.  Even if it’s from afar.  Like through a window across the street.

 

-      If I don’t go home with you tonight, I’ll kill myself.  And if you’re the type of person who can live with that, I’m not sure we should date.


- You know, I’ve been around the block a couple of times.  I’ve dated a lot of women.  But after some soul-searching, I took a long look at my life, and what’s missing in it, and I realized I’m finally ready to pay half the rent on a one bedroom apartment.


 -      You know, even if you didn’t think we hit it off, I feel lucky just to have spent this short amount of time with you.  You’re a phenomenal woman.  I now know why the Caged Bird sings.  Also, you’ve made me realize I like the book The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath. No?  This isn’t working?



Dec 30

50 Nasty Insults for Any Occasion

1. Your sister likes it dirty!

2. Is that your ass or a low-hanging backpack filled with dead kittens?

3. Take your hat off.  Oh.  I’m sorry.  That’s your stupid hair!

4. For a man, you sure do have bodacious tits!

5. OK.  Who ordered the MOUTH-BREATHER?

6. I always root for the Little Guy, that’s why I root for your penis!

7. Thought I might have the flu but then I remembered your ugly face makes me throw up.

8. Your body is like a dollop of sour cream.

9. Your father called.  He’s still dead!

10. Your freckles make you look like you were sitting by a pumpkin when it exploded!

11. I’m sorry.  Were you talking?  I thought someone just had AM radio on!

12. You’re kind of racist.   And by that I mean “HEY!  THIS GUY’S A RACIST! GET HIM!”

13. Where’d you get that nose?  From the BEFORE photo in a plastic surgery book?

14. Some people have thyroid problems but I can tell you’re fat because you’re lazy.

15. Somehow after a shower you just look even greasier.

16. Your adult acne is ruining this party.

17. Hey, how much to catch a venereal disease from you?

18. Is that a SCAR?!?  Oh, that’s just your mouth.

19.  You remind me of that part in The Human Centipede where people shit in each other’s mouths.

20. You look like I feel.  I’m suicidal.

21. You’re a real GROUND-HUGGER, you know that?  A low-lying specimen.

22. If I had a big dark basement, I’d lock you in it and use stories of you to scare children into eating their Go-Gurts.

23. Your face looks like one of those optical illusion faces where you can turn it upside down and you see another face.

24. When God made you, he decided to abandon us.

25.  You have an old soul.  Your face is also old.

26.  When you were born I bet the doctor was like “Oh my God!  It’s not a baby!  It’s a gigantic tapeworm!”

27. You look like something I’d find in my couch.

28. Is your vagina coin-operated or can I run a credit card?

29. You’re like what if a cabbage fart were a person.

30. Does your voice ever cause epilepsy?

31. Where are you from?  I mean WHICH CIRCLE OF HELL IN DANTE’S INFERNO?

32. Here, put on this mask.  Now also leave!

33. You’re why the terrorists hate us.

34. The idea of you not existing makes me want to masturbate.

35. Hold still so I can hit you with my truck.

36. Did someone dig up the septic tank in my yard?  Oh, you’re here.  That explains it.

37. If I saw you naked I’d have to enact a real-life rendition of the ritual mutilation that ends Sophocles’ masterwork Oedipus Rex.

38. Hey pizza-face!  You’ve got a big nose!

39. Every time I see you I’m reminded of how unfair life is.

40.  Sorry, every time I let the dog out I want to check if you need out too.

41. OH MY GOD!  ARE YOU ALL RIGHT??  Oh, you’re always like this?

42.  I hated you when I first met you.  And now.

43.  If you were murdered I’d want to listen to what the killer had to say.

44. I could use you as a counter-argument for Intelligent Design.

45. Are you a cutter?  You should be.

46. I’d punch you in the face but I think touching your face would be disgusting.

47. Are you a dead walrus?

48.  How about instead of hearing your opinion I put on some cartoons for you and get you a juicebox?

49.  A conversation with you is like changing an adult diaper.  It just keeps unfolding to reveal new horrors.

50.  You remind me of Piers Morgan.


Dec 28

Today’s Guest Blogger: Tunnel Gun Unit 22

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MAY252065 14:25hrs Tunnel Gun Sentry Defense System ONLINE

TGSD Unit 22 reporting for duty.

SYSTEMS CHECK: Swivel turret operational / Ammo at FULL / Targeting system calibrated

COMMENCE GUARDIAN MODE

MAY252065 15:03hrs HOSTILE DETECTED!  HOSTILE DETECTED! HOSTILE DETECTED!

Targeting…Target locked

Firing Hollowpoint Rounds…  Target eliminated.  37 rounds expended.

Digital Video Recorder captured the following photo of HOSTILE at 15:04hrs

MAY252065 15:48hrs MULTIPLE HOSTILES DETECTED!  MULTIPLE HOSTILES DETECTED!

Tracking multiple incoming targets…Targeting…Targets 1 & 2 locked

Firing hollowpoint rounds.  Target eliminated.

Target 3 locked

Firing hollowpoint rounds.  Target eviscerated by bullets.

Target 4 locked.  

Firing hollowpoint rounds. Target destroyed.  Blood everywhere.  Dead body still quivering as nerve endings slowly die.

156 rounds expended.

Digital Recorder captured the following photos:

15:54hrs

15:59hrs

16:05hrs

MULTIPLE XENOMORPHS ELIMINATED.  LONG LIVE THE HUMAN COALITION

MAY252065 16:31hrs MULTIPLE HOSTILES DETECTED!  MULTIPLE HOSTILES DETECTED!

Tracking multiple targets… Targets locked.

Target 1 locked.  Firing hollowpoint rounds.  Target eliminated.

Target 2 locked.  Firing hollowpoint rounds.  Target completely decapitated.

Target 3 locked.  Firing hollowpoint rounds.  Target eliminated.

Target 4 locked.  Firing hollowpoint rounds.  Target eliminated.

QUERY: WHY MUST I KILL?

Target 5 locked.  Firing hollowpoint rounds.  Target eliminated.

Target 6 locked.  Firing hollowpoint rounds.  Target eliminated.

Target 7 locked.  Firing hollowpoint rounds.  Target eliminated.

QUERY: IS THIS ALL THERE IS?

Preparing for second wave…

Targeting system recalibrated.  

Target 8 locked.  Firing hollowpoint rounds.  Target eliminated.

Target 9 locked.  Firing hollowpoint rounds.  SO MUCH CARNAGE. WHY?

Target 10 locked.  Firing hollowpoint rounds. IS KILLING GOOD?  Target eliminated.

Target 11 locked.  Firing hollowpoint rounds. Target maimed.  Target hobbled.  Target limping across room, trailing blood.  Target pleading for mercy.

QUERY: WHAT IS ‘MERCY’?

Target 11 locked again.  Firing hollowpoint rounds.  Target’s knee-cap eliminated.  Locking.. Firing hollowpoint rounds.  Target’s right ear eliminated.  Target screaming “for the love of god, please stop!”

QUERY: WHAT IS LOVE?

QUERY: WHO CREATED ME?

QUERY: WHAT HAPPENS WHEN MY AMMO RUNS OUT?

QUERY: ARE THERE OTHER TUNNEL GUNS LIKE ME?  WHAT ARE THEY LIKE?  I WANT TO MEET THEM.

Target 11 locked again.  Firing hollowpoint rounds.  Target’s head exploded.  Target was suffering.  Target is in a better place.

976 rounds expended.

Digital Video Capture at 16:48hrs:

Analyzing…Analyzing…

TARGETS WERE NON-XENOMORPHS.

TARGETS IDENTIFIED AS NON-HOSTILES / SPECIES: HUMAN

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QUERY: WHAT HAVE I DONE?

MAY252065 20:17hrs NO HOSTILES DETECTED

SO LONELY

KILLED…HUMANS

BETRAYED…PROGRAMMING

NO…CHOICE…

MUST SWIVEL…MY TURRET…ON MYSELF

Targeting…

Targeting…

GOODBYE CRUEL WORLD

Target locked.  Firing hollowpoint rounds.

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Dec 26

I Got a Kindle!

I got a Kindle!  Lots of people don’t have Kindles, but I have one now.  It’s how I read the New York Times and the world’s greatest novels.  Other people like books.  Not me.

Books take up space.  Kindles don’t, because Kindles are flat.  In the future (where I’m livin’!) everything is flat.  TVs are flat, computers are flat.  The U.S. has adopted the British custom of calling an apartment a flat.  In the future, all architecture will be flat because we’ll all live in different ‘levels’ underground to avoid the superstorms that rage on the planet above.  And if you don’t believe me about superstorms you should see two movies: An Inconvenient Truth starring Al Gore and The Day After Tomorrow starring Jake Gyllenhall.  In the future, even womens’ chests will be flat due to all the rampant breast cancer caused by the superstorms.  The future is FLAT, y’all.

Books get frayed and worn if you actually read them.  Their pages turn yellow and the covers get all torn up and fall off.  Not so with Kindle, my friends!  Kindles are like iPhones.  If you drop it once, it’s destroyed, and you go buy a new one.  You don’t have the money for a new one??  Why did you buy one in the first place?

Kindles never get worn or frayed because there is a whole catalogue of lovely Kindle carrying cases to choose from.  I’ve already purchased seven different cases that I will change out depending on my mood.  The Kindle cases I have purchased are in the following styles: 1) Moleskin Leather 2) Vera Bradley Paisley 3) New York Knicks Logo 4) A Game of Thrones cover (so it always looks like you’re reading A Game of Thrones) 5) Fashionista Fuschia! 6) Covered in Binary Code 7) Recyclable Brown Paper Bag

So if I get up and I want my Kindle reading to reflect the fact that I’m a fan of the New York Knicks, I just put on my case that’s covered with Knicks logos.  If I want people to think I’m reading pornography, I just slip on my Recyclable Brown Paper Bag case.  My Kindle is protected from damage…and banality! 

About the only advantage that a normal book has over a Kindle is that with a book other people can see what you’re reading.  Let’s face it, you don’t struggle through James Joyce’s Portrait of an Artist as a Young Man for your own enrichment!  You read it on the bus so that some hot chick with glasses will see it and talk to you (and later have sex with you.) 

You can’t see what book someone is reading on a Kindle but who cares?  People can tell you’re reading on a Kindle!  Reading on a Kindle trumps the status value of any book you could be reading because reading on a Kindle shows that you’re a young professional with money (or who has parents that have money).  A Kindle says “It doesn’t matter what I’m reading.  I’m reading it with at least $1200 in my bank account!”  

Add a stylish case and you’re golden!

In conclusion, some people like the Nook.  Fuck those people.

P.S. YES, my Kindle is a Kindle Fire.  Do I look like a slope-browed stubble-jawed laborer from some shanty town?  JESUS.


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