By fits and starts, I’m trying to get SB back up and running.
Such as it is.
Image credit: Ernstl
But hey, at least now you can “Follow my blog with Bloglovin!” Right, now that that’s out of the way ….
Hi there. Remember me?
You know, your Great Leader of Snark.
Although I haven’t been writing much lately, I’ve been expressing myself creatively via other means. To wit, I’m learning Photoshop (well, OK, GIMP 2.8). I’m also a bit of a smartass. Turns out my daughter shares my bizarre sense of humor.
This, of course, should come to the surprise of exactly no one.
What’s really scary is that Gr8tits2play.org got more ad clicks than SB this month.
I’d write more about dating scams, but I haven’t been trolling Craigslist recently.
It’s been nearly a month since the last FCR. One would think I’d have plenty to write about today, but eh, not so much. Dredging the Internet for the awesome and the absurd hasn’t been a real high priority lately.
Still, there’s enough going on to warrant a 30th installment.
If history teaches us nothing else, it teaches us the notion of “the good old days” is a myth and a sham. Need proof? Consider Charles Guiteau. He was a piece of work for the ages, one who put our contemporary wingnuts to shame.
David Koresh had nothing on this guy.
Indeed, the 1881 series of events which led to Guiteau’s place in history look absolutely preposterous when viewed through the lenses of today. Yet there they are.
To answer Colin from yesterday’s post, yes, perhaps “algorithm twerking” is what I’m looking for.
And that’s a good a way as any to begin this week’s Friday Crap Roundup.
I love coins. How much you ask? Well, at one point in the late 80s I was the only Boy Scout in the entire Snake River Area Council to hold the Coin Collecting merit badge.
We’re talking a special order item here.
Image credit: MeritBadge.org
That said, in today’s cashless society, coins – especially smaller denominations – are becoming increasingly obsolete. At this point they’re often produced at a loss to the taxpayer, in no small part because no one wants to piss off the zinc lobby.
Of course, obsolete coins are nothing new. We’ve had plenty of others in the past.
Given my disdain for anything resembling cooking, it’s a wonder I don’t eat out a lot more than I do. All I can say is I’m glad to live in an age of microwaves.
Otherwise I would have been too downtrodden even by Dickensian standards.
For a myriad of reasons, I avoid McDonald’s like the plague. If I had my druthers, I wouldn’t set foot in the place ever again. Unfortunately they have a playground, and I have an eight-year-old daughter.
It’s Friday, and the
troglodytes regulars over at Reddit have discovered me!
Turns out Σ thinks posts about cars suck too.
A “spammer” eh? Damn. Imagine the reaming I’d get over there if I actually posted in the same category more than once a week.