Being Megan McArdle
Posted on November 29th, 2007 by Gavin M.
Words to live by
28 Nov 2007 05:01 pmInspirational words this Thanksgiving from friend and very talented photographer Lara Shipley:
No one would ever do anything if they realized how much they suck.
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We’ll keep working on it, but Megan seems unlikely to stop launching cheerfully out of bed each morning.
She is full of oblivious, isn’t she?
Damn.
Beat me to it.
The short, aphoristic posts by Megan are my faves.
Especially when utterly incoherent, like this classic.
She is full of oblivious, isn’t she?
Among other things, yes.
Oh my god! She killed Irony!
You bastard!
Words of wisdom, indeed. Also, no one would ever suck anything if they realized how much they do.
I think she’s mistaking “phrases that sound like quotes from The Simpsons ” for “words of wisdom”. To which I can only reply “Just because I don’t care doesn’t mean I don’t understand.”
Mmmm donuts!
Remember folks! “Success” has the word “sucks” in it!
No one would ever do anything if they realized how much they suck.
Clearly, that is knowledge unavailable to her…
mikey
“But the minds of our nation’s poor children are already starving.”
She was answering Bush’s question “Is our childrens learning?”
Hey, you’d launch cheerfully out of your beds if you had a Cusinart coffee maker with an internal carafe. Who’s piping hot now, bitches?
Heh. Let’s see how long it takes for this to get deleted.
Heh. I added my little bon mot.
Was she referring to the candidates tonight? What? Flyby.
Clem’s got it right. Except I’m betting she has one of those that grinds the beans, fills the hopper, and has coffee ready at you preset awakening time. I’ll bet Meg’s is set for about 10:30.
The Tall, Rich, and Beautiful have to get their sleep, you know!
Simba, I had to get in on the fun. I couldn’t help myself.
t4toby–good one over there.
also, not that i’m a snob or anything, but lara shipley’s photos kind of…suck.
t4toby- Clem has the precise details, because Megan shared them with us.
Because econobloggers have a natural mandate to discuss the contents of their kitchen.
toby, you a bad, bad man..
goodonya, mate
I have a coffee maker with a timer. The timer is set for five o’clock AM.
$20 at Target.
I hope there are plenty of Keebler products in Megan’s kitchen, seeing as she’s an elf and all.
Does it automatically grind?
Cause that is the real test!
a d b-
you are a scholar of all things McArdle.
The best part is that I’m 5’8″. Can you see me with her at one of her high falutin’ functions?
And on the opposing team, clocking in at 6’6″ in heels…wait a minute, there seems to be some kind of gnome tagging along with her…
Suddenly, it is all clear.
Working with middle school kids, I always thought the mark of that age was complete self-involvement combined with a lack of self-awareness. Now I know what conservatives and 8th graders have in common.
Some low fat milk heated 1min 30sec, add a teaspoon of Taster\s Choice, a little sugar. Home made Latte’. LOTS cheaper than Starbuck\s. (I have a Krups expresso machine, and a coffee maker stored in the garage. I just got… tired… of them one day)
Some low fat milk heated 1min 30sec, add a teaspoon of Taster\’s Choice, a little sugar. Home made Latte\’. LOTS cheaper than Starbuck\’s. (I have a Krups expresso machine, and a coffee maker stored in the garage. I just got… tired… of them one day)
Um, how exactly can that statement be considered “words to live by”? It actually comes off pretty damn stuck up, cruel, and bitter. To each their own, but those aren’t exactly the sorts of traits on which I’d care to model my life.
those are indeed words that Megan lives by.
She determinedly refuses to realize how much she sucks, and thus she keeps doing.
it’s rather beautiful.
The problem with some people is that they live forward and understand never.
It makes me happy that, when I googled “No one would ever do anything if they realized how much they suck.” Sadly No! came up as the second hit. And Megan? Eighth.
No one would ever do anything if they realized how much they suck.
Battle hymn of the mediocre.
So only the clueless ever accomplishing anything? Good lord, that does explain a lot of the last 7 years and all of the writings of the doughy pantload. (And maybe even Last Christmas or that damned xmas shoes song.)
(oh, and adb and t4toby: Brilliant! Best laugh all week.)
We know Shipley’s a very talented photographer because she took a smoky picture of la femme McArdle, standing outside an establishment of uh, some sort.
t4toby—
Unlike Megan, I am not rich. I have store-brand grounds in the cupboard above the sink.
JK, I would recommend them for these folks. Yes, Gates of Vienna is trying to outdo the GOP Debate tonight with more dreams of genocide. I just can’t not show this crap to people, sorry. It’s too fucked up. But those words, they do apply somewhere.
Battle hymn of the mediocre.
My eyes have seen the worthlessness of everything I do…
Good Lord, Clem. Just clicked that link. If that’s considered talented photography, 21st Century art is doomed.
Lex, on the other hand…can’t bear it so close before dinnertime.
I have a 5-foot-9 inch, long-legged, long-haired coffee grinder/maker myself. She can’t boil a pot of water without setting off the smoke alarm, but damn, can that gorgeous, intelligent, incredibly goofy woman make a pot of coffee.
Battle hymn of the mediocre.
My actions tell a story of which everyone gets bored
If that’s considered talented photography, 21st Century art is doomed.
My mom takes worse pictures than Lara Shipley. Can’t think of anybody else at the moment.
Megan’s latest post has this gem of a statement:
“Nor, so far, is there much evidence that the subprime problems are causing much fuss in the broader financial markets.”
Whew. Glad that’s settled, then. I was starting to worry that there might soon be a fuss in the broader financial markets.
t4toby, don’t do it, man. No matter what one might think of her looks, it just ain’t worth it. Get drunk and go after Angie Harmon instead.
“My eyes have seen the worthlessness of everything I do…”
I hate myself, I hate the world, and yes I hate you too …. so go to hell you worthless slob I’ve better things to doooooo ….. mediocrity maaaarrrcchhheessss onnnnnn
I don’t know why everybody is so hard on Megan and is so mean to her. I mean, she obviously isn’t even trying or attempting to impress or persuade intelligent, honest or decent or smart people, and I say that if looking like a rational human being isn’t her bag or her thing, as the kids are saying these days, who are we to be critical?
Live and let live, as Ian Fleming famously once said one time.
Mock and be mocked, Hoosier X.
of a rowdy group of racists and an anchor baby hoard
My actions tell a story with which everyone gets bored
I keep a dozen photo books in which my life is stored
I gave my children’s college fund to Oral Roberts’ fraud
… Need coffee now.
What is it with you liberals and your equal rights for butt-pirates. I didn’t know that someone who commits anal-sex required special protection of the law. If you liberals had your way discriminating against murderers would be considered a “hate crime”.
Did you know that Ian Fleming also wrote the book that became my all-time favorite childhood movie?
Yup, that’s right, now you know where Fleming got all of his neat gadget ideas for James Bond, he started developing them while writing “Chitty, Chitty Bang Bang.”
I gotta disagree a bit with you JK, I wouldn’t say Shipley’s stuff is bad- her composition is rushed looking and the technical aspects need work ( focus is your friend). But basically she has the portfolio of a twenty-something working at a coffeehouse. Give her a couple years.
“What is it with you liberals and your equal rights for butt-pirates.”
Wow, you would think that after Rod Majors, Jeff Gannon and Reverend Haggard’s muscle man, “butt pirating” would be considered a fun weekend activity at local RNC functions.
What does Chitty Chitty Bang Bang have to do with the Talking Heads?
(Oh. One more thing. Ignore IT. See what happens.)
Both speak of being behind the wheel of a large automobile.
LOL.
Priceless.
She hasn’t said one thing I’ve found remotely sensible.
*still laughing*
Why do I have this fascist urge to put all media people in mandatory self-awareness classes? That’s very unlike me.
All your whining and bitching Hoosier (whatever the hell that name means) is not going to stop this up-coming debate and me as a Conservative with Free-Speech rights from getting my point across.
Wow, you would think that after Rod Majors, Jeff Gannon and Reverend Haggard’s muscle man, “butt pirating” would be considered a fun weekend activity at local RNC functions.
It is, but they call it “Trickle Down Economics”
Let me ask you liberals a question, why do you support equal rights for homos but not for other despicable perverts like child-molesters? Or is that next on the far-left agenda?
Some low fat milk heated 1min 30sec, add a teaspoon of Taster\’s Choice, a little sugar. Home made Latte\’. LOTS cheaper than Starbuck\’s.
That breeze you just felt was the entire population of Italy gasping in horrified shock.
Go away Kevin. No one is fooled and no one likes you.
I watched part of Chitty Chitty Bang Bang – the movie – with my niece and nephew not too long ago. I haven’t seen it in more than 30 years. It is weird. I mean, look, Goldfinger is the king singing a song called “Choochie Face.” Benny Hill is a toy maker! (It also bears little resemblance to the book, which I read in the 5th grade.)
I did like the bit where Dick Van Dyke and Truly Scrumptious were pretending to be life-size mechanical contraptions.
Sorry. Off-topic. And there’s no reason to go off-topic at this point. We haven’t come anywhere near to exhausting the possibilities inherent in making fun of Megan McAddled. (Does she seriously get paid to write? The act of paying this woman to write down her thoughts is, by itself, sufficient reason to doubt the credibility, ethics, judgment and plain common sense of the offending publication.)
(That said, I’m sure she’s nice and personable in real life situations, though I doubt she realizes how lucky she is.)
Sigh, I’m sorry guys, I’m going to feed the troll.
Let me ask you liberals a question, why do you support equal rights for homos but not for other despicable perverts like child-molesters? Or is that next on the far-left agenda?
What happens between two consenting adults does NOT equate with an adult taking sexual advantage of a child.
Oops. Sorry Hoosier. Didn’t see your comment.
Although I suspect what will happen is that this thread will turn into a Superfund site with
KevinBastion’s tantrum when he realizes that no one is paying attention to him.I know people like this. They need attention. Everything they do is for attention. It’s like crack to them.
Simple Answers to Simple Questions, Part Twentyzillion.
Because BB isn’t smart enough to make the distinction, GD.
Bubba, well, there’s my Mom. She takes the pics first and later tells you that she wasn’t wearing her glasses or contacts. And I’m so dumb I keep thinking she’s figured out the auto-focus stuff. Shit, she used to have a dark-room! Now she shoots blurry globs and lies about it until the opportunity to have someone else get the shots is over.
Booger–let me ask you a question. Link us to a pic of you, and I can guarantee that I’ll find a reason why I don’t think women willing to sleep with you should have rights. Wait, I don’t even need the pic, it’d just be funny. OK, pics of women YOU think are do-able. Real world. Let’s examine your sexual tastes for a while and then see how fast we’re all disgusted, yet we’d still think you should have equal rights under the law, regardless of your nasty ass taste or whatever you can actually get. I just seriously doubt that you’re higher up the food chain than any of my gay friends or relatives.
I’d love it if Truly Scrumptious took advantage of me sexually, that’s for sure. I mean, is there a better name in all of fiction-land than “Truly Scrumptious”?
But in the eyes of God both homosexuality and child molestation are evil, just because one MIGHT be more evil than the other doesn’t mean the other isn’t evil. According to the Bible the infalliable Word of God homosexuality is a sin.
Inspirational words and images from Marina Walker Guevara and Lara Shipley: Neoliberalism sucks.
Yes, why do liberals hate faggots and butt-pirates unlike us super tolerant (and far too civil for our own good) conservatives.
Oh! Are we back to the “Liberals are bad because they support the rights of faggots and butt pirates and that’s the same as child molesters!” talking point?
Sorry! I haven’t received the latest edition of “The Big Golden Book of Republican Talking Points, Updated for Trent Lott’s Resignation” yet. It’s this current economy, you know, and I was too busy looking for a job today and going through dumpsters for aluminum cans, and I didn’t have time to listen to Rush or Bill or CNN to find out what I’m supposed to think. (Uh … not that the Bush economy isn’t the totally greatest bestest thing ever!)
So, uh, let me resphrase that:
Liberals are bad because they support the rights of faggots and butt pirates and that’s the same as child molesters!
Liberals. Hmf.
RIGHT POWER!
RIGHT POWER!
RIGHT POWER!
RIGHT POWER!
RIGHT POWER!
RIGHT POWER!
RIGHT POWER!
But in the eyes of God both homosexuality and child molestation are evil, just because one MIGHT be more evil than the other doesn’t mean the other isn’t evil. According to the Bible the infalliable Word of God homosexuality is a sin.
So is eating shellfish. Should we put to death anyone who eats at Red Lobster?
Should we put to death anyone who eats at Red Lobster?
Well, yeah. But in my own special way, I’m being OT, so carry on.
Eating shellfish was only a sin in the Old Testament. In the New Testament however Jesus declared in the Gospel of Mark that “All food is clean”. The Apostle Paul wrote “Let no man judge you by what you eat or drink.”
you are assuming of course that the New Testament is valid
Aaaargh. The lulz killer is among us again.
Do not feed the trollz.
This thread had promise and now look. Sheesh. When will they ever learn.
If you guys play, it’ll just get stupid in here again.
And y’know, it’s kinda hard to mock the megardle if you open the door and invite stupid in to have dinner with us.
Just sayin….
mikey
Yes, the only things in the Old Testament that still matter are the things that we have cherry-picked as really mattering. The fundamentalist approach to selectively interpreting certain parts of the Old Testament and ignoring many other things that we don’t have the faith to observe has been approved by God and Jesus both in, uh, some Gospel or other.
What is this book? “The Bible the infallible Word of God homosexuality”?
Teh “Bible” also condones slavery – will you be my slave Bastion Booger? You’ve been naughty and deserve punishment.
Jesus said that before He looked in my fridge.
Hey, you guys wanna fuck my virgin daughters?
Sorry everyone, my bad- I lost my head for a minute, I’ll stop the feeding.
Aaarrrggghhh.
Herding cats….
mikey
Let me ask you liberals a question, why do you support equal rights for homos but not for other despicable perverts like child-molesters? Or is that next on the far-left agenda?
We thank the boogers of the world for their support.
Anyway, the pic at http://www.larashipley.com/pages/archives18.html is pretty excellent. Despite being very anti-smoking (and sort of a cancer researcher) I like the way cig smoke photographs.
But that sign bothers me — does it mean “No ‘No Smoking'”?
I am a proud Father of three young boys and I would never send my children to a school were the teacher is a homosexual and I would never allow my children to go anywhere near a homosexual. Because of those things I am sending my childern to a private Baptist k-12 school when they are old enough.
homosexual = child molester.
Republican = child molester.
http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=Republican+pedophiles
mikey said,
November 29, 2007 at 3:19
If you guys play, it’ll just get stupid in here again.
Mikey’s right, as usual.
Shit.
Lara what?
I did this all by myself.
And I’m pretty damn proud of it…
mikey
Dude.
That was nasty!
(But not as nasty as all these people who presume to speak for me. You would think that had I been so obsessed with gay sex, I would have said something about it. But I didn’t, except for Luke 7:2-10, which all these pretend Christians, for all their obsessions with some of that serious nonsense in Leviticus, don’t seem to have ever noticed.)
(I know them not.)
Wow!
Jesus is here! Leaving comments at Sadly, No! That is awesome!
Yeah guys, let’s not let this troll distract us from discussing how Megan McArdle writes a pretty shallow and ill-informed blog.
At least she’s a lot less obnoxious about it than most.
That’s not the real Jesus!
I speak for the real Jesus! And he told me he hates fags!
He also seems to be a bit, er, dusky…
mikey
“No one would ever do anything if they realized how much they suck.”
Isn’t the whole John Galt/Atlas Shrugged idea that everyone doing whatever they want makes whatever they’re doing inherently awesome?
It got Patricia Neal hot.
I have faith that it is Jesus who is leaving comments here. And I feel sorry for people who don’t have the faith to believe in miracles like this just because Jesus doesn’t agree with them.
I guess there’s just no room for miracles in modern Christianity.
A billion zillion anal sex jokes!!
AKA the Rethuglican preznitial debate.
I think Jesus stays away because of all the crosses and crucifixes being displayed. I would imagine being crucified would give you some wicked PTSD.
Now I know what conservatives and 8th graders have in common.
Well, also, there’s the fact that 90% of both conservatives and 8th graders are still virgins. And when you hear about the small minority that aren’t, the details just make you cringe.
I get a nascent National Geographic vibe from Shipley’s photography. I see potential there. Next thing we know, she’ll be shooting for features like “Squid-Boats of Las Pampas,” or “The Nomads of Stanistan.”
Sorry I got off-topic.
I love Megan McArdle as I love all God’s children. But, yes, she is a bit of a dumb cunt.
Love the sinner but hate the sin, as many people who claim to speak for me often say.
Battle hymn of the mediocre.
My eyes have seen the worthlessness of everything I do…
But my sense of self importance, it will always see me through
My only claim to fame is that I’m over six foot two
My trust fund marches on.
The scariest thing about Shipley’s McArdle pic, to me, is that it appears Megan is trying to look sexy in it. The result is indistinguishable from a mid 40s bar hag trying to find a way to avoid going home to her kids by coming on to anything with a pulse.
Oh, and, obviously, sammich.
My only claim to fame is that I’m over six foot two
I’m 6’4″. Where’s my trust fund?
The fact is, McArdle is one of the most brilliant bloggers out there. She makes your Markos Moussa Bollinger look like Forrest Gump.
JK, I would recommend them for these folks. Yes, Gates of Vienna is trying to outdo the GOP Debate tonight with more dreams of genocide. I just can’t not show this crap to people, sorry. It’s too fucked up. But those words, they do apply somewhere.
Fuck me, that is like someone’s wet dream; ‘… piles of Muslim bodies…”, “… ghettoes…”, “… concentration camps for Muslims… “. There is something seriously wrong with those people across at GoV, in another time, they would be locked away, for their own safety.
I’m 6?4?. Where’s my trust fund?
You’ll have to take that up with teh Atlantic.
It’s not that I’m trying to re-capture the magic that was last night.
But I will offer you two words.
Steely. Dan.
mikey
That’s only part of it. Modern churches are so ostentatious, nothing at all like the humble places where I taught. Consider Matthew 6:1-8, especially verses 5 and 6:
I’m always very suspicious of people who go out of their way to tell you, first thing, all about what great Christians they are.
Lead by example, my flock. Don’t be impressed by the man who is all talk, but walketh not the walk.
Dear Jebus,
Can I have a pony?
Love,
Me
Surveillance cameras caught this image of Jesus trying to look in my fridge. I think He was after the akvavit or something.
He did a runner when the cats all turned up, thinking He was going to feed them.
Hey soos.
As long as you’re hangin with teh homos.
Why did I have to go kill people? I didn’t hate them. In fact, they seemed kind of nice. I WANTED to be nice to them. Why did I have to kill them in large, messy numbers?
Or, put another way.
What the FUCK is wrong with your dad’s ass?
What a dick…
mikey
My eyes have seen the worthlessness of everything I do…
But my sense of self importance, it will always see me through
My only claim to fame is that I’m over six foot two
My trust fund marches on.
All bow down to Snorghagen.
I’m 6’0 don’t I have a trust fund?
Mary is strapping on a rubber penis. “Steely Dan III from Yokohama,” she says, caressing the shaft.
“What happened to Steely Dan I?”
“He was torn in two by a bull dyke. She could cave in a lead pipe.”
“And Steely Dan II?”
“Chewed to bits by a famished canidru in the Upper Baboonsasshole. And don’t say ‘wheeeeeeee!’ this time.”
Lobbey–yeah, I just had to share, that thread is way too fucked up. I love the intro where “Baron Bodissey” explains that his “Danish contacts” thankfully own guns that the local law turns a blind eye to. Well thank goodness he cleared that up, now bring on the fellow advocating killing all of the Muslims in Denmark! The early comments were sporting a link to how to make some sort of weapon, I just couldn’t click on the link. Jeez, I’d better go back and see what they’ve virtually burned down now!
Uh oh, Huck just pulled a Booger in the debate….Bible is THE Word of God. Which brings me back to Booger. Booger, let’s see your orientation. I want to know what you’re attracted to, because I bet it’s abominable.
mikey, my child, I am very sorry that there were people in your country who thought it advantageous to their political careers to tie in the religion that bears my name to military adventuring in Southeast Asia.
I am sorry it still goes on. Many people who do things in my name are assholes.
Blessed are the peacemakers.
Why are the people who root around in the Old Testament for verses to justify slavery or homophobia always the same people who ignore the very clear statements that I said with my own mouth?
Revelation clearly states that they shall get their reward.
If you believe in that stuff.
What the FUCK is wrong with your dad’s ass?
It saw an angel and refused to go on. No, wait, that was Balaam’s.
Yes, different brad, you can have a pony.
Just sacrifice some donuts and some psychotropic toads.
Where am I supposed to get donuts?
A quote from the Gates of Vienna whackathon:
It’s just being gleefully anticipated.
One genius in the comments section predicts that in less than fifty years “the whole world (excepting perhaps China) will be part of Islam.” These people need medication.
So I wonder what Jesus’ IP address is…I mean, as far as I know heaven doesn’t have IP address allocations…
I gotcher donuts right here, a different brad.
The secret to Islam’s hypothetical success will be because of the superior faith of its most fanatic followers.
Consider: Suicide bombers, including the 19 who flew planes straight into buildings.
Then consider the religious pussies that make up the most fanatic Christians. They are wannabe martyrs who whine and cry about persecution and a War on Christmas because … there are some people in this country who are FUCKING FED UP with these hypocritical cafeteria Christians and their continual insistence on shoving their noxious and hateful brand of Christianity into our faces. You know, the assholes who think that the most prominent tenet of the teachings of Jesus is that homosexuals must be marginalized, libeled and shunned. And that saying “Happy Holidays” is the work of Satan!
If the Muslim extremists win, it’s because they wanted it more.
Ill learn to work the saxophone
Ill play just what I feel
Drink scotch whisky all night long
And die behind the wheel
–You Know
Time: Donut of the Heart
Oh, I need to post on this one. I keep wondering when “V for Vendetta” will show up! What a wingnut wet dream! Note the especially cheery parts for the wingers:
“….approached by a group of four or five young Muslim men. The men insisted that the Danish girl should cover her head or leave the area. She refused, leading to a violent altercation between her companion and the men, which resulted in him being knocked unconsciousness with a fractured skull. The girl herself was dragged off into a nearby alley and gang raped, after which the Muslim men left.”
It’s like “Birth of a Nation” all over again!
Then, this one….how long have they been fan-fic dreaming this moment up?
“June 24
The Reverend Jesse Jackson arrived outside the largest ghetto in Copenhagen as a self-appointed peace envoy. His convoy was destroyed by large-calibre sniper fire as it crossed the no-go zone. Both sides claimed responsibility.
June 26
U.S. President Al Gore declared Islam to be a religion of peace.”
I’m melting…I’m melting…..what a world, what a world…..oh, I’m so glad I have a picture of Baron Bodissey from Atlas Shrugs. Now I can really practice Photoshop.
They’ve got a name for the winners in the world,
I, I want a name when I lose.
They call Alabama the Crimson Tide,
Call me Deacon Blue.
The scary thing is, I haven’t heard that song in at least five years. No wonder I can’t remember people’s names, my LTM is packed full of music.
Oh well, what’s in a name?
Now kids, let’s be nice here, Ms. Shipley is not untalented. She managed to make Ms. McArdle look “smokin’.” And if she EVER LEARNS TO OPEN HER FUCKING IRIS A STOP OR TWO & can figure out composition (or cropping) she may blossom into a real talent.
Now kids, let’s be nice here, Ms. Shipley is not untalented. She managed to make Ms. McArdle look “smokin’.” And if she EVER LEARNS TO OPEN HER FUCKING IRIS A STOP OR TWO & can figure out composition (or cropping) she may blossom into a real talent.
So, when she takes a good photo it’s time to reassess.
I took better photos back in the seventies with a plastic camera I got from saving up coupons cut from boxtops.
I realize the ‘better’ part is a judgment call. The rest is true facts.
Man, I do love seeing the trolls left hanging out to dry. They just drop some idiotic, unfunny, barely provocative statement like a three year old who figured out that shouting “poopie” gets the adults all riled up, but nobody reacts, and after a tantrum they slink off with snot running down their faces.
Tee-rific.
Saw a bit of animated McArdle in some vlogginghead thing in the NYT online of all places, and she actually is much less attractive than the ruddy drunken pics I’ve seen here. She looks dumber when she’s moving, somehow.
Also, I’m nearly 6’7″, so if anyone here deserves a trust fund, it’s me.
Hey, dood.
At 6’7″, you can stay outta tunnels.
That’s a huge win you ask me…
mikey
O hai.
i trampld out da vintidge wear the grapes of roth r stord 4 u…
but i drinked it.
Ah Hah! I haz the grapes of Hess from Costco, though, so I iz happie.
Oh well, what’s in a name?
Well, that brings us back to the vexed moral issue of name-stealing.
But he who filches from me my good name,… ummm… well, they run the risk of catching something from it unless they sterilise it before use.
Love the trolls as thyself.
I know it’s hard.
But they have a purpose, just like the lilies.
Consider the trolls. They do not think, neither do they contribute anything that is useful. Are you more important than they? Surely the Lord will provide them with trust funds, wingnut sinecures and other forms of wingnut welfare. Otherwise, how would they live? Would you like to see Jonah Goldberg and his wife and children starving out on the steet if there really was a free market in place and Jonah could not make a living?
Nood game in man and woman, dear lard,
Is intermediate drool of their soles.
He who peels my terse peels trashed.
Jesus looked in my fridge.
Then a new life form leapt from it and throttled him. He made some gurgling noises, but it’s all quiet now.
I can haz raw Savya? K thnx bai.
I dibs Jesus’s pineal gland.
(Lex) Skink Tyree (Azagthoth) said,
Oh, I need to post on this one. I keep wondering when “V for Vendetta” will show up! What a wingnut wet dream!
So the Turner-Diaries genre of diary-form race-war porn has its imitators in Denmark? That would be enough to drive me to drink, if I were not there already.
Mikey
If you remember to stay out of tunnels, yeah. I’m forever getting wedged in low parking garages and underpasses. And you try walking through the mall in a 6’7″ gap-toothed libertarian suit and see how you get treated.
Sacri-licious!
Can I get a hit off that pineal gland, diibrad?
i cn haz beam of pink lite?
kthnxbai
My glasses!
don’t bogart that gland..
LIBERALS SUCK!
BWAHAHAHAHA!!!!!
“One genius in the comments section predicts that in less than fifty years “the whole world (excepting perhaps China) will be part of Islam.” These people need medication.”
This is just a bit of amateur speculation, but I think they desperately WANT that to happen. Then they can have a REAL World War Four! Not to mention being validated in their belief that the U.S. is the ONE TRUE bastion of civilization. Take that faggy secular Eurotrash! Take that all you wussy Oriental faiths that stress meditation and personal discipline and think all religions are valid! That’s what you get for competing economically with the U.S.A! Take that Mexi-fascist job stealers! That’ll teach all those Liberals and ungrateful foreigners ONCE AND FOR ALL!
Yeah, maybe that’s over the top but I seriously believe that’s what they feel on some level, though maybe not consciously. How else do you explain how much they seem to relish these fantasies?
Dang. The world has come to an end. A reviewer on NPR’s “Fresh Air” actually gave Britney Spears’ new album a positive review.
Just finished dinner – I got my weekly delivery of fresh organic veggies from the Santa Monica Farmer’s Market – delivered to my workplace – and brought them home. We have golden beets today. I roasted the beets, and chopped the greens up.
Then, because I have a whole lot of eggs since Ralphs did a “buy one get one free” on 18 pack eggs for Thanksgiving, I decided to make a beet green souffle for dinner. Some fresh arugula and tomatoes from the market delivery, and some thin-sliced leftover grilled flank steak – rare – turned into a good salad to eat with the souffle.
I’m happy.
Who the fuck is Megan?
And what’s up with Giuliani’s using city funds to pay for his trysts with Judy?
Will you still have a song to sing when the Razor Boy comes and takes your pretty things away?
Will you be singing it on that cold and windy day?
I’m 6′-0″ but on a height/weight chart I should be 8′-5″. Can I get a trust fund?
The sad cafe.
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Ms. Shipley’d biggest influence seems to have been the Batman TV series, based on the weird angles she uses for every shot. She always seems to be leaning to the left. Maybe she needs corrective footwear…
I liked Mikey’s photo best. The mystery of what’s in the box on the picnic table keeps me lingering.
You know what’s going to be on Glenn Beck tomorrow …
Liberals want to eat Jesus’ pineal gland!
I put Cheetos up my butt. They still tasted gooood!
The mystery of what’s in the box on the picnic table keeps me lingering.
Explosives?
Ms. Shipley’d biggest influence seems to have been the Batman TV series, based on the weird angles she uses for every shot.
I think it’s the still equivalent of NYPD Blue’s first crack at the shakycam.
Explosives?
Gawd. I suppose that was the ‘before’ picture. Probably some booze in there too. Just so he didn’t use the explosives to go fishing.
I blow chunks at pretty much everything I do, but I do it anyway: the opportunity – even if only to suck once again – is its own reward.
Megaaaaan! You go, girllll!
With the retail value of divine pineal gland extract do you really think I’m going to share for free? I mean, unless one of you is Zooey Deschanel, sorry.
I think it’s the still equivalent of NYPD Blue’s first crack at the shakycam.
Could be. She’s definitely provoking the viewer to do a little deductive detective work by leaving large portions of her subject out of the photo.
Snorghagen, you’re a genius.
What the FUCK is wrong with your dad’s ass?
Piles, mikey. Piles the size of the fucking Milky Way.
Jeez, don’t suppose the box coulda contained FOOD, do ya?
Nah, that’d be silly.
‘Sides, the perimeter was set, the claymores and concertina were out, and arty was registered.
It was a fucking PICNIC!!
mikey
“very talented photographer”?
right. “Talented” like a thirty year old emo trust fund baby who stays at her grandparents lake house between manic episodes and rehab stints.
Wow, I just got around to looking at Mikey’s composition..
The tension in the image between the box and the table speaks volumes about the nature of knowing, vs. not knowing. And the deliberate use of flat light, combined with the almost surreal slight overexposure, clearly demonstrate the validity of the photograph as an art form, indeed, as a means to realize our interconnectedness in ways that the written word can only allude to. Powerful stuff.
Damn, now that mystery is all shot to hell.
Diff Brad,
I could appear to you as Zooey Deschanel, would that do?
And is there a scale for divine pineal? Is say, Ganesha pineal cheaper than Buddha pineal? Which one will get me fucked up faster?
Hunter S. Thompson Pineal.
Truly devine.
Not bogus, like your ass…
mikey
McArdle’s got another winner up (emphasis hers):
In the comments she elaborates:
No one would include (off the top of my New World-oriented head) Lula, Tabaré Vásquez, Michelle Bachelet, Evo Morales, Rafael Correa, Hugo Chávez, Andrés Manuel López Obrador, Fidel (and Raúl!) Castro, and Portia Simpson-Miller. And over 150 years of theoretical and political discussion and debate have been reduced to expropriation.
Simple straw men for simple minds.
I’m guessing Hunter’s pineal is past it’s shelf date.
and my ass ain’t bogus, dude.
I see Mikey’s photo as a pictorial representation of the SN Killfile so those would be explosive pies which I guess you could call food. That wooded area looks peaceful enough but I hear tell it’s littered with the rhetorical carcasses of trolls with more time than sense and that a commenter who’s not careful could end up there too. Another reason I don’t talk to them. It’s fucking dangerous.
Another thing about Mikey’s composition – did you remember to bring the paper plates?
Someone always forgets to bring the paper fucking plates.
I want me some Dionysus pineal gland. And a harem. Or just a harem, which in my fantasy is kinda like the National Guard, in that it’s all volunteer and just asks one weekend a month.
Megan was making an ironic comment on Mitt Romney’s quote about Muslims, J–.
If she’d referenced Mitt in any way it would have totally spoiled the joke.
A harem.
Now we’re getting somewhere. Can I get a big hookah and some hash too? Cause I could probably do without the pineal gland in that case.
And liquid acid.
And quaaludes.
Yep. That’ll do it.
Oh. And chocolate milk.
Yeah…
mikey
Food and sunshine is good.
The mystery of what’s in the box on the picnic table keeps me lingering.
The box is an obvious synecdoche. Although the autumn foliage weakens the notion of picnic table as allegory, the framing nevertheless offers an unerring gaze (the eye-level view suggests structural unease). The reluctant viewer searches instinctively for a vinyl tarp.
a different brad: Could you please elaborate? I’m afraid I’m a bit slow tonight.
And now, more than 30 years later, you can climb a steep shitpile in Denton TX and look north, and with the right kind of eyes you can almost see the high water mark– the place where Teh Stupid finally broke and rolled back.
And if there is a blessing to be had here, kingubu, I wish you peace. For you have brought forth perfection.
And if I cannot provide peace, may I at least do the big spit on your shoes?
Gracias…
mikey
I’m here now. what are we talking about?
Hi Kathleen. We’re talking about how this utterly brilliant contest idea rules over everything everywhere.
Peace, photographic composition and a plethora of deities.
I’m here now. what are we talking about?
What if Megan threw a picnic and no one realized it sucked?
(with photographs)
ok, now I’m really here. and not b/c of any Althouse-name shenanigans. I have too many computers at my disposal. I’m so UMC.
so anyway. I would rather eat Chuckles’s Cookies of Cthullu than exert one brain cell on how to make Don Suber sexier.
Had to post about what you noticed, J–. Credit given.
if anyone ever realized their chili dogs sucked, no one would ever eat chili dogs.
words to live by.
Oh, and I mean libertarians are a pretty small political group, bigger than socialists but not big. Mitt got in trouble this week, or last, time blends, for saying Muslims were too small a group to merit representation in his potential Cabinet, n Mormons ain’t that much more common.
So, by Megan’s definition, the governments who broke the treaties with the Indians, as well as every slaveowner who stole someone’s freedom, these were sociaists?
And every corporate hack who raided trusts funds and investment funds? These are socialists?
It may be silly. But at least it approaches cogency.
Well, Kathleen, it seems to me that the most amazing thing about the last few threads is how well we’ve managed to avoid more than a small amount of troll infestation.
…The reluctant viewer searches instinctively for a vinyl tarp.
Oh, and I mean libertarians are a pretty small political group, bigger than socialists but not big.
In America.
word. how rare to log onto a 110 comment thread and not have a Gary or Saul or Kevin involved.
Thanks Megan!!!
Perhaps it was all that Con-Troll brand stupidity killer we spread in the corners beforehand.
Mhm. It’s not as if Megan were recently in any countries that identify as socialis….
ummm, as Jillian sez, Megan likes shoes!
If I ever realized my comments sucked, I would never comment.
words to live by.
(esp. considereing it took me three tries to spell ‘sucked’ correctly.)
What if I’m a Child Molester who voted for George W. Bush? Do I have the support of Right Wing Bloggers, since its all the same as being gay?
Also, does it help if they are of the same Race and opposite Gender? Or say I only Molest black Children, can I call liberals Hypocrites for not supporting me? Just getting some ground Rules down, in case I want to Run next Year.
Jesus! Jesus is that YOU, man?!?! Oh, dude, I haven’t seen you since we were hanging out at that beach party in Thailand back in 1988. How you been man? I lost your email address, so hit me back. We should totally go surfing again, do some bong rips, then hit the barbecue.
Hey, what about me? Am I chopped liver?
Has it really been that long, Buddha? I’ve been around. Hitchhiked through South America, lived in Bali for awhile, then Bakersfield. Nowadays I’m involved in a group that’s trying to save the Delta smelt. And making a documentary about Jesse Unruh.
Yeah, let’s get together again, next time you’re in the Central Valley. Or I could hitch up to Reno for a few days.
Is say, Ganesha pineal cheaper than Buddha pineal?
Hey, now!
Why doesn’t anyone ever pick on Qetesh? Or Mehitabel? No, it’s just all ripping up Ganesh all the fucking time.
Is it because they’re Abyssinians? Huh? Breedist wankers.
This blog sucks.
I’m taking ALL my chocolate milk and going HOME.
While I was waiting, I read this great AP piece about Oral’s spawn, Richard Roberts, who claims that god told him thanksgiving day to resign from ORU. Though, apparently, each ounce of Richard’s flesh resisted the idea, the god-man promised to “do something supernatural for the university” if he stepped down.
Apparently, god doesn’t have much pull with the board of regents at ORU, who are continuing with a lawsuit against Roberts.
So maybe Jesus will find a video of Mrs Roberts and some students doing the nasty, and they can sell it to fund the construction of a new library or something.
none of those pictures looked like they were framed properly to me. but maybe it’s just because i’m only 5’5″.
Ganesh Bengal Cat,
If my daddy taught me anything, it’s not to impugn another’s beliefs. You, of all cats, should know that monetary value does not equal the value of the soul. If, indeed, Ganesh pineal gave a stronger, more lucid high than another, perhaps more widely known deity, say Muhammad, (ooh, snap! ed.), then wouldn’t it truly be of greater value?
So, please, stay, we’ll need that chocolate milk with all this liquid acid.
If, indeed, Ganesh pineal gave a stronger, more lucid high than another, perhaps more widely known deity, say Muhammad, (ooh, snap! ed.), then wouldn’t it truly be of greater value?
Of greater value to whom? Certainly not to me, as I’ll be FUCKING DEAD.
Need I remind you, O Dude With Cross, who’s been claiming to have the Dead God Racket all to his own lil self? For about 2000 years? Hmm? Need a hint? Well, it’s sure not the god with the elephant head!
The way I see it, my chocolate milk is MY chocolate milk. Your lack of personal responsibility in the liquid acid department is equally YOURS.
People give me that chocolate milk and cakes and sweets for offerings, because they like me. It’s yummy. Delicious. I like it. Have liked it for centuries.
If you’re not happy with the blood, suffering and death that you get offered at a shockingly sickening rate, maybe you should say something. Maybe you shoulda said something a long time ago. It’s not like there’s not plenty of demented fuckwits who claim they can hear you.
Try some of that sweet reasonable crap on them, see where it gets you. It’s certainly wasted on me.
Now get offa my lawn, and outta my shrine, or my next Obstacle Removal will not be to your liking.
*wanders back inside muttering to self while munching sweets and drinking Delicious. Chocolate. Milk. *
Or just a harem, which in my fantasy is kinda like the National Guard, in that it’s all volunteer and just asks one weekend a month.
adb, when I read this I had a vision of several dozen heavily-armed young women with shaven heads and khakis, jogging at the double time through the remains of your screen door. Not sure what they would have done when they came to a halt: probably some kind of regimented exercise, with shouted insults by the harem sergeant or something.
As for any suggestion of eating the pineal glands of any feline deities hereabouts, I suggest you don’t tangle with the elephant-headed one, or he may end up wearing your goolies as earrings. And of course no-one would consider eating mine, given that I’m a goddess of either love and beauty or sacred ecstasy and sexual pleasure, depending on who you talk to. So there’s more value in keeping my pineal gland inside my noggin, if you follow my drift.
I’m off to do something possibly sacred.
Well, that certainly illustrates a point.
For the record, my dear friend Ganesh Bengal Cat, I, Sweet Zombie Jesus, am not the Jesus whom the demented fuckwits claim to be able to hear. That shithead made the fundamental enlightened being mistake of speaking in parables and allowing a court to be built up around him, and for whatever good intentions he might have had, he completely fucked up as judged by the oceans of blood that have been spilled in his name. No, I am the beige sheep of the family, I sat at Shiva’s side as he devoured the universe, and listened as Krishna instructed Arjuna. I sat with Buddah under the tree. I walked with Muhammad. But I did not lead a flock. I did not offer explanations of truth to frightened followers. I just thought Different Brads’ calling dibs on Jesus’ pineal was funny.
There endeth the lesson.
Oh. Well. Never mind, then.
However, still no chocolate milk for youuuuuuuuuuuu!
I too want to be 6′ 7″ and have a trust fund, whatever that is. Is there any of that
humanJesus Growth Hormone left?Otherwise will settle for adrenochrome.
The real Jebus would kick the elephant cat god’s butt, give the chocolate milk to a lower upper middle class boy who looked sad, and grab a blond woman with fake breasts, all while humming the American anthem.
Or that’s what the talking crab here claiming to be Jebus reincarnated is telling me. It’s hard for me to tell whether to believe him. I think chewing half the gland at once might’ve been a bit too much. Ah well. I’m going to go back to hiding in the ceiling until the monster with the body of a dog and the heads of all the Golden Girls plus Delta Burke goes away.
Night all.
Dude. That’s harsh.
I did my best. I spread the word. But Mankind must find its own way. It is the eternal way, as I learned from Lao Tzu.
Me again. Mary says that using the word “mankind” is sexist, and I see her point. So read it as this:
That photo of Megan is her outside the Rock & Roll Hotel on H Street, burping up a soul she sucked out of some poor Georgetown frat boy.
Ignore the talking crab, ADB. But anything you hear from your big toes, that’s pure gospel.
Megan seems unlikely to stop launching cheerfully out of bed each morning.
Well if I had a convenient bed-side trebuchet, I wouldn’t stop launching cheerfully either. Am hoping for one as a War-on-$mas present. [gentle hint].
Clyde–um, that “Turner Diaries” thing is being hosted by a dude in Virginny calling himself “Baron Bodissey”. But he and his “Army of Midgets” are planning on saving Denmark with their blogging yes. I just have a giggly interest in reading their site, since the wife is holding the link to mine hostage (yes, she really thinks this is a game of sorts. Personally, publicly stating that I want nothing to do with them is quite enough, but her nutty emails are amusing nonetheless).
Anyways, wow more 6’7″ers? I married one, myself, and now my kids are rapidly outgrowing me….at age 7.
BTW, with these new satellite images of Antarctica, has anyone spotted Cthulthu?
Not yet, but it looks like they found an old city.
Bring back the Boston Rag
(Lex) Skink,
Iz in ur Antarctic ocean, eating ur chilean sea bass.
Jesus! Jesus is that YOU, man?!?! Oh, dude, I haven’t seen you since we were hanging out at that beach party in Thailand back in 1988. How you been man? I lost your email address, so hit me back. We should totally go surfing again, do some bong rips, then hit the barbecue.
Budda? Bitch owes me 14 bucks.
Just to let the other masochists know, Megan posted about race and IQ today. Twice, sort of.
I am now mad at Jebus.