Get Off My Planet

December 27th, 2007, by The Angry Drunk

Inspired by com­ments on a blog post about the recent leg­is­la­tion to man­date CFL level effi­ciency in light­bulbs by 2012. I’ve decided on a new stock response to the usual whin­ing from peo­ple that con­ser­va­tion and char­ity is too much of an impo­si­tion on them…Fuck you, and get off of my planet.

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Fuck Google

December 26th, 2007, by The Angry Drunk

I missed the ini­tial hul­la­balo sur­round­ing the recent Google Reader fiasco (link goes to the Slashdot dis­cus­sion). But I may as well add my thoughts.


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Huzzah!

October 17th, 2007, by The Angry Drunk

Wow, usu­ally my com­plete and utter apa­thy results in my rants being hor­ri­bly late; but for a change I was ahead of the curve. Go ahead and com­mence to fel­lat­ing each other you mighty Prophets of Nerdistan. Your whin­ing and com­plain­ing has slayed the mighty dragon that is Steve Jobs. He has heard your pro­nounce­ments and hung his mock-turtle-clad neck in shame. Yes you, and you alone, have forced Apple to announce a SDK for the iPhone

Or, per­haps not. Certainly noth­ing that any­one says or does will con­vince you oth­er­wise. So, drink deeply from your flagon of Mountain Dew Code Red! For you have tri­umphed over a great injus­tice! It’s still not going to get you anal though.

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Let’s Kill All the Analysts!

July 25th, 2007, by The Angry Drunk

Sorry Will, it’s not the lawyers who need to go up against the wall; it’s the Wall Street ‘ana­lysts;’ espe­cially those who cover tech­nol­ogy. I want a job where I can pull some overly inflated ‘expected sales’ out of my ass; and when the prod­uct in ques­tion fails to meet the tar­get that I, not the actu­ally com­pany sell­ing the prod­uct, set for it; I can write up a retarded screed on how sales are ‘slip­ping’ to drive more hits to my master’s web­site. And yes, I know that I’m not cit­ing any actual sources here; but I’ll be fucked raw before I send one click to these fuck­ing leeches’ sites. ps.Fuck you Forbes​.com for hav­ing not only a site load inter­si­tial, but a Flash adds with audio on thour damned site. That shit was a dick-move in 2001 and it’s a dick-move now.

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Too Tired for Outrage

May 25th, 2007, by The Angry Drunk

So, here’s the deal. This week­end I’m going to a party for a spe­cial friend of mine. What kind of party, you ask. Is it a birth­day, an anniver­sary, a grad­u­a­tion? No, the party that I’m going to is so that we can col­lect sup­plies to send to her brother’s Army unit in Afghanistan. Read that last sen­tence again. We’re gath­er­ing sup­plies to send to an Army unit. Not the sort of care pack­ages that would have been sent in ear­lier con­flicts; you know, home baked treats, lux­ury items that aren’t avail­able there…porn. No, we’re gath­er­ing soap and toi­let paper.

Toilet!

Fucking!

Paper!

And yet the President can get on cam­era; and with a straight face claim that call­ing for the return of our brave men and women to their homes is some­how not sup­port­ing the troops. Let me ask you this Mr. Bush, how many rolls of that Whitehouse TP will you be donating.

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Valentine’s Day

February 14th, 2007, by The Angry Drunk

And here we are on Valentine’s Day, the national hol­i­day of florists, Hallmark and the cock-suckers at DeBeers. Well, fuck dia­monds, fuck “greet­ing” cards and fuck dead flow­ers. But to my true friends, to the ones that I love and adore.… Thank you for being in my life. May you live as long as you love, and love as long as you live.

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