WTF Carnival #2
(reposted from the past) Wednesday, November 30, 2005 Well, here we are again, the Wow, That’s Funny Carnival #2. The same people are here, mainly Me, Myself, and I. Oh, and then there’s Seth, Pixel, and the newbie Adam. Replacing…
(reposted from the past) Wednesday, November 30, 2005 Well, here we are again, the Wow, That’s Funny Carnival #2. The same people are here, mainly Me, Myself, and I. Oh, and then there’s Seth, Pixel, and the newbie Adam. Replacing…
I’ve noticed that some posts don’t even trickle in the blogospherical psyche while some seem to gather comments like they’re going out of style (which they are. Comments are so last season). For a long time I assumed it was…
Tao of Gabe I’m Gabe the Fantastic Beaver and I’m in love. If you have never been in love, it is a strange feeling that I can’t really describe to you but with a series of increasingly terrible metaphors, similes,…
When I was 16, my friend decided to go on a midnight hike across a mountain. Not wanting him to die, I went with him– wearing all black– across a mountain that was 40 km across (or 22 gallons). By…
My ideal curriculum: Grade 1: Addition, Subtraction, Multiplication, simple division. English. Latin. Reading. Spelling. Art. P.E. Grade 2: Large scale addition, Subtraction with Borrowing, Multiplication, Long Division. Latin. English. Choice of Japanese or Chinese. Spelling, Grammar. Drawing. P.E. (swimming) Grade…
I’ve created a bunch of games over my lifetime. Here, in all their glory, are all the ones I could find in the archives: “People projecting their labels on you projekt:“ hold hands with a friend of yours of the…
(sorry about the shoddy html earlier. I accidentally went off with a beautiful woman, had an adventure, saved a pestilent bird only to let him die again, had a fantastic time with friends I love, had good food, played some…
Gabe the Enlightened Beaver here to boost your low, low self-esteem. It has come to my attention that many uglier, dumber, and smellier humans have a low opinion of themselves. We all have moments in which we feel worthless, though…
Who here hasn’t laughed at someone who had a xanga? And while livejournal is a bit better, it’s still a blogospherical embarrassment. There was once a time when we at Blogger were at the top and could brag about it,…
Only the mediocre die middle aged. 1: So you had to swallow your words? 2: Yeah. 1: Then what? 2: I had a vowel movement. You know what’s funny? Humorous observations. 1: Women, Nature’s Rubik’s Cube. 2: Yeah, but I…
The deadline for the next WTF! Carnival is the 25th (Friday). Send your submissions to submissions(at)pixcapacitor(dot)com and I shall forward them to Aeger. Alternatively, you could send them to Aeger and he’ll post them the 31st. (it has come to…
It’s my 500th post. Hey, blogosphere, give me some love. Everyone (calling all lurkers) comment on why they read me, how they came about the blog, and/or what they love best of what I do.
I go insane. Every time I try to spell something that ends with ‘-er‘ or ‘-re‘ or ‘-or‘ or ‘-our‘ or ‘-ise‘ or ‘-ize‘ or ‘-ce‘ or ‘-se‘ or ‘-xion‘ or ‘-ction‘ or any of the other hundred-odd variations in…
Subject: Hey Pixel. Message: I have a favor to ask. Do you know or is it possible for you to dismantle a club that you created? You are the creator of the parking nazi club, and frankly it disturbs…
I just lost 600 words. This is what I get for being productive. Actually, if you want to be technical about it, this is what I get for inserting a graphic of a frog, naming it Tom, then calling it…
I found this exact note on the computer I was working at: REGISTRATION-INDIVIDUALS PO BOX 9942 MOONEE PONDS VIC 3039 Dear Sir/Madam: I have just learned that someone has got the access to my tax file number, and I’m concerned…
Nice does not mean spineless. Sometimes guys hide behind the excuse of “I’m a nice guy” in hopes of sympathy. Perhaps if people realize that nice guys mean well but have a universe to compete against, perhaps then their niceness…
I was a nice guy all of my life. Not ‘nice, nice,’ but nice. One of those people that girls would call at two in the morning to complain about their boyfriends. And I listened. And I cared. Then I…