Month: November 2005

Don’t you think that everything you just said is wrong, wrong, wrong?

  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 me that 1,000 plus people have engaged theirselves in something as time consuming and meaningless…

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The 6900

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 my mascot: Tom the Time-Traveling Toad. That wasn’t the problem, really, the problem was my…

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“Not until you think of the irony”

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 that she may use it. It will be greatly appreciated if you can issue me…

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Nice Guys Screw Themselves III

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 might work for their benefit. It won’t. Ever. Give it up. The fundamental difference between…

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Nice Guys Screw Themselves II

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 stopped. It was half because I realized the pattern that was going on and half…

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Tao of Gabe: Cookie is a Sometimes Topic

Tao of Gabe Gabe the Delightful Beaver here with a preposterous claim: Cookie Monster never eats cookies!! Check it out the next time you see him. He always yells and moves his hands in a purposeful manner, but every single cookie crumb bounces out of his mouth as if it hit a mysterious, black wall.…

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