unbloggable

okay guys, so i know i haven't updated in a while, but it's mostly because all the interesting stuff going on in my life is kind of unbloggable for one reason or another. so if you're really dying for the scoop, you're just going to have to call me. hopefully bloggable stuff will start happening to me soon.

what an unbelievable tool.

i can't imagine the nerve it takes for this guy, after all the shit he's bumbled through in the past five years, to just say, "don't worry. i'm handling this just fine." to say that security is so important that domestic wiretapping is essential, but not important enough that we actually operate our own ports? are you kidding?

but, at the rate these guys are fucking things up, maybe we should just outsource "homeland security" to the highest bidder and cross our fingers.

f-f-f-f-freezing

okay, so you guys know that i blog all the time about hating my boss. whatever. it's old news. but today - TODAY, i will describe the situation that has propelled me to dizzying new heights of boss-hating.

so, today is president's day. or is it presidents' day? either way. it is a holiday, and one that someone with an office-type job can reasonably expect to have off. well, i don't, but whatever, because i also don't have MLK day or veteran's day or labor day off. in our office building, on any federal holiday, since the building is officially closed, you have to pay a special "holiday rate" for the heat/air conditioning. my boss, who is one of those people who is extremely rich but a total scrooge, refuses to pay this holiday rate, and so when we work on holidays, we work without heat or air conditioning. now, when we worked on labor day, this was no big deal, because even though it was like 90 degrees out, it wasn't so bad inside.

but last night, the low was 12 degrees, and when we came in at 9 am it was around 20 degrees. no heat. there's no way it's more than 40 degrees in our office, and all of us are sitting at our desks in coats and scarves. i haven't been able to feel my toes for about the last 4 hours, and typing is tough with icicles for fingers. how fucked up is this? i mean, really? and here's the best part: my boss just called us "wimps." i couldn't make this shit up if i tried.

a guy gets shot and a guy gets fired

oh man. two big stories:

1) the vice president shot somebody. i know i'm a few days behind on this but i just now stopped laughing.
Daily Show Day One
Daily Show Day Two

2) so, there's this republican political science professor at knox. i can't think of a funny pseudonym for him so we'll just say, you know, the professor. well, he left knox in the middle of the year this past year, and only today did i hear the whole story. background: this guy is youngish, married, with 2 or 3 little kids. so here's the scoop: apparently, this professor got caught having a threesome with two of his students, a first-year and a junior. and here's the ultra-super irony: this all happened on a class trip to Bill Clinton's Presidential Library. i'm not kidding.

ahhhhhhhhhh.

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man, netflix was the ONE PURE THING

fucking netflix! i bet this is because of their partnership with walmart. netflix, i wish i knew how to quit you! oh wait, i do. and i will. fuckers.

sometimes, dilbert says so much.

it just keeps getting worse

From today's Washington Post:

"It is a rare thing for the biography of a 24-year-old NASA spokesman to attract the attention of the national media. But that is what happened this week when George C. Deutsch tendered his resignation. Mr. Deutsch had, it emerged, lied about his (nonexistent) undergraduate degree from Texas A&M University. Far more important, several New York Times articles over the past week or so have exposed Mr. Deutsch as one of several White House-appointed public affairs officers at the agency who tried to prevent senior NASA career scientists from speaking and writing freely, especially when their views on the realities of climate change differed from those of the White House."

The Politics Of Science

umm, zombie roaches. i'm not kidding.

holy jesus christ