Archive for June, 2005

Sad Joke

Monday, June 6th, 2005

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

Ha!

Ha Ha!

*sob*

BREAKING: Steve Jobs fucking Insane!

Monday, June 6th, 2005

Well, looks like the “Apple to use Intel” rumors were true.

Bloody Hell.

So after ten years of “The PPC is Better/Faster/Stronger/Just Plain Cooler” Intel now delivers “Better performance per watt”.

Yeah, that’s why my Pentium 4 M laptop feels slower and hoter than my Mac Mini. (And, yes Windows’ horribly broken VM system doesn’t help.)

Bloody. Fucking. Hell.

And this just a month after buying my Mac Mini. My PPC-based Mac Mini. My Mac software buying plans just nosedived.

I’ll say this, I don’t think there’s enough RDF Kool-Aid to soften the hit from this one. If Apple’s Mac sales take a dive between now and the Mactel transition the whole Board of directors, including The Steve, should be thrown under a bus. And rightly so.

UPDATE:
Good god. Slashdot is slashdoted, along with every Mac rumor site in my bookmarks. Wonder if this might actually provoke some output from AtAt or if Jack’s going to be hiding under the couch and sobbing.

EuroTrash Disco Extravaganza! (Ding Ding Dong)

Thursday, June 2nd, 2005

Have you ever wondered “Are there any music videos featuring stereotipical Miami Vice Colombian drug Dealers in Swedish soft-core porn settings?

Wonder no more, your prayers have been answered.

And if you’ve ever asked yourself “Are there German Disco groups that dress in satin Cossack outfits and do silly dance routines to realy bad songs”?

Boy, have we got you covered.

(link via BoingBoing.)

Captian Ewwww….

Thursday, June 2nd, 2005

This is just wrong:

JAMES SPADER has developed a closer working relationship with BOSTON LEGAL co-star WILLIAM SHATNER – after sleeping with him.

As if Captian Kirk sleeping with James Spader isn’t disturbing enough, there’s this:

And Spader admits his castmate has a very distinctive odour.

He explains, “You can tell a lot about a person by that first impression, that first smell. He had a very sort of, a strangely very attractive sort of pungent sort of gamey, sort of a venison or a lamb sausage… and a little bit of rosemary with a touch of ranch dressing.”

I need to go wash my brain out with bleach now.

Ewwwww…..