Note: For those of you who haven’t heard a lot from me via e:mail – I had a scarynastybad crash with Thunderbird and lost everydamnfrigginthing in my Inbox. I didn’t lose the file, huge thing that it is, but the msf file or the actual file is corrupted and it won’t read in. I managed to save everything else (whoop-tee-doo).
C. Monster over at Soylent approached me a few days ago and said “Lemur King, you’re an ass and I want nothing to do with you.”
No, he didn’t say that. He might have thought it but even as blunt as he can be, he did not utter those words.
He did, however, spew forth an idea. One that mocks those who are still all a-tizzy about carbon credits, AGW, wring hands to excess, and worry about the extinction off all life as we know it. He gets some of the best ideas… he’s like a twisted artistic muse.
Hey, if you extend the timeline out enough, the survival rate drops to zero.
I want to do Letherback Turtles next. I’m haggling over the denomination with c.monster…
By the way, all eco-terrorist trolls – I happen to love sea turtles almost as much as dolphins so piss right off if you feel like having a shit-hemorrhage with indignation over the use of endangered animals on money thing.
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cbullitt over at Soylent Green came to me with a graphics idea earlier this week and I’ve been devoting a few hours a night to it. Eco-bucks in 1 Billion dollar denominations.
See, this is a good thing, because I’m so burned out work-wise that while my brain works and all (techno-whoring isn’t that hard once the ball gets rolling) I still am unable to generate new graphics ideas.
I sure hope it cools down soon. In the meantime, mosey on over there and tell me what you think of the new UN/IPCC/Obama/WeatherWhiner Eco-bucks currency.
Proud of this guy, and by association damn proud to be an American – this guy is something else.
Marine re-enlists – blind double-amputee.
Unlike Michele Obama, I was proud to be an American before, but this is frosting on the cake.
Everyone has a price.
Some sell their bodies. Some sell their brains. Some sell time and other sell skill. Some do all the aforementioned. I fall into that category under loose definitions. I’m a techno-whore.
But this lady… she had a price, too. It’s obvious that her pride had a monetary value and could be bought.
I can only pray that my children choose something more honorable like drug dealing, practicing law, or excrement collector at the zoo.
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