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Monthly Archive for April, 2008

10 hallmarks in the evolution to blogging

Evolution to blogging
1. The woman refuses to live in trees anymore. She cries too much about it. Therefore the man had to discover the cave.

2. The cave turns out to be too cold for the woman. She is complaining and crying about it. Therefore the man discovers the fire.

3. The woman’s offspring are making too much noise because they’re too hungry. She cries. The man invents the bat and the bow and goes out hunting for food.

4. The children eventually get food poisoning from all that meat. That makes the woman sad, so she cries. The mad invented agriculture.

5. The woman finds it boring that she has to eat of leafs all the time. She’s crying about it, so the man invented pottery.

6. The cave is a little too exposed to humidity so the pottery doesn’t really last that long. The woman’s crying about it. Therefore the man goes and builds a stone and wood home for them.

7. It’s cold still, especially during winter. The woman cries. The man therefore invented tannery.

8. As it turns out, clothing made out of dead animal skin doesn’t smell all that great, nor is it very comfortable. The man tries his luck with wool clothing (too coarse so the woman’s crying out loud), linen (not as coarse, but still not the lucky guess, so the woman’s just sobbing) and eventually silk clothes (these seem to do it, because the woman’s finally cracking a smile).

9. The woman is shocked to learn that she looks a lot like all the other women. Quite unsurprisingly, she starts to cry. The man invented make up and jewelery.
Woman crying

Thousand of years and billions of reasons to cry about after….

10. Between soaps, Oprah and Dr. Phil, the woman’s life tends to get a little boring. The weather’s a little depressing, she doesn’t feel like gossiping with her friends and the spa is so yesterday. The exotic $20.000 vacation that she wanted didn’t turn out as expected, since her loser husband wanted to save money in the bank for the children’s college funds. So she wants some anonymous attention, she wants to write something and express her true free self. And the same as countless time before, the woman starts crying.

The man invented the blog.

Moral of the story: every time a woman cries, the humanity tends to evolve.

Happy people killing Barbies

A couple months ago I was somewhat amused by the Barbie killing ladies from Barbie Massacre so I decided to try and get in touch with them.
Meanwhile I got to know a little bit about them (thanks ladies, I appreciate it very much) and I’m ready for a detailed follow-up, with the pictures of the gory modern art and everything. Try and keep your eyes on the text and send the kids to bed, you don’t want that kind of art in your living room. (click on the pictures for full size)



As Catherine, the criminal mastermind behind these morbid yet humorous scenes, assures me, these six ladies involved in the project are all of sound body and mind who happen to share “a slight fascination for the macabre”.




The gang of six ladies (4 married and 2 single in case someone’s wondering, I know I did in the first place) invested 3 months and the budget of 40 sets of Barbie/Ken dolls for their 15 completed scenes masterpiece, says Jesse, one of the main authors.



As the same very nice Jesse said to me, they’re hoping to add more morbid modern art scenes. Well, thank you so much ladies and I’m hoping to be there to witness the results. Maybe this will get you motivated to relapse soon.


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Snow day incoherent ramblings

Snow DayIt’s snowing on April 20th. This is Edmonton, better deal with it. After +21 C a couple days ago, now the vehicle shows me an impressive -10 C and the snow is up to my knees when i go start the car. Not too bad eh? Hello? City of Edmonton? This is 66th street, yes, I would like to be plowed soon. Man, if I was a tax payer in this city I would complain so that it hurts.
This is my first personal post since the grand reopening exactly one week ago. I can’t say I’m unhappy with the way that turned out as my Google Analytics shows me 12.556 page views for the last 7 days, which is quite what I expected from this blog’s first week of full functionality. So I will pursue writing without hoping for any monetary gain in the near future, but for establishing a community of like-minded readers.
Anyways, on this beautiful Sunday afternoon I decided to stay inside with my girlfriend, watch LOST, write these boring musings and hope for a nice dinner tonight, which brings me to my second point today: to my great delight, I just happen to have the world’s best cook for a girlfriend. Even more, I can go and say that she’s the only exception I’ve ever met to the “there’s no such thing as a woman with good looks that cooks and cleans (Eminem)” rule. And I somehow managed to get her so interested in the blogging phenomena that she wants to start her own blog soon, which I’m very confident in, as she’s the best cook, party planner and talented (certified too) flower artist in the world. We’re still debating on the domain name for that, but we’re inclined towards “Cook with Kelsey”, but if there are other opinions from web savvy users out there, we’re gonna listen and debate that too.
As Nikki the bitch from LOST gets buried along with Paolo, I can’t help but wonder as an unexpected conclusion to all of this: how can a person be from Kamchatka?

300 pounds of dancing meat

Since the success of plus-sized Chloe Marshall, the British size 16 model that made it into the final of the Miss England competition, it looks like more BBW have worked on the self-confidence aspect quite a bit. But sometimes (and this is where I’m pushing for this behavior to be outlawed), sometimes some of these beauties don’t realize that they have their own gravity field and they strike oil when they walk in high heels so they decide to display themselves on camera. Here’s the nasty conclusion:

 


Enjoy your single life

Not many men out there are happy with their single status, they’re either crying for their long lost pickle or they simply had a long, lonely, socially unsuccessful life and they’re quite depressed about it. Well, you gotta take time and look at the bright side, because sometimes even the happiest married or involved men out there long for some bachelor delights.

Drive a 2 seater

Think about it. If you’re married or wanting to have kids with a woman, she’ll end up making you buy a minivan. She’ll be like: “Johnny, you’ll drive a Voyager and love every minute of it!”. Then people will profile you as a slow driving, mid-life suburban responsible father, instead of the wild, free, independent and self-assured man that lies inside of you. Bonus suggestion: you might as well buy a mean bike too, but there’s no guarantees that you’ll stay single for long.

Dont Drive a minivan

Blow your money on geeky stuff

You don’t need to learn that from me, but a chick that’s closely involved in your life will certainly not appreciate the beauty of an USB missile launcher like you do. Instead she’ll ask you to go buy her mascara, flowers, cotton candy or groceries for her mom. Bonus information: if you’re a loaded single guy, treat yourself to your own gaming room. You’ll never need a girl again.

Eat forbidden foods

When in a relationship, you’re repeatedly nagged about your eating habits. Having a burger every once in a while won’t kill you like she says, so go ahead and knock yourself out. It’s not like you have to confess about it when you come home and hear the lecture about how that’s gonna lead to your untimely demise, thus leaving the kids without a father model (not that she wouldn’t get married one year after anyways).

Burger

Start a blog
Not the best thing in the world, but being single should make it better, what else are you gonna do on a Saturday night? Who knows, maybe you’re the next hot thing and you’ll end up making millions. Bonus information: you can write very sexist stuff on your single’s blog, no one’s gonna get mad at you.

Dream on
The difference between the taken guys and the free birds is that the latter can always dream big. Try your luck, flirt on, have fantasies, play life cool. You know, they calculated that the single man’s career has a 37 % better chance of being successful compared to the average married guy. Bonus information: be a money making machine and you won’t stay single for very long and then you’ll have to go and buy mascara, groceries, diamond earrings….

Sharing your life on the web - the sadness

Web 2.0 at its best

One of the initial pillars of web 2.0 (back in the day when it was just a nice concept, not just RSS, gloss, rounded corners and obsessive traffic whores) was the focus on User Generated Content; anyone was to be free to express, speak, debate, write, read, create, share and invent- much like the European Renaissance, only wronger. Somehow in the ocean of thoughts there are still people that seem to take the concept of personal expression a little too seriously and I’m not talking about pre-adolescent emos, rock stars or Rosie O’Donnell, I’m talking about functional, regular, well-off, socially-able adults who seem to have reached the bottom of the sadness barrel and have been touched by this irresistible urge of sharing the sorrow with the World Wide Web.

Sad Moon

Pickle has ended our relationship
Sure enough, the development of emotional corpus displayed by my subject tonight surpassed my most optimistic expectations of amusement. He is a 37 year old guy, apparently involved in a busy and somewhat rewarding professional life, with a slight … weakness in the social department and a great big emotional and needy heart revolving around this chick named - rather unsurprisingly - Pickle.
It all starts last year in May, when our guy here gets a nice birthday card from Pickle. Here’s the reaction he couldn’t help sharing with the entire world (as always, the quotes and spelling are entirely authentic and intact):

All I could do was to stare at this card and cry a bit. It is these small thinmgs that complete my life and now some of you might now know why I love this woman so much!!!

Not too bad so far, except from maybe the casual tears that remind me of Jack from LOST a little too much, but as things tend to head a little downhill between our poor soul and Pickle, it starts to look cheesy.

Guys there too on a whole are good looking. Most tanned and muscle ridden. They just seem to accent the women for some reason and I haven’t really figured out why.

This part comes after we find out he went to the beach (yes, breaking news, we really needed to know that too). He goes on by describing what else he likes about the beach: kids, sun, sand and then oh yes, the men. Reading throughout the whole blog I find out that he was married two times before but it didn’t work out. I think I can tell him from one quick glance that probably flashing memories of “muscle ridden” men? Anyways, as the story goes, Pickle dumps him and all hell breaks loose:

Well the unthinkable has happened. I am no longer with my pickle. She has some issues that need to resolved with herself and they don’t involve me. So I have been kicked to the curb if you will. I thought maybe I should write and let you all know what was going on with me. The crying is done and now I need to focus on packing and getting out of here. I want to thank all of you who have written so many things and keeping me entertained and enthralled with your lives. I hope to be able to come back and talk to you all soon.

Hang on pal, “the unthinkable”? Perhaps she kicked you out because you said something about her abs not being manly enough? Or maybe for choosing people’s lives on the sad blogs for entertainment? No, wait, I’m sure it was just that she “needs to resolved some issues”.

Well it has happened to me once again. Pickle has ended our relationship. I am, without better words, devastated. I will no longer be able to see her face and hear her giggle. Smell her skin or feel her hair. She was the air that I breathed and now it is gone. I still am in the dark as to exactly why she is gone but it is true. I am not looking for sympathy or anything like that. I just wanted everyone to know why I was not going to be around. I love this place and the people here but my pain is deep and will start to eat at me. I am not going to be a very nice person until I can get past this and that is going to take me a great amount of time. I gave her my entire heart and it is going to take time to find it again, and sometimes I think it might be a better idea to just leave it lost. Ok I am starting to ramble it is time to go.

Yes, friend, please do leave it lost. Okay, now that was the last of his entries. Now, some people may not find this funny, but the thing that a 37 year old guy feels like he should share in such a pussy-ass style his love and passion for Pickle (though being positively gay) on a very public forum is funny in itself. But for the ones of you that lack the sense of male decency and the emotional control, i just need to serve this coupe de grace. Here is a picture of the guy:

Sad Moon

< She was the air that I breathed and now it is gone >

3 very idiotic sex, dating and relationship questions you can find on the web

With the pseudo answers they deserve from yours truly

The internet is an interesting entity, it’s certainly the world’s best place to find certifiable idiotic nincompoops, all naive, semi-illiterate and mostly fully ready to share their most intimate silly dirty secrets. So I took the liberty of trying to meet the needs of those touched by the three following situations (in my own way); perhaps it will show them the way before embarrassing themselves by posting their feeble minded relationship insecurities on very public forums so mean sexist pigs like me can deride them as morons.

Number 3 (the cheating boyfriend legend)

bitter breakup

Should I marry my cheating boyfriend? It’s not like he gets away with it because I catch him every time!

should i marry my boyfriend of three years? even though he cheated on me numberous times and lied about it and i caught him everytime.

< female, United States, age 18-21, anonymous >

Ted’s answer: My dear anonymous girl, normally I would say yes, marry the asshole and take him for all he’s worth the very first time he slips, but it’s obvious to me by now that you don’t possess the required social skills, people knowledge or even the deepest intellect in the whole world. So I say - as long as you PLEASE stay away from reproduction - take this guy to be your lawful wedded husband. You probably deserve to be cheated on, no offense.

Number 2 (can you make the gay straight?)

are they gay?

My boyfrind might be gay! What am I going to do? Can I make him straight?

Im so worried My Boy Friends Gay,
Im his first GirlFriend and he always used to get teased and called gay, and resently he told me hes not so sure him self!
I dont know what to do! he says he loves me, but if he was gay i dont know how id cope with losing him!
is there any way to make him straight!?!
i think the best idea is to surport him even if he does deside he likes guys…..but..
please tell me what to do!

< female, United States, age 22-25, anonymous >

Ted’s answer: Of course you can make him straight again. All you need to do is go back to that school you dropped out of, learn basic English, read a couple books, act smart, be beautiful, be successful… What? No can do? Then I’m sorry to say this: your man there would rather blow Ghandi before holding your hand.

Number 1 (the incest master)

nice couple

My nan and his pop are first cousins! Would this affect any future children we may have?

Please help.
my boyfriend and i have been together for 5 years and have just found out that my nan and his pop are 1st cousins. we are devestated and wondering what problems there will be if we decide to stay together and have children???

< female, Australia, age 22-25, anonymous >

Ted’s answer: There will be no problems, rest assured. I am quite certain that in the kind of family you guys kept breeding there, there will be no problem if your children look like the two above `aight mate? Perhaps if you have a boy and a girl you should make them marry each other, you know, just to close the circle?

Two-headed baby girl from India worshiped as goddess

The one month old little miracle is already world-wide famous

Lali, the name that her parents chose for her turned one month old this last Friday and she was born with a medical condition called polycephaly, meaning that she basically has two faces. Unfortunate as it may be, I believe the approach that people with incomplete education have had towards this event should make one try to force them to allow her to receive medical attention instead of just sitting there and blindly thinking that she is the reincarnation of a Hindu goddess.

Ganesh the Hindu Goddess

This is Ganesh, the Hindu God

And this is Lali Singh, does anyone mind if I fail to see the resemblance?

Lali the two-faced girl from India

Though this topic has been made available through mass media on all possible channels, after reading throughout all those interviews, on location reports and all that traditional media crap, I believe no one, but no one except from a few timid blogging voices had any kind of opinion that would even challenge common sense.

Here’s what I’m talking about : “Up to 100 people have been visiting Lali at her home every day to touch her feet out of respect, offer money and receive blessings”, Vinod Singh, 23, a poor farm worker, the unfortunate girl’s father had to say for AP. He also did not forget to mention that he believes she’s fine, “like any other child”. Okay, please do not judge to me too harshly, but shouldn’t the “poor farm worker” that probably likes the money offerings from the other superstitious people should consider the fact the his own daughter is in pain most evidently and that perhaps he should not have said no to the offer of a free CT that the local doctor made him? Excuse me, but isn’t that what your regular dad in a regular place in this world would do?
All I have to say about this is that I hope those people that parented this unlucky baby girl will be apprehended for stupidity and be kept from further reproduction. As for little Lali, all I would like to say is: please, let her live her short life pain-free, she does not deserve to be tortured, she does not deserve to be a circus freak in the name of a superstition, she deserves to live and die in peace, as much as that is possible at this point.

sources:
ABC news and CNN

The world’s ugliest dog - in memoriam

“The Ambassador Extraordinaire of ugly dogs everywhere”
SAM is the three times, undefeated champion of the “World’s Ugliest Dog” contest (2003, 2004, 2005), well, who could defeat him? Most unfortunately he was put down due to heart complications as he was close to reach ultimate fame along with 15 years of age.

Sam the World's Ugliest Dog

“I’ve got a little itch there”

Susie Lockheed took him in as a rescue dog in 1999 and made an internet star out of him, followed by some screen appearances.

Sam the World's Ugliest Dog

“Feed me a cookie and I’ll give you a kiss”

He is so special, he sports his own page on wikipedia although one would prefer it a little more elaborated.

Sam the World's Ugliest Dog

“Is my lower lip a little crooked?”

Sam was a purebred Chinese Crested Hairless although if one performs a little bit of research on this particular breed he won’t find many dogs resembling this nature’s oddity.

Sam the World's Ugliest Dog

“All this attention got me tired”

The voting for the 2008 World’s Ugliest Dog Contest has already started and it looks quite exciting, so take some time to browse around, maybe you need to adopt a puppy soon.

Sam the World's Ugliest Dog

“I hope they’re removing the red-eye effect, I hate looking bad in pictures”

And just to make sure I’m going to hell, after picking on physical faults of God’s creatures before, I’ve decided to include this link of the World’s Unofficial Ugliest Human Being, just for, erm, comparison purposes.

Ted’s Game reloaded

After diving into the blogosphere for about three months i can say i finally got my shit together and I’m truly ready to start blogging. And because I wanna relaunch in style, I’ve worked my ass off pulling off this non-web 2.0 theme and as you may have noticed I’ve added a link to each of the words in this entry, just because I’m a true attention-whore, just because I want to receive some smiles and some feedback as soon as I (re) start blogging.

careful

< It has hatched, let’s mother it now >

So if you got linked, don’t hesitate to drop me off a shout, a rant, a curse, a donation, your ex-girlfriend’s number, or your old smelly racquetball shoes. I’ll take it all.

Trevor the dog

< I’ve got so much love to give >

P.S. The words that I linked every blog to are not completely random.