We live in tough economic times. Going on a murder spree is difficult these days, what with the price of bullets and all. Ricochet Kills 2 asks you to kill as many people as you can with as few bullets as possible. Work those angles, baby! How many games let you work out your violent aggression and teach basic geometry at the same time?

• pretty cool game (krillin29) [ Wed Sep 1 2010 4:01 PM ]
  
• YES!!!!! (bettyloop) [ Wed Sep 1 2010 5:52 PM ]
  

President Obama declares Operation Iraqi Freedom over in a Oval Office address last night. Nobody seemed to like it.

The fed says NM paid $100 million in unemployment benefits to people who didn't qualify.

Albuquerque bus rider stabbed over a crying baby.

Hurricane Earl to soak the east coast this weekend.

Eleven year-old girl dies from an asthma attack after jackass cop blocks the family's way to the hospital.

One of Mexico's most brutal drug lords know as The Barbie has been captured.

A woman in California was tortured for four days over a Facebook post.

What happens when you lend homeless people your credit card?

Some of the states suing to stop President Obama's new health care law are also accepting its subsidies.

Fancy math shows when to book for the cheapest flights.

A woman in Vancouver was attacked with acid.

Don't get on Google's shit list.

No state fair for Michigan this year.

See some good design from Tokyo's Good Design Expo here.

Have you visited the Mystery Stone in Los Lunas?

New York's water is full of tiny shrimp.

A new dinosaur nicknamed the stocky dragon is discovered in Transylvania.

This writer thinks cephalopods possess consciousness.

Goddamn hipster dinosaurs.

Denny's is selling a fried cheese grilled cheese sandwich.

I hate The Jersey Shore and Family Circus, but I love Jersey Circus.

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My laptops collection, the logical replacement to my typewriter collection

I bought a new computer on Monday. It took me all day to find one, and part of Sunday.

It was an important purchase. I’ve been working out of the house lately and my two laptop computers, ages five and eight, just weren’t doing the job anymore. An abacus is more technologically advanced.

Always a man of intense passion, I found myself screaming at the elderly laptops when they would freeze, crash, inexplicably shut off.

This is one of my many shortcomings: I scream at inanimate objects when they don’ t do what I want them to do. My father is a machine screamer too. It’s irrational, immature and, now that some people have moved in downstairs, quite embarrassing.

I searched high and low for a cure for my malady stricken machines: antivirus programs, registry cleaners, etc. I’m sure there are some tech nerds out their rolling their eyes at this, thinking, “What a Jackass. All he needed to do was….”

Technology isn’t really my strong suit.

One day, after seeing my hateful face reflected in the spittle that had collected on the screen of one of the damnable machines I thought, “There has to be a better way.”

The cat sat on the couch through all of this, directing a steady gaze at me that said, “You’re such an Asshole.”

And now this asshole has a brand new $400 computer. I know that seems cheap, but when your net worth is $1200, it’s a sizable investment.

Now what do I do with the now retired laptops? They are full of music but I’m afraid of transferring it to the new computer, lest it be infected with the malignant funk that befell the old machines. I could borrow a friend’s gun (I own no guns for obvious reasons) and blast the things into dust, but that wouldn’t be green. They cannot be sold, as the even the crack fiends who broke into my house two months ago didn’t take them, crack fiends being necessarily tech-savvy. (Electronics provide a large amount of their income.) I was thinking of sending them off to the third world for some underprivileged kids, but why make their lives worse.

More than likely, the computers will sit in my house forever, as I am a borderline hoarder. Eventually they will be joined by the sparkly new machine on which I write this.

• Heavy reading (Pattriot) [ Tue Aug 31 2010 10:44 PM ]
  
• Taking Donations (asaerich) [ Wed Sep 1 2010 9:15 AM ]
  
• it's about time.... (scottdepinto) [ Wed Sep 1 2010 3:36 PM ]
  

My Lumpy—a Wimpy—with Chunky fries.

I don’t like big, thick, ground beef patties. Besides being fattening (though— when it comes down to burger-eatin’— do I care?), when undercooked they can poison you. Since turning my back on vegetarianism in 2008, I’ve been in search of a waif-like hamburger patty, cooked through and through, encased with garnishes of garden salad proportions and housed in high class buns. I’m happy to report that Lumpy’s Burgers’ (5420 Central SW at Old Coors) 1/4 Wimpy fits the bill.

Lumpy eaters attain food by filling out orders on paper bags, picking sauces, vegetables, pickles, peppers, burger type and fry type. They then choose a potato—sweet or Idaho—that will be turned into fries. After paying and waiting in the restaurant’s low key parking lot eating area, your order is returned in the bag. Upon opening the burger a divine light shines all around the sandwich. That’s just aluminum foil.

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