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Well, it seems as though God will have me among the living once again. Starting March 22nd I will be working in a Computer Support/Administrative Asst. type o’job from 8:30a - 5:30p. I am still quite numb from the experience so far. It all happened so quickly, something like a car wreck. It seems so strange to be looking forward to normalcy but not seeing it as so normal. I need to thank you guys for stepping up to pray and listen. Your patience and wisdom was inspiring…

God Bless You…..

So, I went down this interesting blog trail today. It started with the urge to hurl after reading this article and staring in disgust at my computer.

Then I was reminded of that place down behind the Sheraton that we used to call “The Poop Factory” as I read an interesting bit about how it will soon be possible to put our waste to use. Definitely at the gross end of the coolness spectrum.

I went to go check if there was any coffee left so I could calm my stomach and when I came back, I read this bit about how there are health benefits to having a strong “cup of joe” … especially espresso. Ah, I reminisce about the NeoCore days of coffee you could cut with a knife. Dang.

Anyhoo, I finally ended up back at Gizmodo reading about how technology will now allow us the “ability to let us lie to our friends and loved ones with an efficiency never imagined possible by our forefathers.” Meet SounderCover.

So, the original idea was the thought that I could toss up a simple multi-author blog that allows some friends to share and comment on interesting stuff. Seems doable, and it was. But being the lazy guy I am, I expected to “make it better and cooler” whenever I got around to it. I didn’t expect to have to put any work into it.

Well, turns out I was wrong. There seems to be some smacktard that insists on comment spamming me. I am reminded of one of Brad’s entries that I read early on when I was originally setting up this blog. I kind of brushed it off at first, thinking it must only happen to the supa-cool, popular sites. Guess I was wrong. And I have to say I’m getting pretty tired of having to regularly check for (and then delete) these annoying pr0n posts.

So, until I can find the time and motivation to apply one of the current “fixes”, I’m most likely going to turn off comments very soon.

Welcome to another installment of….

The What The? Files

Sometimes doing work around the house can be a real pain. That’s why the rich hire maids… why clean up your own mess, for crying out loud?

But what happens when you go to, say, the gym and have to haul out your own stinky clothes? There’s no maid to do your laundry for you there, and that’s downright inconvenient. Un-American, even. So to heck with schlepping those sweaty underpants back home. Introducing…

Disposable Underpants for Grownups

When your new polypropylene undies get too stinky to wear again, just throw them away, and let the landfill deal with them! Or maybe they’ll get recycled into a Tupperware Pie Server, or the backing for, ironically enough, Stainmaster carpet.

But who cares? Your panties are somebody else’s problems now.

Disposable rubbery underpants:
  $3 plus $1 shipping and handling ($2 for the first pair)

Wearing a fresh pair every day for a year:
  $1,461

Saving an hour a week doing laundry so you can focus on your new diet:
  Priceless.

Gorath needs an avatar. Thanks to today’s Dilbert, I have a suggestion.

Comments welcome.

Welcome to another installment of….

The What The? Files

Forget Atkins or South Beach. What you need is a tangible reminder of what all that blubber in your belly really looks like. In lieu of carrying around a jar of liposuction leftovers, we humbly suggest…

My Pet Fat

That’s right, repulse yourself right out of an appetite! (And maybe think skinny thoughts while in your Endless Pool.)

I can’t wait for these guys to come out with products that promote colon health. MyPetPolyp, anyone?

I read a lot of Isaac Asimov growing up, and loved the Three Laws of Robotics that he incorporated into his books about AI and robots playing nicely (usually) with humans.

The real-life World Robot Conference (sponsored by Japan, naturally) has just announced what it wants to be the Three “Expectations” of Robotics:

Robots Rules of Order

Personally, I think Asimov’s rules were cooler.

For a geek-o-nifty look at how his writing influenced science fiction (and now science) over the last century, take a look at Roger Clarke’s Asimov’s Laws of Robotics.

Christian-centric merchandising often bugs me. Jesus is the Creator of the universe, not a brand. Here’s perhaps the lamest version of religo-marketing I’ve seen yet:

Mo’Jesus

“Mo’JESUS Clothing Company is a subsidiary of the MO ‘JESUS CORPORATION. Mo’JESUS is a registered Trademark (R)”

Sigh.

Even still, some headlines these days are attention-getters:

JESUS CHRIST REIGNS SUPREME: Wins big at box office.

That inspired a pretty big double-take on my part, I’ve got to admit.