So, some rich chick that I never heard of until last month got shagged rotten on tape. Um...who cares? I mean, come on! A rich, pampered, sex kitten with nothing except money and guys to blow had nasty sex? What are the odds? Why, this is the most shocking thing since rich, spoiled, playmate, sex kitten Pamela Anderson had nasty sex. I couldn't believe it then and I can't believe it now.

That people are making a deal out of this, that is. People have sex. Some people get off by taping themselves having sex. Rich spoiled socialites are people, just like playmates, other types of sex kittens, gardeners, average Joes with McJobs and even (arguably) Hillary Clinton. Why is it so shocking that a small percentage of these people are also stupid enough to let these tapes escape into the wild? With the number of stupid people out there it's inevitable that there will be people who belong in both the "sex taper" and "moron" groups.

Get over it already.

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I guess writing porn pays off. Extended entry is not work safe. more...

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Hi ho the derry-o, a banning we will go!

I had my very first comment spammer. Yay. Can anybody tell me how putting an advertisement in a weblog post that is over a month old is going to translate into sales? Idiots.

Anyway, IP 81.218.181.128 has been banned. If you are connecting via Bezeqint.net you may have problems here now. Drop me an email if you do.

And if anybody else would like to inform this jackoff of exactly what an ass he actually is, here's his contact info (from the whois database):

berr, poule poule_ber@yahoo.com
12 Kimosol st.
Limasol, xx 79324
GR
+732-66974858

His domain was set up just a day ago at EV1servers. Jackass wasted no time getting out the spam, eh?

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I can write more than humor and horror, you know. ;-)

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We took Luuk to the Annual Pow-wow and Indian Festival at Stone Mountain Park. As expected we didn't see any Crows but we did run into some Creek, Chippewa and Iroquois. Luuk got a kick out of the inter-tribal dances. Those are the ones where anybody can join in. In typical bearish fashion he noted that the footwork of the medicine dances is quite a bit like an Irish jig. Pics are in the extended entry. Click on any of the little pics to see the full size jpgs. more...

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It's whether you win.

Survivor: The Blogoshpere Edition is set to begin and yours truly is a contestant. My competition is varied and skilled:

Jeff
Pylorns
Emily
Helen
LeeAnn

Good luck to all of my competitors. No, wait. I don't mean that at all. Bad luck to you! I wanna win.

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Fear not, Helen, Luuk has arrived at last! He's in pretty good shape except for some pretty nasty looking facial bruises. At first I was thinking this might be bear abuse. You know, it's always done by the last person you expect. I was about to call Child and Ursine Services on Don (he was the last person I expected, seeing as he hasn't met Luuk yet) but then Luuk assured me that it was a result of a bar fight. You're safe for now Don but I'll be keeping an eye on you.

He was a bit tired from his trip and passed out after 6 shots of Goldshlager. He's curled up on the bed right now. What a cutie. Fierce but cute, that is. He is a bear after all.

He got here just in time. Tomorrow we'll be going to the big Pow-wow at Stone Mountain. We're a bit south for good representation by my own tribe (Nana Peacock was a full blooded Crow indian) but there are lots of others there. Last year we were lucky enough to see a presentation by a group of Aztec dancers. Luuk and I will give you the lowdown when we get back tomorrow.

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Judge: I'm sorry, Mr. Mouse, but I cannot award you a divorce on the grounds of your complaint. We see no evidence that Mrs. Mouse is not in her right mind.

Mickey: Your Honor, I didn't say that she was insane. I said that she was fucking Goofy!

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Time for another round of The Cheddar X. more...

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Ladies, you know how when you're out at a popular club and you have to go to the bathroom and you've been waiting in line to get into the damned ladies' room for a half an hour and it hasn't really moved and you've seen about a hundred and fifty guys go in and out of the men's room?

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1 Or, alternate B, which is a route I often use: B) Use the men's room. Smile, wash your hands as you exit. Easy stuff. And, at least in Europe, nothing to be arrested over

Posted by: Helen at November 09, 2003 01:55 AM (tdh2z)

2 Exactly my point. And being able to walk into the men's room and up to a urinal or trough is invaluable knowledge.

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3 They were at Madfish Willie's and some of them went around back in the ally behind the dumpster to cop a squat. Sounds like they need to have potty parity enforced upon them by Big Brother asswipes!

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The sickness that is rampaging through the household for the past week and a half has finally beaten me down into a pulp. I'm home today and won't be blogging much, if at all. The worst part is that Lovely Wife is coming off of her own sickness so can't get into full nurturing mode. What's the sense of being sick if you can't get babied by your wife? Ah, well. Such is life.

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1 My Partner Unit, during a cold once, told me that a man with a cold is in as much intense agony as a woman giving birth. I asked him how the sniffles compares with pushing something the size of a watermelon out of something the size of a lemon, but by then he had lost consciousness due to all the pain from his fever. Or it could have been from me knocking him upside the head, not sure which. But I do hope you feel better, dear. You leave a big quiet cow-udder sucking shaped hole when you are quiet. Will email you some chicken soup (if it screws up your pc, don't blame me).

Posted by: Helen at November 07, 2003 09:32 AM (tdh2z)

2 Feel better soon.

Posted by: Jennifer at November 07, 2003 12:03 PM (JAen4)

3 He was right, Helen. It's not a physical agony but an emotional one. You see, when a man is ill he knows that some cromagnon is going to come and take his woman and then he's going to be eaten by a saber tooth tiger in his weakened state. This is an ingrained biological knowledge straight from the reptile brain and has nothing to do with logical or previous experience of successfully surviving a sickness. It's just the way it is and we all know that eventually we'll be putting down a tissue and look up to see 8 inch fangs coming towards our face. So you see, we're not being babies. Every sickness really is a life or death situation for a man.

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4 Thanks Jennifer

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5 Oh Man. You did NOT just compare the sniffles to your favorite caveman/build fire allegory, did you? Oh Man.

Posted by: Helen at November 08, 2003 04:22 AM (4tEWI)

6 Everything eventually comes back to the fire, Helen. All of it.

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Rachel doesn't get it.

Just in case anyone is actually still coming by (at last check, I'm still getting about 1,300 hits a day for some bizarre reason even though this blog sucks now and we all know it)

It's the same reason that Moses didn't get lynched some time during that 40 year hike. We know that some time in the future we will hit that Piquant link and be rewarded for our perseverance. Or maybe it's the same reason that a rat trained to hit a bar to get crack will keep hitting the bar even after it's changed to give him an electric shock instead of crack. Not sure which of those applies more. Anyway...

Rachel was the first big blogger to notice Snooze Button Dreams and is still at or near the top of my referers lise each month even though she's taking a break from blogging.

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Women are better equipped for this than men because their butts stop the backsplash.

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Howard wants to get a solid constituency in the South but, based on recent comments, he's going to be having some problems doing so. Let's face it, saying that we should quit basing our votes on "race, guns, God and gays" shows pretty conclusively that he doesn't know his target audience. He's lumping all of us Southern bigots into one big group when there are actually three distinct types of Southern bigot. You got yer white trash, yer rednecks and yer good ol' boys and Howie is going to need to tailor his voting instructions to each group.

Now I'm a helpful sort, that's just the way folk are down here, so I've compiled a little guide for Howard to use while he's down here drumming up support. Snooze Button Dreams proudly presents:

The Howard Dean Guide To Southern Bigots

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Well I finally took a couple of minutes to gather a "best of Snooze" list and stuck it in the sidebar. Hopefully that will help new visitors to decide on making SBD a regular stop (or adding it to the NetNanny filter). Also bumped down the archive section and the recent posts section. Thinking of removing the recent posts section. Does anybody actually use this?

And, most importantly, I've come to the decision that my blog looks like crappola. I got half way into making it presentable until I realized that it was more actual effort than I was willing to put into it so it's stuck half way between a basic outline of a scheme and what I was going for.

Being a logical sort I've come to the conclusion that my skills as a website designer are pretty lowsy. Back when Notepad was high tech I was right in the forefront of web design. These days I'm still using Notepad. Say no more.

So, I will swallow my pride and ask for somebody to do the work for me assistance. Anybody out there that can give me a clean and fairly unique style sheet for my blog? The only requirements are a single sidebar setup, white or very light for the bulk of the background (posting area) and no pastels. Teal is cool. Pastel green is not.

Your reward shall be your noted presence in my sidebar in a "Site designed by" section thingy. And my undying gratitude, of course.

I could use a decent header graphic too if anybody's interested. Apart or with a workable style.

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Howard Dean campaigns in Tallahassee

Democratic presidential candidate Howard Dean told a Tallahassee audience today that southerners have to quit basing their votes on "race, guns, God and gays."

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Dean said he hopes to reassemble a coalition of conservative southern voters like President Franklin Roosevelt had in the "solid South" 70 years ago.

Yeah, Howard. That's just the way to start turning around the polls down here in Hicksville.

Damn Yankee.

UPDATE: This just struck me as odd. Isn't Dean's platform partially based on promotion of minorities, gun control, and gay rights? Sort of a case of the pot saying "I'm a lying jackass and you should vote for me as anything else will just show that you're ignunt hicks." calling the kettle black.

UPDATE2: Sure enough, on Dean's own website we find that he has policy statements about race, guns and gays. Nothing really specific about God but there's a good bit of brimstone in the dozens of search results for 'religious'. So was Dean telling us Southerners to not consider him as a candidate then? Or just to ignore his issues?

(First heard at Day by Day, link found at Instapundit)

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The Letter of the Day is was "D".

"D" is for Doping, Doggy Style and Death Penalty Deferred.

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A surge of support has carried Doppel-G to a strong victory in the poll, therefore the illustrious G shall furthermore be known as Doppel-G in these hallowed halls.

Thank you for your support and participation. I thank you, Munuviana thanks you, and most importantly Doppel-G thanks you.

Final poll results were:
Moondoggie (22)
Doppel-G (26)
G-Whiz (6)
G-Muse (4)

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Undecided. The poll for G's new name is tied at 21 votes apiece for Moondoggie and Dopple-G. The polls shall remain open until tomorrow morning! So it is said, so it shall be.

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Radio National

Inaugural winner of the Prime MinisterÂ’s Prize for Science Dr Jim Peacock has just (last week) become President of the Australian Academy of Science. Will he, a champion of GM technology find it difficult to deal with public concerns about uses of genetically modified crops? How will he confront the ever diminishing supply of funds for research.

I didn't even know I was eligible. So where's my plane ticket? And how did they know that I like GM cars? And what does that have to do with genetically modified crops? Wacky Aussies.

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