The Revolution Will Not be Televised...

...it will be Twittered. Twitter announced that it was rescheduling it's preplanned maintenance so as to assist (or not hinder) the ongoing protests in Iran. Twitter has been essential in the communication with the dissadents and the planning of protest rallies.

We live in very interesting times, don't we?

F'ing AWESOME

I found this great site through YesButNoButYes called texts from last night. Their tag-line is "Remember that text you shouldn't have sent last night? We do." Brilliant. Silly. Stupid. Genius.

A couple of favorites:

Good:
(310): dude i need help, im throwing up blood.
(323): no youre not, you just drank a pitcher of red koolaid trying to sober up.
(310): oh, so thats why my junks red.
(323): wow. cant help you there...

Better:
(718): OMG. Drunk.
(662): I'm so glad you fill me in on these things.
(718): Sorry. Must've been trying to twitter.

Best:
(415): Trimmed my pubes and broke your paper shredder. Separate events.

Enjoy!

Was it Something I said?

There’s this cool new website called Omegle, which is Elgemo spelled backwards. Either way, it doesn’t mean crap—which is pretty much how this site works.

They randomly select you with some random stranger to chat with. Don’t know who they are. Don’t really care. However, the conversations are short—everyone keeps disconnecting from me in mid-converstation.

I’ve had three conversations. The first person brought up puberty in the second sentence (disconnect). The second person couldn’t spell. And then there was this guy:

Connecting to server...
Looking for someone you can chat with. Hang on.
You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!
You: hello random stranger
Stranger: good evening
Stranger: how are you doing?
You: good. you?
Stranger: not too bad
Stranger: i ate too much, though
Stranger: feel like i'm about to explode
You: sorry to hear that
You: what time is it where you are?
Stranger: 6:56 pm
You: ah...
Stranger: whats your local time?
You: 3:57
You: California
Stranger: you are in the past, Californian
Stranger: I come from the future
You: No... we're the future!
Stranger: we control weather now.
Stranger: indoors only
Stranger: but China is working on it.
You: We have Schwarzenegger
Stranger: You deserve a big chocolate chip cookie if you spelled his name correctly
You: Once you've got The Terminator, you've pretty much control whatever you want
You: Mmmmm... cookies!
Stranger: except the state budget
You: Yeah... we're screwed.
Stranger: Terminator can't control that
You: try as he might
Stranger: seriously. I blame the cool tourism ad
You: So... what did you eat that made you SO stuffed?
You: (I kind of dig that ad).
You: (Yeah... we say "dig" here... "groovy", too)
Stranger: yes, its full of awesome sauce. but seriously, was it a justifiable expense?
Stranger: I ate a burger
You: No, it'll probably make people want to move here vs. visit.
Stranger: and some chips with spinach dip
You: Homemade? Did you BBQ?
Stranger: and now I feel like I'll have a problem walking through doorways
Stranger: si senhor
Your conversational partner has disconnected.

Yes… it all makes perfect sense, doesn’t it?

It's Comcastic!

So I'm on Comcast today and I'm checking out the news... here's an article on the results of collision tests for small cars:



Note the picture. No smashing cars or test dummies in site. That is a bed bug. One might think that bed bugs are infesting new cars. It's a picture about bed bugs being rampant in hotels, dorms, etc. across the country.

Curious, I decided to read more about the bed bugs and clicked on the picture, which brought me here:

I'm not sure what Comcast is trying to say, but I'm thinking they believe all our woes are caused by bed bugs.

Or that they're complete idiots.

God Bless the Internets

If yesterday’s blog about Jimmy Kimmel f’ing Ben Affleck wasn’t fabulous enough, the wonderful instantaneous world of the internet has provided us with the infamous bumper sticker on Harrison Ford’s convertible.

Bought the bumper sticker, bought the t-shirt. I’m a happy, happy man.

Whether you’re for Team Affleck or Team Damon, there is a t-shirt and bumper sticker for you! Oh, Café Press, is there nothing you can’t do?