Monday, February 20, 2006


In case you ever wondered, the voltage used for T1's is a lot.

180 VDC to be exact.

I didn't know that until today, and while trying to simply measure the voltage, I did something almost as dumb as the time when I shorted out a screw driver against a
Unilux light in the attempt to repair it. Quite the experience that was.

Today however, I rested my index finger against the posts of a 110 cross connect block and, well, let's just say that I wasn't pleased with my choice of places to put my finger. 184 VDC is the actual voltage on these two posts I touched and it bites. Don't try this at home. I'm serious. ;)


Wednesday, February 15, 2006

Pokin' the Kitty

Well friends, it is a shame that I must report that there is no longer a need, nay, a -current- need to continue to 'q-tip' the cat. I thought for sure I'd have some interesting stories but I just don't. She must have gotten enough the first go around.

There was the 5:30 am screaming session one morning, but I must have rubbed her out good because she is all done for now.

Now I must come up with something more interesting than molesting the cat.

Sunday, February 12, 2006

Thunder Pussy

This post is dedicated to Bird, the only expert I know in the field of Feline Masturbation. This is also dedicated to TP directly for sharing the same name and needs as my cat. And finally dedicated to PETA.

So, here we are on a Sunday evening. Instead of brutily kicking, screaming and/or choking my cat for her apparent needs of getting laid, I decided to cross a particular boundary that I thought I could never cross.

Sticking foreign objects into my cat.

This final straw came about when the cat, Thunder, decided to share her love gash with the entire household, and specifically stick her craw right into my son's face. Nice touch I might add. On top of not getting any sleep, not me completely mind you (thanx to those who covered for me last night) I decided to get beyond this fear of staring into the 1 eye of my cat. I did it. The only thing that could help me overcome this was to ensure that I was not the only one having to deal with this. Bird was on the phone and I was getting the cat off. Very nice.

Bird had had enough, so it was time for a photo opp. Where's VP Cheney when you need him, eh? So, here ya go. The last shot I'm a bit proud of, this is actually where I must have hit rock bottom. I was either at the end of the canal or scratching the back of her throat. Squirmy little shit too.

You can decidedly be prepared for more of these. I'm not possibly gonna be the only witnessing this fiasco. If I get some good audio, I'll post it.

Stayed tuned, you're not going to want to miss out on this. Megamex, you should really try this...

Photos by Funyon

Friday, February 10, 2006

A Tribute to Movement of all Types

Once again, TV commentators have been able to cause my innards to twist upon themselves.

Watching the Winter Olympics opening ceremony, I heard the most craptastic phrase used without them laughing hysterically.

"A Tribute to Movement of all Types"

I have a movement of my own that they can solute. In fact, I'm gonna need a shower after this particular movement.

And Bob Costas, STFU ok? You hack.

The Devil Has a Face and It Is

My god...why do I like this crap so much?

Oh, maybe because there's an addictive chemical that makes you crave for it nightly, smartass!

Wednesday, February 08, 2006

There's No Such Thing as Bad Press...

New marketing slogans for religion.

Please practice religion responsibly.

Don't blindly follow an imaginary friend and drive.

Finish your religion. There are starving atheists in Africa.

That frosty religious sensation.

The religion so good it's bad.

Religion is a curable condition.

The religion that made Milwaukee jealous.

Religion. Reach for Greatness.

It's RELIGION. Hooray religion!

As a side bar, I'd recommend that we develop an investment portfolio for naturally forming glass in the Middle East. When there is the great impending nuclear exchange that will wipe out the rediculous amount of ignorant and blind people over there, all that will be left is a glass parking lot just waiting to be harvested. Let's hop on board before it's too late...

Friday, February 03, 2006

Foto Phun

I just liked this photo and wanted to post it somewhere...