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Tyler, I told you it was a man!
Oct 13th
To everyone in general and to Tyler Hurst specifically, these fucking ugly, unsafe, and extremely stupid shoes were designed by a MAN named Alexander McQueen. Betcha HE’LL never even try a pair on.
10 inch stilettos, what a Fucktard.
And shame on the stupid cows who wore these down the runway, endangering themselves. A girl could get killed falling off these. Is it really worth your idiotic career to take that chance?
The HuLu Conspiracy
Apr 14th
My friend Elizasea posted this on twitter today and I wanted to share.
The hulu commercial where Alec Baldwin says they are aliens and want to eat our brains? PEOPLE BELIEVE THAT IS TRUE WTF http://is.gd/ssvv
So of course I go to see what she’s talking about.
HuLu, A Quantum Leap in Electronic Mind Control & Manipulation
ahem
All right, points 1-3 seems to be factual. I’m sure if I cared I could research them I’d find them to be relatively true. #4 is a bit tilted, though. I’m starting to giggle.
5. These “electromagnetic fields” are capable of MIND CONTROL PROGRAMMING of specific individuals. It is even possible to cause PHYSICAL ILLNESSES by this method — including flu symptoms, heart attacks, or strokes.6. A specific digital frequency can be customed designed to be sent to the end user of HuLu to produce a specified physical event. All that is needed for the computer to design this frequency is a sample of the victim’s DNA.
Muahahahahhahahahhaha.
Conspiracy theorists.
I cannot imagine living my whole life in such fear of EVERYTHING. Although the header on that site says:
Educate-Yourself
The Freedom of Knowledge, The Power of Thought
If you look at the titles of the articles underneath the header, you’ll see they’re a bunch of … nutsos morons whack-jobs unfortunate crazy people.
But funny! They’re goddamn funny! And I’m not even talking about their atrocious spelling and grammar.
| Originally published at Spellwight. |
Like that's gonna work
Apr 7th
I have this on my front door.
Pretty self-explanatory, right? Please don’t knock on my door or ring my bell with your religious paraphernalia. Seriously, does anybody NOT understand what this means?
Besides the woman who just came to my door, I mean.
Cuz, you know, acknowledging the plaque and yet continuing with your speech might just win me over. And saying that you “completely understand about those door-to-door preachy types” while holding out a pamphlet with a CROSS on the cover on the off-chance it doesn’t include you? Simpering that YOU are only handing out invites to a local church while my half-polite smile fades and doesn’t excuse you.
Yes ma’am, this sign applies to you too. Door slam.
If you don’t want me to be rude to you, don’t cross my line.
Oh wait, is that a twinkling of methodist fervor I feel washing over me? Nope, just gas.
| Originally published at Spellwight. |
tidbits or bids and tits?
Feb 23rd
While wandering through Myspace I found out my sister’s step-son’s wife had her baby and they named it Kaydence Renee’ – complete with apostrophe. Yes, my eyes rolled. Why do people feel the need to fuck their kids up forever? She’s gonna need to carry name cards for the rest of her life. Or maybe a tattoo would be easier.
Sister’s daughter Brittany (the only one of that family I actually have contact with) is due in a couple of weeks. Though I’m getting reports that she may deliver earlier as everything seems to be in perfect arrangement for it. She’s planning on naming her son Damien Gabriel. Interesting and yet spelled within normal limits. We laugh that he could turn out either way, evil or good. I don’t know if she’s planning on using her real last name (Stephens) or the one she goes by (Kinney) or the father’s last name (I’m clueless).
Mom was upset she was specifically uninvited to Brittany’s baby shower. Poor Brittany had to chose between her selfish bitch mother or her whiny obtuse Grandmother. What nice people I come from. And her perpetually broke Aunt Debbie wasn’t even mentioned.
Whatever.
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This Wednesday is Ignite Phoenix. It’s organized by friends of mine and the whole program consists of 5 minute/20 slide presentations of whatever you’re passionate about. As long as you’re not selling something. I think Jeff said there were 18 presentations this time. The last two IPs were at GoDaddy’s local offices but we’ve outgrown that venue and this time it’s at Tempe’s new Center for the Arts. Lots of people have been wanting an excuse to check out that venue so it should be pretty packed.
Friday night #evfn (East Valley Friday Nights) is meeting at Studios 5C Gallery in Tempe. I love #evfn. It’s our local twitter meetup every Friday night at a different location throughout the east valley and it’s expanded beyond twitter people. We’re averaging 45 people so it’s getting harder and harder to find places that can accommodate that many people. Apparently this one is sponsored (free food and drink). A couple of weeks ago we held it at a brand new W hotel called “aloft” and they provided a tour and a drink/bar snacks at their lobby lounge “w xyz”.
(I don’t know about this trendy naming shit with all lower case letters. I feel like I need to show they’re proper names somehow.)
And Saturday night is booked, too. I’m not sure if I can talk about that til it’s over but I have lots to do to get ready for it. I have PLANS. Think Mardi Gras and boobs.
I’ve got Kira today and she’s whining for second breakfast. I’m yelling YOU JUST ATE over her screeching and she ain’t buying it. Pause goes Gullah Gullah – which usually shuts her up. Consequences for whining. Let Grammi finish her stupid post and she’ll get you a snack. Patience grasshopper.
| Originally published at Spellwight. |
If you're going to commit, then fucking commit.
Feb 17th
Such a little thing to get so pissed off about but I can’t seem to let this go. I know Internet causes and petitions are usually pointless – I know that. Iknow the whole thing is probably a complete waste of time anyway. I get it.
But . . .
If you’re going to commit to a cause, especially one with such simple guidelines and instructions, do it as asked. Don’t add your own cute little embellishments, your own personal thumbprint, your cute little whatthefucks.
Don’t know what I’m talking about? That’s okay. Go here: http://creativefreedom.org.nz/blackout.html
They simply ask that if you want to be supportive, change your internet avatars to black and post why along with the link. Period. Does that sound difficult to you? Nope, me neither.
And then wander Facebook and twitter and other social sites, and see what SOME people feel is commiting to the cause. Adding their own person “brand” to a black background? What the hell is that? First of all, people seeing your internet avatars on Facebook and twitter already fucking KNOW you so you don’t have to advertise. Secondly, the whole thing is over at the end of the month. Do you really have to personalize your black avatar? So stuck on yourselves that you can’t let it go for a few days? Ever heard of the saying Lip Service? Dunno what you’d call it online.
If you’re going to play along, then play along. If you don’t believe anything will come of it and it’s all just a waste of time, then fine, don’t play along. Whatever you decide is up to you, but if you’re going to play along THEN FOLLOW THE FUCKING DIRECTIONS.
Seriously, I don’t know why this is bugging me so much but I feel better now. I posted a couple of comments on twitter earlier. A couple of my friends are doing this half-assed and I thought veiled snark would maybe change their mindsl.
I thought the whole idea behind the blackout was to have a completely blacked-out avatar. Not to be cute about it. http://is.gd/jDKz
I think it’s like embroidering your logo on a pink ribbon. Why bother pretending to be supportive when you’re just paying lip service.
We’ll see if this makes any difference. If not, oh well. Tomorrow is another day. Oh wait, it’s after 12. Today is another day.
| Originally published at Spellwight. |
Jesus H Pizza Crust
Feb 8th
You know my curiosity got the better of me. I’d blocked the mindless twit from yesterday. But after responding to that comment from my friend Brad, I sent the link to the impostor posting as LovingGod. I say impostor because:
A. I don’t believe there is a God.
B. Even if it turns out there is one, she certainly isn’t posting on twitter.
So yeah, today I clicked back over to the guy’s twitter page and found these posts to me. Cuz I’ve blocked him I didn’t get them through my twhirl and hopefully neither did anyone else I know. What a jerk!
@spellwight Apologies, but atheists all at least become agnostics right before death. You may hate me but I still love you.
Can I hate the clueless person using twitterberry? Oh yes! More and more each moment. Can I hate the so-called Loving God? Can’t hate what you don’t believe even exists. And could you maybe prove that little last-minute conversion theory of yours?
@spellwight I read the complete authorship. I am saddened by the circumstances. I will always be with you.
Can you say obtuse? Some people.
| Originally published at Spellwight. |
Show some respect
Feb 7th
God this pissed me off. So much so that more than four hours later I’m still fired up. I posted this on twitter this morning:
Today is the 1st anniversary of my divorce. What a great year.
To which many of my friends appropriately replied:
ladawn @spellwight Happy Divorciversary! You should do something to celebrate.
Kinchie @spellwight That’s an anniversary worth celebrating! Get yourself a cupcake!!
twinklergirl 
@spellwight Would that be a Happy Unniversary?
and then this one:
LovingGod @spellwight I am sorry and will always be with you wherever you are.
What. The. Fuck.
Dear anonymous little fart,
Show some respect. Show respect to the people you talk to. If you’d taken one second to click on my name and glance at my profile, you would have seen Atheist in my bio. Maybe then you would have realized that your trite little meaningless comment would NOT be appreciated and would in fact, fuck up a very nice celebratory day.
I have enough respect for people of your ilk to not enter your space and preach how I feel about your lifestyle choices. I don’t proselytize Darwin on your websites. I don’t specifically send messages to you trashing your belief system. I don’t knock on doors on the off-chance someone might choose to come out of the dark ages based on my teachings and by-the-way give me lemonade.
I certainly don’t take it upon myself to open a twitter account in the name of God and proceed to send happy happy joy joy comments to all and sunder. Just how condescending can one person be? If you do believe in God shouldn’t you be afraid he’s gonna strike you down? Talk about disrespecting even your own people! And how did you find my comment to reply to in the first place? Some keyword search on twitter just so you can spit out lame trite meaningless replies? Who are you?
I post Atheist in all the obvious places. I snark about you people here in my blog. I have a plastic all-weather keep away sign on my front door so I don’t have to slam the door in your faces. I politely delete the well-meaning emails from family members who can’t take the hint that I still care ab0ut them and they should care enough about me to RESPECT my feelings.
Why do some of you feel you need to change the rest of us? Seriously? I’m perfectly happy the way I am. No God to blame things on or give all the credit to. No poorly written manual to base my every decision upon so that I don’t have to take responsibility for my own actions.
Maybe I should start preaching my beliefs. Maybe I should start knocking on doors and start a Church of Accepting Responsibility. We’ll put up totems and light candles and pray for the common sense that everyone convert. I’ll be a prophet! Everyone will wear tie-died hemp robes and carry recycle cans for collection bins and force our neighbors to put up solar panels and we’ll outlaw ties and high heeled shoes. Churches should be converted to homeless shelters and all anti-abortion activists should be required to adopt at least 4 children before they’re allowed to protest. Priests and Ministers should be branded with an L on their foreheads for LIARS and sent to clean subway stations.
Yeah, you people wouldn’t appreciate that at all, would you? So show some respect and I’ll leave you alone, deal?
Good riddance,
Debbie
| Originally published at Spellwight. |
