I really love you guys! Actually, I just wanted an excuse to post this picture. But, rest assured that I hold a tremendous affection.
Been wondering where Miguel was all this time? Wonder no more! Presenting the mastermind behind all the protests all over the world--our very own Miguel!
As promised, I have a few wallpapers here for you perusal.
All are this image, using different taglines.
unfortunately all the good ideas were taken
It's, like, mysterious and stuff.
As some of you may know, the black and white version is what I've been working on for 9622.net Bowling Shirts.
and now...
Is it time to move to a different state?
Yes, Kentucky's kinda purty and the folks are nice, but this is a little much.
As a little gift to all our thundersluts, 9622.net is now mirrored at http://www.thundersluts.com/index.php and http://www.thundersluts.org/index.php.
I'm pretty sure ColdChef coined the term here, so I'll gladly give him ownership of the domains if he wants them. I just thought I'd snatch (no pun intended) them up before someone else did.
It seems that the e-commerce revolution has finally caught up to us. Would our band of thundersluts look nifty wearing these at the office? Or these? And these should be the uniform if we ever have a national 9622 convention...Hell the shriners have their fezzes, we need these.
P.S. Boy did I miss you all even more than I did the whole bloody Internet!
Just in case anyone feels that things are getting a little too vulgar or, you know, sick, here's a happy little thread with ducklings in it just for you.
Just look at the duckies! They're so cute!
Parents, lock up your children. Monkeys, lock up your b****fires. Jon, put down the pocky.
Since old Metafilter is down, let me introduce you to one of my favourite scandal mongering web sites:
In the 20 Questions section, Metal Sludge asks different metal has-beens to dish dirt on each other. Dee Snider's is quite enjoyable. Here's an example quote:
13. Which do you prefer & why: John Denver or Frank Zappa
Frank Zappa! You know, but uh, I got to tell you boy, that John Denver had a voice like a bell! Like a bell, I tell ya!! He was the Rocky Mountain High! It's so weird, you know, after you come to know people, it's very difficult to not like them anymore. You know, and a case in point for that one would be Fleetwood Mac. I HATED Fleetwood Mac. Hated, hated, hated. And I wound up at this record industry function and I wound up spending a good part of the day with Stevie Nicks and she was really cool. She wasn't an asshole at all. And all of a sudden I'm sitting there going, "you know, that 'Rhiannon,' that's a pretty catchy tune." (Dee laughs). You can't really hate her with quite the same venom when they're actually like not assholes. You know, you want 'em to be assholes.
Or, for those of you've who have always wondered who has the biggus dickus in metal, you can always check out The Long and the Short of It, compiled from groupies everywhere. Not Safe For Work, unless you work for Ron Jeremy.
Go, go, go, touch your inner mullet!
Where has our resident cult author gone?
Well, nobody's really sure. So, in lieu of actual knowledge, here's my Top Ten Possible Places Miguel has Run Off To.
10. Came out of closet, moved to Berkeley, is now operating a bed-and-breakfast with his partner Arturo.
9. Lost in the notoriously winding back alleys of Lisbon, living off stolen wine and discarded goat cheese.
8. Three words: Siberian Summer Vacation.
7. Attempting to become first cult author to circumnavigate the globe in a Trabant.
6. Sleeping it off in an opium den in Malaysia.
5. Faked his own death in order to drive up the price of second-edition printing of Lorelei.
4. Lying low for a while, just in case that whole terrorism thing is still going on.
3. Joined Special Forces, is now in desert of Qatar preparing to invade Iraq.
2. Heard of death of Oolong, has flown to Japan to comfort his owner.
and the number one Possible Place Miguel has Run Off To:
1. Shaved head, gave up chasing women, smoking, and liquor, and moved to Tibet to become a monk.
Okay, so a monkey walks into a bar. A nun says "I'm sorry, I couldn't help noticing. Aren't you a monkey"? The monkey orders a tequila shot. The bartender says "Hey. Why don't you grant three wishes to the next person who walks through that door?"
The monkey says "You better pet him first, he looks mean."
Okay, so I'm sorry about the "Bye-bye, losers" crack in the other thread. To make it up to y'all, I hereby declare this the Official Tell Us About the NYC MeetUp Thread (and give us your best bar jokes, or bar stories, whatever).
I have just posted a picture of ElectraWoman and DynaGirl. There is no particular reason for such a thing.
There exists something called The Electra Woman and Dyna Girl Webopedia. There is no particular reason for such a thing.
Summoned to Electra-base
By the electracoms they wear.
Lori and Judy dare to face
any criminal anywhere.
A recent study says that some orangutan parents teach their offspring to use leaves as napkins. Others say good night with a spluttering, juicy raspberry. And still others get water from a hole by dipping a branch and then licking the leaves.
So, some large monkeys have culture, and yet, I can't go to the grocery store without seeing heathen children, much less a child with table manners in a public place? Sigh.
A while back I asked everybody about their nutritional crack. Today I wanna know your media valium, that peice of popular culture, that instantly lowers your stress level and turns you into a happy ball of relaxation.
For me, old M*A*S*H reruns are the ticket. All I gotta do is hear the theme music and I'm happy as a clam, which is odd considering the show considered "provocative" in it's heyday. Plus this is one of coolest pieces of memorabilia I've ever seen.
WKRP, I Love Lucy and any 70's Top 40 like the stuff on here is like sweet sedation. I'd love to know what you guys' fix is...
