The Top Thirteen: Out With the Old Edition

It's nearly the end of the year. And with 2008 fast approaching, I decided I'd list a few things that will make 2008 great. Read if you wish. (If not, meh.)

13) It's another year of not being dead!
If you think life sucks, consider the alternative, which is a shitload worse.

12) Another year of being a homeowner.
Trust me, after several years of living in a downstairs apartment with extremely noisy kids living above us, the quiet is wonderful.

11) My Blogaversary.
My blog will officially be three years old next June. I feel kinda old, yet proud.

10) Only a year until the new Camaro (Primus willing)!
From what I've read, the 2010 Camaro is scheduled to hit the streets first quarter 2009. Only one year left until I can purchase my own drivable Bumblebee!

9) Transformers Animated. Nuff said.
The show officially starts January 5. The toys will come later in the year. Hasbro keeps feeding my Bumblebee addiction... and I couldn't be happier.

8) More Movie toys. Again, nuff said.
More new Movie Bumblebees, more toys to feed my growing addiction. I should probably just sign my paycheck over to Hasbro and be done with it.

7) If all goes according to play, I'll finally get that laptop.
I plan to save all my change, small bills, anything and hope like hell I have enough to purchase a laptop PC by the end of the year. Yes, I want one that badly.

6) Wizard World Chicago.
If we plan it correctly, Prime and I may just hit the Windy City and take in Wizard World. I haven't been in a few years, so it'll be nice to geek it up a bit.

5) Dairycon.
A day with my friends, acting geeky and buying toys. It's a little slice of heaven on Earth.

4) 11 months until Cashmas.
Nuff said.

3) W's admin will be in its death throes.
Again, nuff said.

2) BotCon.
If there is a Heaven, I believe it is BotCon. In a few months I'll be seeing my friends, buying new toys, meeting voice actors and acting like a hyper-geek. I can barely wait.

And the best thing about 2008 is....

1) It's another year with Prime.
Sure, he can be a pain in my ass, but I love him. I can't think of anyone else to spend a year, or a lifetime with. He makes everything worth while. I love ya, big guy. :)

We Wish You a Merry Bitchmas

..and a happy get the fuck out of here.

I am officially sick of Cashmas. (No, I am not calling it Christmas. I refuse.) Seriously, I am sick of this shit. I am sick of the customers (Put your cart back, you dumb bitch!), the dumbass co-workers (Thanks for pitching out yet another sign I had dibs on, you sorry bastards.) and the general bullshit (No, you cannot buy gift cards at the fucking self check!).

Only a few more days and I won't have to deal with this horseshit for a few months. May Primus help me keep my sanity.

A Moment of Zen: Seizure Disorder Style

If I were the decorating type, I would totally do this:

Yes, I want my neighbors to have light induced seizures, dammit! Screw those boring static displays; I want epic!

Either He's the World's Biggest Jinx, or My Gurdian Angel... I Can't Tell

Yesterday had to be one of the worst days I have ever had. Seriously, it was awful.

Prime and I got into an argument that morning (well, I can't call it an argument; I never got a word in edgewise), my right arm was hurting like a royal bitch, and I was stuck on self-check out.

No customer in that building knows how to use a self-check out without fucking it up. And everyone using those damned check outs is always rude. Always.

By the time 7 PM rolled around, I was ready to rip my hair out. But I couldn't go home just yet. There was no damned replacement for me. It took them nearly 15 minutes to find someone to replace my tired ass.

I walked out of that building wanting nothing more than to cry.

Prime picked me up and informed me that we were going to a nearby ShopKo, apparently they had a Transformer hat advertised on sale that he wanted to track down. So, track down we did.

We found the hat in boy's accessories, and I knelt down to get a better look. Then, I spotted something from the corner of my eye. A pair of hats, white, black and yellow, were hanging from a nearby peg. I took a closer look at them: They were Bumblebee hats.

I had just found a pair of Bumblebee hats.

I gasped and grabbed them. Prime just chuckled and shook his head. "You should have bad days more often," he said. "Every time you do, Bumblebee just keeps showing up."

Like I said, he's either my guardian angel or a jinx. I'm unsure which.

Have yourself a merry little Christmas...

but leave me the fuck out of it.

A baby Jesus is swiped from a Nativity, the world stops. This happens, no one gives a shit.

Fuck Christmas.
I'm sick and goddamned tired of this non-existent "war" while other religions are truly being oppressed.

Winter Sucks

Tis the fucking season for viral infections. I have a cold that keeps hanging on and won't leave me the fuck alone. I am sick of random coughing fits and feeling as if I've swallowed sandpaper! GAH!

Maybe I'll put a better post together tomorrow. Or not.

(Insert Witty Title Here)

It's been a bad couple of weeks, which is why I haven't updated worth a damn. I'm trying to get back into the swing of thing, so expect another update soon.

Oh and I hate the holidays. But you already knew that.

A Moment of Zen: Black Friday Style

Since it's the day after Thanksgiving, let's celebrate consumerism, shall we?



Ohmigawd! Shoes!

New Dino Discovery, More or Less

Apparently, a dinosaur has been discovered with a vacuum-cleaner type mouth. Interesting find, but scientists have yet to study its lesser-known cousin:

It's like looking in a mirror, ain't it?

--Weasel, definitely going to hell for this post... as if she wasn't before.

A Moment of Zen: "It Sucks to Be You" Edition

This is pretty much sums up how I feel every October.



"Oh shit."

It's a Date

According Comics Continuum, Cartoon Network has announced the date and time for the premier of the Transformers Animated "movie": December 26, 8PM EST/PST.

I hope I'm not working too late that night. I need my Bumblebee fix.

--Weasel, "The best things come after Xmas!"

From the "You Gotta be Shitting Me" Files

Australian Santas have been told not to "Ho, Ho ,Ho" because it offends women. (I smell bullshit, btw.)

What.
The.
Fuck?!

Hey, I just live on the planet, I don't understand it.

If You're Not Outraged...

...you're not paying attention.

Found this little gem via Shakesville; it really needs to be read to be believed. I wanted to blog about it yesterday, but I was simply too pissed to think straight after reading it.

Once you read this article, you'll be pretty pissed off too.

She told the Meiers that Josh Evans was created by adults, a family on their block. These adults, she told the Meiers, were the parents of Megan's former girlfriend, the one with whom she had a falling out. These were the people who'd asked the Meiers to store their foosball table.

The single mother, for this story, requested that her name not be used. She said her daughter, who had carpooled with the family that was involved in creating the phony MySpace account, had the password to the Josh Evans account and had sent one message - the one Megan received (and later retrieved off the hard drive) the night before she took her life.

"She had been encouraged to join in the joke," the single mother said.

This "family's" name has not been released. A child is dead because of their actions and the press decides not to release these fuckholes' names.

I have only four words for this: Release the family's names.

Seriously, let these sorry pieces of fuck deal with the shit they created. Let their lives become a waking nightmare, one which they cannot escape.

It won't be much in the way of justice, but it will be a start.

Urge to Scream... RISING!

You know you're screwed when you get to work and see a repairman trying to fix the same exact machines that you're going to be working with. Which is exactly what happened to me yesterday.

NCR was in our store. They were cleaning and repairing the GM self-checks. They were there most of the day. I couldn't tell you whether or not this was a good thing.

I was tripping over the repairmen damn near all day, every jackass who had an IQ lower than 40 were using the self-checks, the touchscreen at the pay station went down, and I was stuck there for the entire day.

Yes, it was hell. I swear to God, I exist only as the Universe's whipping girl.

Read It and Weep, Bitchez!

My geek pride doth swell.

According to the market research, Autobot Bumblebee, who spent much of the film as a Chevy Camaro, was the film's favorite character, beating out real-life stars Shia LeBeouf and Megan Fox and even Autobot leader Optimus Prime. Ninety-four% of moviegoers surveyed rated their opinion of Bumblebee as excellent or very good, compared with 91% for Optimus Prime, 83% for LeBeouf, 82% for Fox and 69% for Jazz, Ratchet and Ironhide -- played by a Pontiac Solstice, a Hummer H2 and a GMC Topkick, respectively, that transform into Autobots.

(Emphasis mine)

That's right, Bumblebee rules you. You just don't know it yet.

--Weasel, "About damn time he got props."

Put Down the Autobot, Asshole!

The guy on self check-out was acting very oddly.

As I stood at the pay station, keeping a watch on the self-check lanes he kept throwing glances in my direction, like he was hiding something. He had already scanned his first item, a pack of gum, and was getting ready to scan his second and final item: an Ultimate Bumblebee.

He repeatedly swiped the bar code over the scanning bed, still looking nervously at me. Suspicious, I kept my eyes on the pay station's screen. Imagine my surprise when I saw the "price" he was going to pay for that toy.- $5.92.

He had scanned it in as a journal.

"Oh hell no!" I thought, plastering on the biggest fake grin I possibly could. I hurriedly walked towards self check-out number 43, trying to keep my cool. In a pleasant voice, I said, "You know, that price doesn't seem right. The check-outs have been acting up off and on all day. Let me check that for you." I seized Bumblebee and trotted back to the pay station. Mr. Sticky-fingers followed. As quickly as I could, I tapped "Item Inquiry" button on the pay station's register and scanned Bumblebee's bar code. The real price popped up on the screen- $79.88.

"Oh, it's that much?" Mr. Sticky-fingers spluttered. "If it's that expensive, I don't want it."

"Sure," I said, smiling pleasantly. "I can put him back for you." Jerk, I thought, wanting nothing more than to slap the wanna-be thief. As I placed the now rescued Ultimate Bumblebee by the register at the pay station, Mr. Sticky-fingers paid for his gum and left. He couldn't walk out of the store fast enough.

Bumblebee stayed under my watchful eyes for the rest of the night. I kept that box as close to me as possible and whenever I left the pay station, I kept my eyes on him. No one was going to walk off with that toy without a fight. I would make damn sure of it. When it was time for me to go home, I gently cradled the rescued Autobot and carefully walked him up the Service Desk. After tucking him into the Toy returns cart, I told one of the head cashiers what happened. "Nice save!" she said, grinning.

"What's going on?" asked one of the other cashiers, who happens to be a friend of mine. I told her. "Go, you!" she exclaimed as she gave me a high five. "I knew if someone tried to steal a Bumblebee, you'd stop them!"

I walked out of work with a huge smile on my face. It was a good night.

Moral of the story: Never fuck with this female's favorite Autobot, or you will go down. She'll make damn sure of it.

Unsure where I got the pic above. If I can find the original link, I'll give credit.

And In Other News, Ice is Cold...

Must've been a slow news day.

Researchers who looked at the bestselling songs in several genres from 2005 found that 37 percent of top country songs featured references to drugs or alcohol, compared to just 14 percent of rock songs.

"It's not like country music is as wholesome as mom and apple pie," said Ralph DiClemente, a professor of public health at Emory University who's familiar with the study findings.

I guess they never heard that little joke: What do you get when you play a country music record backwards?
Answer: You get your wife back, you get your job back, you get your truck back and you stop drankin'!

Coming up, other studies will show that liquid water is still wet, the sky is still blue during daylight hours and if you eat a big meal, you will have to take a massive shit several hours later. More as this develops.

--Weasel, "Seriously, it took 'em this long to figure this shit out. Unbelievable."

A Moment of Zen: Wake Up, Dammit! Edition

Only cat people will find this funny.



Translation: "Get up and feed me, you lazy bastard!"

A Moment of Zen: Bad Kitteh Edition

No no kitty! That's a bad kitty! /Cartman

Is it just me, or is that cheetah smiling?
It's probably just me.

Linkage from here.

Freddie Got PWNED

No Fred, I don't feel a damn bit sorry for you.

A grieving father won a nearly $11 million verdict Wednesday against a fundamentalist Kansas church that pickets military funerals out of a belief that the war in Iraq is a punishment for the nation's tolerance of homosexuality.

You just got owned, man. Now deal with it.

Pic from here.

Say Good-bye, Asshole

Remember this sorry peice of fuck? (I know, I know: Who in the hell could forget?)
Well, payback's a bitch.

From the article:
Roy L. Pearson Jr., the administrative law judge who lost his $54 million lawsuit against a Northeast Washington dry cleaner, lost his job yesterday and was ordered to vacate his office, sources said.

Pearson, 57, who had served as a judge for two years, was up for a 10-year term at the Office of Administrative Hearings, but a judicial committee last week voted against reappointing him.

Man oh man, that's some funny shit! Now, we just need a little music and it'll be a party...

Ah, here we go!

A big "Thank you" to Shakesville for the wonderful news.

--Weasel, "Don't let the door hit ya where the good Lord done split ya, assface."

WANT!

Holy. Fucking. SHIT.

I really want this car.

Seriously, I would baby this thing. He'd be loved/worshipped/adored as he properly should. Talk about a thing of true beauty.

--Weasel, "Yeah, I want this more than the Optimus Prime truck. Seriously, WOW."

The Son of the Return of the Revenge of Random Thoughts

We're nearing the end of the month, thank Primus. So I'm clearing out the cobwebs and for shits and giggles, posting another edition of

Random Thoughts

* After two and half (or was it three?) months of madding resets and numerous hours of swearing, I finally caught my shiny Azelf on October 26. I'm now camped out in front of Uxie, trying to do the exact same thing. I don't even want to think about Mesprit; the little bastard takes one look at you and runs. I hate hate hate runners!

* File this under "I (Kinda) Found What I was Looking For": I was looking for a strategy guide on my side of the bed last night and finally found my missing Game Boy Advance SP, complete with Pokémon Emerald cart. I'm pretty happy; my shiny Roselia and Tangela can be prepped for a transfer to Pearl and I can keep breeding for a shiny Vulpix. Whoo.

* Break out the Kevlar- Cheney's got a gun... again. I'm so glad I don't live in that area. (Many thanks to While Noise Insanity for the warning.)

* Call this "autumn cleaning", if you will- I went through my blog a few days ago and deleted quite a few posts that were going nowhere. Things are a bit more manageable, if you can call it that.

* Transformers was released on DVD a week and a half ago. Prime and I don't have all the store exclusive pack-ins that came with it, like the Blockbuster MP3 player. We may have to hit eBay for some of these, meaning we'll be battling scalpers at every twist and turn. I can hardly wait. =/

* A quick shout-out to my friend Shawn, who saved my ass by getting that Transformers sign. Thanks to you, October sucks a lot less. You are the man.

* It's that time of year again. The AC unit's going to have to go and we'll have to start running the heat soon. It's almost too chilly in the house, but I don't want to run the heat until I absolutely have to.

* November's almost here, which means no more of this suck-ass month. It will however, bring us closer to Chri$tma$, which will drive me totally insane in a different way- namely the 8,547 different versions of each and every known Chri$tma$ carol that will be piped in to my place of work. I really need an MP3 player.

And that has been another instalment of Weasel's Random Thoughts. Join us soon when I'll be clearing out even more cobwebs from the depths of my fractured brain. Until then, adieu.

Dan In Real Life

Today is Dan Gilvezan's birthday. I wish him nothing but the best.

Oh and please come to another BotCon, if you don't mind. Your fans really miss you. ;)

A Moment of Zen: F*cking Short Version

The Big Lebowski: Fucking Short Version

Not fucking safe for work, but you fucking knew that shit already.

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Why Gawd, WHY?!
We've all heard about Dumbledore, right? How he's supposed to be gay?

Guess who had to weigh in?

None other than Laura Mallory.

Directly from the article:

In response to Dumbledore's outing, Mallory told ABC News that the Potter series has "an anti-Christian agenda," and, "this only further supports that."

"My prayer is that parents would wake up, that the subtle way this is presented as harmless fantasy would be exposed for what it really is -- a subtle indoctrination into anti-Christian values," said Mallory. "The kids are being introduced to a cult and witchcraft practices.

"A homosexual lifestyle is a harmful one," she added. "That's proven, medically."

For the love of Gawd, please go away! Your 15 microns of fame are over Mallory, we're bored with you. You are no longer relevant or funny.

Linkage from Slap Upside the Head. Many thanks.

--Weasel, "May this be the last post I ever make about Laura Mallory."

Well, My Ass is Totally Fucked

36%
--Weasel, "Hey, at least it ain't a zero percent chance."

This Month Keeps getting Better and Better and... Ah, Fuck It!

Prime just got home not 5 minutes ago. He rang the doorbell for me to come out and look at the car. I wish I hadn't: There's a ding on the driver's side.

Seems someone ran a stop sign and hit our car. Prime's fine (we drive a 20 year old tank; it's nicknamed Tankor, for pit's sake) but we'll have to deal with all the lovely bullshit that comes from reporting an accident.

Like I said, I fucking hate this month. Bring on November.

--Weasel, "All I wanna do is curl up with the DVD player and watch Transformers. Escapism might help relieve this bullshit."

Cautiously Optimistic... Or Not

I have good news and bad news. I'll go with the good news first:

Remember the sign that was pitched out on me about a week ago? Well, a friend of mine who happens to take a lot of road trips, found one. He managed to save it for me.

I got it two nights ago. I'm still pretty giddy over this.

Now for the bad news:

Two days before that, Prime was sitting in front of the computer when we both heard an odd noise, much like a metallic humming. Prime thought it came from the PC.

I freaked.
It seems that one of the signs that your hard drive may decide to shit itself and die is weird noises.

Prime's been burning everything to CD-ROMS, trying to back this old bitch up. Everything seems fine for now, but Primus only knows what may happen in the next few days. If we're lucky, it's nothing. If not, well... I won't be updating the blog regularly, I'll say that much.

God, I hate October. The bad almost always outweighs the good.

This Is the Funniest Shit I've Ever Read!

Seriously, this is motherfucking hilarious! You have got to read this shit!

First, don't buy your child a Nintendo DS (Devil Screen)! It's eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeevil! And, don't let your kids watch anime! They'll become perverted axe murderers!

I'm about to fall over laughing here. Does Jack Chick work for this wanker?

Pic is from The Far Side. I have no idea where I found it and saved it.

Apparently, the Month of October Turns Me into an Emo Bitch

I've noticed a pattern over the past few years: My mood goes completely to hell come October.

Nothing good has ever happen to me during this month. I mean that. Absolutely nothing.

I know for a fact that I'm driving Prime nuts with my shitty attitude (I'm sorry about that, btw) and I'm driving myself crazy as well.

I can't wait for this damn month to fucking end. I swear to God, I should throw a damn party the first of November.

--Weasel, "No, I'm not dying my hair black or any of that bullshit. I'm not that far gone yet."

A Moment of Zen: Epic Style

300: PG Version



FROSTING!!

Holy. Mother. Trucker.

Seriously, I want this damn truck. Talk about a thing of beauty.

(And yes, Prime and I would drive him BotCon every year, if possible. The looks on people's faces would be awesome.)

--Weasel, really wishes she had the cash for this. Seriously, damn.

Worst. Day. Ever.

Well, today Transformers was released on DVD and HD-DVD. Where I work, we had a sign near our entrance and exit advertising the movie. The DVD/Electronics vendor promised me that I could have that sign when he took it down, which was today.

It was in the back when I was on my breaks. Everything seemed to be going okay. Then I get off the clock.

I can't find the damn thing. Someone pitched in the baler. It's gone.

To say I'm pissed off is putting it mildly. The artwork featured headshots of Optimus Prime, Megatron and Bumblebee. Had it only had Optimus and Megatron, I would just be a little upset. But it featured Bumblebee. And everyone who knows me knows just how much I love that little Autobot.

To whoever pitched that sign, I give you this: A gigantic FUCK YOU!

Pull this bullshit again and I'll sic one of my best friends on your lousy ass.... and he's a helluva lot less nicer than I am. (Got an itchy trigger finger, too.)

Do yourself a favor: Don't piss him (or me) off again, 'kay?

--Weasel, "It wasn't trash, you moron! Somebody wanted to keep that ad!"

Top pic: from LOL BOTS.

Bottom pic: I have no idea where I got this image. If I can dig up the link, I'll credit it. Until then, it'll have to go uncredited.

The Phone Call of a Lifetime

So last night, after Prime and I had just finished dinner, we got a phone call. Prime insists that I should answer the phone. So I did. I wasn't expecting to hear that voice speaking to me.

It was Optimus Prime.
I got a phone call from Optimus Prime.

Apparently, this is a promo that's being run in conjunction with the DVD release of Transformers, but it is a damn cool one, I will admit. (My heart skipped a beat and my stomach tied itself in knots when I heard that voice!)

So, if you happen to know any Transformer fans, go ahead and give 'em a little message. They'll appreciate it. Hey, I sure as heck did! (It made my night!)

--Weasel, who won't be touching her DS for a while... Optimus Prime's orders. :)

At Fucking Last

Took my ass long enough. Now it better the hell stay at "R" or I'm going to be fucking pissed.

--Weasel, "Wonder if I can crack NC-17?"

Obsessional Neurosis

(Brownie points to anyone who gets the title.)

I have been on a writing tear from hell. Case in point: I bought a brand new composition book at work. I've already used about 20 sheets from that 100 sheet notebook. That's what, about a fifth of the damn thing? I haven't had a tear like this for a very long time.

And I am loving every second of it.

Every free moment I get I am in that notebook, happily scribbling away. Whether I'm at home or on a break at work, I'm writing. Although I'm basically just writing scenes (which are completely out of order), I haven't felt this good for a long time. I can't help but find it odd, because most of what I've written is pretty damn depressing. And my sore left wrist is complicating matters. (Ever tried holding open a notebook while wearing a wrist stabilizer? It ain't easy!)

I should probably make a habit out of this. I wouldn't mind actually cobbling together a manuscript so I could have Prime edit the living hell out of it in the hope of selling it. I'd enjoy that work a helluva lot more than what I'm doing now. (I'll bet it pays better, too.)

Well, I'm off to do a little more writing. Wish me luck.

--Weasel, "It'd be nice to get paid for what I really love to do and no, I don't mean bitch and moan."

"..."

From Shakesville:

Marcel Marceau has passed on.

"Among those kids was maybe an Einstein, a Mozart, somebody who (would have) found a cancer drug," he told reporters in 2000. "That is why we have a great responsibility. Let us love one another."

Godspeed, Mr. Marceau. The world is a lonelier place without you.

Two Years? I Think I Can Wait that Long.

Transformers 2 is scheduled for summer 2009.

In two years, I will be able to get my geek on.... again! Woo woo!

--Weasel, admits she's a sad little geek.

How Do You Spell Migraine? W-O-R-K

It is official: I fucking hate self-checkout.

Once upon a time, it wasn't so bad. Sure there was the occasional glitch and the much more common idiot, but it was actually pretty pleasant. Hell, I didn't mind spending a day on there; it was quite relaxing.

Until two days ago.

Some management jackass decided we needed to re-install the scales beneath the bagging area. Those scales were removed several months ago because they sucked and caused more problems than they were worth.

Today was the first full day I've spent on the "new" self-checkouts. I wanted to rip my hair out and scream. If the item isn't the "proper" weight, the machine freezes. If the customer doesn't put the item in the bag fast enough, the machine freezes. If the a customer chooses "Skip Bagging" and puts the item in a bag, the machine freezes. If the customer slams the item in the bag, the machine freezes. If someone places a wallet in the bagging area, the machine freezes. If you look at the fucking self-checkout cross-eyed, the machine fucking freezes. The customers hate it, the associates hate it and I'm damn tempted to take a fucking sledgehammer to each and every one of those goddamned glitchy-ass machines.

Modern convenience my ass.

IMAX? More like IPISSED

So the IMAX version of Transformers hits theatres this Friday. I can't go. I have to work.

I have a few words to say about that, none of them nice. I'll have to wait a blasted week or so to actually see it. And considering this will be the only place I'll see the extra footage (supposedly), I'm pretty pissed that I'll have to wait.

Shit always seems to happen in the fall.

Jesus. Fucking. Christ.

Linkage from God is for Suckers.

Go. Read. And shit your pants.

Image from LOL BOTS.

I Don't Feel a Damn Bit Safer

Found this little gem at God is for Suckers.
Starting October the first, they'll be watching us. Cue up Sting and that '80s song about stalking.

From the source:

Beginning in October 2007 the Department of Homeland Security will open a new office called the National Applications Office (NAO) charged with civil/domestic intelligence gathering. This new division of Homeland Security was conceived entirely by the Executive Branch, with no Congressional input, and will serve as a clearinghouse for requests to access the data provided by military spy satellites, with a resolution of inches, to view the territorial United States. During the hearing Charles Allen, Assistant Secretary for Intelligence & Analysis told Chairman Bennie Thompson that their legal and civil rights oversite concerns were misplaced. […] The plan is for the NAO to serve as a clearing house for law enforcement requests to access the spy satellite data upon NAO’s approval. That approval will be granted through inhouse review, with no Judicial oversite, and no explaination forth coming to the Committee as to what, exactly, the guidelines for approval would be. The legal staff of both Homeland Security and the NAO declined to attend the hearings, claiming, according to Chairman Thompson that they did not wish to appear on a panel that included the ACLU.

Boy, I feel safer already. Don't you?



Pic from LOL BOTS. Trust me, if it were Bumblebee watching over me, I'd feel a helluva lot safer.

And People Wonder Why I Moved

It wouldn't be because of this bullshit, would it? Nah.

Wow, way to go idiots. So much for the "liberal" educational system. Makes NC colleges look all warm and inviting, doesn't it? You know, there's a reason I called UNC-Wilmington UNC-Worthless.....

--Weasel, "What liberal educational system? I didn't know that even existed."

What in the Flying Shitfuck?!

From the "You Can't Make this Shit Up" files and found via Canadian Cynic:

Freddie Phelps' clan is set to picket Senator Craig.

From the mouth of the dear brain deficient asshole Reverend:

"Thank God for revealing a bit of truth about Sen. Larry Craig of Idaho; and, by a logical extension, about the United States Congress."

You know, Phelps, I would quit speaking for God. You may just piss him off. Royally.


Completely unsure where I found this pic. If I can ever find the exact URL, I will give credit.

Update from the Living Dead

I would have posted sooner, but I haven't felt up to it.

Truth be told, I've only really felt like sleeping. Eating? Forget about it. Been sick since Wednesday and am just now feeling somewhat human. (Hey, I can actually consume semi-solid food! The joy!)

Future updates will happen when I feel less like total ass. Until then, I retire.

--Weasel, "I'm sick of sleeping and tired of Jell-O. This sucks!"

I Pray to the Gods of Pop Culture that This be Bullshit

Seriously. What. The. Fuck?!

It's all rumor at this point, but Good Lord. This does not look good.

I Honestly Don't Know What to Say

Pavarotti is dead.

I'm shocked, honestly. I thouhgt he'd stay around a helluva lot longer.

Is It October Yet?

Amazon.com has a track listing for the upcoming Transformers movie score.
It is safe to say that I will wear out track number 7 and repeatedly skip number 16.

--Weasel, excited little nerd-bot :)

Well, I'm Hell-bound!

At least, according to this lovely website.

Transformers is on their "Blasphemy List". I've seen it five times. Guess my soul is damned to hell, huh?

Ye gods, the stupid is killing me......



Pic from I Can Has Cheezburger?

Why Was I Not Informed?!

I don't care what in the hell I have to do to get this poster, but I will have it.
He will grace my wall!!

--Weasel, "Words don't do it justice... it's just too beautiful..."

Aftersqueal: Wouldn't mind getting this shirt either, even if it is unofficial.

Round Two....

And here we go again!

Wal-Mart has been quietly pulling dog treats off of their shelves since July. The products were Chinese made and might have sickened pets.

So why hasn't anything really been done about this? Where the hell is the outrage over this latest round of recalls? What's it going to take to stop this bullshit?

The stupidity just makes my head hurt.

Warning Sign created here.

Holy. Shit.

I heard about this a few days ago, but I haven't had a chance to blog about it.

It's been discovered that, under the right conditions, space dust can come to life.

SCIENTISTS have discovered that inorganic material can take on the characteristics of living organisms in space, a development that could transform views of alien life.

When Prime read the article to me my heart quite literally leaped for joy. Non-organic life can exist out there in the universe. A ripple of hope ran through me.

An international panel from the Russian Academy of Sciences, the Max Planck institute in Germany and the University of Sydney found that galactic dust could form spontaneously into helixes and double helixes and that the inorganic creations had memory and the power to reproduce themselves.

Suddenly, the idea of "autonomous robotic lifeforms" from another planet doesn't sound so far-fetched.

I wish it weren't raining right now. I'd love to go stargazing tonight.

The Apocolypse is Nigh

Jenna's engaged.

Jenna Bush, 25, is marrying Henry Hager, 28, a former White House aide who used to work with Karl Rove.

The groom to be is a former aide to Karl Rove?! ::insert canned wolf howl from American Dad::

To steal a quote from an obscure 90s cartoon called Animaniacs: "Be afraid. Be very afraid."

The Results are In!

Why am I not really surprised?

Which 2007 Transformer are you?

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Well, at least I'd look good in yellow.

I Feel Safer Already

Bush is trying to fast track executions.

The Bush administration is preparing to speed up the executions of criminals who are on death row across the United States, in effect, cutting out several layers of appeals in the federal courts so that prisoners can be "fast-tracked" to their deaths.

Good old W. He truly cares about the living.

President Bush has always been a death penalty enthusiast. The 152 prisoners he dispatched to their deaths in his eight years as governor of Texas set a high-water mark unmatched before or since.

I'm so glad GW is watching over us. I'm sure Joe Amrine feels the same.

Four years ago, a Missouri man, Joe Amrine, was released after 17 years on death row after the collapse of all evidence that led to his conviction for a jail murder. The state argued, with a straight face, that even the establishment of innocence was not a reason to stop his execution, because nothing had been procedurally incorrect about his original trial. Again, it was a federal appeals court that weighed in on Amrine's behalf.

I'll sleep soundly tonight, yessiree. No worries here. Wait, is that the thud of boots on the pavement?

Ah, it's just my imagination.

......

I hope.

Only in America

We are spending billions in Iraq, but some people can't afford health care.

According to court documents filed Wednesday in Jackson County Circuit Court, Stanley Reimer walked his wife to the balcony of their apartment and kissed her before throwing her over.

The reason?

According to the court records, she had no health insurance to pay for medical bills that ranged from $700 to $800 per week.

What the hell is wrong with this country? Where are the protests over this? Does anyone even care? Or are we too damn busy pissing our lives away over Britney Spears and Paris Hilton?

What happened to America? Where did my country go? I weep for our future, for it is grim indeed.

A shoutout to Shakespeare's Sister for the info.

The Top Thirteen: BotCon 2007 Edition

I'm listening to 80s music, which helps "get me in the mood", so to speak. So without further adieu, here are my personal favorite moments from this year's BotCon. Enjoy the geekiness, if you will.

13) Bonding with a Beatmix Bumblebee and causing Prime and our friend Shawn to nearly puke.
Beatmix Bumblebee happens to be sound activated, so when I started talking to a demo version at the Providence Place Sharper Image, it responded. So I kept talking. And it kept reacting. Within a few minutes, it had obviously taken a liking to me..... and Prime and Shawn were trying to suppress their gag reflexes. Easily one of the most fun and geeky moments I experienced. The little bugger won me over so much that two days later, I bought one.

12) Prime injuring himself at the customizing class.
The hazards of being a guy who works with his hands. Prime managed to stab himself in the hand with a screwdriver while assembling his custom figure. When I met up with him after coming back from the tours, he was sporting a homemade bandage. And I thought I was supposed to be the klutz around here. :)

11) The awesome swag.
The exclusive toys, the exclusive hotel keycards, the freebie bag for the cocktail party. We got lots of killer stuff, which helps keep the memories fresh. My personal favorite? The hotel keycard from the Westin. Bumblebee, of course.

10) Made in China? Melamine!
This became a running gag between me and my friend, DA. He'd point out something was Chinese in origin and I'd yell out, "Ut-oh! Melamine!". Then, we'd both laugh. Don't ask.

9) Running on 2 hours of sleep, a handful of tortilla chips, a shitload of caffeine and still feeling fine!
The unwritten rule at any convention is "Thou shalt not eat or sleep". It may sound exhausting (and it is) but while you're there, you realize you don't really miss sleep or food. Caffeine, however, is a necessity, since adrenaline can only do so much.

8) The dealer room.
The dealer room has always been the heart of BotCon. The dealer room is where you meet friends, look for deals and just hang out. This year was no exception. If you wanted good deals and good conversation, you hit the dealer room. I never wanted to leave.

7) The Sector Seven Experience.
If you were lucky enough to hit the Hasbro Toy Shop room, you probably saw a big semi near the back of the room. No, not that one; this one had a a trailer. If you decided to stand in line, you were let in and treated to the Sector Seven experience, which was actually quite fun. A pair of "agents" told you about N.B.E.s (Transformers) and you got a glimpse of some of the footage from the movie. Just make sure you didn't react to the word "Transformer", or one of the agents would start to question you. (It happened to me! An agent asked if I had any aches or flu-like symptoms. I wisely said no.) It was a lot of fun, in a geeky way.

6) Meeting Optimus Prime.... in more ways than one.
We had two special guests this year: Mr. Peter Cullen, who is the voice of Optimus Prime, and one of the actual rigs from the movie. I got two autographs from Mr. Cullen and have a couple of pictures of myself with the semi. (In one, I'm saluting the truck, in the other I'm snuggled up next to him. I hope Bumblebee won't get jealous.) Before leaving on Sunday, I said good-bye to the rig, passed it a kiss(!) and told him to bring Bumblebee next year. I hope he heard me. :)

5) The cocktail party.
Live music, swag and nerds, along with a cash bar. How much fun is that? Plenty. Where else can you see a couple of Hasbro reps dancing onstage or get freak danced by a friend? I'm still laughing at that last one and can't get KISS's "Rock and Roll All Night" out of my head. I'm not really a party animal, but I hope there's another party like that one next year.

4) The tours.
While Prime was injuring himself, I was touring. I got to tour the tours at Wood's Hole (yes, that one!) and went whale-watching. Did I get lucky enough to see whales? Yes. Was it cool? Hell yes. (I seriously need to post some of the pictures.) It was also the first time in nearly eight years that I got to see the Atlantic Ocean again. And having seen it again I realize I actually miss it, but not the hurricanes.

3) The Hasbro tour.
This is the place where it all began. If it weren't for Hasbro, we wouldn't have Transformers. And I wouldn't be a robo-geek. As crazy as it sounds, the brick walls of those buildings just screamed history, and I would have sold body parts to live there. (I could have been a gopher! Hire me, Aaron Archer! I work cheap!)

2) Seeing the Transformers movie before it hit theaters.
Imagine an entire theatre filled with nothing but Transformers fans. Imagine sitting next to your geeky Transformer loving friends and seeing their reactions to a movie you've been waiting to see for a very long time. Yes, it was awesome. Seeing Tyrese Gibson and Rachael Taylor enter our theatre sent us into a frenzy. Tyrese was right: that shit really was off the hook. We cheered, we yelled, we had a helluva time. No matter how many times I see it, the first viewing of Transformers will be my favorite. The huge crowd of geeks made it an amazing experience

And the top moment from BotCon 2007 is....

1) Seeing my friends again.
As much as I love the convention, seeing my friends is what makes it so special. Where else can I discuss in depth, why I love Bumblebee? Where else can the hottest topic of conversation be about upcoming toy releases and variant figures? Where else can I feel so accepted? Normal, even? Being at the convention is like a huge family reunion and I cherish that. So with that I say to my friends (DA, Groo, and everyone else, you know how you are), I'll see you next year, Primus willing. I miss all of you guys!

--Weasel, still re-adjusting to "the real world"

You Have Got to be Shittin' Me

Apparently, the SCLC plans to honor Michael Vick.

What.

The.

FUCK?!

"We're in support of Michael as a human being," SCLC president Charles Steele said. "Right now, he's feeling discarded, ostracized by people who are rushing to judgment. It's our responsibility to save him."

Um... no offense here, guys, but where in the flying hell were you when Vick was toturing dogs? Why the hell didn't you get up and, oh I don't know, HELP THE REAL VICTIMS HERE?!

Fuck this shit, I'm getting a new pet toy.

A big thanks to AMERICABlog for the 411.

An Observation

Humans didn't become the dominate species on the planet due to intelligence; they became dominate because of their ability to out-kill nearly every other living thing.

Fuck You, Sam Walton

Seriously, fuck you.

I pray to Primus that BotCon is never held in Arkansas, because I might just get arrested for what I may do down there: i.e. taking a shit on Sam Walton's grave.

A huge one gunned salute to Shakespeare's Sister for the info.

--Weasel, "Target may suck, but it's looking a lot better than this!"

Movin' On Up!

That's a bit more like it. I'm still shooting for "R", though.

I Want this Fucking T-Shirt!

Seriously, I must have this shirt.

I will wear it to every BotCon I attend for the rest of my natural life. Just please, somebody get me this fucking shirt!

--Weasel, easily influenced by geek culture.

An Apology

As of late, I have been neglecting my blog. I'm still recovering from PEBS*, but I'll try to update a bit more often. Thank you for your patience.


*Post Ecstatic BotCon Syndrome

My Faith in Humanity is Slightly Restored

Stupid, spoiled skank loses her inheritance.
Couldn't have happened to a nicer girl.

Schadenfreude anyone?

--Weasel, "Aw, poor Paris.... my heart just bleeds for her......"

The Things We Do For (Autobot) Love

Yesterday, Prime and I went out and about, hitting a few stores for the hell of it. While Prime hit Toys R Us looking for TF movie merch, I went to the local mall. I was looking for a little something at Hot Topic, namely this.

That's right, it's a Bumblebee pin. A G1 Bumblebee pin. I've known about it since BotCon and have been trying like hell to track one down, with absolutely no luck. And last night looked like it I would strike out yet again. The local mall Hot Topic had only two Megatron pins; no Optimus and no Bumblebee.

Dejected, I headed back to the car, told Prime and we left the mall area. We hit a couple of other stores and it looked like we were going to head home, when I mentioned how much I wanted the pin. Prime asked if there were any other Hot Topics in the area, and I told him about the one in Green Bay. (A friend of ours told me about that location.) So, he borrowed my cell, called the Green Bay store and asked the question.

They had the pin. The only problem? They closed at 9 pm. It was now 8:35.

Prime turned the car in the right direction, got the old heap up to 75 mph and we burned to Green Bay.

We got to the mall at 9pm. I practically jumped out of the car and ran inside, heading straight to Hot Topic. I was running so fast, I ended up with a frigging stitch in my right side.

I purchased three pins, all Bumblebee. I was their last customer for the night. When I get the chance, I'll post a pic or two.

::sigh:: The things I do for the character I love.......

--Weasel, pathetic Bumblebee worshipping Transformer freak..... and proud of it!

Must Work Harder

I was thinking I'd at least get an R rating....

How I Survived My Flights

Trust me, it helped.

Image from I Can Has Cheezburger?, iirc. More later.

How Do You Spell Relief?

V-A-C-A-T-I-O-N

and

B-O-T-C-O-N.

You have no idea how much I need this.

--Weasel, "Headin' on down to BotCon, gonna have myself a time!"

The Countdown Begins

Not long now.....

Today, I washed two of my Bumblebee shirts in preparation for BotCon. Only three more shirts to go and I'll have my whole wardrobe. :) I can't help but wonder if something is wrong with me, though. Normally by this time each year, I'm packed and ready. Not so much this time. I think I'm losing my geek touch. =/

After the laundry's done and packed, all I'll need to do is get a few more batteries for Spy Shot (my new digital camera) and I'll be pretty much set. I have more than enough memory for her, trust me.

Nerdvana, here I come. :)

If it were only that easy.....

If this were the case, I'd have left years ago.

From Lio .

Family Values, Anyone?

Mommy must be so proud.

The MySpace page, publicly available until Friday when it disappeared from the Internet, included cartoon depictions of rape, murder, torture and child molestation; photographs of soldiers with guns in their mouths; a photograph of a bound and blindfolded detainee captioned “My Sweet Little Habib”; accounts of illicit drug use; and a blog entry headlined by a series of obscenities and racial epithets.

But remember! It's the gays who are defective! This is just good old-fashioned family values!

...................

I'm gonna be sick.

I Hate Everything That has Ever Existed

Seriously. I do.

And of course, it's fucking limited. Couldn't have popped up at a worse time with BotCon, movie toys, a mortgage, etc. Primus, kill me now.

I'm gonna go cry now.

(Title/quote from here.)

You Can't Make This Shit Up

Jerry Falwell is dead

and

Fred Phelps is going to picket the funeral.

Can I get a WTF? here?!

All My Shines

Some people brag about their kids. I'm a geek. I brag about my Pokémon. So I present to you:

My Shiny Pokémon

Species: Tangela
Name: Vinelight
Gender: Male
Level 40
Found at Treasure Beach (LeafGreen)
Status: Traded to Pearl thanks to Prime, now in Party. No friendship yet.
Currently has 4 Ribbons.

Species: Roselia
Name: Blackthorn
Gender: Male
Level 5
Hatched on February 25, 2007 (Emerald)
Status: Traded to Pearl via Prime, now in Shinies box. No friendship yet.
Currently has 5 Ribbons.

Species: Palkia
Name:Vector Prime
Gender: None
Level: 60
Found at Spear Pillar after 34 resets on July 4th, 2007 (Pearl)
Current status: In Shinies box with Friendship maxed.
Currently has 13 Ribbons.

Species: Milotic
Name: MILOTIC
Gender: Male
Level: 30
GTS Trade: Originally a Belgian Feebas (Barpau) from Hoenn; Level 22. Was offered for trade for a Level 10+ Chimchar.
Met on August 10, 2007.
Current Status: Now in Shinies box, friendship maxed.
Currently has 10 Ribbons.

Species: Azelf
Name: Star Dust
Gender: None
Level: 50
Found at Valor Cavern on October 26, 2007
Current Status: In Shinies box, friendship maxed; awaiting grooming for Sinnoh Smart Contests.
Currently has 11 Ribbons.


Species: Spiritomb
Name: The Fallen
Gender: Female
Level: 25
Found at the Hallowed Tower on November 21, 2007
Current Status: In Shinies box, two small hearts- mid-level friendship established.
Currently has 9 Ribbons.

Species: Combee
Name: Zarak
Gender: Male
Level: 15
Found at a Honey Tree at the Valley Windworks late night Wednesday/early morning Thursday November 22, 2007
Current Status: In Shinies Box, friendship maxed.
Currently has 9 Ribbons.

Species: Sneasel

Name: SNEASEL

Gender: Female

Level: 34

Found via GTS on December 17, 2007. Offered for trade for any Latias. Was able to make trade thanks to Prime parting with one of his GTs traded Latiases.

Met at night on December 17, 2007.

Current Status: In Shinies box, no friendship establised.

Currently one ribbon (Gorgeous Ribbon).

May be traded to Prime.

Species: Charmander

Name: CHARMANDER

Gender: Male

Level: 1
Found late night January 8/early morning January 9 via GTS. Egg received on January 5, 2008. Was offered for trade for a Level 9 and under female Milotic.
Met early morning January 9, 2008.

Current Status: Currently in Shinies box, has not evolved, friendship maxed.

Currently has 11 Ribbons.

Species: Eevee
Name: イーブイ (Ībui)
Gender: Female

Level: 18

Found on GTS late nigh January 25, 2008. Originally met in the Trophy Garden on December 31, 2006. Was offered for trade for a Level 10 and up Ralts.

Met just after midnight on the night/morning of January 25/26, 2008.

Current Status: Currently in Shinies box, has not evolved and friendship is maxed.

Currently has 10 Ribbons.

Species: Riolu
Name:RIOLU
Gender: Male
Level: 1
Found on GTS late evening January 28, 2008. Egg received from Day-Care Couple and hatched on January 16, 2008 in Solaceon Town. Was offered for trade for a Level 30 and up Deoxys.
Met at 8:35 PM on January 28, 2008
Current Status: In Shinies box, no friendship established as of yet.
Currently has 2 Ribbons (Ribbon Syndicate).

Species: Golbat
Name: GOLBAT
Gender: Male
Level: 38

Found on GTS late evening Saturday February 9, 2008. Arrived from Hoenn; had been infected with PokéRus. Was offered up for trade for a Level 30 and up male Mothim.

Met at 11:15 PM on February 9, 2008.

Current Status: In Shinies box, holding Dread Plate; Friendship maxed.

Currently has 8 Ribbons.

Species: Deoxys*
Name: デオキシス (Deokishisu)
Gender: None
Level: 30
Found on GTS late night Sunday February 17, 2008. Arrived from Hoenn. Was offered up for trade for a Level 100 Deoxys.Traded a Level 100 Deoxys from GTS.
Met at 11:45 PM Sunday night.
Current Status: In Party, holding Mind Plate, Friendship maxed.
Currently has 9 Ribbons.

Species: Deoxys*
Name: デオキシス (Deokishisu)
Gender: None
Level: 30
Found on GTS late night Saturday February 23, 2008. Arrived from Hoenn. Was offered up for trade for any Palkia. Traded a Palkia from GTS.
Met at 12:15 am Saturday night.
Current Status: Traded to Prime. (You're welcome. Now stop lusting after my Sneasel! ;P)

Species: Golbat
Name: GOLBAT
Gender: Female
Level: 45
Found on GTS late night Tuesday March 11, 2008. Was originally met on Victory Road. Was offered for trade a Level 20 and up male Vibrava. Traded Vibrava from GTS.
Met at 11:45pm Tuesday night.
Current Status: In Shinies box, no Ribbons, no Friendship established and holding no items.

Species: Psyduck
Name: PSYDUCK
Gender: Female
Level: 41
Trade from Prime for a second shiny male Golbat that I found on GTS. Originally from Kanto, arrived on Oct. 25, 2007. Italian.
Met on Saturday March 15, 2008 during the late evening hours.
Current Status: In Shinies box, no Ribbons, no Friendship established, holding Mystic Water.


Species: Skitty
Name: Sammy
Gender: Male
Level: 40
Met at Route 222, Skitty number 45 in a chain of 54.
Met at midnight Friday March 21, 2008.
Current Status: In Party with 4 Ribbons, holding a Soothe Bell. Trying to establish Friendship.
May or may not be evolved to Delcatty.

Currently Breeding/Soft Resetting For:

Species: Vulpix
Name: None
Gender: Unknown
Level ?
Breeding began February 25, 2007
625 Eggs hatched

Shinies Up for Trade:
Currently none.

Expect this page to be updated as I progress in Pearl and begin chaining. Thanks for reading!

Credits: sprites are from Pokesho, all Pokémon are shown in their shiny forms except for Azelf, Spiritomb, Riolu, and Combee.

* I cannot verify the legitimacy of either shiny Deoxys due to the sheer number of shiny Deoxys that have popped up on GTS over the past few weeks. Unlike most of them, the two I traded for were at Level 30 and not 100, so I am inclinded to believe that they might actually be legit but I am not certain.