The Prepaid Healthcare Visa® Gift Card
Yes, this country is now that fucked that people think giving someone else HEALTH CARE CREDITS is a gift!
Ideal for elderly parents! Expectant mothers! They can't afford health care and are digging through trash to pay for their meds? Tell them you love them with a gift card accepted by most hospitals!
Fucking hell.
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"New mint packets being sold by The Hershey Co. look nearly identical to the tiny heat-sealed bags used to sell illegal powdered drugs like crack, heroin and cocaine and glorify the drug trade, a Philadelphia police official said."
Wow... who the hell thought of this one?
Ia! Ia! Cthulhu Fthagn!
"Upon receiving my order, I carefully opened the box and dug through the packing peanuts in order to get to the pen contained therein. 'Beautiful!', I thought, and promptly opened up my moleskine notebook to jot down to myself some notes. My previous pen had ran out of ink four weeks prior and I didn't want to splurge on expensive shipping, which meant I had a lot of notes to catch up on writing.
But, when that quality carbide ball touched the surface of the paper, it was not ink that came out. From a distance I heard the screams of men and the cackling of innumerable ravens. I stopped, cold and sweating profusely. I looked down at the Bic Crystal black medium ballpoint pen which I held in my hand, only to see darkness. I dashed it against the wall, recoiling in horror. I saw in the corner of my eye my faithful notebook, which now lay on the ground. Once unmarred, I saw now the small mark which I had made with the devil's own pen. It spread across the page like a plague, and looking at it I gazed upon true horrors. For, what I thought had been ink was in fact a portal to a dark, unforgiving dimension. A portal whose maw was now widening to engulf all hope and joy in the world.
'God, what have I done?' I exclaimed as I weeped and fell to my knees, 'What have I done?'
From beyond the Dark Gate I heard these words, words which I can never forget. A terrible, booming voice said to me, 'Ia! Ia! Cthulhu Fthagn!'
I ran, blindly stumbling, away from that place and never looked back. My only hope is that none shall follow in the path I've walked down, too blinded by hubris to realize my follies.
Customer review for a Bic Crystal ballpoint pen which is simply awesome.
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Fine Art Stuff
Been working pretty hard on my Bartender series called, "Tip well you motherfuckers" and it's starting to really shape up. Have 6 images atm and when viewed side they make quite a impact. Well, at least to me it does, we will see what others think late November, LOL! I have not been this motivated with my own Photography since my college days and I'm loving it. Here's to hoping I can keep the ball rolling.
on creating
There is a fine line between over thinking to inactivity and and working to avoid thinking at all. The artists job is to navigate this minefield.