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Friday, June 30, 2006 

Link

The rare world of linkage from the Glacier brings you this

http://health.msn.com/healthnews/articlepage.aspx?cp-documentid=100138628&GT1=8211

I feel vindicated. As possibly the only male in his late twenties never to have owned a cell phone, and feeling nothing but pure hatred (hyperbole) for cell phone users, this is a justification. Now that we are all interconnected with everyone, e-tasking, talking, driving, eating, smoking, piped in music, honking, lights, brakes, stop, go, hands-free, hands-full, 0-60, 60-0, I SAY STOP.

FUCK IT, I'm walking...

Disagreements

"...And who the hell are you to tell me what to do?"

Hey, asshole,
I can tie my own haggard shoes!

I may be an asshole but I am an asshole who remembers Bad Religion lyrics.

Man, I wouldn't even know that song were it not for you. It was bound to come back to you sometime.

I knew the reference, hence may response. Plus, it was a charitable "asshole" not an assholey asshole.

Yeah, I know. I just just been an assholey asshole but pretending to think you weren't calling me a charitable asshole.

Hey, I didn't say you were an assholey asshole for assholishly assuming that the asshole I charitably assholed in your assholesque direction was a assholey asshole.

I had to read that sentence three times to make sure I understood it properly.

Nice.

That article rings true.

I don't have a cell phone, never have, and hopefully never will. (But I cheat because my wife needs one for work, although I can barely manage to figure out how to use the thing).

I thought (Mr. Kodiak) I recalled an amusing e-mail once sent to me many moons ago referencing "can you pay me now?"

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