chrome327
12 March 2008 @ 01:08 pm
Oh, Internet Hate Machine  
Scientology is seeking a restraining order against Anonymous

I look forward to filing restraining orders against bathtub spiders if this is successful. And ragweed pollen. My allergies will be grateful for the legal intervention.

I hope the process server enjoys their trip to 4chan.
 
Really?
condition - Really?
@ - work
 
 
chrome327
03 June 2007 @ 02:13 pm
 
HMC International bought the rights and molds for Don Featherstone's classic lawn flamingos from the original manufacturer. Union Products stopped producing them after a 50 year run, giving me Sad Times, as their bright pink birds are my favored weapon in my family's 15 year War of the Lawn Kitsch. I'm a purist about my tacky - the knockoffs just don't inspire the same love in me.

Just in time, too - I'm down to my last unopened box. Clearly, I am destined to prevail. Take THAT, Mother who prefers Tasteful Understatement! Prepare to wake up to a yard covered in them.

In a related note, my own are resting in the garage, secure from the weather. First tropical storm of the season has arrived, and I can't have them migrating - never found any traces of my pre-Charley flock.

I've learned it's never a good thing when The Weather Channel sends an anchor to your hometown. At least it's the second string today - when they send Cantore, it's time to head for Georgia.
 
 
chrome327
29 April 2007 @ 04:12 pm
Florida >:/  
I... think the spider I killed just now in the sun room may have been a black widow.

I'll just be wearing boots in the shower for a while, til my paranoia passes. And a raincoat. And pants.

Yyyyyyyugh
 
 
chrome327
12 October 2006 @ 03:47 pm
Roar of the Wardrobe Restored !  
I have spent more money updating my Tigers gear over the last three weeks than I have on my regular clothes in a year. Tells you how I dress in everyday life - Gas station attendants have more fashion sense/interest than I do.

I don't feel even a little bad about this either.

I'm even updating the Big D in my truck's rear window. It will be spiffy, awesome and alone in a sea of NASCAR bumper stickers.