Links of the Day

Ego-Daily fisks the White House Press Corp’s crazy old aunt in the attic.
Emperor Misha I fisks Saddam.
The puppy blender talks about a pretty reactionary response to what actually seems like a very creative idea.
Frank and Fritz of On the Fritz are both running for governor of California in the recall election. I don’t know whom I’d vote for as I’ve already forgotten which one is the evil twin.


I don’t always have a lot of time each day to peruse the blogosphere, so don’t be afraid to send me a link to one of your posts if you think it’s especially worthy. Just don’t bug me too often (try to keep e-mails to once a week) or get too upset if I don’t use it.

Super Lucky Happy Fun Permalink Contest Number One Poll (You Vote Now!) and Questions for Group F (You Answer Now!)

The tension is so thick, you can cut it with a knife. That means it is time for a new batch of bloggers to compete!
Group E!
Meet the Bloggers
* What is the name of your site?
Ambient Irony
* What is your preferred name as a blogger?
Pixy Misa
* How long have you been blogging?
Three months and counting.
* Give a brief description of your site.
This is my blog. There are many like it, but this one is mine.
* Briefly praise Frank J. and IMAO. Name favorite post.
Frank is funny. (Err, was that brief enough?)
I always loved the In My World press conferences, particularly when Condi was demonstrating a new toy. The one about the Robot Sipders is
may favourite.
* What’s your favorite movie?
Millennium Actress (Sennen joyu)
* Which Simpsons character do you most identify with?
Leela. No, wait! Uhhhh… Simpsons? Identify? With? How about Stephen Jay Gould? He was on the Simpsons, right?
*What is the name of your site? [Think About It]
*What is your preferred name as a blogger? Jarred Nicholls (badass name, yes? My mother gave it to me)
*How long have you been blogging? June 2003. Fairly new, but have always had opinions that need sharing. Opinions are like @$$holes, everyone’s got ’em. The difference here is, mine are the only ones that matter.
*Give a brief description of your site. [Think About It] is a Conservative news, views, and humor site with a taste of wit and in-your-face journalism with the goal to make people think (easier said than done).
*Briefly praise Frank J. and IMAO. Name favorite post. Frank J. is a good guy with a lot of humor. He’s a brother of anti-liberalism, and for that I respect him. As for a favorite post, I happen to enjoy them all, so I don’t have a favorite post. [Ed. Cop-out.]
*What’s your favorite movie? The Army of Darkness (Evil Dead III)…funniest damn movie ever.
*Which Simpsons character do you most identify with? Probably Barney. Not because of me, but most of my external family are fat slobby drunks and burp alot.
*What is the name of your site? Beth’s Contradictory Brain
*What is your preferred name as a blogger? God
*How long have you been blogging? I started on Diaryland (don’t laugh) in April 2002, then moved to http://bethmauldin.com/ in November of 2002.
*Give a brief description of your site. All the contradictory thoughts in my brain on your screen – isn’t the internet wonderful?
*Briefly praise Frank J. and IMAO. Name favorite post. Frank J. is wise and sarcastic beyond his years. There is no other blogger equal to Frank J. If IMAO were read by everyone on the planet – we just might achieve utopia.
My favorite entry: A Question of No Importance

Apropos to nut’n, were the can and the can opener invented simultaneously? I figure someone didn’t invent the can opener first and then said, “Hey, we’ve got this great opener, now let’s invent something it can open.” If that didn’t happen, and they were not both made at the same time, that means that, after the first man successful sealed food inside a can, he stood a long while just staring at it wondering, “Now how the hell do I get it out of there? Now this seems like such a dumb idea, because I’m hungry.” I know that if someone had taken my food, sealed it inside a can, and didn’t have a way of getting it out, I’d be pretty pissed.

What’s your favorite movie? Fight Club
Which Simpsons character do you most identify with? Mr. Burns, I want to be rich and powerful. Oh wait, as long as I don’t have to be old and ugly like he is.
* Site Name: Shining full plate and a good broadsword
* Preferred blogger name: Banagor
*How long have I been blogging: Since day 1. Nobody is, however, exactly sure when day 1 originated. Some carbon dating has returned the results of several years, but also going back nearly a decade in other various forms. Evolution is a wonderful thing and it sometimes can confuse the onlooker, especially when the purpose is to study the transformation and pin down the exact point at which one thing becomes another. There is no point to asking this question as the subject has been online longer than most people even know what the heck a modem is. There is also no point to this answer, as the writer has already shown his flippancy towards anything non-coffee related in the morning.
*Brief description of my site: Pain erupted throughout the thoughtless orc’s visage as the mailed fist and steel shield smashed into the twisted mass of flesh and bone. The grunting and pig-like squealing from the denizens of evil all around the shining paladin now had a tinge of fear about it and their grubby little green and filthy fingers trembled just as they were reaching up towards him to pull him down into the darkness. There was silence.
And then the face slid off of the shining bright shield in a slow and slithering slump. Dead. It had been crushed and was the first to be destroyed in the mad throes of the fires of Hell itself. There was silence and naught was heard for that moment in battle which can last an eternity – that moment when your opponent sees death in his eyes.
And then begins the singing, and the broadsword shines forth in the darkness, arcing it’s way through the air to accompany the song as the hordes of evil begin to flee. They trample each other in terror as the paladin does his best work, slicing and lobbing off heads, limbs, and all with his sword, their blood spilling over into the air like rainbows of light as they are hacked down by the thousands in this version of gritty work for the noble and higher cause. They know that they cannot stand before him so they jump, screaming their horrible pig squeals of pain and fear as they fall within the darkened crevasse – an abyss of their own ignorant making. They leap like lemmings, a single living bridge of contorted and twisted bodies suspended eternally in mid-air, grappling with each other in their doom, forever cursed to claw at only their own wretched bodies as he stands there, on the edge of it all, and continues to chase them with his tools of war and righteousness, ensuring that the final leap of their evil forever remains their last, stupid, painful moment: to have meddled with the forces of good and paid the highest price of all. Eternal damnation from that which is good.
I could, naturally, give you a long version of what my site is about.
*Praising Frank, IMAO, and favorite post: Frank is that dark mysterious black knight which fights on the side of goodness and truth and the paladin way. He humbles all, and teaches wisely about the evils of the world and how to guard against them. His goodness doth reach the very walls of the camp of paladins camped outside the very gates of Hell in that eternal battle, giving them hope and reaching out with the justice of arms. For, is it not said that no man who is wrong may win against one who is good, just, and true in a contest of arms on the field of valor? Yes, verily it is sooth and so, and Frank reminds us all of that. It is a given that my favorite post is the “Nuke the Moon” post, as I have written a long analytical piece on it, explaining the truth and justice behind the very notion.
*Favorite Movie: Where Eagles Dare. Killing that many Nazis in a single movie can only bring joy to the hearts of everyone who sees it.
*Favorite Simpsons: I don’t identify with a particular character on the Simpsons really except, perhaps, Lisa. I know that she’s a girl but as I see it, she’s a paladin. She is oft the voice of reason in the show and she is by far the brightest star there is. However, I see the Simpsons as a single entity comprised of the many. I identify with everyone on the show because the genius of the show is that it has a little bit of everyone in it made up of each individual character. Therefore, it is the nature of God. God cannot be dissected into parts, because it is a wholesome oneness which creates the unique aspect of Godhood. It is heresy to even attempt to dissect the Simpsons in anything more than jest, but if I had to choose, I would then – again – say Lisa.
Who Tends the Fires and A Little Aardvark Never Hurt Anyone did not respond. Banagor turned his nearly 500 word answer in late, so it had to be disqualified on two counts. Thus, there are only three answers to choose from this time.
Here are those three answers to the question in random order (revealing who wrote which is means for disqualification):
QUESTION: Everyone knows my solution to random ninja attacks. In 200 words or less, describe your own solution. Remember, while people hate getting randomly attacked by ninjas, they also hate high taxes, so try and keep your solutions cheap.
ANSWER 1: Ninjas? Are you serious? Unless these “ninjas” are wearing Batman like thick-as-shit rubber tighties that reflect bullets, then whip out your Desert Eagle, put one in each of their nuts (most ninjas don’t wear anti-bullet-in-nut shields), put one in each of their knee caps, walk behind them, recite the Boondock Saints prayer, and put one in the back of their head. No more ninja.
ANSWER 2: Hit them with a Dragon Slave spell. This is sort of like a Neutron Bomb, only backwards: it leaves people alive – more or less – in a crater several miles wide. While the Ninjas are boggling at the extent of the destruction (Ninjas often kill people, but rarely destroy entire cities), you can sneak up behind them, slip headphones over their ears and play Alanis Morisette at them until they melt into a puddle of gloop. This really works. (Celine Dion also works, but then you’d run the risk of hearing it and melting into a puddle of gloop yourself.)
ANSWER 3: Easy, breed Chomps, the world’s angriest hunting dog, train his offspring what Ninja’s are and how they smell, and then say “SicEm.” Once the Ninja are taken care of (a week tops), the pups can then be trained to take out any other group, say the French, or the monkeys, causing problems.
Three to choose from, one to win.
PLACE YOUR BETS NOW!
POLL CLOSED
Poll closes 24 hours (or so) after this post.
And now next round of questions for Group F!
GROUP F QUESTIONS:
What is the name of your site?
What is your preferred name as a blogger?
How long have you been blogging?
Give a brief description of your site.
Briefly praise Frank J. and IMAO. Name favorite post.
What’s your favorite movie?
Which Simpsons character do you most identify with?
SHORT ANSWER QUESTION: You are on your way somewhere, but a group of hippies incoherently protesting something blocks your way. In 200 words ot less, what is the best way to handle this siuation?
Group F, you have 24 hours to get me your answers. Godspeed.

Super Lucky Happy Fun Permalink Contest Number One Round 4 Over

Me home now. Here are the full results for the poll.
The question was: In 200 words or less, describe the best way to kill a
Communist.
And the winning answer is: Answer 5, written by dr.dna of the voodoo lounge. It got 63 votes (28%).

Get an Islamic suicide terrorist to blow up near him. Two birds with one stone.

Answer 1 was written by Susie of Practical Penumbra. It got 55 votes (24%).

The best way to kill a commie depends on one’s own personal idiom. There are those who prefer weapons grade plutonium in a puppie smoothie, and others who insist that a katana and a Colt 1991 will do. I, however, am of the school that believes the old tried-and-true remedies work best: capitalism (and lots of it!).

Answer 2 was written by Bloodthirsty Warmonger of Over The Edge. It got 26 votes (11%).

Almost anything can be justified, as long as you have a good recipe for it. The Japanese in me wanted to turn him into sushi — then I came to my senses, realizing that you need the freshest ingredients for that. As I plunged into the nefarious depths, my thoughts turned to the fine art of jungle warfare. We could let him out into the jungle with a five-minute head start, pursued by Buck the Marine, who’s been given the order to shoot him on sight, like a mad dog.! But before that happens, he could be done in by a variety of booby traps. My favorite method of turning him into hamburger would be the Bouncing Betty, the mine with the spring device that causes a bomb to explode at chest level. Of course there will be cameras to record the expression of surprise on his face in his last second of life. Muh ha ha ha!

Answer 3 was written by Elliot of Curiosity. It got 57 votes (25%).

Drop him in a pit with monkeys. Tell the monkeys he’s a Jew (monkeys are anti-semitic).

Answer 4 was written by Norbizness of Happy Furry Puppy Story Time. It got 7 votes (3%).

Put a bomb in Yao Ming’s ribcage during a Chinese National Team basketball exhibition game in Beijing. .

Answer 6 was written by Attila Girl of Little Miss Attila. It got 20 votes (9%).

Wouldn’t that depend on the range?–I could see a variety of firearms as being really useful for this project. But please do not forget poison, which creates a lot of pain. If you can get close to the communist in question, I would recommend working poison into their food. Don’t mess around with ice picks; that’s silly.

I voted for Susie’s answer because she has been trying to get a link for a while. I guess she’ll never get one now; I wish there was something I could do. If I hadn’t voted for hers, I would have probably voted for Answer 3; it was so random it cracked me up.
Congratulations to dr. dna of the voodoo lounge. He will compete against Modularparrot.com, Serenity’s Journal, and Adventures in Trouble Shooting in the final round.
The poll for Group E will be up soon, as well as the question for the last group, Group F.

Poll Results… Sorta

I forgot again to prep some questions so I could answer them during my lunch break for Frank Answer™, so I was going to at least put out the poll results for Group D. Then I realized, I don’t have the information here at work with me to know who wrote what. Anyway, there were 228 votes, and the winner is…
Whoever wrote Answer 5, which got 63 votes (28%). Congratulations to someone.
Answer 1 got 55 votes (24%).
Answer 2 got 26 votes (11%).
Answer 3 got 57 votes (25%).
Answer 4 got 7 votes (3%).
Answer 6 got 20 votes (9%).
I voted for one of them, probably not the winner. Whichever one it was, I liked it for some reason.
Congratulations to someone for winning the poll, and thanks to the other people who aren’t that someone for participating.
Someone will now join the other three finalists – who I can’t remember off hand – in the final competition.
Anyway, I’ll update this with more details when I get home from work.

To Everyone Who Thinks I Write Relevant Satire, Take That!

A lot of people sent me this article. It tells the terrible story of how, if monkeys get protection by the law, they run amok. They’ll steal your chicken, bitch-slap your dogs, and ride your hogs. That’s because monkeys know right from wrong and always choose wrong.
Luckily, we have no such problems here. That’s because earlier American settlers shot all the monkeys and chased them to Canada. Now Canadians just put up with the constant monkey attacks, getting bit all the time (it’s a one month wait to get a monkey bite treated in Canada) and having their hockey sticks stolen. It’s a living hell, but, ask most Canadians about it, and they’ll be so embarrassed by the problem they’ll pretend not to know what you are talking about.
I know what you’re probably saying: “Hey, I live in Delaware; I’m never going to get overridden with monkeys here like those stupid Canucks.” You will if you become unwatchful of the problem. If that happens, monkeys will soon take over, scratching us, eating our bananas, voting for Democrats, and taking all the high-paying jobs. Hey, it’s happened in Canada where is a virtual Monkocracy, only the monkeys getting promoted into management by the other monkeys. Most Canadians have a boss who is a monkey, a monkey who will constantly bite them and make them work unpaid overtime. Plus, if a Canadian gets a bad performance review, his monkey boss will give him Ebola. It’s true, though most Canadians will tell you otherwise because they’re filthy liars.
And it’s already too late for Canada, because they can’t pass laws against the monkeys since the monkeys overtook the legislature. I even think their president, or prime minister, or head hockey coach – whatever it is that rules Canada – is a monkey (well, technically they have a king which is a moose, but he’s just a figurehead). But we can fight back before it’s too late. First, if you ever need to travel to Canada (I don’t know why; maybe to dump trash or something), make sure to thoroughly check your car for any monkey stowaways on return. Check in the trunk, under the hood, under the car, and cut open each tire to make sure a monkey isn’t hiding inside. Also, unlike Taiwan, which has laws to protect monkeys, we should pass a Monkey Unprotection law, one where, if you see a wild monkey and don’t at least throw a rock at it, you would face heavy fines. And, if you are found to be a monkey sympathizer, there would be jail time. I also propose a new Amendment to the Constitution which will read: “Monkeys are bad; kick them.”
Do you want a future overrun by monkeys like what Charlton Heston had to face? Of course you don’t. So support the Monkey Unprotection Act; it’s for The Children™.
Okay, so I got bored of writing about the Middle East and North Korea; so sue me.