Alarming News: I like Morgan Freeberg. A lot.
American Digest: And I like this from "The Blog That Nobody Reads", because it is -- mostly -- about me. What can I say? I'm on an ego trip today. It won't last.
Anti-Idiotarian Rottweiler: We were following a trackback and thinking "hmmm... this is a bloody excellent post!", and then we realized that it was just part III of, well, three...Damn. I wish I'd written those.
Anti-Idiotarian Rottweiler: ...I just remembered that I found a new blog a short while ago, House of Eratosthenes, that I really like. I like his common sense approach and his curiosity when it comes to why people believe what they believe rather than just what they believe.
Brutally Honest: Morgan Freeberg is brilliant.
Dr. Melissa Clouthier: Morgan Freeberg at House of Eratosthenes (pftthats a mouthful) honors big boned women in skimpy clothing. The picture there is priceless--keep scrolling down.
Exile in Portales: Via Gerard: Morgan Freeberg, a guy with a lot to say. And he speaks The Truth...and it's fascinating stuff. Worth a read, or three. Or six.
Just Muttering: Two nice pieces at House of Eratosthenes, one about a perhaps unintended effect of the Enron mess, and one on the Gore-y environ-movie.
Mein Blogovault: Make "the Blog that No One Reads" one of your daily reads.
The Virginian: I know this post will offend some people, but the author makes some good points.
Poetic Justice: Cletus! Ah gots a laiv one fer yew...
“Life’s tough; it’s tougher if you’re stupid.” — John Wayne
Rachel found it on Wednesday. Yesterday Gerard pinned down a “higgelty-piggelty” YouTube clip that explains the plain in nauseating detail.
You know, I can’t say “text-safe street” lots-of-times really fast. So where’s my protection?
Update: You know, I’m doing some more thinking about this and I have to consider maybe this is actually a wonderful idea, just implemented a little bit backwards. Nobody’s really concerned about protecting the lampposts, nor should they be; the object of our concern is the texting person.
So why waste this money protecting the lamppost? The texter, won’t someone think of the texter!
So let’s do this right. Strip those lampposts, and with the money saved, get some helmets. Knee and elbow pads. Shinguards. Nut-cups. Shoulder pads. Chest pads. Goggles. Boots.
Lastly, you wrap up the whole thing in a foam pad mess until the text messager is just like that little kid in A Christmas Story who can’t put his arms down anymore. Then send them out to text away to their li’l hearts’ content.
Because you know it and I know it: Nothing looks cooler than someone texting while strolling around.
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Then there’s the variation on a theme from “The Armchair Economist” Which states that seat belts kill. in short, he says that making cars notably safer encourages drivers to spend their concentration on other things. Increasing the number of wrecks and deaths. The author stated that if you put a spear point on the hub of the steering wheel nobody would ever drive recklessly, and fatalities would drop to near zero.
Using this theory the township should construct pit traps and install random knives protruding from window sills and door frames. The injuries would cease almost immediately.
- Tom The Impaler | 03/07/2008 @ 12:48I would think that they would WANT the idiots to run into things, maybe something about crotch level. Thereby prevented the obviously low IQ jagoffs from procreating.
“install random knives” – Freaking hysterical.
- tim | 03/07/2008 @ 13:16Sweet Jesus. OK, that’s IT. I’ve lived too damned long…
- Buck | 03/07/2008 @ 17:52Man, I really like this idea. Make the world less safe, and let things take their course. We’d lose the bulk of stupidity in Homo sapiens in a hurry!
- dcshiderly | 03/08/2008 @ 04:11