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Wednesday, September 29, 2004
WHEN YOU WISH UPON A PERLE
"President" George W. Bush, yesterday:
"...(the) Taliban no longer is in existence."
KANDAHAR, Afghanistan - Officials are investigating a series of puzzling disappearances of large numbers of soldiers, officials, and clerics that were, until yesterday, collectively known as the Taliban. "It was bizarre," said local resident Abdel Sharaz. "Once minute they were here, oppressing us, enforcing strict Sharia law, engaging in various military acts against the beleaguered Kabul government, and then, whoosh!, they were gone! It was like magic!"
Numerous reports around the war-ravaged country corroborate Sharaz' story. Armed men with beards and heavy weaponry who had, until yesterday, been in control of several mountainous sectors of Afghanistan near the Pakistani border suddenly vanished, seemingly in the blink of an eye. A senior White House official, when asked for comment, said, "Clearly, the will of this President is so strong that merely mentioning something in a speech can physically make it so. What other explanation could there be?"
Apparently not aware of the massive, sudden disappearance of the Taliban from the country, Kabul official Jailani Khan blamed the Taliban today for killing three Afghan soldiers. Also, US forces were clearly mistaken in arresting 15 "Taliban militia" members today near the Pakistan border. Finally, U.S. military spokesman Major Scott Nelson should be quickly retracting his statement today that "the international community must stand firm against a small minority of terrorists who oppose stability and democracy and are trying to deny the Afghan people the right to choose the president," now that the Taliban no longer exist.
"Um, we had a little lag in the information pipeline," said a senior White House official. "It's halfway around the world. What do you expect? Shoot, most of the American middle class doesn't even realize yet that they got a huge tax cut!"
"President" George W. Bush, yesterday:
"...(the) Taliban no longer is in existence."
KANDAHAR, Afghanistan - Officials are investigating a series of puzzling disappearances of large numbers of soldiers, officials, and clerics that were, until yesterday, collectively known as the Taliban. "It was bizarre," said local resident Abdel Sharaz. "Once minute they were here, oppressing us, enforcing strict Sharia law, engaging in various military acts against the beleaguered Kabul government, and then, whoosh!, they were gone! It was like magic!"
Numerous reports around the war-ravaged country corroborate Sharaz' story. Armed men with beards and heavy weaponry who had, until yesterday, been in control of several mountainous sectors of Afghanistan near the Pakistani border suddenly vanished, seemingly in the blink of an eye. A senior White House official, when asked for comment, said, "Clearly, the will of this President is so strong that merely mentioning something in a speech can physically make it so. What other explanation could there be?"
Apparently not aware of the massive, sudden disappearance of the Taliban from the country, Kabul official Jailani Khan blamed the Taliban today for killing three Afghan soldiers. Also, US forces were clearly mistaken in arresting 15 "Taliban militia" members today near the Pakistan border. Finally, U.S. military spokesman Major Scott Nelson should be quickly retracting his statement today that "the international community must stand firm against a small minority of terrorists who oppose stability and democracy and are trying to deny the Afghan people the right to choose the president," now that the Taliban no longer exist.
"Um, we had a little lag in the information pipeline," said a senior White House official. "It's halfway around the world. What do you expect? Shoot, most of the American middle class doesn't even realize yet that they got a huge tax cut!"
Saturday, September 25, 2004
NAME THAT COUNTRY
Donald Rumsfeld, last week:
"Let's say you tried to have an election and you could have it in three-quarters or four-fifths of the country, but some places you couldn't, because the violence was too great, well, so be it. You have an election that's not quite perfect. Is it better than not having an election? You bet."
Donald Rumsfeld, last week:
"Let's say you tried to have an election and you could have it in three-quarters or four-fifths of the country, but some places you couldn't, because the violence was too great, well, so be it. You have an election that's not quite perfect. Is it better than not having an election? You bet."
Friday, August 27, 2004
GOODBYE, KITTY
Sterling
c.1990 - August 27, 2004
The sun burst through in unlooked for directions,
Strong thoughts fill you and confidence, you smile,
You forget you are sick, as I forget you are sick,
You do not see the medicines, you do not mind the weeping friends,
I am with you,
I exclude others from you, there is nothing to be commiserated,
I do not commiserate, I congratulate you.
Walt Whitman
Beloved companion, devoted pet, loving cat-sister.
We will miss you dearly.
Sterling
c.1990 - August 27, 2004
The sun burst through in unlooked for directions,
Strong thoughts fill you and confidence, you smile,
You forget you are sick, as I forget you are sick,
You do not see the medicines, you do not mind the weeping friends,
I am with you,
I exclude others from you, there is nothing to be commiserated,
I do not commiserate, I congratulate you.
Walt Whitman
Beloved companion, devoted pet, loving cat-sister.
We will miss you dearly.
Saturday, August 14, 2004
Wednesday, August 11, 2004
TOP TEN REJECTED HOMELAND SECURITY MASCOT IDEAS
10. Survivey the Cockroach
9. Hidey the Turtle
8. Tattletale the Rat
7. Soary the Airborne Surveillance Eagle
6. Convenient the Threat Level Chameleon
5. Halliburty the Ravenous Octopus
4. Oblivikitty
3. Cheney the Chicken Hawk
2. Happy the Non-American Animal
and the Number 1 rejected Homeland Security mascot idea is:
1. Pre-empty the Belligerent Texas Weasel
10. Survivey the Cockroach
9. Hidey the Turtle
8. Tattletale the Rat
7. Soary the Airborne Surveillance Eagle
6. Convenient the Threat Level Chameleon
5. Halliburty the Ravenous Octopus
4. Oblivikitty
3. Cheney the Chicken Hawk
2. Happy the Non-American Animal
and the Number 1 rejected Homeland Security mascot idea is:
1. Pre-empty the Belligerent Texas Weasel
Sunday, July 18, 2004
WE CAN REBUILD HIM
Hey, I'm back, again! This time, I've returned from the land of Myopia. That's right, I'm no longer nearsighted! I got the Lasik, and boy have things changed. Before I was this guy. Now, I'm this guy. Oh well.
In other news, um...there is no other news. See you the next time I get surgically altered, or when I damn well feel like it.
Hey, I'm back, again! This time, I've returned from the land of Myopia. That's right, I'm no longer nearsighted! I got the Lasik, and boy have things changed. Before I was this guy. Now, I'm this guy. Oh well.
In other news, um...there is no other news. See you the next time I get surgically altered, or when I damn well feel like it.
Sunday, July 04, 2004
MIGHT AS WELL
Ok, so I'm standing in line for Spiderman 2 yesterday, and I see a poster for the new movie, "Alien Vs. Predator". So I figure, if you're going to combine two movies, why not go for broke?
Ok, so I'm standing in line for Spiderman 2 yesterday, and I see a poster for the new movie, "Alien Vs. Predator". So I figure, if you're going to combine two movies, why not go for broke?
Saturday, July 03, 2004
WEAK OFF
Hey, I'm back! We took a vacation to the North Shore of Massachusetts. I learned that the Salem witch trials were only historically significant enough to deserve a really, really cheesy memorial. And that a T car can hold a greater population density than the average clown vehicle.
Also, why in the hell is a dancing Uncle Junior the new corporate symbol of Six Flags?
Hey, I'm back! We took a vacation to the North Shore of Massachusetts. I learned that the Salem witch trials were only historically significant enough to deserve a really, really cheesy memorial. And that a T car can hold a greater population density than the average clown vehicle.
Also, why in the hell is a dancing Uncle Junior the new corporate symbol of Six Flags?
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Friday, June 18, 2004
Wednesday, June 16, 2004
AMERICA'S LEAST READ BLOG?
A research scientist by the name of Tim Long has determined that El Paso, Texas is America's Sweatiest City.
In related news, Tim Long has been named America's Biggest Fucking Waste Of A College Education.
A research scientist by the name of Tim Long has determined that El Paso, Texas is America's Sweatiest City.
In related news, Tim Long has been named America's Biggest Fucking Waste Of A College Education.
Tuesday, June 01, 2004
MAY CAUSE INCREASED PROFITS
The Medicare Discount Drug Card program kicked off today. TCP was all over this, of course. We scraped together a nice contribution to the Bush campaign, which allowed us to join the multitude of companies offering discount drug cards. A sample card appears below.
Sign up today!
The Medicare Discount Drug Card program kicked off today. TCP was all over this, of course. We scraped together a nice contribution to the Bush campaign, which allowed us to join the multitude of companies offering discount drug cards. A sample card appears below.
Sign up today!
Friday, May 28, 2004
AWWWWW...
I won't be going to North Jersey for a week in June after all. I was the only one in my training class who completed the pre-requisite computer-based training, so they postponed it to September. Typical. Oh well. I hear the New York City area in September can be very beautiful! You know, when planes aren't slamming into buildings and causing mass destruction and widespread panic.
I won't be going to North Jersey for a week in June after all. I was the only one in my training class who completed the pre-requisite computer-based training, so they postponed it to September. Typical. Oh well. I hear the New York City area in September can be very beautiful! You know, when planes aren't slamming into buildings and causing mass destruction and widespread panic.
Saturday, May 22, 2004
STILL ALIVE AS FAR AS I KNOW
Welcome to the continuing summer edition the Project, also known as the "Tim is completely out of things to say now that George Bush is a proven war criminal" edition. I guess I'll have to resort to my own sad personal life. So, any highlights? Well, I'm seriously considering laser eye surgery. I went in for an evaluation, and they put some drops in my eyes that made me feel what it would be like to be $3,000 poorer. That went well. They also made my pupils dilate to the point where I reacted to the sunlight like your average vampire. This only lasted for about, oh, three days and two migraine headaches. I enjoyed that so much I'm going to do it again at another place next week. I think I'm secretly hoping I fail the tests at the second place. Sans glasses, I may not have enough room in my social calendar for this web log, and what a pity that would be.
In June, I'll be heading up to Tony Soprano Land, aka North Jersey. I have some training at a sister refinery for a week. I'll be staying in a lovely establishment in Linden that has a breathtaking view of the famed Newark Airport Aircraft Service Depot. Gotta remember to bring my camera!
Later in June, it's our yearly vacation jaunt. This year, it's Salem, MA. No we're not getting married. For one thing, we're of the opposite sex, and for another thing, we're already married. I mean, if pressed, I could marry Matt Damon if he was in town. He was so adorable in "The Talented Mr. Ripley", albeit a tad homicidal.
In August, I'll be returning to the site of my upbringing in Upstate NY for my niece's wedding. No, she's not gay either. I'm so apolitical when it gets right down to it. After we get back from that, it's off to the Prince concert at the Wachovia Center. We should fit right in that crowd. I hope they don't have a funkiness test at the gate, or at least we can go off to a private room, like they do at the airport. Finally, the summer may or may not conclude with yet another trip to Houston for some more training. Ah, I do love a boondoggle.
After that, I promise, I'll be back and rarin' to go with web log business. Unless the herd takes another direction, of course.
Welcome to the continuing summer edition the Project, also known as the "Tim is completely out of things to say now that George Bush is a proven war criminal" edition. I guess I'll have to resort to my own sad personal life. So, any highlights? Well, I'm seriously considering laser eye surgery. I went in for an evaluation, and they put some drops in my eyes that made me feel what it would be like to be $3,000 poorer. That went well. They also made my pupils dilate to the point where I reacted to the sunlight like your average vampire. This only lasted for about, oh, three days and two migraine headaches. I enjoyed that so much I'm going to do it again at another place next week. I think I'm secretly hoping I fail the tests at the second place. Sans glasses, I may not have enough room in my social calendar for this web log, and what a pity that would be.
In June, I'll be heading up to Tony Soprano Land, aka North Jersey. I have some training at a sister refinery for a week. I'll be staying in a lovely establishment in Linden that has a breathtaking view of the famed Newark Airport Aircraft Service Depot. Gotta remember to bring my camera!
Later in June, it's our yearly vacation jaunt. This year, it's Salem, MA. No we're not getting married. For one thing, we're of the opposite sex, and for another thing, we're already married. I mean, if pressed, I could marry Matt Damon if he was in town. He was so adorable in "The Talented Mr. Ripley", albeit a tad homicidal.
In August, I'll be returning to the site of my upbringing in Upstate NY for my niece's wedding. No, she's not gay either. I'm so apolitical when it gets right down to it. After we get back from that, it's off to the Prince concert at the Wachovia Center. We should fit right in that crowd. I hope they don't have a funkiness test at the gate, or at least we can go off to a private room, like they do at the airport. Finally, the summer may or may not conclude with yet another trip to Houston for some more training. Ah, I do love a boondoggle.
After that, I promise, I'll be back and rarin' to go with web log business. Unless the herd takes another direction, of course.
Friday, May 14, 2004
I DIDN'T EVEN KNOW THEY WERE DATING
As part of the continuing "iPod Comes Alive" Concert Series, my wife and I will be attending the Rosanne Cash show in Princeton, NJ tonight. I have the hots for Rosanne Cash because she kind of looks like my wife. How pathetic is that?
In other news, the Travelocity gnome will be traveling to Provincetown to marry Mr. Clean. Wish them the best!
As part of the continuing "iPod Comes Alive" Concert Series, my wife and I will be attending the Rosanne Cash show in Princeton, NJ tonight. I have the hots for Rosanne Cash because she kind of looks like my wife. How pathetic is that?
In other news, the Travelocity gnome will be traveling to Provincetown to marry Mr. Clean. Wish them the best!
Tuesday, May 11, 2004
Thursday, May 06, 2004
AMIS FINIS
I just got done watching the Friends finale. Wow, who'd have guessed Gunther was with Al-Qaeda, and that they were building a nuclear device in the back of Central Perk, and that Joey would unwittingly set it off by calling the wrong number on a cell phone, causing the entire Friends cast to be incinerated at 11,000°F along with the five boroughs of New York and parts of Essex County, NJ, except for Joey, of course, who now has to battle mutants in a post-apocalyptic hell of his own making in the spin-off produced, directed and written by Ridley Scott! Cool!
I just got done watching the Friends finale. Wow, who'd have guessed Gunther was with Al-Qaeda, and that they were building a nuclear device in the back of Central Perk, and that Joey would unwittingly set it off by calling the wrong number on a cell phone, causing the entire Friends cast to be incinerated at 11,000°F along with the five boroughs of New York and parts of Essex County, NJ, except for Joey, of course, who now has to battle mutants in a post-apocalyptic hell of his own making in the spin-off produced, directed and written by Ridley Scott! Cool!
Tuesday, May 04, 2004
CHERISH YOUR MEMORIES
The U.S. Army, world leaders in invading foreign countries, toppling statues, and just plain blowing shit up, have moved on to our latest conquest: Photography! For example, if you're getting married soon, Uncle Sam wants you! We can provide your wedding party with the kind of sophisticated, tasteful, and fun photography that the U.S. Army is known for. Just look at some of our past work!
If you want to put that unique Army style into your special day, call 1-800-FOTO-FUN today!
The U.S. Army, world leaders in invading foreign countries, toppling statues, and just plain blowing shit up, have moved on to our latest conquest: Photography! For example, if you're getting married soon, Uncle Sam wants you! We can provide your wedding party with the kind of sophisticated, tasteful, and fun photography that the U.S. Army is known for. Just look at some of our past work!
If you want to put that unique Army style into your special day, call 1-800-FOTO-FUN today!
Monday, April 26, 2004
IN AND AROUND THE LAKE
I'm back from Lake Chuck. Lake Charles, Louisiana is like New Orleans, but without the music, the history, the charm, or the devil-may-care ambience, and double the squalor. I stayed at a place called "Best Suites", which referred, one would hope, to its rank among the accommodations of Lake Charles, and not of the larger earth as a whole. One would hope.
The trip was unremarkable, save the slavish devotion to work-related activities amongst my colleagues. They really need to lighten up a bit. If your idea of a good time is listening to a lecture on steam traps at 8 PM while munching on pizza, you'd fit in nicely with this bunch. Of course, if you are such a person, I would have paid you to take my place.
My favorite moment of the week was the giant billboard on I-10 posted by one or another of the casinos honoring local citizens of note. In giant letters, the sign read "Dr. Harry Swindle". Yup, that's just the kind of physician you'd expect a casino to be associated with.
I'm back from Lake Chuck. Lake Charles, Louisiana is like New Orleans, but without the music, the history, the charm, or the devil-may-care ambience, and double the squalor. I stayed at a place called "Best Suites", which referred, one would hope, to its rank among the accommodations of Lake Charles, and not of the larger earth as a whole. One would hope.
The trip was unremarkable, save the slavish devotion to work-related activities amongst my colleagues. They really need to lighten up a bit. If your idea of a good time is listening to a lecture on steam traps at 8 PM while munching on pizza, you'd fit in nicely with this bunch. Of course, if you are such a person, I would have paid you to take my place.
My favorite moment of the week was the giant billboard on I-10 posted by one or another of the casinos honoring local citizens of note. In giant letters, the sign read "Dr. Harry Swindle". Yup, that's just the kind of physician you'd expect a casino to be associated with.
Monday, April 19, 2004
I'M OFF
To no one in particular let me just say that I'll be traveling to Lake Charles, Louisiana for the rest of the week, and I will most likely be unable to edify you with my cogent commentary on the human condition, unless you happen to be standing within earshot, of course. If that should happen to be the case, please buy me a drink.
To no one in particular let me just say that I'll be traveling to Lake Charles, Louisiana for the rest of the week, and I will most likely be unable to edify you with my cogent commentary on the human condition, unless you happen to be standing within earshot, of course. If that should happen to be the case, please buy me a drink.
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