
And I'm not talking about moans of pleasure although if any woman out there wants to send me audio files of that they are most welcomed to. I'm all ears. But seriously my friends, I'm talking about the old pissing and moaning we all do now and again. The bitch session. The venting. The whining about things we simply just can't stand like.....being tagged with a meme! You all know how much I can't stand it yet you insist on doing it anyway. Well fine, you savages, I'll give you what you want.
The wonderful and lovely Liz over at Intelligent Gal's View on Life in Silicon Valley tagged me with this one. And while she knew full well that I would have a not so pleased reaction to being tagged, she really is wonderful and lovely.
This particular meme was spawned from the blog Freelance Cynic. And away we go.
4 things that should go into room 101 and be removed from the face of the earth.
Not sure what room 101 is but I can tell you about the latter. Does not sound like a place I'd want to be in.
UPDATE: People in the Sun just informed me that room 101 is from 1984. I should have known that!
1. Memes. Let me say it again for all of you that might have missed that: M-E-M-E-S!!!!
2. Religious nut jobs that mask bigoty behind biblical passages to justify their stupidity. That Mars space station they they talk about now and then may have a real purpose.
3. American Idol. I'm just sick of hearing about this show (and what Simon said to whoever or
how drugged Paula was) and being hit with BAD music. Look at any musical legend in the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame and realize (in sheer horror) that NONE OF THEM would have made it onto the show. Why? Because they didn't fit the mold and not fitting the mold is what made them great. American Idol or processed elevator music? Stick with formula and you'll get the latter. Some of you may ask what of Kelly Clarkson and Carrie Underwood? These 2 seem to be exceptions to my statement depending on your musical tastes. All I can say is that time will tell if their music really had the stuff.
4. Barry Bond's home run record. He's broken it and no is excited because he's an arrogant prick and cheated to get there thanks to steroids. A superb ball player before juicing up, Bonds went from a slim, trim 185 pounds to 240 pounds of solid muscle in no time flat. Not only that, his head actually grew and he went up several hat sizes! At a time when his career should have begun it's slow decline (he miraculously bulked up at 34 years old) Barry actually began hitting more home runs than ever. He's now 42 and still nailing them out of the park. The former record holder, Hank Aaron, won't talk to him. The Major League Baseball commissioner has refused to clap if he's at a game where Barry hits a home run. What does that tell you?
3 things people do that make you want to shake them violently.
1. Little people (in terms of character) at the workplace who have a little authority and use it at every moment than can to feel important and special. I don't currently have this issue now but I did at my last gig and it was just awful.
2.The "Soccer Moms" that I encounter on my way to work in their Hummer, Mercedes or BMW SUVs that tailgate me and weave in and out of traffic at 95 MPH while their kids jump around in the backseat unrestrained. Now if one of these women were to crash into me, who's who's fault it would be? Not theirs, and they have the money to make it so. It is I who would be branded the danger to the community and the children.
3.People that have several gas pumps open in front of them yet stop at the 1st one making you either:
A. Wait longer to fuel up your car or....
B. Make you have to drive around in an awkward manner to get to the open pumps.
These idiots are also the only people who will take the time to check their oil and use that stupid windshield cleaner (that's been sitting in a filthy window washing solution) to wipe their windows.
2 things you find yourself moaning about.
Memes.
My commute to work.
1 thing the above answers tell you about yourself.
I hate memes.
Coming up next.....
blogger Urban Thought invites me onto the Geek Train.




