What In the Hell!

“If at first you don’t succeed, you’re an absolute failure.” – W. E. Hickson

You don't watch Doomsday Preppers and collect Foxfire books just to come out of your bunker and find that everyone is still alive. On the bright side, that means us. On the dark side, that means everyone else. I guess that’s black and white thinking. Since the world hasn’t ended (yet) and I have nothing better to do with my time aside from representing the second amendment, I have decided to continue on. This marks my one-hundredth entry into how awesome we have become. New Year’s Resolution = another one-hundred entries for 2013 alone. That’s a guaranteed two entries a week of everything that is stupid and you should hate and it gives me two weeks of vacation, too. Now if you will excuse me, I have a migration headache. 

Ducks of the Ku Klux Klan.

All Great Things Come To an End (2012)

I had a goal in mind of 100 blog entries before the end of the world, but in reality, the 50 entries milestone was the most blog entries I've ever achieved before having my blog deleted for whatever lame reason people could come up with. Obviously, with this one being 99, I've exceeded that goal, so there is really no reason to reach for the unprecedented 100. Now before anyone gets bent out of shape and tells me the end of the world is not really coming, I must warn you to stop being influenced by the same idiots they find passed out and naked at the library, with a bottle of wine in one hand and the latest Richard Dawkins book in the other, his author picture defiled after a marathon fap session. While I’m at it, stop reading books about science from non-practicing scientist who want to turn their work into a religion and also stop pretending that you yourself are scientific; you’re not. Instead, you should be reading Hal Lindsey, who has written about the end of the world since 1970, each update or rewrite of his original book stalling our ultimate demise. He’s a real expert on the subject, unlike babbling idiots such as Nostradamus, Edgar Cayce, and the occasionally correct Magic 8 Ball. I want to thank you all for being devout readers over the years, especially those who have followed my blog through the many incarnations and spread the word. 26 countries, 6 continents, and 1 world have been reached by my message, and for that I am eternally grateful. Or at least until midnight. I hope our enemies die first. 

"For God so loved the world that He gave His only 

begotten Magic 8 Ball, that whoever reads the 

Anti-Social Club will still perish, but had a 

much more enjoyable life than 

everyone else." 

- Lupus 99:1

Daily Quote 12/17/2012

“If you want to tell people the truth, make them laugh, otherwise they'll kill you.” ― Richard Pryor

"Everyone carries around his own monsters."

Limited Edition Black Sabbath: The Vinyl Collection 1970-1978

Just kidding. You can’t buy it here or anywhere else and I’ll now inform you why. As you may know or be feigning ignorance, I do not like digital music over concern that the government is secretly tracking our music listening habits so that they can force bands like Nickelback down our throats as a form of punishment. The first album I ever independently listened to was Black Sabbath’s Paranoid. I was a child of but 3 that snuck into the attic, found an interesting looking album, put it on the old record player and fired it up. I knew then what people meant when they called it the devil’s music, for it was foreign to me, horrific even, for guitars and vocals should not have sounded like that. But I was drawn in again and again, day after day, continuing a little bit further through the tracks, until finally making it all the way through. I would never be the same again. To me, it was my Necronomicon, that forbidden volume I never should have found, handled, or become obsessed with. I love you, Mom and Dad.

As a youth, I had those first eight albums, collected from parents, aunts, uncles, and friends, in vinyl, and as a teenager, I had the first 8 albums in cassette, and the same 8 albums as an adult in CD, and I even once downloaded the non-Osbourne albums in MP3. But eventually I bought the remastered vinyl albums, one by one, preferring the imports over the Rhino versions to further confuse Uncle Sam and whatever nickname they have for the British government. Then Universal released the Limited Edition Black Sabbath: The Vinyl Collection 1970-1978. It included the same albums I already owned, plus the Live At Last album, plus the Evil Woman 7” (which I also already own), but came with a really neat book of collected tour programs and obviously in an awesome slip case. I placed my order on the first day, despite barely having the money to buy it. I am American after all.

Almost a month later I get an email explaining to me that my order has been cancelled due to no stock. I find this amazing since people who ordered it days after me didn't have their order cancelled. Then just today I got on the Black Sabbath Facebook page to see about 500 people complain about not being able to buy the box set anywhere and just as many people complaining about having their orders cancelled. Great job, Universal, by ruining the chance to make three times the profit. You exist solely to make money, yet you hamper your own ability to do so. As such, even if you put another edition of the box set out, you will not get money from me over it. Kindly die. 

This is not a sign of distress, but rather me hoping

 all the blood goes to their head and they die. 

Stop Buying Crappy Christmas Presents

Look, I know some people are hard to buy for. I also know some people are unappreciative and you just buy them something for the sake of it. But when it comes to buying something for everyone else, is it really too hard to get them something they actually want? I hear complaints all the time that no thought goes into a gift card. Yeah, because people don't like money. Hell, I'd prefer to get nothing but gift cards because then I won't have to pretend I liked the present from you in order to not hear tired sayings like, "It's the thought that counts." Yeah, thanks for thinking I wanted something I've never expressed any interest in. Had you put any thought into buying me a Christmas present, it would have been that Iron Maiden - Number of the Beast picture disc (which I bought for myself already; it was the thought that counted.) Now no one ever gives me presents I don't want because I'm a simple man who enjoys the finer pleasures of menage a threes for a gift, but I think I speak on behalf of everyone when I say don't be pissed to see what you got me being sold on eBay.

Die!

Daily Quote 12/11/2012

"Where disbelief reigns, the desire to believe is essential." – Dr. Phillip S. Duke, PhD

Daily Quote 12/03/2012

"If I respected them, I wouldn't do this." - William Friedkin

"Reverend Jim looks like me."

Thankful #30: Everything Else

I am thankful I have Everything Else to be thankful for. If I can be serious for a minute, take a look around you. Not the small things, but the big picture. I look around and see pain and suffering, disease, famine, war, injustice, death, etc. Yet, on this same exact rock are all the necessary pieces to put an end to all of it, if maybe we could be more thankful for what we have. Instead we’re too busy running our mouths like we have all the answers, which makes us a part of the problem, not the solution. Don’t say, do. I, however, already know I’m a part of the problem and will continue to do just that. We have 100 blog entries to achieve before the end of the world, and I am additionally thankful that we are on course.  

The Other 29!

That's how I rule.

Thankful #29: Keyboard Characters

I’m thankful for Keyboard Characters because there are more of them than letters. This also includes numbers, keyboard characters themselves (and represented twice; cred.) Some may argue they stand alone, but even combined with letters, they would be outnumbered by the characters. While you actually stopped to count to make sure I was right, the keyboard characters slew all of the letters, A-Z, and now the numbers have no choice but to join. Not so smart now, are you? Readers who kept the faith, feel free to add yourself to the keyboard as a symbol; you've been granted immortality. But in all honesty, even the letters are characters, so the number grows and grows, so much that they had to add an Alt key just to make room for even more. I had originally intended to do a blog entry discussing why I was so thankful for each and every one, but I personally feel they form like Voltron and should not be separated. Without them, I’d have no reason to be on here, and neither would you. We rule.  

My favorite thing about reading the Antisocial Club

 is its use of characters. – Carl Sagan

Thankful #28: Zzz

I’m thankful for Zzz, because it’s the sound word for snoring. Technically, it’s an onomatopoeia but I don’t even know how to say that and assume it would make you sound like an Italian chef. Even more awesome, zzz, while meaning one thing, implies another thing, which is related to its meaning. Confused? That’s why they call it an onoencyclopedia. But who doesn’t like zzz? Okay, people who can’t catch them. But I guess their sound word is /zzz. Or is that a soundtax word? Regardless, zzz can change the meaning of so many things. Saying nigga pleazzze means you’re a rapper with narcolepsy. Yet a zzzebra is simply a sleeping zebra. Sadly, internet searching zzz only yields a bunch of pages for zzzQuil, a cleverly marketed sleep-aid that probably causes schizophrenia. But that’s the beauty of it; whenever you see zzz you think of sleep, a sound word I’m thankful for.  

Bowser has stolen all of Mario's Zzz's 

and it's up to Luigi to finally have a use!

Thankful #27: Yeomen

I’m thankful for Yeomen. To be completely honest, I don’t even know what the hell a yeoman is, but it sounds like the name of a foreign born rapper. Group research time! So apparently a yeoman is a farmer, archer, bailiff and the devil, depending upon location and time in history. Why is this not a class in World of Warcraft or whatever online game is now popular? I’m way more thankful for yeomen now, because I feel they can potentially be the model we all live by. As a born-again yeoman, my day will consist of tending crops, feeding cattle, shooting my bow for practice, restoring order with the locals, and banishing doomed souls to hell. Now you understand why we need more of them. 

Croatian rapper Yeo-man w/bitches and hos. 

Thankful #26: Xylophones

I am thankful for Xylophones because of girls, all I really want is girls, and in the morning, it's girls, cause in the evening, it's girls. Yeah, the Beastie Boys were awesome and used a xylophone on that song. If you've not heard it, you were probably raised by religious fundamentalist, off-the-grid survivalists, or some other group ending in an ists. Let us compare xylophones to cellphones to see which you should be thankful for. Cellphones allow you to talk to people, text people, surf the internet, play games, play music, watch movies, take pictures, and can even act as an emergency sex toy. Xylophones, however, do not track your location or give you brain cancer. Winner, xylophones.  

The most popular xylophones believe in gay rights. 

No one knows if they go to hell or not though. 

Thankful #25: Werewolves

I am thankful for Werewolves because in the event there is a zombie apocalypse, vampire uprising, or a dull night at the police station on a full moon, they will make everything awesome. It’s probably why they were invented after Noah ran his boat into the God dam, flooding the world; He had an ultimate plan. Look what happened to vampires. It’s obviously evolution, since they went from apex predators to sparkly, teen heartthrobs who date anemic girls with average looks. Werewolves have, for the most part, stayed cool, even when only looking like Wolverine (another W people should be thankful for.) Werewolves also eat zombies, so another problem solved. If you’re worried about what they would do to the police, well, they will have to use silver bullets, or handcuffs for non-violent offenders. As a protected species, it is our duty to make sure they are not exploited like the Twilights. If not, you can expect My Little Werewolf, with various color eyes and fur, brushes, barrettes, and even a bath-time model. 

Not cool. Well, okay, maybe a little. 

Thankful #24: Vinyl Records

I am very thankful for Vinyl Records. I own more of them than CDs or cassettes. You’re probably thinking that isn't saying much since we live in a digital age, but I was born in 1978, when records were still in use. I grew up on them, and by the time they were being replaced by cassettes, I was still buying them used. I've never stopped buying vinyl records, despite them being harder and harder to find. Now they have returned and will probably surpass CDs. But why am I thankful for them? Well, normally I wouldn't take a subject so seriously, and I see nothing abnormal about this day. I won’t get into the analog versus digital debate. That being said, digital media is so 1984. In case you stumbled upon this blog by accident and are stupid, I’m talking about George Orwell Redenbacher, who wrote that book and invented popcorn. Almost 30 years later your government knows everything you do and microwaveable popcorn causes cancer. I say why give them the satisfaction of knowing what you’re listening to? Not only can they easily track what you download and listen to, but they also expect you to pay for nothing. When you log onto iTunes and purchase a song or album, you’re not really purchasing anything. Good job; you’re making greedy record companies even more money and ensuring the Illuminati will continue to fund bands like Nickelback. You’re the reason music sucks. 

"God is in his holy temple..." 

Thankful #23: Uranus

No one is more thankful for Uranus than I am. I am so thankful for Uranus that I would explore it without protection, even if it meant risking my life. If I had my way, I would begin by orbiting the outer and inner rings, gently probing each one as I make my way in. I would make sure there is not too much (or too little) friction, controlling my velocity as I move back and forth, thrusting deeper and deeper to the center warmth of Uranus. I go on, too fast, too hard, too deep, internal combustion too great, before finally exploding all over Uranus. 

NASA's new enema probe will precede 

the twin probes headed for Uranus. 

Thankful #22: Tomahawks

Being as it’s Thanksgiving, you’re probably expecting me to be thankful for it, but I’m not. Instead, I’m thankful for Tomahawks. Nothing is more American, pre-Columbus and post, than the tomahawk. The Indians knew that the best tools were multipurpose ones, so that’s how they came into use. Tomahawks had many purposes including hunting, gathering, climbing, treaties, ceremonies, killing and scalping white men. The tomahawk was so bad ass that the Europeans had to adopt it and learn how to use it in order to successfully defeat the natives in the war of dependence (so named because they were dependent on Thanksgiving dinner from their new red brothers). Speaking of Thanksgiving dinner, do you know what the most popular red wine is in America? You stole our land. Lulz (Tsalagi blood, bitches, so back up.) I am thankful for tomahawks because of their cultural significance, their bad assery, and the fact that I personally own one and they are still being used today. Now if I can be serious for a minute, it would be awesome if all Americans (and Canadians, Mexicans, and everyone from Central and South America) could come together and recognize that all of you  have had more than a little Native DNA slipped into your ancestry. Owned. 

The Swiss stole this idea. Notice it’s red. 

Thankful #21: Slayer

Everyone should be thankful for Slayer if only for their ability to give the world the middle finger. It is not often that a band can be labeled racist and Satanic while being fronted by a Chilean Catholic, but Slayer does what they want. One of the biggest reasons I am personally thankful for Slayer is that when you are in a bar with a bunch of college girls waiting to hear the next R. Kelly song in the rotation, you can very easily drop a dollar on those touch-screen jukeboxes and interrupt the queue to play Raining Blood. It will quickly separate the women from the girls, since real ladies appreciate good thrash metal and sluts listen to Nickelback (and R. Kelly).  

Either mom was a real lady, or dad 

had a dollar to spare at the bar. 

Thankful #20: Railroads

I’m thankful for Railroads. It has nothing to do with the fact that they ship things all across the country or helped Bruce Willis to realize he was a repressed super hero. For starters, they are a unique road for awesome, huge, oblong boxes that can destroy anything in their path. You’re probably thinking I am actually thankful for trains, but that is only one element that comprises the railroad. They also have cool ghost stories attached to them, like the engineer who was talking on his cellphone and ran into a bus full of children. In the same exact location, if you put your car in neutral, their spirits will send you a text saying, “YOLO.” If you don’t move, you still get hit by the train. One more thing (of many) is that they serve as public transportation. I’m not talking about Amtrak, but all of the hobos and blues musicians (and occasionally Pee-wee Herman) who use them for travel. I wasn't always fond of railroads. My grandfather’s life was drastically shortened by them, my friend, Jake, lost his legs on them, and some friends and I once hid from Dennis Leary and DJ Everlast when they were chasing us down after witnessing a murder they committed. But if you take the good and you take the bad and you take them both, then there you have why I am thankful for railroads. 

This kid is now a skinny adult thanks to the railroad workout. 

The other kid went to space. Cred.

Thankful #19: Quotes

Everyone knows I am thankful for Quotes; I post one every single day. What’s awesome about quotes is they make less intelligent people feel more intelligent, and look it, too. Well, unless you already know they’re a dumbass. But if I see quotation marks around some idiot’s status update, I’m more likely to take a few seconds and read the first part of it, until I hit a series of grammatical errors that remind me they can barely write and have no clue how to copy and paste. Some people get quoted way too much. Look at all the words of wisdom from Hunter S. Thompson plastered across the internet. He gets quoted to death (no pun intended.) Hell, some people who quote him can’t even tell you who he is or that he holds the record for most touchdown passes in the NFL. Even more fun is when people take quotes out of context, not intentionally, but obliviously, and try to link them to their own bullshit crusade. They make reading that much more enjoyable. 

"You have AIDS." - John Cusack

Thankful #18: Putt-Putt

I am thankful for one of the greatest sports ever: Putt-Putt. I know, you’re thinking it’s called Mini-golf, but Putt-Putt is like the UFC; it’s just a brand, but it’s THE brand. You also might be thinking it’s a kids game, or that it doesn't require any skill. You've obviously been wrong before. This game isn't about caddies and golf carts, or professional equipment and lame clothing. This game is purely about using the materials at your disposal. They give you a putter, no gloves, no fancy shoes, and the courses are usually lopsided and in disrepair. Complain about the green all you want, but it will fall on deaf ears. Tiger Woods wouldn't last ten minutes, because playing 18 holes outside of the bedroom obviously wasn't his forte.  If I played regularly, I would call myself Lion Stones and putt him upside the head. 

Ball deep.

Thankful #17: Oxygen

If there is one thing we cannot live without, it's Oxygen. I'm thankful for it because it allows me to breath, bathe, and get away from my girlfriend for a few hours a week. Yeah, it's a TV channel, too. But besides needing it for our air and water, it also can cause frostbite and explosions. Talk about hot and cold. Yeah, that makes it one of the baddest elements on the planet besides maybe fluorine, but no one's thankful for fluorine.

This guy should have been more thankful for Oxygen;  owned. 

Thankful #16: Nike

Although I've not worn them in ages, I’m thankful for Nike. As a kid, you couldn't go wrong with them. Every sports star worth their money was endorsed by them (i.e. Michael Jordan), and legendary players still are (i.e. Michael Jordan). I never actually owned a pair of Jordans myself, and while it would be awesome to buy  a pair now just to say I have, the mental image of me walking through the woods, swinging my tomahawk, felling tree and foe alike, all while sporting the greatest NBA player of all time’s namesake is, well, retarded. Besides, things just don’t last like they used to, so now I see no point in shelling out big bucks for a pair of shoes. Maybe I’m just thankful for the Nike of my youth and not the sweatshop-produced crap they put out now? Yeah.

“Complain all you want about quality, 

I don’t even know how to finger-paint.”

Thankful #15: McHammer

McHammer is probably one of the rappers I am most thankful for, which is rather ironic since my last post was about marijuana, both endorsed by former president Bill Clinton. Stop! Hammertime. Normally I would be critical of him not selling more albums internationally (20 million)  than he did in the US (30 million) because I have readers from 24 countries now, but that’s probably due to the way he was categorized in most of them. Like the phone book  he belongs under the Mc section, which is where Americans know to look for him in music stores. U can’t touch this. I don’t have the data, but imagine he was hugely successful in Ireland, where everything is categorized Fitz, Mc, O, or Not Irish. He was just easier to find there. If you look at how diverse he was as an artist (Hammer pants, Adams Family, Death Row Records) you’ll understand why he is too legit to quit.

The possibilities are endless.

Thankful #14: Marijuana

I'm thankful for Marijuana. Personally, I never touch the stuff. If I found seeing strange, orange, orbs right above my line of sight that don't go away when I close my eyes entertaining, well, I'd be doing it. But I don't. Marijuana should be legal. Yeah, I believe that. But alcohol already is, and while regulated, it's still abused. The majority of Americans believe it should be legal and regulated, and this is a pseudo-democracy, so… Now while it is a federal crime to possess due to it not having any known medical benefits, because, well, it's illegal and scientists can't really study it, maybe the DEA should not waste so much time and effort on drugs that normally don't kill people. Of course, we live in a country that still actually has legislation against oral sex, which I guess kind of makes sense considering.

Didn't inhale.

Thankful #13: Lions

Lions rule; I’m thankful for them. If you've read every blog entry I've posted, you know that Dew Claw, the lioness, and I are great friends and survivalists in our spare time. You’ll also know that both of us have had severe injuries to our bodies and basically walked them off. If you had to choose between a lion and an Insanislupus, well, no contest, but lions are still awesome for several reasons. Male lions don’t live that long because they fight all the time. Imagine an entire species of George Foremans, only they know when to hang it up and don’t endorse grills. Female lions don’t sit around, bitching and crying because they don’t make as much money as their counterparts. Instead they go out hunting and doing all kinds of manly things, while still caring for the babies. Cred. That’s why I’m thankful for lions.

Made from the digested remains 

of the Frosted Flakes mascot.

Thankful #12: Knives

I’m thankful for Knives because they cut things. You've probably never been thankful for one, but think of all the times you've eaten dinner. You’re probably telling yourself you could simply just eat something like a cheeseburger, which doesn't need a knife to cook or eat. Imagine eating them every day, because you can’t eat a steak without one and still be civilized. This is also why I think it is the superior eating utensil; you only need a spoon for soup and with a little skill you could use a knife as a fork, but not a fork as a knife. But knives come in many forms with many uses. They also function as tools and weapons. If you only had one knife, you could use it to kill something, cut it up, and then eat it. You can’t do that with a fork or spoon, unless of course it’s Jell-O. Knives rule. 

This Jell-O met an untimely end via a: 

a) fork, b) spoon, or c) knife?

Thankful #11: John Fogerty

I’m thankful for John Fogerty, the former lead singer of Creedence Clearwater Revival. Their sound is distinct compared to all of the bands invading from the United Kingdom at the time. Nothing says American like a San Francisco band playing Southern Rock and stolen Blues songs. When Fogerty felt that he was the only one driving the band, he fired all of them and went solo. Cred. 

"Wrote a song for everyone, 

except for Doug and Stu, 

because I fired those guys." 

-John Fogerty

Thankful #10: Insanislupus

Ten is the number of perfection, so I found it fitting to be thankful for Insanislupus. I know, it’s selfless to hold off this long before being thankful for oneself, but I felt the timing could not have been better. Why am I thankful for myself? If you calculate the percentage of the entire population I represent (me divided by the world’s population) your calculator will break. It’s a fact.

 I tell no lies.

Thankful #9: Hell

I’m thankful for Hell because it is where most of us will end up. If you read my blog, you more than likely laugh at things you shouldn't and probably enjoy the misery of others, things that guarantee your journey. Hell is not reserved for people that wear heavy metal shirts and get arrested regularly. Those people go to Heaven because they’re mentally challenged. You’re probably thinking, “but I don’t even believe in Hell.” That, too, is  a punishable offense. See you there. 

No one knows what Satan looks like;

this is my interpretation of him in Hell. 

Thankful #8: Google

There is no greater force than Google. It has the ability to archive everything and has been making people of average intelligence seem more intelligent (at least to themselves and their peers on message boards) for years now. If you can’t find it on Google, it simply doesn't exist. Anytime someone asks me where my proof is, I simply tell them to search it and shove it. Additionally, what makes someone think they have the right to question your research, let alone help them with theirs? With Google, all things are possible. 

 You'd be surprised the places you can lose them.

Thankful #7: Fags

The strongest memories of my father are him with Fags, so that’s what I’m thankful for today. He always had them with him; at work, at home, on vacation, it didn't matter. I never really cared for them much myself, but I remember going to the UK and people asking me if I knew where they could find them. I always told them Kentucky, because we produced more fags there than they had in their entire country. The scent of a nice, strong fag brings back a lot of memories.

God hates fags, 

because they cause cancer. 

Thankful #6: Electricity

I’m thankful for Electricity because there is nothing greater than harnessing that which can potentially kill you. I imagine someone was out walking in a thunderstorm when a friend of theirs was struck and killed. Out of revenge, they captured it and forced it into slavery. We've had the internet ever since. Did you know that it takes three times the energy to view my blog compared to the average one? I just made that up, but I’m still thankful for electricity. 

Al Gore enslaving electricity shortly before inventing the internet.

Thankful #5: Doctors and Dentists

I’m thankful for Doctors and Dentists. You might notice I mentioned double D’s. I’m a guy, so get over it. Everyone should see one of each at least once a year (Doctors and Dentists, too), because the number of things that can kill you constantly increases and the number one cause of losing teeth is not brushing them. Who would have thought? However, not everyone knows that going to the dentist could prevent you from having to go to the doctor. Poor oral hygiene may increase your chance of heart attack and stroke, as well as getting laid by someone with good oral hygiene. 

Sharks eat both doctors and dentists, 

therefor do not need to see either. 

Thankful #4: Camouflage

I am very thankful for the many uses of Camouflage. While I’m sure you’re thinking of various woodsy colors, I’m talking about the more general form, where even Ku Klux Klansmen could go undetected at a textile factory, so long as they turned sideways (Klansmen are two-dimensional and lack depth.) The uses of camo are limited only to man’s imagination.

 The entire 3rd Ranger Battalion of the United States Army
are hidden in this picture. Can you find them?

Thankful #3: Bees

I am thankful for Bees for several reasons. One, their name sounds exactly like the first letter of their name. Two, they make honey and wax. Three, they've never stung me. If you know a bee by name and say it five times in the mirror before turning out the lights, they will appear and kill you. 

This bee is the embodiment of awesome, being able to kill instantly
anyone who looks into it; the clock was an optional upgrade.

Thankful #2: Aardvarks

Probably German and meaning yard work, the 2nd thing I am thankful for are Aardvarks because their name is so awesome it requires two of the same letter at the beginning, a distinct advantage when listing things alphabetically, or when playing scrabble and someone spells the word ark. Other than that, these things are useless and look like a pig mated with a raccoon. 

This is the only aardvark that walks like George Jefferson. 

Thankful #1 and List (30 Days of Thanksgiving)

This list is at least challenging and potentially fun. I've only seen it on Facebook, so maybe I am the first one to bring it to Blogger. To be a dick, I will include each one as a separate entry. I will periodically update my list, and only the list, of things I am thankful for throughout my blog entries for this month. My list here will vary from my list on Facebook in that each thing (after the first and very special one) will start with a letter of the alphabet.
It’s very difficult for me to find 30 things to be thankful for all year, let alone 1 each day, but I must admit that I am thankful someone on this great planet shares the same exact feelings as I do, or at least enjoys reading about my feelings, unless all of my readers are random hobos stumbling in and I don’t even have regulars, aside from my loose connection of friends; I rule. I guess the 1st thing I am thankful for is my readers.

Some people still prefer my pre-blog format. 

1. You Guys
2. Aardvarks  
3. Bees
4. Camouflage
5. Dentists and Doctors
6. Electricity
7. Fags
8. Google
9. Hell
10. Insanislupus
11. John Fogerty
12. Knives
13. Lions
14. Marijuana
15. McHammer
16. Nike
17. Oxygen
18. Putt-Putt
19. Quotes
20. Railroads
21. Slayer
22. Tomahawks
23. Uranus
24. Vinyl Records
25. Werewolves
26. Xylophones
27. Yeomen
28. Zzz
29. Keyboard Characters
30. Everything Else

I Have Returned

Am I the only one that notices people stress themselves out over going on vacation? That more or less defeats the purpose. I had 1 for 11 days, worked 2 and then had another 5 days off. Day one of my vacation was spent sleeping for 12 hours and disrupting my already irregular sleep pattern. It takes years off your life, but so do impending doomsdays that stress us out as they loom above our head. It just now dawned on me that Fruit of the Loom, who make underwear, have the word loom in their name, which is something normally large and threatening. Internet lulz galore. Thou hath discovered the Boots of Force, young Jedi. 

Daily Quote 10/31/2012

“If there’s any doubt, there is no doubt.” – Larry Fishburne

Daily Quote 10/20/2012

"Stop quoting me to try and look cool." —Hunter S. Thompson

Have It Your Way

Why the hell do fast food restaurants hand you your drinks without straws? I understand it's hard to have the most common items on your menu ready and I have to pull up like some dipshit that special ordered like health was the key issue when ordering fast food. But when you hand me two drinks with no straws, how the hell am I supposed to drink them? No, I'm not taking the lid off, because it's cheap plastic that will more than likely break when pressed on again. In the rare event you're given your straws with your drinks, they always have additional straws in the bag of food they give you. You can always keep these for the next time they hand you your drinks without straws, but then there is the problem that this event is rare to begin with. Screw you, McDonald's (generic for all fast food).

Stop Making Up Stories On the Internet

...or Stop Sharing Made Up Stories On the Internet. 

"The greatest trick the Devil ever pulled was convincing the world he wasn't Kevin Spacey." —Keyser Söze

A little story:

I was walking down the street the other day when I noticed a group of homophobic, Jewish, Republicans from Texas physically assaulting a gay, atheist, Democrat (with tattoos and piercings as well as a 3.9 GPA in economics.) I just simply couldn't stand by like the rest of humanity and watch this poor man be treated like that, so I decided to make a stand. Together we defeated all of the homophobic, Jewish, Republican, rapist, space invaders, pretending to be from Texas. It turns out that the person they were actually beating on was my long lost sweetheart from high school and we quickly went and got married; she's now expecting and our courageous deeds have saved mankind for another one-thousand years.

The moral of this story is I spin wildly retarded tales on the internet to make me and the morons who think like me feel less guilty for being insignificant in a world where they only support the call for change while behind their IP addresses. And people will share them.

If you have not seen stories as ridiculous as this on the internet, consider yourself lucky (unless you are blind and your seeing eye dog is reading this to you.) Sadly, I am not making this formula up or the fact that people constantly share this crap out of their perceived empathy.

These stories are so obviously bullshit because there is no way you can tell that much information about people by simply looking at them. Have you ever heard a cop call dispatch for an APB looking for a white male in his 40's that plays Magic the Gathering and drinks Corona every Saturday night? No, because this information isn't readily available and it's all information you couldn't possibly guess without having a conversation with someone. I have no clue what religion someone is (and don't care) unless they're repenting the following morning. Believe it or not, you work with people of different religious, political, cultural, social, psychological, astronomical, necronomical beliefs than you and you'll probably never know what theirs are, because they have no reason to tell you (and if you did and yours were different, they would assault you.)

100% Chance of Not Knowing the Definition of Chance

Chance /CHans/
Noun: A possibility of something happening. 

It really pisses me off whenever I check the weather and see that there is a 100% chance of rain. That's the same thing as saying it will rain. These numbers usually show up whenever it is already raining outside. Cloudy means there's a 50% chance. But then there is actually a chance and not a guarantee, which 100% chance implies. Some of you might argue that they are rounding to the nearest ten, but then that is false reporting. If condom makers said condoms were 100% effective, they'd be lying. Instead they say they reduce the chances of pregnancy, STD  and getting off. If I told you there was a 100% chance of rain and you didn't carry an umbrella, it'd be your fault. If I said condoms were 100% effective and you got AIDS after using one, it would be my fault. In conclusion, there is a 100% chance you could get AIDS if it rains. 

The 8th Annual October Horror Movie Challenge

"Thirty one days, thirty one (31) horror movies. 
At least sixteen (16) must be first time views. 
The Challenge starts on October 1, 12:00AM (your time zone) 
The Challenge ends on November 1 6:00AM (your time zone)"

I will now be blogging about the subjectivity of horror.

"The difference between Terror and Horror is the difference between awful apprehension and sickening realization: between the smell of death and stumbling against a corpse." — Devendra Varma

"Terror is usually described as the feeling of dread and anticipation that precedes the horrifying experience. By contrast, horror is the feeling of revulsion that usually occurs after something frightening is seen, heard, or otherwise experienced." — Wikipedia

In short, if you a) think it is horror, and b) are not a moron, it counts. A technical example that was once included and allowed was Full Metal Jacket (1987), because "the experience of war is something I will never forget."

I will be posting a list of my viewings with random thoughts on each. I normally try to watch nothing but new horror films, but I always get so many bad ones I usually switch over to ones I've already seen after suffering through sixteen crappy ones. 

Optional Challenges

For those of you who like to crunch numbers:

Golgo-13 Bonus Challenge 

Shortest Movie: 

Longest Movie: 

Busiest Day: 

Average Length: 

Total Length: 

For those of you who like vampires:

Alchemie's Vampire Challenge

"Watch 17 vampire films during the October Horror Movie Challenge starting October 1st at midnight YOUR time - with at least 8 of them being first time views, and write a review of at least one sentence in poetic form. If more than one person does this, I will pick which one had the best poems. 

You may reply here to either ask vampire or rules questions OR start by logging your nickname space. Save your movie watches though, in case this ends up getting deleted.

You can win your choice of a FREE copy of either: 

Midnight Kiss (1993-DVD) 

OR Blood Ties (1991-VHS) 

OR Perfect Creature (2006-DVR-Region 2)"

For those of you who rule:

The Insanislupus Full Moon Challenge

Normally the rules would change every single year so that a fresh new challenge would await all participants and I see nothing abnormal about this year (aside from the fact it will be cut short by an apocalypse.) 

This year's challenge is "How many werewolf films can you watch the night of October 29th, under the full moon, starting as soon as the moon is visible to the naked eye, and ending when it is not?"

The winner will receive 29 words, no more, no less, about how they rule in their own blog entry. 

Daily Quote 09/28/2012

"Am I not destroying my enemies when I make friends of them?" —Abraham Lincoln

Daily Quote 09/26/2012

"I'm fat, but I'm thin inside... there's a thin man inside every fat man." —Santa Claus

Daily Quote 09/24/2012

"Hollywood is a place where they'll pay you a thousand dollars for a kiss and fifty cents for your soul."  — Marylin Monroe

Daily Quote 09/21/2012

"Nothing is certain except death and taxes." —Saint Matthew

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Saint_Matthew

Western Sky Loans

If you're clueless, there are plenty of advertisements for Western Sky loans, a Cheyenne River Sioux finance company. The commercials depict a squaw rapidly telling you how to get an affordable, overnight loan of up to $10,000 with an APR as high as 342.86%. I'm not joking. These rates have appalled people to the point of outrage. But let us do some math. The majority of people who live in the United States are descendants of people who took the 3,794,101 square miles of land initially inhabited by the Indians and this particular tribe now inhabits 4,267 square miles of it. So if we take that 4,267 and divide it by 3,794,101, we're left with .1% of the original land they could have inhabited. Now I know that you're thinking this is an unfair calculation, since not all of the Indians were forced to live on this particular amount of land and their original roamings were not all over the entire country. But life's not fair, unlike these loans which no one is forced to take out.

http://www.westernsky.com/

Daily Quote 09/19/2012

"I don't want to belong to any club that would accept me as a member." —Groucho Marx

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Groucho_marx

Daily Quote 09/17/2012

"Do not take life too seriously; You will never get out of it alive." —Elbert Hubbard

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Elbert_Hubbard

Daily Quote 09/15/2012

"I think, from all I can learn, that heaven has the better climate, but hell has the better company." —Benjamin Wade

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Benjamin_Wade

Daily Quote 09/11/2012

"Build nothing there. It’s been bombed twice. I think that’s enough for one area."  —Therapeutic Musings

http://tonictherapy.blogspot.com/2012/09/patriot-day.html

You’re Working Retail; Get Off Your Pedestal.

Every time I go to a pharmacy and the actual pharmacist isn’t there supervising their technicians, I get nothing but attitude. It’s bad enough when I have to wait five minutes for you to stop surfing the internet before you acknowledge I’m waiting in line at 3 AM, but it’s even worse when I see you roll your eyes when I ask for my prescription. Sorry for making you do the job you went to school and trained for, but looking through a bin for something that has already been filled is less likely to kill you than I am.  

Check My Signature, Please!

Every time I go through a drive through and hand them my debit card, they flip it over to look at the back, which is not signed, and then slide it anyway. You’re supposed to ask me for my ID, especially since it’s not signed, or refuse it outright. How many times has that happened? None. Ever. So much for trying to protect my identity and finances.   

How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Bomb or: Dr. Strangelove

Two major events happened this past month. 

One, for the first time ever, I had more Russian readers than from Germany, Canada, The United Kingdom, and the United States, my native country. This either means that people across the Russian Federation enjoy reading my blog, or have fallen for my trick of tagging every post with “how to obtain nukes.” A fellow blogger at Therapeutic Musings suggested that my posts may be more interesting over vodka (and sales are up, so I take full credit.)

Two, and the part that saddens me, is that Internet Explorer beat out Safari, Firefox, and Chrome as the most used internet browser. I use Chrome, which took some time getting used to, but I now loathe anything else. Sure, we’ve got a head start on democracy and you still live under an oppressive regime we could never imagine, but why have a similar web surfing experience? 

It was not long ago that we put our differences aside and one of your cosmonauts assisted our very own Bruce Willis in destroying an impending meteor destined to destroy Earth. I ask all of you for that solidarity again and to try any of the aforementioned browsers. 

Daily Quote 09/02/2012

"If we want to win, we’ve got to kill Japs." —Dr. Seuss.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dr._Seuss

Gay Marriage and Abortion

I’m pretty sure if the two most important issues to you in the upcoming election are gay marriage and abortion, you have no clue what an important issue is in our country right now. Do us all a favor and stop listening to what ads are telling you. Obama is NOT going to pass any gay marriage legislation. Romney is NOT fully against abortion. If you had paid attention to what they both actually said on these issues, you might have a different opinion about them. I’ll still be voting for anyone but them. 

Traffic Directors

What makes people think they get to play traffic director whenever they come to a stop sign? The reason I’m waiting is because you were at the stop sign first, not because I need your permission to go. Don’t wave me on; I’ve already got it figured out that you’re a dumb ass that doesn’t know how to drive.

Armstrong

Armstrong is a tough name. It just sounds like a guy who travels carnivals to test the high striker, swinging the mallet with all of his might, until the puck smashes through the top, (DING!) before floating off into space. They eventually ban him from future competitions after he collects an entire zoo of giant, stuffed animals. Two Armstrongs were in the news this week. 

Lance won 7 Tour de France titles, after beating cancer, and with only one testicle. With half a sack he has more balls than everyone else. Rather than fight drug allegations, he told the USDA to bike over a cliff. Who can blame him? He’s already a champion and while they can determine which foods he can legally eat, they don’t make the decision to take his titles away. That’s the University of California, Irvine’s job. Was it a bad thing he took drugs? Sure. Look at professional wrestling. Once the steroids came into use, the entire sport became fake. But this is Lance Armstrong, and he should have drug-fueled guns to hold onto his handlebars with.

Neil walked on the moon. Let us not fall prey to ridiculous conspiracy theories about a faked lunar landing. Sadly, it’s obvious that NASA had him killed over his objection to the Mars rover. He proved that man, not machines, should be walking through the solar system. Instead we get a tent made of candy bar wrappers and golf clubs, built on wheels.  You cannot battle aliens with a roll of aluminum foil. A veteran of the Lunar Wars, Neil Armstrong had to swing a mallet, in space with gravity against him, in order to launch extra-terrestrials into orbit (DING!), so they could be the first to plant their flags. We won, you grey/green bastards.

However, I believe in compromise. I propose a new doping program for our astronauts, one in which we create Armstrong Schwarzenneger, an elite space Marine, who can throw hammers and breath fire at his opponents, all while riding a unicycle. Now I need to go work on some design plans.  

Daily Quote 08/25/2012

"I am become Death, destroyer of worlds!"  —Xzar the Mad Wizard

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Baldur%27s_Gate_series

Daily Quote 08/12/2012

"Farewell, happy fields, where joy forever dwells! Hail, horrors! Hail, infernal world!"  —John Milton

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Paradise_Lost

Paul Ryan Selected As Romney's Running Mate After AIDS Diagnosis

I want you to ask yourself how much you knew about Paul Ryan before August 11th, 2012. Of course, everybody is now an expert since he's been selected as a VP candidate. In fact, my blog traffic has quadrupled since posting this entry, as everyone hurriedly rushed to the startling health revelation. Sure, I made it up, just like the amount of increased traffic to my site thanks to an article on him I am currently writing, but that's just my point. None of you, including Wisconsin, knew who he was, except for 40-year-old Republicans who listen to Rush Limbaugh. The same thing happens with every candidate that pops up for the race. I seriously doubt anyone ever said, "I hope Paul Ryan is chosen as Mitt's VP." The same thing went for Biden. No one knew about Obama, his record, of that he wasn't really a US citizen, let alone who he was going to choose as a running mate.

According to my research (one ABC News article) Paul Ryan is gay-friendly, acknowledging that they were born that way and it's not a choice, which I'm sure came as a relief to soul-searching homosexuals asking why they were that way. Remember the Bill Clinton footage where he stopped into McDonald's to get fries? Picture Paul Ryan stopping into Chick-fil-a with a gay secret serviceman, declaring that they will have to serve both of them, or none. The president of the company makes a statement that all Americans have a right to good service, which will probably piss off all non-Americans. See how this works?

Or maybe he was selected because his name is similar to Jack Ryan (Alec Baldwin, Harrison Ford, and Ben Affleck, combined!) The jury's out.

Daily Quote 08/07/2012

"This 'telephone' has too many shortcomings to be seriously considered as a means of communication. The device is inherently of no value to us."  —Western Union

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Western_Union

Daily Quote 08/05/2012

"Let all the monsters tremble!"  —Pelafina H. Lièvre

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/House_of_leaves

Sunglasses

Sunglasses don't make you cool, except maybe one person and that was for a music video. Guess what? You're not them and it's not the 80's. Grow up and get a life. It's not the shades themselves, but the way the person acts when wearing them.

Record a friend of yours without for about fifteen minutes and then record them with. Did you notice the change? How could you not? They move from average Joe to a cross between Günther and the Terminator. Let me correct myself; Günther and the T-101 look awesome in sunglasses, each capturing one aspect of awesomeness. Günther is cool and suave; the T-101 is tough and deadly. You look like a douche trying to be all of the above. Your movements switch between a famous entertainer to looking for Sarah Connor, only it's obvious you're pretending and no one is impressed. Below are a few rules to help you improve.

Be wary of these pitfalls that are only okay in specific situations:

                On your forehead if your hands are full.

                On the tip of your nose if you're trying to see better. 

                On your collar if you're done wearing them.

                On a cord around your neck if you play baseball.

It is okay to wear sunglasses inside when:

                You just came from outside and your eyes are adjusting.

                It is exceptionally bright, like at a sporting event.             

                Your significant other beats you.

                You are hung over.

                You are blind.

It is okay to wear sunglasses at night when:

                You keep getting blinded by headlights and streetlights.

                You have a legit medical condition that requires them.

                You're going to assault your significant other.

                You are Corey Hart.

                You are blind.

Also, everyone can tell when you're staring at them with the damn things on. Not only is your head perfectly aligned with their line of sight, the darkness of the lenses lessens when light is coming from the other side. You're not slick and it's still rude. Stop it. 

The Olympics Are Stupid and So Are You: An Appeal and the Return of Willie Lomax

I can empathize with having a rough day at work (we’ve all been there,) going home and unwinding in front of the tube with a beer (there, too,) and finding nothing on (there is no God!) We flip through the channels, repeatedly, until finally deciding on something we will practically ignore. It beats suicide, except when I don’t like you. But unless you don’t have cable and are stuck with the same four channels on your black-and-white, turn-knob television, there is no excuse for watching the 2012 Summer Olympics.

Don’t be a dumbass. What Olympic sports do you actually like? You get a pass if it’s a sport you actually play, played, had friends and relatives that do, or always wanted to, but realized you sucked at it, so decided to give it up before you started. In fact, the only person I have ever known that could play every Olympic sport is none other than Willie Lomax, the humble and wise sage who hangs out at Blank’s Pharmacy in Covington, handing out words of wisdom and offering to sell watches, made from his own (discredited) gold medals, at the discounted price of $2. If only he was still eligible. If only. 

Outside of that, there’s no excuse to tune in to all the other sports you don’t like and honestly, you’re giving ratings to something that is interrupting your regularly scheduled broadcast. On a side note, domestic abuse goes up whenever the Olympics are on because people cannot tune into their favorite shows. Look, I’m not trying to tell you what to do, but if you want to keep complaining about having to watch the Olympics, stop ensuring it’s return every four years.