U.G.L.Y.

Ponderings

While I agree the satellite dishes we see stuck to the side of houses and mounted on posts out in the yard are an eyesore (trust me—we have TWO of them stuck to the roof of our house!), I in no way think this is an improvement at all:

You can see the wide arrangement of other “beautifying” stickers available for your satellite dish over at satellitedishsticker.com.

Their tag-line: “Pimp your satellite dish with a Satellite Dish Sticker!”‘

Did some drunk redneck design these? Seriously? It’s like painting flowers on the hubcaps of your VW bug.

Although… maybe one of these with a large brown eye or a head-on view of some cock on it might be an interesting addition to the neighborhood.

Until next time...
Erik

Goodbye Joni

Ponderings,

One of the Husbear and my hair salon receptionists—of roughly 9 years—died this past Thursday. Today [Sunday] was her visitation, and tomorrow [Monday] will be her funeral.

While I don’t really spend much time at the hair salon—that’s the Husbear’s place of work—I did know Joni over the 9 years she has/had been with us. She is/was part of our family.

I tend not to be overly emotional, but it was hard to watch the salon crew grieving. Joni has/had been a part of some of their lives as long as many of them have been doing hair.

Some of us went for food and drinks after the visitation. They were in better spirits sharing their memories of Joni with each other. They will at least always have that.

I just wanted to say goodbye Joni. You’ll be missed.


The only picture I could find with Joni and myself. Joni making me laugh, as always.

Until next time...
Erik

.me and Me

Ponderings, ,

For those of you who didn’t know, the sales for the top level domain opened for “.me”. If you don’t know what a TLD is:

A top-level domain (TLD), sometimes referred to as a top-level domain name (TLDN), is the last part of an Internet domain name; that is, the letters which follow the final dot of any domain name. For example, in the domain name www.example.com, the top-level domain is com (or COM, as domain names are not case-sensitive).

Taken from Wikipedia.

Anyway, sales of the names went on sale today at 10 AM CST. The AlphaForager from the Great Retail Empire and I were waiting for the gates to open. We’re nerds like that. Apparently we’re not the only ones. The registrar sites were as hammered as I was from the previous night of drinking.

I wanted ink.me and tattoo.me for the tattoo shop. Sadly, someone beat me to them. So I settled for ink4.me instead. Great advertising and ease of referral potential… at least in my mind. The “4” can be made to look like a tattoo machine even. (Thanks to the AlphaForager for that idea!)

As with all dorks, we started entering names we thought would be funny .me names, such as bite.me, blow.me, fuck.me, suck.me. You get the idea. How could anyone resist? Great fun! To have probably one of the best Internet addresses of the next decade! Most of those were already sold—no doubt to some porn site owners.

Being the funny man I am, I entered bear4.me. Lo and behold, it was available. So I HAD to have it. Maybe I’ll start another bear social network site. Not. Better still—maybe one of the existing ones would like to buy it from me!

Then the AlphaForager—being his funny, straight self—said I should see if cock4.me was available. Guess what. It was! Being the big ol’ geeky ‘mo that I am, I got it too.

I think I’ll put that one on a shirt and wear it.

(I’ll be pointing those address to my own websites tomorrow when I can add the nameserver entries.)

Until next time...
Erik

“Gimme 5”

Meme

RG tagged me with the “Gimme 5” meme a couple weeks ago. I told him I would get around to it, and I finally have. I had a hard time coming up with five unknowns about myself. Seriously. At least five unknown things that I actually would make public. But I did.

1. Share 5 unknown facts about yourself.
2. Pay it forward! Link 5 more bloggers and included their names in your post.
3. Leave them a comment on their blog and let them know that they’ve been tagged.

Here’s all five of my inches for you:

1. I have issues with crowds.

Serious issues. And by crowds I mean more than two people. Which makes it extremely difficult mentally for me to attend functions the Husbear enjoys attending—events like Southern Decadence, bear parties, dance clubs, the mall. But I somehow manage. Thanks to massive quantities of alcohol. My liver will probably hate me for it though.

2. I have a strange desire to want to karaoke.

This desire is equally proportional to how much I don’t like how my voice sounds. This might also explain why I will sing only in the car and only when I am by myself and only when the stereo is louder than my voice. Think Yoko Ono on helium. There.

3. I bottle up my emotions.

It’s easier than dealing with them. And who knows, they might be a great vintage one day. I’m not sure where I obtained this “talent” from but I’m sure religion probably had something to do with it. And the man I call my father. I’m sure he’s to thank as well.

4. I have had a lot less “social experiences” than most people think.

I was a late bloomer for pretty much everything: kissing, alcohol, sex, drugs, dancing, partying. I didn’t start to experience some of them until I was in my mid-twenties. Some things I still haven’t experienced. After reading some of you bloggers, there’s a LOT of things I haven’t experienced.

5. I feel awkward socially.

This probably goes hand-in-hand with number 4 above. I never feel comfortable in social situations. I think that’s also why I gravitate towards people who are extremely social. Some sort of mental, symbiotic balance for me. They probably think I’m a stalker.

Well, that was probably a lot more than you want to know about me. And probably a lot more than I should have revealed about myself.

If bloggers want to self-medicate, er, make that self-tag, they’re more than welcome to. I know everything we do is a little “unknown” from time to time.

Until next time...
Erik