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Capt Jack Sparrow

Do what you want for a pirate is free...

When I first went to this site, I was like, "How did they know I have Limewire?" I'm such a dork. You will need sound for this.

In other personal news, I've started walking in the afternoons at work. Our building is perfect for walkers. The building is said to be 1/4 of a mile long, and there's a wide corridor down the length of the building. You see lots of folks in tennis shoes in groups or singly walking at all times of the day.

My office suite is upstairs, just a bit off the center of the building. The parking garage is way off to one side of the building. The mail room is also on that end of the building. So, I was walking approximately a 1/2 mile by just going to work (garage<->office, office<->mail). For this fatass, that was a lot of walking at first. After awhile, I wasn't bothered/irritated by it at all. So, I decided to extend my walk for the mail. At first, it was just taking little cross corridors to extend the walk a bit. Now I'm walking for a solid 30-40 minutes. Last week, I know it was 30 minutes. Today, I'm pretty sure it was 40 minutes. Luckily nobody seems to mind me disappearing for 30+ minutes when I'm getting the mail. But then again, I know a couple of co-workers that go walking together. So I was pretty sure no one would mind.

This last weekend, we even pulled out our little $99 treadmill that actually works very well. The belt has a flywheel rather than an electric motor. Penelope was fascinated by the treadmill. She swatted it until she figured out it couldn't hurt her. Then she tried biting the belt and finally walked with me on it like Jack used to do. Jack watched her for awhile and when Penelope ran off, he came down off the couch and tried biting the treadmill, too. Silly kitties. Lulu watched me, Penelope and Jack for awhile. She decided it was all boring and walked off.

I think I've been inspired lately because I think I've gained back nearly all the weight I lost over the winter with the 1-2 punch of walking pneumonia and sinus infection. That killed my appetite from early November to mid-January. Heck, my sense of smell didn't return until March. Alas, my appetite is so very, very back. So, walking.
FSM by Binah

Prepare thyselves!

For tomorrow is a very special day. Tomorrow, Sept. 19, is "Talk Like a Pirate" Day! Here is the website: http://www.talklikeapirate.com/piratehome.html

This is a high holy day for those who follow the Flying Spaghetti Monster (http://www.venganza.org).

Avast ye mateys.

In honor of the upcoming special day, I've been reading the hate mail on the FSM site. My favorite letter so far?

alright man. i dont know what the heck you think you are doing. but just wait till you are standing in front of the gates of heaven. when god asks you “Why should I let you into Heaven?” what are you going to say? “let me in because i mocked you my entire pathetic life, said there was a god better than you, made of spaghetti and meatballs. let me in.” right. thats the point you go to hell. you are a stupid little guy with no girlfriend, so you’re depressed. writing about your fake, gay loving man whore god. to get attention. all its gonna get you is a foot so far up your a** your gonna have ingrown toenails growin out your ears. you need to stop this stuff. all you’re doing is getting yourself closer and closer and closer. to hell. not heaven. not paradise. not getting laid. not having children. not having a penis. nothing. shut the heck up already. no one likes you..except your gay friends who believe all this stupid crap. and whoever they are.. i hope they use protection with eachother, along with you. tonight. oh by the way. i am having spaghetti and meatballs tonight u little prick. i think i will just throw it in the trash cause thats where it belongs. along with your fake whack religion and fake god. so have a nice day, and hope u have fun gettin raped by your spaghetti and meatball, FAKE god.

Sincerely, Seth

Methinks Seth may have some issues with his sexuality. And what's up with him thinking only Christians get laid? That last line is almost precious. Rape is not a funny subject, but getting raped by spaghetti and meatballs? That's edible anime tentacle porn right there, folks.

And how cool is it that I can legitimately make a "tentacle porn" tag? VERY!