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8:34 PM on 11.27.2007

Goddammit... It's starting to look a lot like Christmas

First off, I'd like to say I just did terrible tonight on TF2. Gonna be a bad night.

Anyway, on with the topic. Yes, Easter is over now, and that means all holidays are skipped and we go right to Christmas here in the retail market. I'm beginning to think stores should just keep the Christmas shit up forever. Germany did.

Anyway, all this gets me thinking about the Salvation Army menz who stand outside of all Wal-Marts ringing their little bells for cash. I passed one tonight who wished me a merry Christmas, as per usual, and I thought. In this day and age, I wonder how badly the Salvation Army's seasonal charity events are suffering.

I like cash and all, but I rarely ever have any these days. This is because I have a card, just like everyone I know. Because of this, I got to wondering what a chart, or perhaps a graph might look like for the Salvation Army in the last 10 years. Just because banks got more technologically advanced. Good on you, banks.

Now let's start the countdown to when we either:

A) See little card-swipers on the stands next to the bell guys, or
B) Don't see the bell guys anymore.

This is an example of the sort of stuff I think about on a day-to-day basis. I wonder what the doctor's would say...   read

6:03 PM on 11.21.2007

Determination at it's finest

I don't have any of this stuff on me or anything, but I found this image and felt I needed to share it with a crowd.

It looks to me like this kid is going to make it. He's going to achieve his goals and master the world itself. Unbelievable. Butter.   read

7:54 PM on 11.05.2007

Post-Halloween Halloween post

I live in the heavily-populated north area of Austin Texas. Austin, as a whole, has only a few places where one could feasibly get shot or stabbed, and this is not one of them. I currently reside in a very family-oriented apartment complex right beside a few very family-oriented housing areas.

So Halloween rolls around... Why didn't anyone show up at my door?

Not that I was at all prepared for kids in various cheap costumes to come peddling for candy, but I was fully expecting it. Yet, not a soul showed up. Perhaps it was a general fear of one's children being shot or stabbed, but again, this ain't the neighborhood for that sort of thing. I work until about 3 or 4 in the morning and usually go out to pick up food or smokes or what-have-you. I think I could get away with dressing up in a suit made of cash screaming, "Will somebody please shoot, stab or beat me, tear this suit of money off of my body and leave me raped and violated in the gutter? PRETTY PLEASE?" I probably wouldn't even encounter another person.

Back to the holiday. I have enjoyed Halloween, as a whole, all my life. It is likely my most favored holiday of the holiday bunch, though I didn't have much invested in it this year due to business. So it crept up on me and I hardly noticed. Mostly due to the lack of Halloween-y folks wandering about, I guess.

Anyway, that's about all on my blog-plate this evening. Was the holiday as sparse and lackluster for you? I blame plastic, personally. Plastic was the worst thing to ever happen to Halloween.

That is all.   read

7:32 PM on 10.29.2007

Finding the rhythm... Of blogging.

I'm still getting the hang of blogging again. I will often think I have something cool to blog about, but then not have time to blog it. By the time I do have the opportunity to write it up, I forgot what it was I wanted to write about, or re-evaluated the topic and found it to suck.

So, to get my toes a little more wet in this crazy destructoid blog universe, I will simply make an art post.

This art is from 1999ish, and it is of girls with no intestines! Awesome!

Some stuff from a long-dead project! 2001! What a crazy year!

And lastly, 2002-2003. Some horrible years for wine, I hear.


5:11 PM on 10.27.2007

PointingDevice: First blood!

Hello, Destructoid, I've made my first blog. Not my first ever, not by a long shot, but all my previous blogs died and are buried in the backyard of Itemforty's house.

For my first blog I was going to write about video games or something, but I am not in the mood at the moment.

"But PointingDevice, how can you not be in the mood to talk about video games?"

Because I had to stay up until 6am working to no avail, and then get up early to drive to the in-laws place. I like the in-laws place, but being this tired makes everything sour.

"But PointingDevice, I stayed up until 6am last night drinking and pwning nubs in TF2. SPIEZ ROOOL!"

Yeah, I guess spies are cool, but let me explain my situation and why it may differ from yours.

I have a child, you see. He is 4 months old and looks like this:

Sweet child, all things considered, but his arrival into this world caused me to get a night job, so's the woman could still work, see? So I did that. Real good job, let's me work whatever schedule I need, and work from home. Pays very well, too, which is always a plus.

Anyway, what this equates to is my wife goes to work in the day, leaving me to tend to the child until she gets home, in which case I start working until about 3 or 4am. Sleep for about 5 hours, and repeat. All week. By Friday I am so exhausted that I just want to bite strangers. Bite them on their stupid stranger faces. I'd let my child bite them too, but he has no teeth, so I think everyone would wind up disappointed. Point is, I have that in the life's plan. "Hey boy, I'm tired and irritable, go bite that strange woman over on that park bench. Atta boy."

Therefore, I'm pretty tired. That's my post. I'm tired. Maybe next time I will write about video games and some of you will like me. To get that started, here's a quick sketch I did of some cats and mice in a revolutionary-war era peace treaty... Temporary as it was, but that's a story for another time.


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