To The Metal

I’m a middle class 27 year old computer technician.

I drive a car that gets 30mpg+.

I use florescent light bulbs in my house.

I conserve electricity and fuel the best I can. I spend approximately $50 per month on utilities, perhaps $75 per month on gasoline.

I don’t believe that mankind has any effect on Global Warming, real or imagined.

Al Gore is a wealthy adult politician who was the Vice President of the United States for 8 years, and has spent a considerable amount of time and effort since, promoting the idea of man made global warming and profiting from it greatly.

Don’t know what he drives.

Don’t know what sort of light bulbs he uses.

I know that he spends nearly $30,000 a year to pay for gas and electric at his Tennessee home while out on the Global Warming trail. The guy has natural gas powered lamps on his driveway. I guess they produce less CO2 than electric ones. The average US family uses about 10kWh a year. He uses 20kWh a month.

Mind you, I get shit from people for criticizing HIM. Goes to show just how much he really thinks about what he’s fighting for. I hate politicians.

Al Gore’s Personal Energy Use Is His Own “Inconvenient Truth”

Inconvenient Truths

Back at my first job I’d take my break and write up a little comic strip to vent my frustrations with a bit of humor. Today I’m giving it another shot. Back then I used a pencil and paper, today I’m using a Wacom tablet and Paint. Let me know what you think, even if you think it’s crap. 🙂

A sampling of the original comics I did over 10 years ago can be found here.

Cute advertisement which apparently won awards down under has been pulled due to the complaints of viewers.

It involved a tot driving up to a girl his age in a brand new truck, picking her up, and going to the beach.

Cute, innocent, dangerous. For starters, parents complained that the possibility of a copycat was too great. The liklihood of a 6 year old stealing the parent’s Hyundai, stacking books on the seat and rigging a device so they can operate the foot pedals was far too great. Parental responsibility be damned. Personally, I find the greater offense to be the blatant acquiescence of heterosexuality in the ad. Why couldn’t it be two boys? Or two girls?

Parents raise copycat risk from TV’s revhead tot

IMHO, corporations need to learn when to say STFU. I highly doubt that any of the complainers actually drove the truck in the ad or had given any consideration to driving the truck in the ad. They complained just to complain, and most likely based their complaints on an inherent inability to take responsibility for their own offspring. Seriously, there’s a difference between being socially conscious and being a doormat. Its about time people were told to STFU when they’re being unnecessarily immature.

Has valid science on Global Warming been overlooked due to the politics of climate change?

From an article regarding a new submarine:

“Deepglider opens up new research possibilities for oceanographers studying global climate change. The glider’s first trip revealed unexpected warming of water near the ocean floor, and scientists are interested in studying whether the temperatures are related to global warming.”

Pretty cool stuff, however I feel that the mainstream media focus on the idea of ‘man made global warming’ has seemingly overruled any discussion or science involving other sources, like the sun or the superheated core of our very own planet. Takes the fun out of it really. Scientists should be exploring every possibility regardless of consensus, and those preaching consensus should be standing on the mountain top with a pair of stone tablets BEGGING the scientific community at large to prove them wrong.

New Sub Dives Crushing Depths

So last night I’m at the supermarket, and I’m out of contact solution. Looking through the various selections I see this black box, a new solution from Amo. Figure I’ll give it a shot. So I get home around 2am, put the contacts in a very unique container, put in the solution, and go to bed.

I wake up 8 hours later, pop in my contact, and feel like I’ve just been maced.

Now this wasn’t your typical saline solution, this was hydrogen peroxide plus some other stuff, including spiffy little neutralizer tablets. I didn’t think I needed them. Oops. So I take them out, put them back in the solution, add the tablet, and 6 hours later while my left eye still looks like I just cleared an ounce of Jamaica’s finest the contacts are in and actually feel nicer than when I use saline alone.

Course, if I had read the damned instructions I could have avoided this whole thing.

So I’m a perv. I love watching the Real Sex series on HBO. The show has a very unique theme song which stands out every time I hear it. You could imagine my surprise when flipping through channels this morning I heard the EXACT SAME SONG playing on HBO Family. Turns out there’s a kids show on HBO “George & Martha” it was called, which uses the exact same song.

Someone at HBO has a twisted sense of humor I think.

So for nearly 2 months I’ve been limited to staying local due to the viral assault on my joints… As I’m heading towards the end of this mess, and feeling fairly well for the most part I decided to go out for a bit last night down to QXT’s in Newark, NJ. Had a great time… drank, danced, caught up with some friends I hadn’t seen in ages. The most surprising thing was at least a dozen regulars asking where I’ve been. Total strangers asking where I’ve been when people I’ve known for a decade forget I exist… that’s damned entertaining.

The drive down was a nightmare in training, as every single police unit possible was out and about. With the average speed of traffic being around 70mph I had a few close calls and was convinced that I’d be pulled over. I ended up with some jackass in a new Mustang behind me, he keeps pulling up close and backing off. I’m in the passing lane with a Jeep in front of me, and a local police cruiser in front of him. We’re not going anywhere, but being the typical small-minded, small-penis’d Mustang owner he was clueless.

We all get to a traffic light on 23, and when it turns green the Mustang loudly revs its engine a few times, I respond by twirling my finger in the air ‘so what?’ Well that transgression was too great, so he slams into the middle lane, cutting off another car and punches it in a wild display of testosterone and horsepower.

Remember the reason I was driving slow? Yeah, he was stopped about 10 seconds after he slammed on the brakes.

So clear of the cop, the Jeep takes off and so do I. In the middle of laughing at the Mustang driver I see the cherries in the rearview. 70 in a 50. No ticket though. Somehow explaining that I’m a computer tech trying to get to a bank where the servers have failed gets me on my way every time. Yea, I lied. Alls fair in love and traffic stops.

I forgot how many pricks there were between NY and Newark tho, as I keep running into people who have to be in front. It also reinforced my truth that for every good VW driver there is some prick who is still pissed they bought the base model and have to prove it. I’m on 21 heading out of town and zipping up the left lane when I pass some dink in a Mark IV Golf 4 door with a fart tip. I hear the roar of a hundred angry wasps as the douchebag breaks into the right lane to try and get ahead of me. I’m not paying attention much until I pass the traffic and go to pull into the center lane – where the idiot is and nearly hits me. Mind you, HE TAKES THE NEXT EXIT. What’s the point? I could have gotten on the gas and become a tiny pair of red dots in the distance in no time. They should just ban economy cars and base models. Worse part was he never looked over to see me flipping him off.

Anyhow, I called it an early night, got home around 1am. It felt great to be out. Nothing makes free time feel greater than being trapped inside an apartment and an office for 2 months straight.

So apparently GM and VW have pulled ads for their cars which add a comical spin to suicide. Of course, the token interest groups jumped up in offense at the sight of a ROBOT jumping off a bridge… or a man reconsidering his decision when he realizes that there are 3 VW’s available for under $17,000.

Now I’m all about dark humor. Could someone be offended by it? Sure, but they’d be a minority. How do I know? Cos the only people who actually could be offended by such advertisements are either already dead or still depressed at failing suicide.

GM purges suicidal robot ad…

I thought the ads were funny. I can’t blame fast reflexes by the automotive industry as they’re generally in trouble, but the old ways are no longer working and the old ads are no longer working. They’ve realized that to get people in the dealerships they need to incite thought and interest in non-traditional ways.

Personally, I think a great advertisement would be the owner of an SUV going to the gas station to fill up with $3 gasoline, and then driving it off a bridge to spare themselves from the giant sucking sound of money leaving their wallets because of those little inconvenient truths.

I’m pathetic.

I’m 27 years old.

I’m a successful computer geek.

I can’t tell the difference between a nickel and a dime.

If I look at them, I know that one is 5 cents and the other is 10 cents, but if you ask me what they’re called, I don’t know.

WHAT THE HELL.