April 2009
10 posts
Logical Techno Manners: The Modern Master is Not...
We’ve all suffered below him. The back-slappy, happy manager who calls you buddy, wonders why you aren’t smiling and crawls all up in your bidness. And we’ve all suffered above them. The goofy, flare-wearing worker who believes friendliness is a substitute for competence.
At my job, I was once smoking Dunhill’s Aperitif blend and a co-worker looked at the tin.
“Which one...
MADBALLS: Grodie Inner Child Boogaloo the Remake
(Note: Tumblr is entirely counter-intuitive to me. I began blogging with LJ. Hence, my posts here will undoubtedly be less…sleek, than other’s. Instead of beating my head against my comp, I’m settling with just links, and no vids. I just work here. Blame management.)
Yep. Child of the eighties. Transformers. Kreepy Krawlers. Garbage Pail Kids. My Pet Monster. Inhumanoids....
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Azor aime pas le minitel 2.0*
When I was a kid, our home shared its main door with a copper shop. The owner was an adorable woman with three dogs: two cute yorkshires and an awful poodle. Each time I had to leave for school back then, I was taking a moment to pet each dog, except the poodle because as the saying goes, he was as dumb as aggressive. And fortunately, remarkably slow.
The stupid creature had a fascinating habit: ...