A brief spike in traffic

For 3 days running I had over 100 views to the site, akin to a miracle.  I’m not that interesting, so it must’ve all been for recent Jeopardy! contestant Rachel Lindgren.

It’s my duty to warn you thirsty nerds AGAIN that smart women are not a solution to anything and being a sapiosexual is a road to nowhere.  If she’s smart while you’re enamored (subtract 25 IQ points for each boob and asscheek) you’re in QUADRUPLE the danger of being manipulated.  Not that I overly give a shit what happens to you, you’re probably better off than me.

I believe this blog is now 10 or 11 years old, which means little because I rarely posted after 2009, was it?  It has brought me neither joy nor grief, certainly no money or gavina.  I don’t read my own shit so I’ve forgotten most of it, except to remember impassioned movie reviews about Batman (pointless) or politics (far more pointless) and cussing out my wage slave job while doing nothing to improve my lot in life.

Two things happened in the last 5 years which changed the entire arc of my  inclinations, I got out of the shit job and I “discovered” whores.  Also, my father died  at 73 of natural causes, if you count lung cancer as natural.

The whores saved my life.  Once I was getting laid fairly regularly all the Mysteries of Womanhood evaporated, which was bittersweet, but poetry is either written out of your system or it burns you from the inside out like drinking bleach.  Poetry IS drinking bleach, usually for the reader. 

The women’s humanity made me less of a misogynist, and it even seemed a few of them enjoyed the ride beyond getting paid.  (I haven’t been laid in over a year due to health problems so that’s on pause.)

I’m closer to 50 than 40 now.  I’m not better than I was in 2006, but like to think I’ve learned much the last 10 or 11 years.  I wouldn’t trade my scant “life’s work” of writing for falling in love.   

Here are the final lines from a long ago poem.

I know it’s coming, death or a balloon.

The slitted eyes of a petted cat.

The Jeopardy! Clue Crew Hotties

I got nothin’, not even any new Jeopardy! hotties to comment on, so I’ll turn my attention to the Clue Crew hotties, Kelly Miyahara and Sarah Whitcomb.

I don’t want to take away from their intellectual accomplishments but I find them quite hot, which is the point. Both have fantastic, rockin’ bodies but for me Miyahara has a slight edge ’cause even in a post-surgery world you don’t see many stacked Asian women, not like that anyway.

I’m greatly disappointed by the dearth of images of these women on the intertubes, but it makes sense, they must deliver important information and they’re distracting enough fully clothed.

I am not the nerd in this pic but I would like to be, a nerd of meat in a Clue Crew Sandwich (or for you more refined intellectuals, a ménage a clue).

In other news, I’ve decided to commit suicide in 2013 if certain goals of mine aren’t achieved. That way, if the world ends in 2012, no one will notice.