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Use The Loofa!

November 20th, 2009

Ya know, I’ve often wondered why there’s a noticeable chemical smell days after cleaning the bathroom…

Grabbing a can of Scrubbing Bubbles and doing the most basic of searches on the active ingredients turns up the following results:

n-Alkyl: Suspected of cardiovasular or blood toxicants / Neurotoxicant
Benzyl Ammonium Chlorides: Suspected of Gastrointestinal or Liver Toxicant, Immunotoxicant, Neurotoxicant, Respiratory Toxicant, Skin of Sense Organ Toxicant
Hydrocarbon Propellant: Central nervous system depressants. It can also sensitize the heart to the arrhythmogenic effects of epinephrine.

Being the last one to spread FUD around, I have to mention that combined, n-Alkyl and BAC makes up a scant .22% of this product, which I’m guessing is harmless to humans when Scrubbing Bubbles is used as directed.  Unless you’re sitting in a dark corner of your closet huffing these chemicals through an oil-stained paper bag, I’m sure this cleaning agent is safe to use.

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Twelve Hour Workday

November 19th, 2009

Forgive me if I cut this entry short.   After twelve hours at work today I have naught the willpower nor the energy to focus on any one topic.  It was, to put it mildly, “one of those days”.  I blame the developers for this rotten day.  Seems we have some new people who can’t QA their code worth a darn.

I think I’ll toss back a beer tonight and give a listen to Mewithoutyou‘s album It’s All Crazy! It’s All False! It’s All A Dream! It’s Alright. If you dig The Decemberists, give Mewithoutyou a shot.

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Real Crack Reporting There, CNN

November 18th, 2009

“Food blamed for teen obesity”?  Gee, thanks for that breaking news, CNN.  Would have never figured that one out all on my own…

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Zen And The Art Of The Finger

November 17th, 2009

Having been flipped the bird in recent days, I’ve been thinking about the various ways in which the iconic “finger” is used.  It occurs to me that there are two major styles to the “one finger salute” that everyone uses, and like it or not your hand unconsciously favors one over the other.

Finger #1: “The Traditional”: Favored by hard-drinking bikers, lumberjacks, and brutes of varying intelligence levels, this style is much like a closed fist with one angry digit doing its mightest to poke conformity in the eye.  It’s used as a blunt tool in an equally blunt world.  With no instruction or previous experience this universal symbol can easily be thrown in the heat of any argument.

Finger #2: “The Cosmopolitan”: This twist on “The Traditional” requires a bit more dexterity and forethought, and lends an air of hipster dissatisfaction with a prudish bent.  Preferred by drunk sorority girls, supermarket cashiers, and published authors this finger tells the world to eff-off with a sophisticated flair missing from “The Traditional”.

Personally, I favor “The Traditional” over “The Cosmopolitan”. The Cosmo seems to send more of a pretentious message that tends to escalate tense situations quicker than the Traditional does. The Cosmopolitan conveys more of a flippant “screw you”, which makes one more of a target for a sucker punch. With the Traditional, words tend to get exchanged and combatants size each other up before the dancing commences.

Oh, BTW, the finger that was thrown to me a few days ago…Traditional! ;-)

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Google…Surely You Jest

November 16th, 2009

I was researching an apparent coolant leak on my car this afternoon when this autofill return from Google caught my eye:

Am I to believe that enough people googled “why does my boyfriend want me to pee on him” that it’s become a default autofill?  What’s with this apparent rash of strange urinary practices, and why does this not fill me with confidence and hope for the future?

I am most certainly not one to judge others, nor am I a prude, but come on people…why would anybody want to relieve themselves on somebody else?  IMHO, the very desire to want to do such a blatantly foul act on another human being smacks of a serious mental disorder.  Ladies, if your man expresses a need to pee on you (or vica versa), take my (obvious and sane) advice and leave him.  Wishing to do something so patently foul to another human being is a sure sign of a mental disorder, and it requires immediate professional psychiatric help.

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