Archive for June, 2010

Animated GIFs? Really? Yes, Really.

Wednesday, June 30th, 2010

So, I came up with the idea of a new category here for animated GIFs. Why? Eh, why not? If you’re unfamilar with what an animated GIF is, let me explain. Pictures and images on the Internet are files, just like your Word documents and Excel spreadsheets. They are most frequently JPG or GIF. The difference between those two is that GIF only supports 256 colors, so it’s not good for photographs. BUT it can do animation!

So, why have a category here? Because I’ve been collecting animated GIFs that impressed me for awhile and I need to do something with them. So, I’ll make you all look at them. I’m not going to barrage you with them. Maybe just every couple days, toss one out there. Check it out and then you go back to shopping for pendant lights or whatever you do when you aren’t here.

I’ll still be writing. This is just in addition to. In fact, here’s your first one:

This one is designed to be tiled as a wallpaper for a really wild effect.

These Posts Don’t Write Themselves…

Monday, June 28th, 2010

Seriously, they don’t.

I’ve been sitting in front of this computer for over an hour and I got nothing. I have been listening to Pandora. So, that’s cool. I have a station based on Daft Punk’s ‘One More Time’, which as I’ve said before, is one of my all-time favorite songs.

I know I’m wasting time. I could be killing time playing my new favorite game, Plants Vs Zombies or trying to buy gold online or surfing Facebook. But instead, I’m staring at the screen trying to get inspired.

But I’m a writer. And I’m supposed to be writing. So I’ll continue staring.

Read This…

Sunday, June 27th, 2010

Dear a-holes who use these unreadable CAPTCHAs,

I can’t read this. Can you? Huh! HUH?!?

I didn’t think so!

Signed,
Patrick D.

He’s Right Though…

Saturday, June 26th, 2010

Actual conversation yesterday between The Oldest and Steak in the car while listening to mp3s. Steak has taken to trying to determine the gender of the lead singer by listening. The song playing during this conversation was Britney Spears ‘Womanizer’.

Steak: ‘This is a woman singing, right, Daddy?’

The Oldest: ‘Of course it is, [Steak's name].’

S: ‘Why?’

TO: ‘Because…because…man-izer wouldn’t make any sense!’

A Serious Question For You Ladies…

Friday, June 25th, 2010

Okay, so let me start this post by just saying that you should really read it and think about it before you start typing in that comment box, or calling the media or shopping Orlando vacation packages or whatever reaction you think you’re going to have. Because I’m genuinely asking the question…what’s with the cleavage in the workplace?

Okay, so look, I’m a guy. I’m not ever going to tire of looking at boobies. Not until I’m dead. But, on the other hand, I’m in a place where I’m expected to be a professional. And I’m fine with that. But if you’re going to wear clothes that show me 25-35% of your boobs, I’m going to look. I have to. It’s how us dudes are wired.

So, what are you trying to prove?

Look, I’m not saying you have to wear restrictive clothing. I’m just saying that you really shouldn’t be shocked when you catch my eye possibly straying toward your boobs. It’s not that I don’t respect you; it’s just that boobs are really, really, really pretty. (See picture at right.)

(For the record, I’m not the only blogger/content creator that has noticed this trend. Brian Joyner noticed it. Barbara Bartlein also noticed. So there.)