I came across this gem during my daily browse of the internet. The Omnipitent Poobah Speaks! is one of my tongue-in-cheek favorites. Nothing is sacred to this blog, and the potshots cover political right. left and center. It’s funny and outrageous. Very often, it’s just what I need after a cranky day.
Still, I always read the accursed stuff. It’s often quite entertaining in a spelling-challenged, EAL (English as an Alien Language) way. If the spammer has clearly read the post and the comment is good, I’ll even let it in – sans the commercial message of course. BTW, what makes you think I’d buy gold bullion from a language-challenged pygmy from deep in the Internet Jungle? Plus, my dick is big enough already thankyouverymuch.
So to prove I’m magnaomous and somewhat supporting of their misplaced entrepenurial spirit, here are some of the best from the past week:
The last couple of months have been a really interesting time for geekdom, as its had its face rubbed in the fact that there are a lot of creepy assbags among its number, and that geekdom is not always the most welcoming of places for women. Along that line, this e-mail from a con-going guy popped into my queue a few days ago:
Any tips on how not to be a creeper? I try not to be, but I don’t know that I’m the best judge of that.
Let’s define our terms here. Let’s say that for this particular conversation, a “creeper” is someone whose behavior towards someone else makes that other person uncomfortable at least and may possibly make them feel unsafe. A creeper may be of any gender and may creep on any gender, but let’s acknowledge that a whole lot of the time it’s guys creeping on…