Junior Muskrat Goes To The Big City

…and gets run over by a taxi

Ok, so my blog here has gotten pretty boring. Far too much suburban domesticity reportage has appeared lately. Time for a change.

Note: All of the following are personal opinions. Just because I feel one way about something and you may feel differently, it does not mean that you are a common dullard with no hope of ever being cool.

Stuff I Think Is Idiotic

Leet speak. It’s cool, not kewl…rock, not rawk…the, not teh. Along with the rap/hip hop nitwits, you are lowering the intelligence bar for millions of already hoplessly stupid young people

Anybody who is not under 25 trying to look and/or act that way. You are not that age anymore, so deal with it. You look like a fucking idiot and the young people laugh at you behind your back.

The fucking GEICO caveman commercials. Cavemen were not whiney angsty insecure yuppie pussies. Oh yeah, the upcoming tv series is gonna suck, too.

Food writers. Not all of them, mind you, just the ones that forget that the vast majority of people can’t afford to eat at most of the places they write about…or forget that most of the dishes they rave about now are gonna be out of fashion next Thursday…or who forget that once upon a time they fucking ate and enjoyed the foods of the common man…or who kiss the ass of whatever chef is hot just now…or who are insufferable egotistic gits.

NASCAR. For Christ’s fuckin’ sake, all they do is drive around in a fuckin oval! If you can do a left turn at a high rate of speed, you can be a NASCAR driver. You wanna see real driving skill? Take a look at rally racing or the Baja 500 or damn near any other kind of auto racing. Well, except drag racing, which is even dumber than NASCAR.

Roleplaying game companies that keep cranking out generic fantasy D&D ripoffs. Hey, I know the game industry is not easy to make your mark in, but damn it, you motherfuckers are wasting time and trees.

Damn…gotta go to to work…more bitching/ranting later.