Seattle Space Needle Reflection at Night

Alice in Chains? Yeah, Right!

When I got tickets to Alice in Chains a few weeks ago, I was excited, yet a little scared. After all, I’ve never seen a bondage show before. I’m pretty vanilla when it comes to that stuff, and I wasn’t quite sure what to expect.

When the house lights dimmed moments before the show, I didn’t know what I was personally supposed to do either. I mean, do we whip it out right away, do we watch for awhile and then do so, do we wait for the money shot? Who knew?

You can imagine my surprise when

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Dear Space Aliens in the Year 5720

I see you’ve found our planet, or at least what’s left of it.

In case you were wondering, our species died off when every male age 16-67 stopped pursuing the nappy snappy, and began pursuing Pokemon. Not that anyone of our time blamed them, I mean, if hitting the luscious hoo-haa meant that you’d have to wear one of these, Pikachu would start looking pretty good to you too.

Oh sure, history has always had its share of guys with Peter Pan syndrome, but when businesses started openly encouraging the phenomenon, our extinction was virtually assured.

So sorry nobody

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The Unintended Altruism of Ad-Blocking

I am a person who wears headphones for most of the day as I whack away at command-lines and code, and as a result of this, have suffered hearing damage over the years as I stumbled upon one auto-start video after another, most of which play at twice the decibel level of my music.

In a fit of self-defense, years ago, I resorted to using an ad-blocker, and I quite frankly never looked back.

I’m evil, though.

At least that’s what I’m told by numerous website-operators. Too many to count at this point.

They tell me that by using

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Black Lives Matter. Affluent Lives Matter More.

On my way home from work today, I stopped to observe a Black Lives Matter rally in Westlake Park.

I looked around at all of the people, at all of the signs, and I watched and waited for indication that someone, anyone, knew what was going on in this country.

That indication did not come. When all was said and done, I could do little more than mutter “poor fools”, hang my head and walk away.

So far this year, 136 black people (overwhelmingly male) have been killed by the police. In the same period of time, 279 white

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