Wonder how I missed this….

Fumbling around on Neal Boortz’s website….never read this before.
Not that the Republicansn are much better in many aspects, but you get all that when you vote for Democrats on the national level. W00t.
I do agree with removing the mortgage deduction. I actually think there should be no deductions, whatsoever. No payroll taxes, either. The best solution would be taxes on consumption, combined with tariffs and excise taxes. Alternatively, you tax income at a flat rate (same percentage for everyone) with no deductions. No personal deduction. No deductions for kids. Nothing.

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Blogfeed and 757 should be back up and running again after Adam broke Perl.
Nothing much going on here. Tired, not sleeping right.
I pwn drived.
He sucks at DOD .
And if he makes fun of my network again……….

Rules of Beer

These are non-negotiable. If you think differently, you’re wrong
Rule 1: Any beer you have to fortify with fruit is not worth drinking.
Rule 2: Any beer sold in a tackle shop, you do not drink unless you are fishing.
Rule 3: A beer is a snack, not a meal. It shouldn’t be like a bowl of oatmeal.
That is all.
Again, if you disagree, you are wrong. And you find tubgirl attractive.

Testing some jank

Trying to see if the update jibbie is working.
When it does, you’ll be able to read 757 users’ blogs through an RSS feed. http://users.757.org/blogfeed/index.rss

They Got Him

One Down, Osama to go.
And all I can think of, and I saw reading /. is that there is a large contingent who really wish it was George W. Bush hiding in a hovel. I’m not really even sure what to say about that.
Hmmph.
Lionel is right — Linda Vester from Fox News does look like she’s watching an autopsy all the time.

Old Skool

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It pisses Adam off to no end, because it fucks up everything you’ve got open in a screen session when somebody does that. Normally the perpertrator is none other than yours truly.
I had a very strange dream today. No shit. I abandoned all reason, and went to become Howard Dean’s media advisor. Of course, it’s a job I’m only marginally qualified for, and I don’t think I’d work for Dr. Dean (see, I’ve figured that one out too….you say “Dr. Dean” or “General Clark” next to the disparaging “Mister Bush”….objective journalism 101 here folks), but we were riding around the country in this beat up like 1940’s Plymouth. Having strategy sessions. I’d taken the job because I’d gotten pissed off at the radio station, and decided that anything, even throwing away my principles and working for rich boy Howie, would be better than spending one more night slaving away inside the newsroom. I wonder if it conincides with the fact that I got woken up again today for a bullshit reason…
I did write some damn good campaing ads for Howie, tho. I’d do that sort of thing, except campaigning isn’t a good way to make a halfway decent living.
And I’ve goot too much hair to be James Carville.