"Aaron Hawkins and Anastasia Beaverhousen are stupid characters, a couple of stoners who spout dumb-ass catch-phrases like a third rate 'Cheech and Chong' or 'Bill and Ted'. Fuck Uppity-Negro.com. Fuck them up their stupid asses."
Meh.I've been getting some constructive criticism lately.
"Uppity-Negro.com is a terrible, one-note joke that only stoners laugh at. It's fucking clown shoes. If the person writing it were real, I'd beat the shit out of him or her or whatever the fuck it's claiming to be today for being so stupid. I can't believe Hostway would have anything to do with this shit. I, for one, will be boycotting this website. Who's with me?"
And then there were about fifty more posts from people who agree to join Spartacus here's boycott of the site.
I'm gonna kill all these fucks.
Went out with the Ghettofab Jessica and her posse last night. She made the utterly bizarre claims a) that I'm bitter and b) that she's the Mary and I'm the Rhoda.
Where do people get this shit, man?
Was going to offer to make her Raspberry Swirl in exchange for the name, but there were gay men present, and such talk tends to make them physically ill. Especially after downing $1 (or was it 1 penny?) pitchers of whatever domestic swill they were drinking last night.
Realize some people might be offended about being described on this site, but let's face it, what I write is so tangentially related to reality that I might as well be talking about fictional characters. F-I-C-T-I-O-N-A-L C-H-A-R-A-C-T-E-R-S. Am I. . . am I getting through to you at all here?
Before that, spent the better part of the evening at the local Screenz trying, and failing, to get the newly battery-powered laptop to recognize a wireless card and connect to their WIFI network. Maybe telling it, "Bitch, you betta rec'nize" wasn't the best possible approach.
Even tried under Linux -- gent who worked there was a part-time Penguinhead. No Joy Luck Club. On the plus side, they didn't charge me for the more than an hour spent in their company, since I never did manage to actually connect up.
Other PCMCIA cards are recognized without problems; this was the one they offer for rent for those of us without the new technology. Guess I can just try a different one. . .
Also found out from the cute girl working there -- dance major from Columbia -- that Urban Bush Women, the company I been looking for info on, and who I was wondering where they were and why they ain't touring. . . are in residence at Columbia, were last year, and will be this year.
Basically, I been scouring the Internet, and they was right down the street the whole fucking time.
There's probably a moral to this story, but since I was also downing that cheap domestic swill last night, I'm still too fuzzy-headed to figure it out.
Update: You know, they may have a point. I mean, a web site called Uppity-Negro.com? Who in God's name would read something like that?
|IE real version|
Would make that
iframe prettier, but probably should do some actual work this morning. . .
Update: Right, almost forgot.
"Uppity-Negro.com and his stupid alter ego Aaron Hawkins only work in small doses, if at all. He doesn't deserve his own website."
Didn't realize it was a question of deserve, but whatevah.
Have I used that enough that it constitutes a dumb-ass catch-phrase?
I'm too kind to pull info out of the cookie that stores your name, email and web site address, if you chose do save suchlike when you posted here as some point.
Ok, too lazy. Call it kindness as an act of kindness.