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Thursday, December 30, 2004
TAG board archive - December 2004

Everyone!  Into the pool!!
So ... why?  Well, I go through the TAG board periodically (or when asked) and delete entries.  Mainly I delete your entries because it reloads the page periodically or when you add a new entry for chatting and when it gets too large, it takes up bandwidth loading constantly.  My general rule was this: if you put an annoying little smilie emoticon on the TAG, that entry was the first to go when I cleaned house.

The second rule: if the entry was older.  But the second rule bummed me out because I hate to throw away memories, so, some entries were deemed to be classics and had to be preserved (like Hygelic reading my blog in the bathroom on his cell phone).

Then the first and second rules unfortunately clashed when it came to old school phreeks who might put an ascii emoticon at the end of their sentence, like Skennedy (et al).  These people were violating my first unstated rule through no fault of their own, and, because the programmers of the TAG board must have thought to themselves, "how handy-fucking-dandy would it be if we just translated every ascii emoticon to a different happy little yellow face?"  So, they dropped another few hits of Exstacy, patted each other on the back and went back to coding the TAG board.

So, whether it is a good thing or a bad thing -- I've decided to archive the TAG board here for all to see -- and still be able to delete older entries (and keep the TAG.html small) with a clear conscience.  I normally archive halfway through the month.

Read 2004 Archive:
[November][October][September][August][July][Prior to July 2004]

raejane » happyyyy newww yearr!!
Gloria » Happy New Year, J.
Lyly » Have a great New Year John. Thank you for making my blog world a better place.
Duke » must have this!!!! =Movies
Jagged » Sorry I'm late, but Happy Holidays! *spreads xmas cheer with a spatula*
CuriouslyMad » thanks for the compliment.
criedmeout » I followed the link on the Ninja's page. I'm glad I did. Great blog - expect another frequent visitor to it. *smiles*
CuriouslyMad » I just want you to come back to the tagboard, and don't say LJ!! shame.
Rita » Hey Jfz, How are you? Hope you've had a great Christmas.
J f Z » I appologize if you were waiting for me to update here, or other places, or help with your projects. I may dust off my L J acct for 2005.
J f Z » I've been magically locked out of my BD acct again. Someone is banning me.
Brandon Starr » Catcher and I often comment on each other's blogs. He's from India, and was nearly caught in the tsunamis! Read about it/send him your best at
wailfulrhyme » great read!
CuriouslyMad » glad you got it figured out
Lyly » blurble
J f Z » murble.
Anthony » <-=-=-= This blog featured on the HN News
Halcyon » merry christmas, have a good un
Lyly » good morning and Merry Christmas, John.
wailfulrhyme » Merry Christmas, JFZ!
Spanner » Merry Christmas John!
Spanner » Merry Christmas John!
CuriouslyMad » merry christmas!
Brandon Starr » Merry Xmas. Batten down the hatches for Santa Bot tonight! "Eat lead, Santa!"
Mr.Frodo » Look man thankyou for the words of wisdom on my comments. I thankyou from the bottom of my soul!
KellyK » Merry Christmas, Jf! *hugs*
raejane » merry christmas!!!!!!
Sinister Ninja » Merry Christmas, John!
Dennis » Again - Awesome! My experience - a humble "help!" ALWAYS brings the "miracle" - always!!! I wish to share your story with my friends - OK? Excellent writing, blessed sharing.
Lyly » back to read this entry again. will keep the message in mind.
Dennis » The best holiday story in a long time, JfZ. And the message, "Stop to 'see' where you ARE - and where you're going will become apparent - and available"- the key to my missing serenity!!!
ElvenSarah » Happy bright patch of sun day!
ralph » daan daan... merry christmas!
Lyly » btw that's my voice in the song.
Lyly » Happy Solstice back. It was bee-u-tiful day here in Austin, Dumb****istan.
Lyly » JfZ-THANK YOU for the compliment! I owe it all to the members of ink1. Been a while since anyone's said anything 'bout my song.
cap'n Jenkins » wow...nice blog, lol...and awesome pictures....keep up the good stuff *thumbs up*
CuriouslyMad » murble. ha ha.
J f Z » Thanks Lyly!
J f Z » I am humbled by your praise, Sinja.
Lyly » <--New entry on our new country name.
Lyly » Snow finger in air - priceless.
Sinister Ninja » Congratulate J f Z on his selection as a Battle Ready Favorite! This site kicks ass.
J f Z thinks aloud » <- serious post holiday topic with followup to SFRC Lugar's S.2514 (promised Sinja)
annette » WAH! Okay, try it again. Hi! JFZ!
J f Z » Hi Rae & Retro!
J f Z » Thanks, Wail & CM. I've corrected the linkage now.
CuriouslyMad » YO! check comments for my real bloggie address. You have me linked to someone else's blog. It's very disconcerting!
CuriouslyMad » I saw this- J f Z » I could wipe off the little ceramic christmas tree, take a digital photo of it and submit it to Curiously Mad. -and I'm waiting.
wailfulrhyme » by the way, you gave CM the wrong link.
wailfulrhyme » kathleen hanna rocks my socks!
wailfulrhyme » glad you featured le tigre. i've been a le tigre fan for years! their first two albums are way better than this one though, if you're just getting into them.
raejane » Hey you!
RetroSoul » Wow, cool blog!
J f Z » Is someone screwing around or is that fo' real, or fah real? LOL I'd delete it, but I'm laughing too hard right now.
Buzz » Wow, real porduct art? Not the low-fat porduct art that always ends up tasting like cardboard?
fahreal » my name fahri i have informathio about me. ihave porduct art you want give respont about this.thank you
Halcyon » kyrel black ventures further into teh otherlands
wailfulrhyme » *chuckle*
wailfulrhyme » thanks for that. my Canadian media's been providing me with negative American feedback of what we've been doing so that cheered me up greatly. it was greatly funny but now i want my free porn & candy
snarkychick. » i'm enjoying the reads on your blog... keep it up.
J f Z » Brandon, 'Leo Getz' was just the nickname we, or maybe just Mel, tagged the poor SOB with.
Cherry » nice blog
Brandon Starr » Interesting. "Whatever you want, Leo Getz." That's from the Lethal Weapon movies--Pesci's character's name and motto.
melicious (c) » Yea, he was the Libertarian nat'l campaign manager. he was a cool (ADHD) dude.
J f Z » Who was that Leo Getz guy, Mel? Was he Harry's national campaign manager?
J f Z » IMHO, it would have been way more fun if you had Harry sign the top of your breast that night, Mel. Heh.
melicious (c) » Anyone who has Leo Getz working for them is BALLSY Brandon! <nudges JfZ> I have a book signed by Harry Brown
Brandon Starr » Libertarians and Greens are paying to have Ohio Presidential ballots recounted. They're more ballsy than Kerry! (Proud Libertarian signing off...)
Saphfire Storm » Hey, I surfed here from Dukes. Hope you don't mind. This place is great...
J f Z thinks aloud » <-- Foo3's 'Stupid Humvee' photo
J f Z thinks aloud » <- Foo3's first-hand Humvee rant.
Lyly » ooo hi, I'm Jessica...Enjoying the Pleasure Club mix.
J f Z » *pets* ruse and Mikey. Yo Phases! Yes, deidre, I've I told CM many times her layouts are nice. Ariana: Yes, thanks for asking.
J f Z » Uh, okay, ZAP, what-ever. Happens all the time here.
ZAP » I hate people who can't even say who they really R when they hit Ur tag board.
ZAP » cool blog. I only hope that I can get mine to look this cool.
ruse » hi hi *tag pet*
jan » hello from Mikey
Phases » heya, yo.
princessdeirdre » Thank ya. Christine made my layout. She does good work!
Ariana » Hey there, hope you're all better now
J f Z » LOL, Sarah.
ElvenSarah » And when you are down with her I have some plumbing that needs to be addressed.
wailfulrhyme » but thanks anyways. hehe.
wailfulrhyme » *throws the macaroni at you and wipes self with towel* i have food now! yay!
Duke » So many of us geeks in one place? This can't be good...heh
J f Z » The collective should be so fucking lucky. Sorry, a momentary flash of self-esteen there.
ElvenSarah » We are the borg. Lower your firewall and prepare to be plagerized. Your quotes, links, and unique humour will be added to the collective.
J f Z » Hey, Duke! Bite my shiney metal ass while I email you.
Duke » I just saw yer comment below there about who'd wanna be named Duke....bite me...heh
J f Z » Hi Sarah. I see you're using the magic feline word of boredom.
ElvenSarah » murble
J f Z » <- Zen Apathy, E.
E » you have all these different religions here... I was just wondering which one you follow...
J f Z thinks aloud » Also on DVD
J f Z thinks aloud » <- Now on DVD
Helleena » ok I guess U are still pissed off at me. Sorry I guess I will talk to U later
Brandon Starr » So that explains Duke's ramblings about the microchip the Feds implanted in his brain and why he is now working on a car that runs on salt water.
J f Z » I catch up when the HypnoToad isn't looking. Lately, it's been alot better around the Imajica.
Lyly » not if i didn't have to. i'm trying to get away with 4-5 hours a night but it's murder.
J f Z thinks aloud » Would you sleep, Lyly?
J f Z thinks aloud » Who would want to be named 'Duke'?
J f Z » <- Here, redrobot
G-Sus » Haha... I'm a parody blog.. Thanks for the listing By the way, your picture in the banner sorta reminds me of the title character from the Soldier of Fortune computer game.
Duke » you all know how I am so it should be fairly simple to discern whether or not it's me
Duke » it would appear that someone has been posting elsewhere using my name...please let me know if you see comments that appear to not be me
Lyly » Hey John. Do you ever sleep?
redrobot77 » still waiting for those coordinates
J f Z » You're not a jerk, wail. *pet-pet* You just have an opinion, and that's okay. I just wanted to point out that those pix were all taken by regular people.
wailfulrhyme » heh... *shrugs* i guess that's pretty good for a british teenager.
wailfulrhyme » i wasn't looking for an apology... now i feel like a jerk.
Helleena » Hey I need to talk to you about my other blog when will be a good time? call me and let me know please!
iqbalrofiq » Thanks again for listing my blog. English is not my mother tongue, though. Hopefully my writings do not sound too odd...
J f Z » It's my fault, wail. I was looking for another S-word, and I didn't want to link to a bloody, casualty shot. The photo is just by a british teenager.
wailfulrhyme » i don't really like the sorrow picture. sure it has meaning, but it's so clichéd. the artist's description of it is almost word for word to the book the cage. i guess i can't enjoy art when i'm bitter
J f Z thinks aloud » <- Norwegian Knitting Ladies. Maybe this should be the next list o' blogs.
Helleena » Hey what would you say if I wanted to get my other blog up and running again? Do you think that you could help me with it?
Duke » heh, yea, I saw the new poll...I commented on their theft...ROFL
wailfulrhyme » jag-girl*
wailfulrhyme » bang. didn't know you knew the jay-girl. (jagged) hehe.
melicious (c) » Your line is busy... its almost noon on Friday!!!!!! Me need to mainline some JfZ
Kristi » OMG has it been that long since I've been here? I'm not even on this list anymore. WAH!
iqbalrofiq » Thanks for visiting my blog. As for your own blog, wow, it's amazing...
~justme~ »
J f Z thinks aloud » <= Add this to the 'Duh' bookmarks
Myisha » Good to hear from u too..I had to get a new computer that's why i haven't been online in a while...
Duke » my phone back on
Jagged » Well, gee...I wouldn't mind the aromatherapy salespersons, and I think that most of the ritual ax-murderers are already my minions, so maybe I'll join the list!
keesai » nice site....
Rita » Hi JfZ, Thanks for the tip. I just had to go look. Kinda neat to be listed on the poll page.
wailfulrhyme » personally, i was a little more maddened with Americans than I originally was. to think that we depend on them. oh well. there's always gonna be a grudge between countries, i think.
wailfulrhyme » caught the national last night... caught nothing of royal canadian air farce, thank-god. hehe... but it was good reporting. what did you think of it?
meis » nice, i'm liking the colours
ynanna »

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[Headphones] :: BaD DoG Karaoke v1.0 - JfZ

Tuesday, December 28, 2004
Evil Thumbnails v1.03

Click for more Evil Thumbnails
Welcome to my Evil Thumbnails page.

Millions of people store billions of images on the internet.  You can never tell what the image really is from its filename.

I thought I'd take it a step further. I'll even let you see a part of the image.

See if you can guess what the image really is.

Click on the Evil Thumbnail to view the entire image.
011 Every holiday season has some of the good, the bad, and the ugly.  You decide.
012 How Christmas Grinches are spawned.  It's not the green couch.
013 It seems that U.S. President Bush is the only one to get away with a so-called working vacation.
014 If even plastic holiday images and symbols are this traumatic, I think we can safely assume some long hours on the therapist couch for this one, later in life.
015 Before you click on this one, see if you can guess which Blogdriver was playing Santa this year.  Look very closely.

[Headphones] :: Evil Stevie: Activate! - JfZ

Sunday, December 26, 2004
Betamale: Blogdriver in Iraq

 unless you can mail some luckies.

I know some of you vampire gophers never even glimpse the sun unless you accidently step into the sole shaft of troublesome daylight streaming through your parent's only uncovered basement window.  Tell me I'm wrong.  I'm thinking each one of you has a few MP3s to spare in order to compile a burnable CDs-worth of tuneage for betamale.  Like other military bloggers, he is a blogdriver with his boots on the ground, right now, in Iraq.

A few of us here on blogdrive are hoping others will want to help support the troops overseas enough to send a care package.  Read what betamale would enjoy receiving.  Besides cigarettes, magazines and music CDs are pretty easy for all of us to get our hands on, so why not wrap one up, and mail it.

If you live in the U.S, mailing a care package to betamale is simple and inexpensive.  Read the U.S. Postal Service FAQ, if you need some instructions or have questions.

If you don't live in the U.S. but would still like to support a fellow blogdriver, you can still help out immensely.  Put a little link on your blog somewhere pointing back to this permalink to help spread the word.  I'll be updating this entry as more details and methods become available.

Here are the first little set of banners you can copy and save to use on your blog or website.  Other people are also working on banners, too.  I'll display or link you to them when they are available.

125x125_betamale_cd 125x125_betamale_camo1 120x60_mags4marines02

You should know by now not to hotlink graphics.  It can lead to embarassment.  Simply save the one image you want to use on your blog to your own PC and then host the file where you normally host images on your blog or website.

Here's the deal. I thought why not start with one marine. If we all can make sending him some small care packages from us a reality and a success, then maybe we can expand it to other military service members serving in Iraq.  I'm sure betamale is going to share anything he receives with his fellow marines in his unit should the response become overwhelming.

This is a group effort.  If you want to help and participate in it, simply leave a comment below.

[Headphones] :: BaD DoG Karaoke v1.0 - JfZ

Friday, December 24, 2004
Happy Holidays

 Atom Films
 Polar Lust
 White Trash Christmas
What do you think sucks more -- a disfunctional family of hurricanes that repeatedly craps on Florida or one poorly timed storm that blows through the country before the holidays and freezes everyone in space and time like Arnold Schwarzenegger in a Batman film?

I can't decide.  I don't know about that, but I do know this.  It's an appropriate time to try and make you forget all that and giggle for five minutes.

Even if you have a frozen dialup modem connection to the internet, it may be still be worth it for you to check out the following little flash animations on the Macromedia Atom Films site.  I mean, you know, if you have the time in between that second piece of pie and the lazy-boy-chair nap you're about to take.

These short animations may turn the tide of your grumpy attitude after you stare at the overflowing sink of holiday dinner dishes that you'll inevitably have to wash sometime before the New Year.

Because I'm a Sci-FI geek extraordinaire, I chose the Snowman to get you started.  It's about 5 minutes long.  Since I don't want to be a spoiler, I'm not going to describe every one of these flash files too much.  I've linked you to their pages.  There are descriptions there.

The second one is called Twisted. It's a little bit like Itchy and Scratchy from the Simpsons, so there's your forewarning.  If you subsequently toss your christmas cookies all over your carefully decorated tree, don't come back and complain to me.

For you hepcats, I'd like to showcase Polar Lust.  It's a little existential and has an original cool jazz saxaphone audio for those of you stuck in the frozen big cities of the blue states.

For those of you stuck in the red states of the U.S, like me, I give you the White Trash Christmas.  Please don't send me any hate email for exposing you to country music or a parody of a beer-guzzling baby Jesus.  If you pay attention to the start of this animation, you might catch a glimpse of me standing next to the trailer home with the satellite dish.

In addition to this last holiday flash ani,  I'd like to direct your attention to the creators' site at Bob Rivers, where you can also check out a few other funny holiday animations, like Osama got run over by a reindeer and the Twisted Chipmuck Song holiday animation.

Since this is the time of year to look back and be thankful, I would like to thank Helpee and CBG for striving to make blogdrive a place that maintained my own sanity over the last troubling year and also the following people for making me realize that I'm not as friggin' crazy as you all apparently really are:

Brandon Starr
Curiously Mad
Dr. God
Mr. Frodo
Vampire Don

So, if you aren't listed above, I obviously don't like you.  Nah!  I'd also like to thank: Hygelic, without whom Thunderstorms would not be possible at all.  Pandora, Tazz, Dennis, Jan and Mikey, Danny and Rita, Marge and Frank, Marilla, Kathy, and especially my brother, Robert, and his family.  Robert's involvement in my life has given me hope and promise for a good new year.

And I should also thank all the little people, or at least all the little voices in my head. Thanks, everyone!  I hope your upcoming New Year is the pinnacle of your lives.

Tuesday, December 21, 2004
A warm patch of sunlight during the shortest day

Evil Stevie Activate!
I should have bought a lottery ticket tonight.  That's how lucky I feel right now.

I spent most of the afternoon trying to get a ride up to the corner stripmall during business hours since there aren't sidewalks on the route from where I live to that corner.  My handy-fucking-dandy electric chair doesn't do lawn or sand.  It's two-wheel drive, not four-wheel drive.  I had absolutely no luck in getting a ride from anyone.  I was little frustrated because it is only about a mile away.  So close, yet so far.  Apparently, I could have made it into a friggin' geo-synchronous satellite orbit easier than make it up to the corner.

I returned home and sulked for a little while.  I plugged the chair in the wall socket to re-charge it.  I took a cold shower.  It wasn't a me-so-horny cold shower -- my water heater has been screwed up for a long time.

I survived my cold shower.  While I was combing my wet hair, I glared at myself in the medicine cabinet mirror.  I mulled over the immediate odds of procuring a ride to a local barber shop versus another desperate, self-mutilating, office-scissors-and-beard-trimmer attempt at some self-esteem.  Neither option seemed very good, so I left my image in the mirror to scowl at itself.

I know you don't want to hear that I think it's cold outside because I live in Florida.  Whatever.  I decided to hang out for a few minutes again on the main blogdrive tag board while my hair completely dried and the charge on my chair topped itself off.  Was it a coincidence that after glaring at myself in the mirror, the first thing I read was that several people were chatting about haircuts on the tag board?

After just enough grumpy time on the main tag board to say enough snarky things, piss someone off and make a new non-fan of me, I decided to head out again since I was out of cigarettes.  Maybe I could find someone in the neighborhood before they all sat down to chill out and eat dinner.  Maybe.

My second venture out into the 'hood to scooter about aimlessly, with the nicotine craving raging in me as motivation, was when everything fell into place in a very rapid succession of coincidences that make me what to read Celestine Prophecy a second time.

I scootered to the one corner in the neighborhood.  The sun was hanging low in the clear sky.  It cast a little patch of sunlight among all the shadows on the street through the canopy of live oak trees overhead.  I stopped the chair in its small but noticeable pool of heat, squinted at the setting sun, and languished in its warmth for several minutes like a cat.

One of the concepts in Celestine Prophecy basically says there are no coincidences.  Another, as well as I can remember, is a little more Zen.  It basically says that once we become more acutely aware of the moment and our surroundings, the world gives us all clues to even the most seemingly insignificant points of decision.

I turned the chair to the right.  As I was heading along the fairly long street, I noticed two figures next to each other in the distance.  This really isn't unusual.  People walk around in pairs all the time -- morning, noon, and night.  What became odd is what I noticed as I closed the distance toward the pair.  They weren't walking.  They were simply standing there and looking off into the eastern sky behind me.

My cat used to do that and it always unnerved me.  It would stare at some imaginary thing above my head and a little to one side or the other.  It would do this as if I should be aware of something dreadful behind me.  These two people were doing that.  Murble!

Simply because I couldn't help myself, I looked above and behind me as I noticed that my approach didn't distract these two people from intently staring off into the sky.  I was close enough to realize that they were too older women, rather than just two indescriminant figures, right about the time I nearly ran the scooter off onto a lawn from driving in it one direction and trying to look in the opposite direction behind me.

My near miss accident or Evil Stevie chair-driving must have jostled their gawking at imaginary objects in the sky.  Even though they were strangers to me, likely just two retirees wintering in Florida, I had to stop and strike up a conversation with them.

As you might imagine the first thing out of my mouth, after a disarming smile and hello was, "What are you two staring at?"

It turns out they were looking toward the eastern sky above the tree line to try to get a glimpse of a rocket launching from Cape Canaveral.  I don't blame them.  It can be quite an awesome sight.  For some reason, I spent ten or fifteen minutes chatting with them.

After saying the obligatory, "Nice meeting you," I continued on to hit one of the several public bathrooms scattered around because the evening chill had grabbed me.  As I scootered back out onto the street again, another older woman who works in the mail room stopped her car next to me.

She told me a package had arrived for me.  Well, now.  I actually had a destination for my evening journey, suddenly.  I continued on for another thirty seconds and another car stopped next to me.  It was the woman who promised to stop by my house and cut my hair about a month earlier.

Appologies accepted. Hopefully, I now might get my long-awaited haircut tomorrow.  It's been over a year since I was able to get my hair cut by someone who knows what the hell they're doing.  Cutting one's own hair should be avoided, trust me.  You don't know how absolutely manic I suddenly felt after that little coincidence of crossing paths with her on her way home.  That was totally unexpected.

So, I scootered up to get my package and another stranger held the door to the front office open for me.  After thanking him, he talked to me for a few minutes and suddenly I had a ride to the store.  Could it get any better?

Well, yes.  After the quick trip to the store, I had to scooter back home in the dark.  I almost got to my door when the last coincidence occurred.  The neighbor across the street from me, who I do know, happened to be on the street.  She typically walks around in the evening, usually with her longtime friend.  I had only spoken with her for about thirty seconds when a golf cart with it headlights on suddenly pulled up next to the both of us.

The woman inside obviously knew my neighbor.  She asked loudly, "Do you know anyone that could use a water heater?"

Now, I realize that if you've read this far, you may be dismissive of my trivial concerns.  To an average person, what is the worth of a water heater, or a having your hair cut, or a cigarette when you want one?  I won't bore your intelligence with the admonition that it means a great deal and everything is relative to those things you have compared to those things which you desire.

I need not cite or point out that the majority of the people living on our planet survive on less than two dollars a day according to the last United Nations Development Program report.  You know to be thankful for what you have -- especially during this holiday season when your house smells of holiday foods and the sound of little children might be heard giggling anxiously in anticipation of holiday presents.

For you other people, like me, who may be spending the holiday season alone or just planning on simply eating a holiday tuna fish sandwich with some ramen noodles, I do have a moral to this rare type of introspective or personal blog entry on Thunderstorms in the Imajica.

Had I not stopped to enjoy the simple warmth of a patch of sunlight during the shortest day of the year, the chain of events that proceeded afterward would likely never have happened.  Enjoy being alive.

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