I’m on the phone with the IRS to ask some questions about my corporate tax, and after navigating the various voice-mail menus, I was put on the line with some guy who introduced himself like this:
Wow, Mr. Monopoly. What a name for an IRS guy.
Sometimes funny, sometimes thoughtful, always a good time
I’m on the phone with the IRS to ask some questions about my corporate tax, and after navigating the various voice-mail menus, I was put on the line with some guy who introduced himself like this:
Wow, Mr. Monopoly. What a name for an IRS guy.
Today’s recipe for riches:
1) Sneak into a bartender contest at a local TGI Friday’s restaurant.
2) Have your 18-year-old friend buy you drinks, since of course you’re underage.
3) Continue drinking until your blood-alcohol level is 0.238% (three times the legal limit).
4) Pass out in the parking lot, shattering your teeth.
And, wait for it…
5) Sue TGI Friday’s for $200,000 because they were “negligent” selling beer to your friend.
Tyler Bauer of New Market, Maryland is doing just this. Because, as we all know in America these days, nothing is ever your fault, it’s the fault of someone else… hopefully someone with lots of cash.
Here’s a classic Bloom County cartoon from twenty years ago:

Big news today in the world of atomic physics: scientists believe they have proof that neutrinos have mass.
This may not seem like big news, but it shakes the Standard Model– the theories that describe all of atomic physics– to its core. I’m particularly interested because I’ve always been fascinated by the two extremes of physics: the very small (atomic physics) and the very large (astrophysics). This is a staggering change that will have profound implications for both.
There are those who say mankind has pretty much “discovered everything” and that studying things like subatomic interactions is a waste of time. To those people, I say THHHHPBT!

Not that I have anything against marketing… but this is just plain funny.

“Idleness is not doing nothing. Idleness is being free to do anything.”
— Floyd Dell

Zack was excited to get the mail today because there was a little remote-control key. Wrapped around it was a big red flyer advertising a sale at some local Ford dealership. Note the big text:
So apparently you go to the dealership this weekend and walk around the lot pressing your key, hoping it works. But wait, there’s some small print at the bottom of the flyer:
Nice. You have to love fine print. In other words, if my remote unlocks the truck I might own it…

Dirk’s expecting his fourth. Yikes.

Seen on a Linux newsgroup to which I subscribe:
Sad but true. Linux is amazing, does everything I need, I love using it, and I love the principle of it. But it can be a bulldozer.
“I do not feel obliged to believe that the same God who has endowed us with sense, reason, and intellect has intended us to forgo their use.”
— Galileo Galilei
“Sure there are dishonest men in local government. But there are dishonest men in national government too.”
— Richard Nixon