Showing posts with label #mebeingadepressedcock. Show all posts
Showing posts with label #mebeingadepressedcock. Show all posts

Friday, July 20, 2012

MKMOT (July 20, 2012)

These are dark days. Do I have to give you a topic?

MMA is a sport. I cannot even believe it's a debate. Dis-cuss???

This balog needs a standing eight. Your apathy is a powerful Affliction. Only you can cure it. It's open.


Tuesday, April 17, 2012

Change is Scary

Full Disclosure: I have no idea what I'm going to write.

I am under the weather, on weapons grade doses of Nyquil, and still a little jet lagged, so you can safely assume that I am about as coherent as I usually am, and this is probably as good a time as any for me to share my entirely subjective response to the news that we're getting some sort of new commenting system that we all have known would be coming for like 8 months now.

On the one hand, it sounds like it has exciting potential.  More focused discussions, more interactions with the editors, a chance to do something other than just make tired predictable Holocaust jokes (yes, Bobby Big Wheel, I'm a huge fan, but that joke was about as fresh as Kirstie Alley's sports bra).  This can be a real chance for us to break out of the always-innacurate frat boy mold we've been cast in and show that we can be funny, insightful and intelligent, just like we've always done anyway.  Plus, the chance to interact directly with Dr. Timothy Burke, Ph. D., M.F.A., L.S.D., P.D.Q is going to do wonders for my screencappin' ability around this place.

On the other hand, fuck.

Still, there are a lot of pros here.

On the other hand, fuck.

Yeah, but we always complain whenever there is any change, and it always ends up being okay.  Remember how we were never going to comment after the redesign, and then MBA came along, and then things were better than ever.

Sure, but in fairness, fuck.

I guess where I'm coming out here is fuck.  I got a star on my first approved comment and it made me into a better commenter.  I immediately felt like I had a stake in the place, and I had something to lose if I slipped up even once.  I think that was good.  I don't think that would have happened if I hadn't gotten that star.  Maybe I wouldn't have even stuck around.

Is that it?  Is that what you want, Tommy?  Why could't you just tell me?  Why did you have to bring down Raysism, too?  Beautiful, beautiful Raysism!

Anyway... fuck, amirite?

Monday, March 12, 2012

IMG's Current Mental State



Well, this balog has succeeded in producing unanimity on one point: IMG sucks.  Even my anonymous co-editor(s) have joined in, which is sweet.  Whether you are Hatey McLife, Same Sad Echo, Sean Newell, or Phintastic - and, when you get down to it, who isn't? - you probably agree that (a) I am a giant wuss, and (b) I have no idea how to run a blog (hell, I can't even spell it properly).

For now, open commenting is back.  But I genuinely am wrestling with what I should do with this place.  It started out as a gag.  As I've said many times, I had no aspirations of it continuing beyond the first night, but you bastards are even more pathetic than I am and kept showing up as long as I posted literally anything.

I've got lots of stuff that's sat in the queue while I've been busy.  I'll start rolling it out tomorrow night, which is perfect, because that's around the same time the coroners will be rolling out my bullet-riddled corpse.

Cheers!