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8/18/2008
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Total Wellness-Pasta Fagioli $1.70
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8/17/2008
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jesus...
Dolores Aguilar
1929 - Aug. 7, 2008
Dolores Aguilar, born in 1929 in New Mexico, left us on August 7, 2008. She will be met in the afterlife by her husband, Raymond, her son, Paul Jr., and daughter, Ruby.
She is survived by her daughters Marietta, Mitzi, Stella, Beatrice, Virginia and Ramona, and son Billy; grandchildren, Donnelle, Joe, Mitzie, Maria, Mario, Marty, Tynette, Tania, Leta, Alexandria, Tommy, Billy, Mathew, Raymond, Kenny, Javier, Lisa, Ashlie and Michael; great-grandchildren, Brendan, Joseph, Karissa, Jacob, Delaney, Shawn, Cienna, Bailey, Christian, Andre Jr., Andrea, Keith, Saeed, Nujaymah, Salma, Merissa, Emily, Jayci, Isabella, Samantha and Emily. I apologize if I missed anyone.
Dolores had no hobbies, made no contribution to society and rarely shared a kind word or deed in her life. I speak for the majority of her family when I say her presence will not be missed by many, very few tears will be shed and there will be no lamenting over her passing.
Her family will remember Dolores and amongst ourselves we will remember her in our own way, which were mostly sad and troubling times throughout the years. We may have some fond memories of her and perhaps we will think of those times too. But I truly believe at the end of the day ALL of us will really only miss what we never had, a good and kind mother, grandmother and great-grandmother. I hope she is finally at peace with herself. As for the rest of us left behind, I hope this is the beginning of a time of healing and learning to be a family again.
There will be no service, no prayers and no closure for the family she spent a lifetime tearing apart. We cannot come together in the end to see to it that her grandchildren and great-grandchildren can say their goodbyes. So I say here for all of us, GOOD BYE, MOM.
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8/15/2008
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Cooking is the ultimate geek hobby. After all, it's all just compiling food from source.
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8/13/2008
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Woot! descriptions FTW...
“Hold your noise!” cried a terrible voice. I could scarcely breathe as his cold fingers wrapped about my cheek, his tiny knife pressed against my innocent throat. It seemed a foolish thing but I dared not laugh. On his leg a great iron told me that he was a prisoner, and that the value of my life would be less dear than his safety.
“M’boy,” he mumbled into my ear. “An’ wha’ ha’ y’got f’ ol’ Apostrophin’ Jack?”
“Oh, sir!” I begged. “I have only a Sony Vaio All-in-One Desktop PC w/ Intel 1.7GHz Dual Core and 19” LCD! Please, sir, my family can afford no iMac!”
Jack laughed a terrible laugh, a laugh that was full of blood and murder and yet, somehow, a bit too short. He took hold of my ear and looked me in the eye not a nose away from my throat.
“I’ ‘at th’ on’ ‘at go’a-”
“You mean the 1.73GHz Intel Pentium dual-core processor T2080 with 533MHz front side bus and 1MB L2 cache? Oh, yes, sir, it does indeed! And a 19” WSXGA+ display capable of 1680×1050 resolution with XBRITE-HiColor Technology besides!”
Jack looked at me curiously. “How’d y’do ‘at?”
“Do what, Jack?”
“Tha’ plussy thing y’did. How’d y’do tha’?”
Perhaps I should have run, then, while he was distracted. But I was gripped by fear. A fear that held my boots the way a fat man holds a Power Girl doll.
“I… I don’t know, Jack. But there’s a built-in camera and microphone as well, Jack. And a NVIDIA GeForce Go 7400 with 399mb of shared memory with ATSC and NTSC TV tuner support. And a remote and a wireless mouse and keyboard and… and… well, you could do it all, Jack!”
“An’ th’ burna’?” The oily convict crouched to breath in my face. I swallowed hard.
“A DVD±R DL/DVD±RW/DVD-RAM optical drive.” Jack grabbed my lapels and threw me to the hard cold ground.
“Y’did it again, lad! That plussy thing! How’d y’do that, damn y’eyes? Tell me how y’do that!”
Jack was beside himself with rage, forgetting to apostrophe his words. In the distance, I heard the faint bark of dogs. Jack did too. He looked me in the eyes and put a finger to his lips and melted into the foggy night. I lay there for some time, my trousers covered in mud, my heart racing. Finally I took up my Sony Vaio All-in-One Desktop PC w/ Intel 1.7GHz Dual Core and 19” LCD and continued on my way.
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8/12/2008
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Programmer - an organism that turns coffee into software. ~Author Unknown
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8/8/2008
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2 in the curtain, 1 for the hurtin'
2 in the fun, 1 in the bun
2 going down, 1 in the brown
2 in the Red, 1 in the Shed(if that time of the month)
2 in the slit, 1 in the *****
2 for the taco, 1 for her Paco
2 in the door, 1 on the floor
2 in the door, 1 in the gore
2 for the friend, 1 in the end
2 in the *****, 1 in the runt
2 for the meat, 1 in her seat
2 in the flap, 1 in the crap
2 in the gear, 1 in the rear
2 for the pumper, 1 for the dumper
2 for the tube, 1 with some lube
2 in the *****, 1 in the grunt
2 in the sock, 1 for the shock
2 in the junk, 1 in the trunk
2 in the girl, 1 in the swirl
2 in the cootie, 1 in the booty
2 in the porn, 1 for the corn
2 in the pink slot, 1 in the stink pot
2 in the juice, 1 in the caboose
2 from the hand, 1 for the gland
2 in the chute, 1 in the poot
2 for her, 1 for me!! Gross!!
2 in the pocket, 1 in the chocolate
2 for the Kitty, 1 in the *****
2 for the team, 1 in the steam
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8/6/2008
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Bears... Beets... Battlestar Galactica.
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8/4/2008
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i'd rather kill myself than work on the kbd5000 any longer :)
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8/4/2008
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i liek poptards
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8/1/2008
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8/1/2008
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(01:20:03 PM) g-bad: does it seem like everyone is gone?
(01:33:45 PM) blackey: my team (the team that works) is here
(01:33:59 PM) g-bad: you are gay
(01:48:49 PM) blackey: you are alone
(01:49:03 PM) g-bad: still gay
(01:49:20 PM) blackey: im tired of your constant badgering
(01:49:31 PM) g-bad: right...i'm the annoying one
(01:49:52 PM) blackey: indeed
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7/31/2008
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7/30/2008
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7/29/2008
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I LIEK POPTARTS
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7/17/2008
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Rabidplaybunny87: Okay, so my neighbors officially hate me
GarbageStan23: why?
Rabidplaybunny87: Well, me, david and andrew were having a bonfire in the backyard, and we were making s'mores and all... and suddenly we here sirens, and see a firetruck turn into the street in front of us.
Rabidplaybunny87: So we all went running to see what was up, and our neigbor's house was on fire!
GarbageStan23: oh shit!
Rabidplaybunny87: Yeah, and when we got there, the wife was crying into her husbands arms, and we were just kinda standing there, and then she saw us, and then like for 10 seconds, gave us the dirtiest look ever
Rabidplaybunny87: Turns out, we were still holding our sticks with marshmallows on it, watching the fire....
Rabidplaybunny87: talk about bad timing...
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