Geez.

Hey, w’ev man. Being dishonest with others don’t preclude being dishonest with yourself.

That’s something most women never really have to understand

Please stop with your oddball issues with women.

If a member of the opposite sex speaks to you for more than 5 minutes without an apparent reason, they are interested in you. I don’t really understand being so shy you fuck yourself over, but I’m not going to pretend the girls involved don’t know what’s going and and don’t milk it for all it’s worth.

Ahh the Nice Guy™ thing. Where the object of your adoration is so vitally important to you – where you worship her so much – that you must be deceitful and dishonest about your intentions. Very Nice™ indeed.

I suspect that Knob-loh doesn’t have the “surrounded by Nice Guys” problem. I suspect that Sarah’s real issue is that the tiny sliver of the college-aged men she sees as not sub-human parasites are Young Republicans. And like most conservatives, she’s all for the party line until she’s the victim (see this post at alicublog) so she’s all happy with chauvinist guys acting like chauvinist guys – until they start treating her the way chauvinist guys treat all women.

That plus she’s a total bitch and her tits are too small.

*getting Soapy brain Scrub*

Scrub, rinse….repeat.

To me parent sex is in some sense reassuring … it means when I get to be old and grizzly, I can still be getting it on.

What is the worst is parent no sex. Mom … when Dad was saying that, even though his blood sugar was too high, he was still healthy, I did not need to hear you respond to that by bringing up his problems with getting it up.

Actually she looks kinda cute. I suspect she’s a Nice Gal(TM) who always complains to her male friends who are really Nice Guys(TM) about how every man she meets is either gay or an asshole. I’d betcha any number of those Nice Guys(TM) would be happy to get down and dirty with Miss Sarah (indeed they feel entitled to it since they are so “nice” and all … and “why do those assholes get all the nookie and nice guys don’t?”) but Miss Sarah is so busy in her pity party that she doesn’t notice all those Nice Guys(TM) angling to get in her pants.

Of course, every time the Nice Guys(TM) hear Miss Sarah complain about how all the menz she meets are either gay or assholes, they think “but what about me … am I not a manly man?” and a little part of their soul dies and meanwhile they build up this huge sense of resentment and entitlement that makes them even less likely to ever appear on Miss Sarah’s radar as actual male-sex-types and hence the Nice Guy(TM) cycle continues and builds.

I’m so glad I graduated and finally found a life partner.

Why the double standard? Just asking, as they say.

A double standard between your ignorance and your insecurity?

Good question.

Gee.

Thanks.

*reaching for bottle of Soapy Brain Scrub*

Joe, you missed the point of the book, then.

If the brain was destroyed, the corpse would not reanimate.

But if the brain was not destroyed, the virus would take over the brain parasitically and reanimate the corpse. It may not be able to move, but if it had even one limb for motion, it could, and was therefore a danger, because zombies do not tire.

I don’t know that Brooks explicitly stated this, but I believe he intended the virus have evolved a mechanism whereby it would not allow a zombie to eat brains, thus ensuring the spread of the virus.

…OMG I have it now! Parents marrying each other is destroying traditional marriage! Parents marrying each other *is* traditional marriage! Traditional marriage is destroying itself! Somebody must go back in time and stop traditional marriage before it has a chance to set the world on this madcap, upside down, dash for disaster that it already has!

Somebody = white, male, late 20′s – early 40′s, has face recognition but not too over exposed.

I go to bed hoping that I never wake up, but I always do.

Give it time.

Actually, if you enjoy striking up conversations with random folks, nothin’ like a recumbent (bike OR trike) to do it. People get curious about the funny-looking things. (Also, the hardcore bicyclists of Davis, CA seem pretty amiable about recumbents.)

Then it’s not working.

When cyclecars were very popular in the early 20th century they knew better.

Indeed.

At the end of the day I eat fancy foreign food that tastes like cardboard because there is no God. I go to bed hoping that I never wake up, but I always do.

Liberals are gnostics. They hate the world. This is inevitable if you are an atheist. I mean, if God doesn’t exist, then in the final analysis this world is pointless and meaningless. You work, suffer and die – and that’s it. It sucks. You hate it. You hate your life.

Me and all my anarcho-gnostic-atheisticological buddies hate the world and hate our lives and hate each other and hate the enjoyment we get from all our vile, rancid, reeking hate.

Hisssss.

Liberals are allowed to believe whatever they want, no matter how strongly I disagree, but when I want to believe something, they don’t even have to agree with me! Buy my book.

Palin, corrected:
http://www.vanityfair.com/politics/features/2009/07/palin-speech-edit-200907?currentPage=1

You’re also right about the single rear wheel. That’s what’s been wrong with most of the 3-wheeled cars people have tried to sell in the last 40 years: they put the single wheel at the wrong end and you can tip them over by breathing on them. When cyclecars were very popular in the early 20th century they knew better.