What he wrote was essentially a deranged rant in which he shows his hatred and anger, mostly at the government.  The thing is, he doesn’t really clarify where he stands.  He obviously doesn’t like government spending, he feels like the middle class is shat upon (which is probably true), he thinks healthcare is terrible, he doesn’t have any retirement funds.. etc. The thing is, he seems to think he is a communist, yet he is talking about how the lower class is so shat upon by the government… but it’s pretty much the worst in communism. you can’t bring the lower class up so the only option is to kill them.

Anyways… enough about that.  All that to say, he was obviously very troubled, it’s sad that he felt so strongly that he had to take his hatred out on normal people like himself who were just trying to make some money.  He must have felt like “V,” nobly blowing himself up to send a message to the mindless zombies of the world, yet in killing himself and writing his diatribe he really just said one thing: “i am an idiot.” C’mon Joe… you really think the government is the source of all your problems?  Really?  It’s easy to blame someone else for your misfortune, but it’s time people just realize it is your OWN DAMN FAULT. That is all.

I can’t help but feel bad for the man, but anyone who takes out their own pain on the innocent deserves to rot.

-The Mullet

To be fair, it was nothing you did… (you really haven’t done that much, actually, so I suppose it’s partially the nothing you’ve done).  Really, it is the fact that you seem to have cursed my life to the point where any computer I use will die (of course the logical thing to do is blame you).  For example, I got my first laptop and it ran smoothly and well.  I kept it clean and nice but one day unexpectedly it died.  By that time it was two years old, so I mourned its passing yet knew it was its time.  But then I got a new laptop.  A young, smaller, sleeker version of my last laptop.  I decided to go for an ultraportable lappy, much to my chagrin, however, this ended in the way most things in my life seem to end, too quickly.  A burst of light and baboom, the little tyke of a compy would no longer boot up (last time I get a GD Asus….)  So there I was… pondering… thinking… mulling it over… when it hit me.  I’d only had the computer for 20 days.  Hey… I could get a refund off of Amazon.com.  Score.  Yahtzee.  Mauzeltauff (correct spelling is for nazis.)

So I’ve sent my little lone lappy to amazon.com so I can hopefully get a full refund for the POS netbook they sent me.  I’m not bitter… Actually, I’m pretty happy, because their customer service was pretty darn good and polite.  I’ll be content with 85%… but hopefully i get more.

All this to say, I no longer have ready access to a computer, and, quite frankly, computers are overrated anyways.  I’d much rather be doing something with my life… like… exercising (lol) (ya right) (rofl).  Basically I’ve decided that with my current track record with computers (literally every single one I touch turns to proverbial dust), it would probably be in my best interest to stop throwing money into them.  Electronics are fickle, and they are pretty much the worst investments ever as far as depreciation of value goes.  So (because I’m really money conscious right now), I’ve decided to instead by (lol this is where i actually wrote “by” instead of “buy”… oh the irony) a PS3… that way It will be impervious to my electrokillosis.

Perhaps I’ll find a way to get back on here every once in a blue moon… I’m sorry babe… you’ve been my best online experience yet (apart from the first time I saw the numa numa guy…)  It saddens me that we have to end like this… I’ll be back… R.inc will go on.

Sad. Too bad I don’t have more inspiration or creativity right now… I just got off work.

The End.

TIS THE SEASON TO BE MERRRRRRYYYYYYY CHRISTMASING!!  HO HO HO!!!

-santa

I went to school in a small one room schoolhouse for the first six years of my elementary education.  Yes.  A one room schoolhouse. No, there are barely any of them left anymore.  Am I special?  Well I can’t say, but heck yes. I was actually in The New York Times (whoopty doo right?), which for me… was a pretty special moment.  To clarify, the New York Times didn’t really write about me specifically, but if I could find the article (ya, that’s impossible) I do have a cameo appearance which is pretty amazing.

I miss that school though.  Saying that I went to a one room schoolhouse for elementary education makes me seem really old.  All I need to say next is that I rode my horse to school everyday or something… that would really date me (I only rode horse to school one time… and that was just for fun).  I’m not very old.

Today the school boasts a booming populi of 6 young squires, beemishly ready to learn and explore the great realms of science, philosophy, maths, and everything else. And I almost envy them.  They get to grow up and live in the greatest place in the whole wide world.

Of course, no twinkie adventure would be complete without the small package that was open already and contained the dried up remains of an extra half of a twinkie that had no business being where it was.  I eyed it and tenaciously peeled back the wrapper, slowly moving the strange apparition towards the gateway to my gastronomic passage.  It looked willing, almost begging me to eat it, inching out of its package slowly.  Inches, centimeters, millimeters from my mouth and then a cockroach popped out.  I mulled it over for a second, but decided that the cream on the inside was a bit too white… so I threw it away and grabbed the next package, palpable electricity of excitement dancing through my arms and fingers.

It was good.  It tasted like the physical embodiment of good intentions… Slowly paving my small intestines with a little yellow brick road leading straight to… well.  something not so nice as a gumdrop forest.

At any rate.  Now I am drinking some delightful sweet tea, which is essentially the greatest drink this world has ever known.  Trying to describe it with flowery words and meaningless fluff could not do it justice, so I won’t even try.  It’s good stuff.

A great thing about this president is that not only did he make the right decisions and do what was right for our country, he did it whilst being criticized by the mass media and many politicians.  He was not well loved coming out of his presidency, but now that the dust has settled from the dirt clods hurled at him from all sides, people are starting to realize that “Hey, we didn’t have it so bad after all.”  No, we didn’t have it so bad, we had it pretty darn good.  Was he perfect?  Nope.  Did he make some mistakes? Of course.  But did he own up to those mistakes and take the blame like a man?  YES.  Time may remember him for his lack-luster speaking skills, or it may remember him for his great policies and how he kept Americans safe, it’s up in the air.  I will do my part to make sure a few people remember him for what he truly was, a strong leader and a great man.

I’m talking about one George W. Bush.  A president that people may one day recognize as a great man and president.  A president that perhaps people will stop blaming for their problems (my sons a brat, it’s Bush’s fault!). A president that tried to move away from big government, all while dealing with terrorist threats and appeasing the Left.   A real president of the REAL U.S.A.

It’s about time we see the same from our present administration.