Oh JUST what the world needs. The dumbass who couldn’t keep a hardy cichlid alive has…a cockatoo. Thank (G/g)od(s)/deity or non-deity of choice that it’s not a U2 or M2 (with his “thing” about big fish, I’m actually surprised at that), but the poor creature looks like it’s been to hell and back (WTF kind […]

How cool is that? An upgrade to Feisty was available tonight, so I did it. It took away that horrible Control Centre thingie that I hated (shades of Windows), and as I was looking in the Preferences, I noticed “Desktop Effects”. Being the nosy sort that I am, I opened it and saw two checkboxes: […]

A poll to name your fish. Jesus wept. Here’s a fantastic name for him…Betta I’m Actually Not Going To Kill (For Once). Stop naming your fish after stupid half-arsed celebrities. Those who know who these people are might care, but the rest of us don’t, so don’t waste electrons to tell us. You’ve got a […]

I know where I belong. It’s sure as hell not fixing computers in the Armpit of America, and it’s not even in Canada’s Ocean Playground. Nope, I belong on a riverbank in some jungle in Borneo, alternately chasing wild and wonderful aquatic critters and strange forest fauna. Chasing swimming things and crawling things anywhere is […]

Once again, I’m so damned good that I practically make myself sick (and probably do make other people sick, bragging about it :lol:) After running Feisty from the LiveCD for a couple of tries, I decided it was mature enough (it’s Herd 4) that it was usable. I loooove new software, but I’m certainly not […]

Jesus Christ. Why do people insist upon slinging this shite around the Internet, and specifically to MY email Inbox (in HTML format, forwarded seventeen times with a list of 300 addresses, and full of remote images…which I block automatically)? Did You Know That? Drinking two glasses of Gatorade can relieve headache pain almost immediately — […]

Jesus wept. What did you do–blow somebody to get where you are? You’re supposed to be in charge, and yet you don’t even know that fancy goldfish are not tropical fish. They’re exactly the same damned species as the most common feeder, they just have such horribly misshapen bodies that their intestinal workings are squished […]

Here’s a hint. When you’re the moderator of the damned forum, it’s considered bad form to start threads where the topic of discussion is your latest “toy” purchase. So you finally broke down and bought a half-decent set of computer speakers. Whoop-de-doo. I’ve been using my computer as my sole high quality music player for […]

Our Pasta, who art in colander, Draining be your noodles. Thy noodle come, thy sauce be yum, On top some grated parmesan. Give us this day our garlic bread, Forgive us our trespasses, As we forgive those who trample our lawns. And lead us not into vegetarianism, But deliver us some pizza, For thine is […]

I AM NOT FUCKING TELLING YOU AGAIN. I AM NOT YOUR PERSONAL FISH CARE CONSULTANT. IF IT’S NOT A PRIVATE MESSAGE, THEN DON’T SEND IT TO ME AS ONE. THEY ARE CALLED “PRIVATE MESSAGES” BECAUSE THEY’RE…PRIVATE. IF IT’S ON-TOPIC ON THE BOARD, THEN DON’T EMAIL IT TO ME. POST ON THE GODDAMNED BOARD–WHAT DO YOU […]