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The internet still has the capacity to surprise and disgust me, oddly

See this photo? I titled it “neck veins” for obvious reasons. Someone called “veinale” on Flickr favorited it tonight. I clicked through to veinale’s profile and found this (probably NSFW unless you work at a nipple clamp factory). (One of veinale’s contacts is nudedude840, whose photostream is full of women’s necks, stressed so the veins pop. Bokay.) Anyhoo, many of veinale’s photos advertise a site called veinywoman.com. I’m not hyperlinking it because oh, for fuck’s…

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Look what happens when I turn my back on you, Internet

I’ve been struggling with sour soul lately, so I did a little bit of unplugging, including from Twitter, and what happens? Last night I get a notification that my mother is now following me. That flash you just saw? That was the illusion that I am not a foul-mouthed, drunken degenerate taking to the sky with pigs. So, Internet, welcome my mother to Twitter. She has three followers right now: Me, my sister, and “Britney…

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Grooooooan

Hi, Geoff? Just because you’re bad at Twitter doesn’t mean that Twitter itself sucks. Just saying. Twitter is only bewildering and unmanageable and dumb if you can’t figure out how to apply your filter — either figuratively or literally using specific applications. (An aside: How tedious to have to keep explaining this kind of thing to people as they throw their hands up and proclaim that the technology is beyond their grasp. Or — worse…

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Crisis averted!

So we had some unscheduled downtime today. Perhaps you saw the static screens of death?! I thought I must have done something horribly wrong (like finally figure out how to get Akismet working) but it turns out that the Bluehost office dog probably just peed on my server. Thanks, puppy. I Twittered my panic like a mofo, and several people were kind enough to chime in and offer help and support. The internet can be…

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Photobucket is down, and so are my images

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Come for the hair stories, stay for the gripping examination of unsettling Wikipedia articles

I’m not sure where your life must go wrong to land you on a Saturday morning looking up “mammary intercourse” on Wikipedia (link NSFW), but sometimes life just rolls like that, the earth squeaks around on its axis and we just keep moving on. (Truth be told, this photo of graffiti got me to looking up Bukkake just to make sure I knew what it was.) One thing I’d like to point out, though, is…

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What a clusterf—k of unbelievable bullshit

I knew when NiT hadn’t been updated by 11:45 this morning, following this wank, that something was wrong. And now I see that Brittney’s turned in her resignation. That aforementioned wank, alongside this wank and this wank, apparently pushed Brittney to do what she’d been thinking of doing for a while: Getting the heck outta MSM blogland. It makes me sick that an entire community of reactionary psychos would purposely misunderstand the context of the…

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Another animated ad to make you want to kill yourself

But this one’s more than just annoying and stupid. Win a ringtone if you can click your mouse button fast enough to unravel this coy hottie’s sweater. Note how both of the unravelers look like your stereotypical unhinged, dark-alley rapist types, and marvel as (you can’t see it here, as this is just a screenshot) the rapidly exposed hottie demurely covers up her bikinied crotch as her sweater dress is removed by said unhinged rapist…

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Sweet Baby Jesus, I hate MySpace

I just logged in to MySpace and got spambombed. And the hits just keep coming. In the time I’ve written this many words, two more “friend” requests have come sailing in. There is no practical reason for me to be on MySpace; I don’t use it to network or meet people. There are several people I know who seem to prefer using MySpace mail over e-mail, so I keep in touch with them that way.…

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