Archive for May, 2007



Behold the new face (and cock) of evil:

Yep, that’s supposed to be Jesus. And he’s made of milk chocolate. And contrary to the selective memory of some Christians, Jesus had a pee-pee. It’s even possible (probable?) he had the gall to be staked to the cross without the loincloth commonly found in […]

Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck.
Mexican farmers are setting ablaze fields of blue agave, the cactus-like plant used to make the fiery spirit tequila, and resowing the land with corn as soaring U.S. ethanol demand pushes up prices.
But ethonal isn’t…but monocultures are…but overdependence on corn will…but…but…but…nooo! not the tequila! noooooooo!!!!!!! You […]

The Young Christian Person’s Conference is all wrapped up, and photos are available online. Lots of bluish haze and fresnels pointed directly at the audience, the hallmark of an lighting designer who totally knew someone who once did the lights for a Coldplay tour, but alas will never design the lights for Coldplay himself. […]

Kyso has a point about the Dutch sinking to new lows on the reality TV front, but at least the French stepped up to the plate — the Cannes Film Festival rewarded a political film with the Palme d’Or:
A harrowing film about illegal abortion in Communist-era Romania beat 21 movies by well-known directors such as […]

Just when you thought reality tv couldn’t get any more tasteless, the Dutch, of all people, set a new bar:
A Dutch TV station says it will go ahead with a programme in which a terminally ill woman selects one of three patients to receive her kidneys.
The donor, a dying woman, will chose the winner with […]

There’s a young Christian person conference going on somewhere in America and our friends at the Rebeloution are all over that like white on rice. All kinds of people are liveblogging the event and it seems like your standard mega-church guitars-and-slick-packaging revival-cum-indocrination, until John Piper decided make things a little hipper and edgier by […]

At first, I wasn’t sure about Pandagon’s new google ad bars at the top and bottoms of the pages. But upon reading this post, I was convinced that the hilarity and opportunity for discussion provided by an ad bot on a feminst blog outweighs the fact that it kind of clutters up the page.
I […]

Via Amanda, ABC wins some sort of record for cramming the greatest amount of anxiety over menstruation possible into a single article. I was honestly shocked to go back up to the byline and discover that the damn thing had been written by a woman.
The curse. Aunt Flo. Riding the Crimson Wave. And, in […]


Robert Knight of the American Family Association gazes upon the havoc that his flying monkeys have unleashed upon Ford, and by havoc-releasing-flying-monkeys I mean he pats himself on the back for being around to kick Ford while it was already down. He derives no small satisfaction from the idea that while, sure, he can’t […]

Ask a liberal who drives an SUV if they feel guilty about their emissions and fuel consumption, and more often than not they’ll fall all over themselves explaining just how badly they feel about it. They may still try to excuse their need for a mini-monster on the road, but few will deny its […]

Boy, I sure do.

Today we launched a website I redesigned for a really fantastic client, and a big announcement was sent to all their contacts asking them to come check out the exciting new content.

If you visited in Safari or Firefox on the Mac or Firefox on the PC, you had a blast. If you showed up in IE7, you probably thought you had double vision. And the only reason it happened is that I failed to double check my final set of style changes in IE7. Which ANYBODY knows I obviously shoulda done.

Let’s just say “I feel badly” doesn’t even begin to cover it. Sigh.

Anybody else step in it today?




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