June 9th, 2013 at 1:57 pm by Mark
Tags: computers, internet, work
Thanks to some very stale DNS records at a partner site (they were caching the old IP address for the site and wouldn’t let it drop for anything!) we were unable to have any images show up since June 2nd. I finally dug in hard, being nearly a week later, and found someone to listen to me complain and fix the issue. Which reminds me of something that’s far too often true…

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June 8th, 2013 at 5:52 pm by Mark
Tags: apple butter, funny signs, innuendo, spelling
Myself, I prefer the Apple Butter made by Mennonites, but only because I’ve never been one to give money to strange ho’s.

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June 7th, 2013 at 5:37 pm by Mark
Tags: movies, office space, stapler, work
And I said, I don’t care if they lay me off either, because I told, I told Bill that if they move my desk one more time, then, then I’m, I’m quitting, I’m going to quit. And, and I told Don too, because they’ve moved my desk four times already this year, and I used to be over by the window, and I could see the squirrels, and they were married, but then, they switched from the Swingline to the Bostitch stapler, but I kept my Swingline stapler because it didn’t bind up as much, and I kept the staples for the Swingline stapler and it’s not okay because if they take my stapler then I’ll set the building on fire…
Milton, from the movie Office Space

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June 6th, 2013 at 5:23 pm by Mark
Tags: boobs, bras, breasts, hoss
Yes, it’s old news from 2004, but in nine years, I’ve yet to come up with a single, logical reason that this product exists.

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June 5th, 2013 at 5:15 pm by Mark
Tags: boxes, cheeseburgers, eyes, garbage, work
It could be worse. Imagine the large, brown eyes of a cow about to be slaughtered… Okay, perhaps that’s not so bad, because now I’m thinking, “Cheeseburger.”

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