107 Geeky T-Shirts That Don’t Suck (and then some)

21 07 2007

Out of the 107 listed at Internet Duct Tape, I’d like to have these fancy threads:

Caffeine Molecule from ThinkGeek

ThinkGeek Caffeine

Vintage Optimus Prime by Coreano from Etsy

Vintage Prime by Coreano

There’s no place like 127.0.0.1 from ThinkGeek

There’s No Place Like 127.0.0.1

CTRL+Z from Threadless

CTRL+Z

What would MacGyver do? from Threadless 

 WW MacGyver Do?

Sith Abandon Ship by Simon Noynay from Oddica

Sith Abandon Ship by Simon Noynay 

Some other personal favorites not in the list:

Exploded Boombox by Troy Paiva from Oddica. 

Exploded Boombox

Contra Eternal (The Konami Code) from 80s Tees.com
The Konami Code

Why aren’t there shirts like that in my part of the world?

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My Jinternet Idol

19 06 2007

I admit it. One of the reasons I decided to inflict my particular flavor of insipid writing on the web is because of one person who calls himself Pimplepopper.

He used to be an IT guy who quit IT to become a showbiz writer. I’d read the articles in a local showbiz magazine where he would invite himself to the bedrooms of popular actresses and take nice pictures. In the interests of gender equality, I’m sure Pimplepopper goes into the bedrooms of popular actors as well, but I don’t think those articles ever saw the light of day.

Anyway, he quit that too and has diverted his acerbic wit and literary prowess to the web for the past couple of years. His writing and choice of topics is, shall we say, interesting, to say the least. If you met him in person, you’d think that he was this lovable teddy-bear kinda guy and not capable of writing about the stuff he writes about.

He got married recently, and has written about his nuptials on his blog. When my wife saw the wedding and vacation pictures, she thought Pimplepopper and Missus Pimplepopper live such a blissful and beautiful life. I decided to show her otherwise with one of Pimplepopper’s recent blog entry on marital bliss.

That sure convinced her. Now I have Pimplepopper requesting me to tell my wife that he is not a worshipper of underworld denizens.

Oops, too late.

Pimplepopper, you’re my idol. I want to learn how to write like you. I find your ideas intriguing and would like to subscribe to your newsletter.

If they had a Jinternet-Idol reality game show/contest about blogging with Ryan Seacrest in it, you’d have my vote via SMS in a heartbeat.





Hello world! Indeed.

18 06 2007

So the urge to spew out my more insipid thoughts on unsuspecting victims finally overwhelmed my shyness of writing. This after being told that my writing back in college was sophomoric at best (ouch) a decade ago.

Well.

I’m past caring about it. And I’m here to put more Junk on your Internets.