Tired, evil glare

Sep 22, 2006 12:40

I finished the spec, and it was a thing of beauty, and we were ready to do the build and then the vendor gives us the backfiles that they finally legally wrenched away from some other vendor and I do a data analysis and lo, there are 125 new fields, most of them MADE THE FUCK UP by wretched, crackhead faux-catalogers. If I ever meet one of you, I shall beat you to a pulp with the three-ring binder of MARC21 standards. Or a just-finished pitcher of gimlets, whichever I happen to have at hand.

Thank the gods for Johnny Knoxville and Jackass, which I am seeing tonight, and to which I am looking very much forward. I thought the first Jackass movie was one of the funniest, sickest, most viscerally thrilling things I've ever seen and what else do you go to the movies for? I think I laughed, gasped and nearly vomited more during that movie than anything else I've seen. The scene where they hid in the bushes at a country club and let off air horns as stout, moneyed men took their swings? God, I was laughing so hard I was keening. And I won't even get into the bit where one of the guys shoved a matchbox car up his rectum and then went into a doctor's office for an X-ray.

Take that, Sean Fucking Penn, you and your overbloviated, Method ass.
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