can I whore it out or what?

I know what you want, baby. And you want Charo; I am here for you, bitch. We are all about YOU on the ol’ raincoaster blog, despite Gawker‘s attempts to claim we are all about the we me. Perish the thought!

So here’s one from the raincoaster archive (because Charo herself apparently pulled the post of her leading the Macarena on Fantasy Island that I wanted to post), but it bears repeating. Particularly when Chris is making up rules on the fly to ensure I will only return to Gawker after a 3 day commenter death. Gee, if only there were a hyperbolically egotistical parallel I could draw with that

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operation global media domination: victory dance macabre!

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Well that certainly didn’t last long, did it?

Thanks to a nameless Denton staffer who obviously seeks to flout his/her overlord’s will in all things, I have been reinstated as a Gawker commenter after a downtime of approximately…until I checked hotmail.

Next time follow the proper procedures, people.

TO DO: read Dracula.

 

born to be…

a venture capitalist??? Someone better sit my friends down for this, because the shock just might kill them. I am, according to this test, a born VC. Well hell, spending other people’s money? That’s a dream job if you ask me!

Got to the test via engtech, whom I owe a dinner if I get scooped by some big firm as a result of this incredible aptitude of mine. I said I’d buy him a Segway too, but now he thinks I’m trying to kill him. Honestly! As if I’d do something like that; I already know Technorati rankings cannot be bequeathed, because I looked it up.

For a research project. Totally.

Anyway, Guy Kawasaki, who is a man who is presumed to know something about venture capital, as he’s been in the business twenty years and hasn’t been bankrupted or incarcerated yet, is the fellow who came up with the test, and even should this prove to be as bullshit as the “Which My Little Pony Are You?” quizzes on LiveJournal (the Dangerous one, mothafucka!) it is guaranteed to be entertaining. Take the test here.

engtech got 27; I've got a lock on this job. Guy, baby, call me!In any case, here’s what my little internet graduation plaque with honors or honours or cum or laudanum or whatever it is would look like, if it were in fact the result I got and not the one engtech (who can make screencaps and all that tech shit, yo) did, and it said 35 instead of 27, yo. And if it also said that the big VCs were hangin’ on the telephone, waiting for their life-affirming contact from moi.

If only I could afford a long-distance call!

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Chinatown en Francais

Chinese chef could kick Iron Chef's ass!

via Metro‘s suggestion in this post. I thought the song was good enough to be made available to more than just the Quebecois and the Okanaugainous.

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Beau Dommage

Un soir d’hiver dans Chinatown
On s’est promené devant les vitrines
On a trouvé un magasin qui sentait l’orient

On a marché toute la soirée
Tes bottes te faisaient mal aux pieds
Les vieux Chinois nous regardait
Nous autres, on souriait

 

La première neige est tombée sur le Chinatown
Les rues sont glissantes, y a un accident
Au coin de St-Hubert et Jean Talon

 

Dans l’escalier de ton appartement
Ta main cherchait ta clé en tremblant
Les voisins d’à côté criaient
Tout d’suite on est entré

 

Dans ta chambre on n’a rien allumé
Par la fenêtre on voyait la neige tomber
Tu m’as d’mander combien de temps l’hiver allait durer

 

La première neige est tombée sur le Chinatown
Au coin du boulevard pis la 22-ème
Y’on trouvé un char abandonné

 

Un soir d’hiver dans Chinatown
On s’est promené devant les vitrines
Le lendemain la neige avait disparu, le lendemain la neige
Le lendemain la neige avait disparu, le lendemain la neige
Le lendemain la neige, le lendemain la neige…

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HOW many flavours?

BJs 48 flavours!

from a comment on Guido’s blog, lost to the mists of time (sorry)

and this, from a comment on Waiterforum (was it Jamie Maw?)

But an hour later, you're horny

But an hour later, you’re horny.