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Friday, July 30, 2010

Underwear alert!

I need an electronic show of hands here.

First of all, I’m on vacation. So that means I’m not all alone in the dark, lying prone in a sh*thole of a crawl space, or crawling through the bushes.

In other words, I’m enjoying myself out here in the direct sunlight. So there’s been no need to tune into WILK just to have something, anything to keep me company in my abject solitude.

That said, I am quickly becoming addicted to the early show thanks to the recent addition--John Webster--to the show. And I never, ever miss Sue Henry's show unless the work day demands as much. But after that noon newscast, I’m usually off to Jim Rising’s AOR creation.

Anywho, I’m sitting here just now reading about how the Three Mile Island accident put the kibosh to the construction of nuclear power plants for 30-odd years, when the low-volume background noise upped and snagged my attention.

Yeah, while going on and on about some local court case being closed to the public, Steve “I am a Mexican” Corbett asked, “What if you’re a blogger sitting in your underwear in your mother’s basement?”

Really? Man oh man. Some people just can't accept the fact that you don't need an overrated college degree to type a few words in a coherent fashion. Some people just can't get off of it.

Anyway, in response, man up there, girlies. Fess up.

Gort, Echo boy, KD, Pittston Joe, and everybody else who writes on the local Internet, it’s time for a show of hands.

Are you really hiding in your mother’s basement all alone in your skivvies? Or did she banish you and all of your Zena: Princess Warrior posters to the attic for piling your empty beer cans on top of the washer time and again?

I love this. The demand of unconditional respect, the incessant need for reverance, but the offering of none in return.

This is the same guy who said we should not belittle people based on their appearance, but he has no problem with espousing his prejudices based on long-debunked stereotypes.

You tell me, man.

Gotta go. Mommy wants me to remove all of my cigarette butts from the Radio Flyer. See ya'll at the Star Trek convention.

Argh!

Bye

6 comments:

Stephen Albert said...

Q: Are you really hiding in your mother’s basement all alone in your skivvies?

A: NO...my mother doesn't have an Internet connection, so I blog in the home that I actually own. As for my choice of clothing, the two of my teenage daughters who are still at home get mad when I blog in my boxers. I really can't blame them for that, truth be told.

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Q: Or did she banish you and all of your Zena: Princess Warrior posters to the attic for piling your empty beer cans on top of the washer time and again?

A: I actually like Zena, and in the deep, dark recesses of my imagination I would occasionally imagine her and Gabrielle "getting friendly" if you know what I mean. That noted, I don't have any posters, just fond memories.

A: No on the beer cans, as I don't drink beer. If I did though, I would recycle the cans, being the environmentally friendly sort that I am.

D.B. Echo said...

Q: Are you really hiding in your mother’s basement all alone in your skivvies?

A: Haha, no. She doesn't have a computer in the basement. And with all these cats, I'm never really alone.

Donald John Williams said...

Markie:

First, no skivvies for this blogger. Before the sun comes up, I'm blogging in my birthday suit in my private, first-floor home office on a two monitor multi-gizzowatt set-up with two external hard drives and twin 50W ampcans for when I crank-up my favorite John Denver tunes. I resent the Granny's basement inference, and have posted a more modest pic on my blog as proof that we cyber-warriors are a serious, professional force that the mainstream media should never, ever underestimate or challenge.

'Nuff said. From the ultimate dojo, Chief KD, over & out.

Anonymous said...

When are we all getting together to watch the director's cut of Galaxy Quest again?

Anonymous said...

Corbett is big on dishing it out but when it comes time to take it...

Anonymous said...

Gort? U out there?