Showing posts with label Housekeeping. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Housekeeping. Show all posts
Friday, August 09, 2013
Thursday, September 20, 2012
Mann, It's Tough Out There
More Mann: I know all y'alls watch Portlandia in accordance with the mandate from Poobah Q. Potentate -- how lamentable that even alterna-rock indie goddesses have to moonlight.
Monday, March 24, 2008
Thursday, February 14, 2008
A Request
Monday, June 18, 2007
Google Analytics

Yo, bastards! I got bored last week and installed Google Analytics on the old blargh for shits & giggles. Whaaat? I hear you blankly asking your monitor as coffee dribbles down your chin.
"Google Analytics has been re-designed to help you learn even more about where your visitors come from and how they interact with your site."
Or don't, as the case may be. Yes, our suspicions have been confirmed - it's just us, which is good. Just so you have a greater appreciation for what I've done, GA used to cost $500.00 a month. It's free now, and incredibly powerful; the level of granularity is staggering. Unfortunately for us, it's like killing two copulating flies with a howitzer.
Lurker, send me your gmail address and I'll add you as an admin. You other guys are SOL.
Wednesday, April 04, 2007
Thought for the Day, provided by Mr. Keith Richards
Saturday, March 24, 2007
Wednesday, March 07, 2007
Gabba Gabba Hey
We accept you, we accept you, we accept you, one of us.Through your faithful lurking and wanton disregard of your day-to-day work responsibilities, you have demonstrated beyond any reasonable doubt that you are a complete bastard, and therefore a worthy addition to this organization.
Los Bastardos Unidos welcomes Mike Lurker. More or less.
Labels:
crawfish,
Danger,
Hell of Hells,
Housekeeping,
Parties without end
Tuesday, January 16, 2007
Ain't This A Bitch
Tuesday, January 09, 2007
Going Underground

Some people might say my life is in a rut
But I'm quite happy with what I got
People might say that I should strive for more
But I'm so happy I can't see the point
Something's happening here today
A show of strength with your boys' brigade and
I'm so happy and you're so kind
You want more money of course I don't mind
To buy nuclear textbooks for atomic crimes
And the public gets what the public wants
But I want nothing this society's got
I'm going underground (going underground)
Well the brass bands play and feet start to pound
Going underground (going underground)
Well let the boys all sing and let the boys all shout for tomorrow
Monday, January 08, 2007
What Is Joe Looking At?
He's just noticed that he is not listed as a contributor on this blargh.Why? That's right! He hasn't upgraded yet. Come on in, the water's fine. (And Dave hasn't peed in the pool yet.)
But seriously folks, do you guys want to take the LBU underground? It would prolly help put Joe's troubled mind at ease ...
Friday, January 05, 2007
UPGRADED!

Sweet success.
There really are some pretty cool new features, but the new Blogger is just easier to use overall. One thing in particular I really like is the ability to drill down to previous posts without reloading pages. (That was really a pain in the ass to me.)
I also like that we can add labels for posts, so we can categorize topics if we wanna. Music, current events, movies, Joe's mom ...
Finally, we can effectively limit who can read this train wreck. It can be set so that only we three can read it, or we can invite only certain people to have access. Maybe then "Joe" would lighten the fuck up and post some decent nudie pics ...
Of his mom!
Thursday, January 04, 2007
To Upgrade Or Not To Upgrade?

I ALMOST upgraded to the new version of Blogger until I hit this page. Apparently, if I upgrade, you Bastards (and I mean that will all the respect that the title confers) can't post until you upgrade. Hold on there, Thparky! Dave, it looks like you have to have a gmail account to upgrade, but I'm not sure.
What do you guys think? Take the upgrade tour and see for yourself. There are some advantages, but maybe not enough to warrant the move. We'll create the Bastards United For Upgrading (BUFU) Council, table it, and see where it goes.
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