More Regretsy Fuckery
Tuesday, March 30, 2010

Regretsy: Where DIY Meets WTF - link

Regretsy: Where DIY Meets WTF - link
If you're not a big Valentine's Day fan, maybe Dirty Rotten Flowers can help you celebrate Anti-Valentine's Day.
This Morticia arrangement is one option. I think one dozen decapitated roses ought to do it. Valentine's Day's alright but these decapitated roses just may work in some cases, especially since Mick and Keith had a lot of success with a song they wrote about Dead Flowers.
When you don't care enough to send anything resembling the very best you might want to send dead fish. WTF? Visit Payback.com and see revenge at its best.
Why did I never think of something clever to do when I experienced a painful breakup? Slut that I am was, I probably thought sleeping with their best friend was enuf.
"I have a 21 inch TV with vhs and remote. It works pretty well, although you have to jiggle the wire occasionally when you're watching cable. To get picture in picture I once taped a photo on it."
"My current projects include decorating my doublewide, building a solar hottub, and growing stuff. Here are some trade ideas: a velvet elvis, ceramic hands used to manufacture latex gloves, organic fertilizer, fuzzy dice, yellow bell pepper seeds, a cast-bronze taco 006, a solar differential controller, a rubbermaid structural foam stock tank."
"Hilarious and worthless trades considered."
WTF?
I've been consistently getting errors with each post on Blogspot for the past 3 or 4 weeks. Each and every post. I have to post each one about 4 or 5 times before it shows up. I have a private blogspot site I was working on and it worked fine-------without archives! So I went into "Settings", and change the "Yes" on archives to "No Archives" and each post goes out effortlessly. The way it was intended. I think the archives mess up blogspot more than anything. I don't have my archives anymore, but what the hell? I just may blow this pop-sicle stand someday.....
Can Moby save pop?
"Anointed by the desperate music media as pop's new king, Moby brings electronica to the masses with"18." (Now if only he would stop trying to sing.)"
Moby. Moby? WTF? Would all the lemmings please form a line to the right? When enough critics tell people that Moby is the thing now, everyone lines up to kiss his ass. When did the music-buying public stop thinking for themselves?
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