Wednesday, October 3^rd, 2007   9:48pm

        Yeah, yeah… it’s been a while. Sometimes I feel like I’ll get back into the swing of things, and while I almost did a few times, I always allow myself to become distracted, usually by World of Warcraft, or the memory of what bare breasts feel like.

        Replies still trickle in once or twice a week, and I save each an every one assuming that I may use it someday. Some are positive, some are negative, some are just confusing, like a chimp on acid mashes the keyboard with his palm and somehow hit send. Every now an then, though, I get advice from people who think they have me pegged.

        What a dipshit. Obviously he never read most of what I have written, or understands little of what he’s read. Makes me feel sorry for him. Poor little dumb-dumb…

Tuesday, June 19^th, 2007   12:33pm

        I haven’t updated in nearly a year. There are quite a few reasons why, but the main reason has to be the outrageous frustration I felt and feel when others seemingly refuse to look at the entire picture before they criticize, be it about one of the very few rants on this page that I wrote years ago, or about how the Democrats haven’t done what they promised.

        That last one really pisses me off to no end. Instead of people being hopping mad that the Republicans keep stonewalling and being good little Bushies, people are screaming about how the Democrats haven’t gotten us out of Iraq. Things are going slow for a few reasons. In part it’s the nature of government; change isn’t instant. Another is that the Democrats don’t have a veto proof majority. Remember all the Republican whining and bitching about the filibuster? Guess what? They love it now.

        Ben Affeck on the last Real Time with Bill Maher went off about what wimps the Democrats are for giving in to Bush’s funding bill. Now, I am one of those that like Ben Affleck, possibly because of his work with Kevin Smith, not to mention that it’s the “in” thing to think he’s a douche. In this case though, I started to smell the vinegar. He nor anyone else mentioned that it was just an extension to September. I am sure he didn’t know that. The Democrats picked the lesser of two evils; be called wimps, or be blamed for cutting off all money to the solders in the field. While neither is true, they didn’t want the stigma of a new label.

        It amazes me that people still fall for the same old crap, too. There have been mentions of Democrats popularity being lower than the presidents. That is complete and utter bullshit. According to Gary Langer in an ABC News Analysis, this is true! Well, gee, it must be, cause ABC would never make shit up, right?

More to come…

Monday, July 24^th, 2006   11:31pm

        This morning I checked my email and took notice of a donation. No shit. Of course it was from a friend, and it was just fifty cents… and it was sort of meant as a joke. Also, being that she’s Christian, she may have been a bit bent that NO ONE had made a donation yet. Now I might say, so far, faith is worth 50¢, but I won’t. That would just be insulting to those of faith. That’s not the problem I have with people. I may find faith in God a bit silly myself, but don’t really care what someone else believes. What I have a problem with are those who think others aren’t as worthy just because they think differently.

        To the donor, I still want to see ya naked someday. Either that or ya can take me out for coffee some night. You pay.

Monday, July 17^th, 2006   11:59pm

        Day two: Athiest 2, Delusional Faithists 0.

        By the way, the Republican Talking Points for this week include the “naming” of this war. The idea is to bring current events into a context that our population’s lowest common denominator can understand, while scaring the shit out of most of us at the same time. The only problem is that it’s probably accurate. I don’t think for a second the invokers of this name think so; to them it’s all political. What are they calling it? The beginning of World War Three. Don't belive me? Watch and listen to Newt.

        Jumpin’ Jesus on a Hotplate! They’re fucking insane! Yet no one seems to notice. You can be DAMN sure that’s what the incumbent congress is going to run on. “We need strength in this time of war!” Of course, they think their bumbling incompetence is seen as strength. Once they realize the tactic will backfire, another more serious “terrorist attack” will occur here in the USA, and there will be an “emergency halt” on federal elections. Just you watch.

Sunday, July 16^th, 2006   6:50pm

        More than a day now... $0.00. That's athiest 1, Jesus Freaks 0.

Saturday, July 15^th, 2006   4:54pm

        I depend on my routine. I wake, get a shower, decide whether or not to get dressed, and turn on the computer. The first thing I do is check my email, make the newspaper and blog rounds, start some talk radio, then begin playing World of Warcraft. For the most part, that’s it. This routine used to include web page work, but the temporary postponement of updating got me used to the new routine.

        There has been so much over the past few months that has made me want to eat my own head. The absolute final straw was my discovery of www.raptureready.com and www.rapturewatch.org. These are places many “End of Days” loons gather to discuss being sucked up into heaven at the beginning of Armageddon so they can return with Jesus of Nazareth to fight the final battle against evil. This is insane, yes, but they also believe it to be any day now. Go there and read up. It’s hysterical and frightening at the same time.

        What's happening in The Middle East right now is likely to be the beginning of WWIII, and the Bushies know and welcome it. By the way, this time, the USA is Germany! Anyway, the Bushies aren't sweating the mid term elections because they know there won’t be a mid term election. These Rapture-Right wing nuts think it’s because God will return; those they follow are laughing at them.

        That got me thinking, “Am I wrong? Do people really believe? How powerful are the faithful? Could ones faith move me? Are there those who can prove their resolve to me?” So, I came up with a simple idea: Give me your money.

        If you’re certain that you won’t need it, send me a few bucks, or even your life savings by clicking the "Make a Donation" button at the top-ish right of the page. What better way to prove your resolve? Now, I’m not offering answers or absolution in return. I’ll probably just put it in the bank, but if you’re foolish enough to send me any money, I’ll take it.

        Now that I’ve done this, others will do the same, probably by the end of the day. They may even claim it was their idea. I really don’t care.

Sunday, April 16^rd, 2006   6:07pm

        Easter Sunday. The day Christians all over the world celebrate the day Jesus of Nazareth bit the head off a live bunny and fed over 400 people with the carcass.

        Oops. I apologize for mixing my messiah lores.

Tuesday, April 11^rd, 2006   7:33pm

        Lack of updates never stopped the email, especially the hateful and confused. If I were to post a different one ever day, I’d be doing so until December. Since the fact that the nuclear strike on Iran is scheduled for a time before the elections this November, attempting to do so would be pointless. With Philadelphia 12 miles to the east, NYC 90 miles to the north, and DC 130 to the south, I’m pretty much fucked when the rest of the world really turns against us. I have the feeling that my priorities may be a bit different by then… that is if I have not been vaporized. It’s something to do for the time being, though.

        I don’t think these people understand. This is not a newspaper with certain guidelines the editor must follow. This is not an advice column, either. What is offered here are my unfiltered thoughts and feelings, and if I’m going to think it, I’m going to write it.

        Hey, no bad words! How the fuck ‘bout that?

Monday, April 3^rd, 2006   11:36pm

        I got used to not updating the page. It’s not easy jumping right back into it, especially when I was pretty apathetic through 2005. It’s something I’ll work on, I promise… but not tonight.

Friday, March 24^th, 2006   1:01pm

        How the hell are ya?

        There are a few people out there who thought I died, or had become very sick. Not so. In fact, I’ve been physically well over the past few months. I even dropped 15 or so pounds since the holidays. So where have all the page updates been? Let me tell ya…

        Over the holidays, I sort of ran out of steam. I had been running on a severely cracked boiler for a long time anyway, so it was no real surprise when I broke down. Every day through the fist week in January, I considered starting a new update, but eventually put it off to the next day. Apathy feeds on itself, and each time I put it off, it became easier and easier to keep putting it off, but just as I was about to buckle down and write an update, I got an offer to buy this domain.

        The offer couldn’t have been made at a better time; someone wanted to purchase pquinn.com, and I was in a funk about it. Now, I’ve had offers before of $1000 or so over the years, but I always turned them down. This offer, though, got my attention. Initially, it was enough to pay off my credit cards nearly two times over. Thinking it had to be a joke, I did some research, and found that the offer was credible, and was that of an individual. I wasn’t told why he wanted pquinn.com, and I didn’t think it mattered. I was in shock, so I asked for time to think about it. I was given six weeks under the condition I made no updates to the page. I accepted.

        I heard nothing it the time I was given, but the day the six weeks were up, I got a phone call. “What’s your answer?” I had no idea how to respond. I really hadn’t given it proper consideration. I balked a bit, and was given ten more days to think it over, and the offer went up nearly a third.

        I’d be a fool not to take it, right? But wait a second, who the hell was this? I thought it didn’t matter to me, right? Hell, take the money. Pay your debts. Build a super-duper machine. Blow the rest on hookers and Celtic Crossing whiskey…

        I did a little more research, and I found that the offer was made by a member of a well known theocratic Christian Organization. Wow, am I really that much of a threat to these people? At first I couldn’t help but be flattered. Of course, reality set in, and I had to laugh. Hey, I don’t have that many readers, so what was the point? Or maybe certain people in this country have accumulated so much money to the point where they realized they could just buy out those who decent.

        There’s nothing stopping me from buying a new domain, but pquinn.com has been around for ten years. There is no way to transfer all of the links out there…

        The deadline for my decision was at noon today. I turned it down.

       To the right is the old standby picture. Everyone has seen it by now. It's still a very cool pic, and I am not going to take it down. I have added links to new ones though, as one can plainly see below. People had complained that the old one wasn't clear, and it was hard to tell what I looked like from the pentagram pic, but these new ones are much better.

This is Tommy Salmon, one of the most important friends I've ever had. Please feel free to click on this image in order to read the stuff I wrote about him. Actually, what I wrote kinda sucks. It was just an excuse to plaster the page with pictures of Tommy. If you're curious as to what The Harwan looked like before the stage was built, check it out! The pictures were taken a long time ago at one of the last performances of ATI.

       If you're offended by the title of this page (and some have been), tough shit. If you aren't, that's cool. Just so you realize, if you are offended by this page's title, there's a good chance that you're one of those politically correct mental midgets who takes the world a bit too seriously. If so, lighten up, ya twit!

If you care to know, I am a cripple. I zoom here and there in my wheelchair looking for the hard-of-thinking. I love the stupid. They're cute. Just like pets. Curious? Click on the chair to link to my story. Don't say, "Ya mind if I ask you a personal question?" Everyone does that. There's no need.