Daily archives: March 28, 2003


Yes, I did it again and went and redesigned the front page. The switch to left hand drive was accidental (I was playing with tables to fit in the new logo and finding that it just wouldn’t work in Explorer, Navigator or Mozilla but was wrong in a different way in each of them. I slipped when I was putting everything back and voila.)

There’s now a Spinneyhead Cafepress shopwith-

Smaller ones are MORE JUICY baby doll Tshirt

and Boxers

and, because I love the new lock logo and really wanted to put it on something

Everybody loves a sailor

I can’t find the related story, but Daz just received an email with this little snippet in it-

From sky news

“Umm Qasr is a city similar to Southampton,” UK defence minister Geoff Hoon said in The Commons yesterday.

“He’s either never been to Southampton, or he’s never been to Umm Qasr” says a British Squaddie patrolling Umm Qasr. He added: “There’s no beer, no prostitutes and people are shooting at us. It’s more like Portsmouth.”

Even the prosecution can't keep their arguments straight.

Avoiding all this war stuff for a moment –

Texas, being quite a strange place, has laws against deviate (sic) sex which apparently includes anal and oral sex (but not bestiality), There a case in the Supreme Court at the moment where a gay couple are appealing against their conviction for having sex in their own bedroom. There’s an article about the court case and it seems be confusing everyone involved. Personally I can’t see the legal argument against anyone doing anything consensual in private, as long as they don’t feel the need to tell me aboutit (or scare the horses). But you would expect the prosecuting lawyer not to provide arguments for the defence.

Rosenthal says there’s a good place to draw the line of privacy and fundamental rights, and that line is “at the bedroom door.” “But the line is at the bedroom door in this case!” yelps Breyer.

Just to be clear, Rosenthal is the prosecuting attorney.

Good Grief Charlie Brown

“The enemy we’re fighting is different from the one we had war-gamed against,” says Lieutenant General William Wallace, the senior US ground commander in Iraq. Oh for fuck’s sake people! Sometimes you get the feeling that someone in the war room just went “Oh they’ll roll over and let us pat their tummys when they realise we’re bringing them McDonalds, Starbucks and Britney.” and so the plan was born.

Then again, it might be for the best, because the team they wargamed against was consistently kicking the shit out of them, at least until the Blue team spat the dummy and told the Red commander to play by their rules or they were taking their toys home.

Meanwhile, the poor bastards who have to carry out these Hollywood inspired orders are charging for al-Kut, the site of a major British defeat in World War 1