So, yeah. I’ve been bored. I’ve been busy. I’ve been busy being bored.
So for this HACK I’m acting like a filter, sharing some of my favorite videos for nerds like us.
So, yeah. I’ve been bored. I’ve been busy. I’ve been busy being bored.
So for this HACK I’m acting like a filter, sharing some of my favorite videos for nerds like us.
Howdy Transients, welcome to the thirty-eighth histrionic of HACK. If you’ve made it this far, ‘histrionic‘ was not a noun until I just made it so.
This week I have an overactive bladder, an underactive imagination, a reactive reality, inactive indifference, a proactive perspective and a radioactive half/life about as long as my refractory period. So that doesn’t give us much time… READ MORE »

Hooray! My greatly procrastinated and irregularly scheduled series of informative video edutainment has finally taken off! First segment: Magic wizards riding unicorns are not real, but what does that mean for humanity’s potential? Laugh, learn, and like.
Howdy Trademarks, welcome to the twenty-sixth copyright of HACK. If you’ve made it this far, Congress has proposed legislation that would make it illegal for you to make it this far.
This week, something relatively relevant: Internet Censorship. So let me hop on this SOPAbox and tell you all the things you’re not considering in this debate, because you never took Philosophy courses, you hacks.
(This week’s I Don’t Belong Here originally published in 2006 in If You Don’t Give Me Heaven. Original content to resume shortly.)
I cried when Optimus Prime died.
As a child I had already had to accept that they killed Jesus and that they killed John Lennon – in fact, to look around the world it seemed like most everyone was crazy and people kept killing each other right and left. Back then we still lived under the bombscare and it even seemed like somebody might kill us all some day soon. When Grandpa died I numbly came to terms with it though the whole concept of death seemed very unfair. Already I began to understand that one day I too would die – it was in the fine print of this contract that I couldn’t quite recall signing. But all of that was the real world. The world of cartoons, the world of children’s stories, was a sacrosanct place where ugly realities like death weren’t supposed to tread. Then Optimus Prime died. It was as if one day Elmer Fudd killed Bugs Bunny or the Big Bad Wolf ate Little Red Riding Hood. It wasn’t supposed to happen. And certainly not to Optimus Prime. READ MORE »
Howdy Folks, welcome to the twenty-third concoction of HACK. If you’ve made it this far, how much further can you go?
I hope you all had a Merry and/or Happy Whatever You Did From December 22, 2011 Until January 2, 2012. That was the length of my staycation, which included: (in order of importance) sleep, naps, smoking, sitting in front of the computer, writing, eating, lesson planning, grading papers, and visiting family and friends.
Wait? What?
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Unfortunately, Staci’s busy travel schedule precludes her from contributing another seamy peek into the sordid world of transgendered polyamorous nerds this week. In place of Prose Before Swine, please enjoy this video clip of a lightning gun playing music from Super Mario Bros.
Smart.
I’ve been feeling pretty damn depressed lately. Today, I would like to share some things that utterly fascinate me and make me in the best moods ever. I hope they make you happy too. Best wishes. READ MORE »
Hello! This week on Letters From God I would like to interpret an interesting song I stumbled across a number of years ago. Ahem.
SCREAMING INFIDELITIES by DASHBOARD CONFESSIONAL
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Wassup Wiggies? Welcome to the tenth dimension of HACK.
If you’ve made it this far, don’t worry about the time, just get lost in the space.
Here are some of my uploaded videos that have the most views.
What better way to waste away a Wednesday?
Today we’re going to talk about my favorite social taboo: The Lightning Gun. It’s common knowledge that such things don’t really exist – if they did, they’d likely need a power source so huge as to be incalculable in mass and complexity…Perhaps a small fragment of non-Euclidean subspace time captive in a strained positron lattice by way of inertial electromagnetic confinement. Obviously such things are pure bunk.
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“I was hard on you when you was growin’ up. I did things that made you hate me. Now, you can see why I did. I don’t want no more tears shed for me, ya hear? I’m not gonna be there for you now, you gotta look out for each other…”
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Sometimes those who hear the music still think the dancer mad.
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Heard one of my best friends growing up died. He accomplished more with no hands than I ever did with two. He played the trombone, practiced karate, programmed computers, recorded music, and was a pretty darn good receiver and tackler whenever we played football. Rest in power, brother.
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Dude also introduced me to internet porn. He was a sysop (system operator) of his own BBS (bulletin board system) that he ran off his Commodore Amiga back in the late 80’s/early 90’s. I would go over his house everyday and watch him explore the infancy of the Internet. I remember the first picture took about an entire day to download with a dial-up modem. It was worth it.
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Red State was a fucking brilliant movie. Ya still got it, Kevin Smith!
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My life seems slightly incomplete without having an hour-long television drama to look forward to watching each week. Never thought I’d say it, but I miss ‘Lost’.
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I would have loved to hang out with John McEnroe in his prime. That had it to be pretty awesome.
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This had a huge impact over my psyche as a child:
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Overrated: College Football
Underrated: High School Football
Rated Correctly: Professional Football
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Let it turn into something else. Let it turn into something else.
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