'i know you can go to mecca, but can you go to ikea?' -hipsters at hurricane irene party
'i love nigger quests' -baltimore's last african king, at his own roast
'i told her to get an hp lovecraft book. dads love hp lovecraft' -hipsters at hurricane irene party
'crackwhores are not scum, kyle' -punx girls yelling at my boyfriend
'it's a really nice day, i think i want to spend it in the hospital' -my boyfriend lolling at people in ambulances
'i get excited about anything that's potentially vaginal' -former travel partner regarding to a geneology center.. -__-
'he's like a conspiracy theory goth' -punx at hurricane irene party
'i thought chorizo was slang for heroin' -boyfriend after explaining what chorizo was to him
"All warfare is based on deception. Hence, when able to attack, we must seem unable; when using our forces, we must seem inactive; when we are near, we must make the enemy believe we are far away; when far away, we must make him believe we are near." - excerpt from Sun Tzu's Art of War
"...We must be as stealthy as rats in the wainscoting of their society. It was easier in the old days, of course, and society had more rats when the rules were looser, just as old wooden buildings have more rats than concrete buildings. But there are rats in the building now as well. Now that society is all ferrocrete and stainless steel there are fewer gaps in the joints. It takes a very smart rat indeed to find these openings. Only a stainless steel rat can be at home in this environment..."
-'The Stainless Steel Rat', Harry Harrison, 1957.
"One doesn't become an artist overnight. First you have to be crushed, to have your conflicting points of view annihilated. You have to be wiped out as a human being in order to be born again an individual." --Henry Miller, Tropic of Capricorn
"I must not stop to rest here in the ordered facuity of responsible, adult life. I must do this in remembrance of a life beyond all comparison with the life which was promised me, in remembrance of the life of a child who was strangled and stifled by the mutual consent of those who had surrendered. Everything which the fathers and the mothers created I disown. I am going back to a world smaller than the old Hellenic world, going back to a world which I can always touch with outstreached arms, the world of what I know and see and recognize from moment to moment. Any other world is meaningless to me, and alien and hostile." ---Henry Miller, Tropic of Capricorn
"For as long as there been humans we have searched for our place in the cosmos. Where are we? Who are we? We find that we live on an insignificant planet of a hum-drum star lost in a galaxy tucked away in some forgotten corner of a universe in which there are far more galaxies than people. This perspective is a courageous continuation of our penchant for constructing and testing mental models of the skies; the Sun as a red-hot stone, the stars as a celestial flame, the Galaxy as the backbone of night."
"And we who embody the local eyes and ears and thoughts and feelings of the cosmos we've begun, at last, to wonder about our origins. Star stuff, contemplating the stars organized collections of 10 billion-billion-billion atoms contemplating the evolution of matter tracing that long path by which it arrived at consciousness here on the planet Earth and perhaps, throughout the cosmos."
The first $50 in donations go towards paying our monthly server fees and adding new features to the website. Once this goal is reached, we'll see about feeding Matt that burrito.
Buy Matt a Beer
$75.00 of $75.00
Now that we have the bills paid for this month, let's give Matt a hearty thank you by buying him a drink for all the hard work he's done for StP. Hopefully this will help keep him from going insane after a long day of squishing website bugs.
Feed Matt a Burrito
$100.00 of $100.00
Now that the bills are paid and Matt has a beer in his hand, how about showing him your love by rewarding all his hard work with a big fat burrito to put in his mouth. This will keep him alive while programming new features for the website.
Finance the Shopping Cart
$105.00 of $200.00
Now that the bills are paid and Matt is fed, perhaps it's time to start planning for those twilight years under the bridge... if only he had that golden shopping cart all the oogles are bragging about these days.