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Thursday, October 21, 2021

two great tastes that taste great together
Nothing against the kid, but I can’t help but wish that the Coke-and-Pop Rocks stomach-explosion urban legend was true. Because it just feels right.

And I was one of those little kids in the schoolyards of the early ’80s, spreading the misinformation.

I kind of wonder how much of a contributing factor the chest-burster scene from Alien was. The movie came out just before the Pop Rocks stories started the rounds.

by Costa Tsiokos, Thu 10/21/2004 09:46pm
Category: Comedy
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This month’s GQ has a Janet Reitman feature article called “The Cheater”:

He has a solid job, a loving wife, and an active sex life with the women he meets through the Internet. For one “happily married” man, finding willing women is never a challenge: You just have to know how to ask.

Sounds pretty juicy, right? GQ Presents: How To Pick Up Chicks On The Internet.

The thing is, the subject of the article claims to be doing all this scoring through Craigslist. Specifically, the “Casual Encounters” sections, like this one.

Glancing through a small sampling of different cities’ online meat markets (purely for research purposes, of course), I truly can’t see how this guy can find even one woman through this method. There’s a zillion postings by men, with the most occasional ad from (allegedly) a woman. Not the best odds.

So I’m suspecting that Reitman got punk’d on this. Just a hunch.

by Costa Tsiokos, Thu 10/21/2004 09:00pm
Category: Internet
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They were alone in the house. It was a cold, dark stormy night. The storm had come up quickly and each time the thunder boomed he watched her jump.

She looked across the room and admired his strong appearance and wished that he would take her in his arm, comfort her, protect her from the storm, she wanted that… then the power went out.

She screamed.

He raced to the sofa where she was cowering. He did not hesitate to pull her into his arms. He knew this was a forbidden union and expected her to pull back. He was surprised when she didn’t resist but instead clung to him. The storm raged on… as did their growing passion and there came a moment when each knew that they had to be together. They knew it was wrong, their families would not understand, but…

So consumed in their passion they didn’t hear the door or the click of the light switch… the power was back on… and there you are.

Dogs and cats living together, mass hysteria.

Even more silliness.

by Costa Tsiokos, Thu 10/21/2004 08:26pm
Category: Comedy, Internet
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Oh yeah: The Red Sox reversed the curse last night, at least part of the way (let’s see if they can beat the NL Champ).

Coming back from the biggest of holes, 0-3 in a 7-game series, is damned impressive, and the BoSox deserve the accolades. But as Eric at Off Wing reminds us, they weren’t the first in major professional sports to do it. They were the first to do it off the ice, though.

And of course, one team’s comeback is another team’s collapse.

by Costa Tsiokos, Thu 10/21/2004 08:11pm
Category: Baseball, Hockey
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Nothing I hate worse than having dead links on my site. So I ditched a couple tonight:

- Blunted On Reality appears to be no more. I don’t know if it’s intentional or not; I know he’s been blogging less and less since moving from Orlando to Tampa. If you’re out there, Blunted, drop a comment.

- The Blogster.net referral ring seems to have died recently. No real loss, as the traffic I got through it was practically nil.

Haven’t had time nor inclination lately to really monkey with this site’s links, layout and sections beyond the blog. Maybe when I can catch my breath, sometime next month.

by Costa Tsiokos, Thu 10/21/2004 07:52pm
Category: Bloggin'
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