Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Urinalysis: a multi-part study of the behaviors, codes, customs and characters of the workplace restroom


Exploring the States of Matter with Poo

Solid: Molecules are packed tightly together in a rigid structure. Has a definite volume and resists deformation.

Achieved in poo form by: Consuming a high-fiber diet rich in leafy vegetables and not having any fun.

Liquid: Molecules are held together loosely. Only has definite volume under uniform temperature and pressure. Moves freely.

Achieved in poo form by: Eating a high fat diet rich in wholesome animal products; especially the bacon explosion. For the lactose intolerant, try consuming lactose.

Gas: Molecules are only held together by the money they make on tour, and no longer have any real relationships with each other. Volume is completely determined by the containing vessel.

Achieved in poo form by: A diet rich in low grade lagers and Phaseolus vulgaris. For the layperson, this means Schlitz & Beans.

Plasma: A form of ionized gas containing a large proportion of free electrons. The main component of stars.

Achieved in poo form by: Buffalo Sauce, and lots of it.

Tuesday, February 10, 2009

The Intellectual Scrapheap: Not-So-Deep Thoughts from the Mind of Blaine Fridley

Blaine Fridley, Editor-in-Chief

This is how is how I feel inside when thinking about the economy:

Only, at the bottom of this roller coaster, I'm squatting at a Motel 6 and crossing my fingers for a call back from Arby's. Please make it all better, Mr. Obama.

DoF Newswire: Obama's First Presidential Press Conference



Obama to America: "Smoke it if you got it…"
"…'cuz our shit's all jacked up"

• Bailout package to include funds for something called "National Daily Puppy Dog Hour." And ice cream. Lots and lots of ice cream.
• Public works initiative set to convert mansions of top executives of government assisted banks into free municipal water parks.
• General Motors modifies all assembly plants for Ramen Noodle production.  


Monday, February 09, 2009

'twas Only a Matter of Time…

… before this and this got the re-mix treatment:

This Day in History Salutes: The Many Moods of Winston Churchill


Happy.

Sad.

Unmitigated rage.

Unadulterated jubilation.

In the throes of orgasmic sexual bliss.

Choking on a fish bone.

About to be mauled by a bear. 

Delivering mankind from evil, despotic world domination.

Saturday, February 07, 2009

Champions of Society, Sincere Edition: COOLEST. PRESIDENT. EVER.

Merton Sussex, Bad Motherfucker

During the presidential campaign, Barack Obama captured my attention (as he did with so many). So, once it became apparent that he was becoming a force to be reckoned with, I decided to learn what I could about the guy, and bought a copy of his memoir, "Dreams From My Father." The first thing that struck me was the cover. Primarily, the fact that "Barack Obama" was listed as the author. And the ONLY one. There's no subtitle under his name in a font point size 10% of it that said, "With Hiredgun O'Ghostwriter." Every word on the page came right from the man who is now the president.

So, I read it. And, while it was apparent in certain stretches that Obama was never gonna be F. Scott Fitzgerald prose-wise, it was very engaging, thoughtful, and had heart to spare. For a lawyer and politician, the man had written an extremely competent book.

After finishing the book, I moved on to "The Audacity of Hope," which turned out to be just as good, if not better. I felt like I had a pretty solid, unflinching handle on Obama at that point, given his own unfiltered words and ideas having come across so vividly on the page. I had a feeling he'd be the coolest president we've ever had. Once he got elected, I knew I'd been right.

As it turns out, I had no idea how right I was.

See, in the excitement of the primaries, the nominations, the runoff, election night, and inauguration, I'd forgotten something. Three things, actually. Three things I should have remembered:

First - That there had been a minor "plot" point of the book concerning a childhood classmate of Obama's who had not been a good influence due to his use of foul language. Obama told the story to illustrate how otherwise good, intelligent people can be negatively affected by their environment, and act like thugs in search of acceptance.

Second - In his writing, Obama did not censor the actual words used by this friend in order to enrich the anecdote and make the point vividly clear

Third - The Audiobook version of "Dreams From My Father...HAD BEEN READ BY THE AUTHOR.

As I am so fond of saying in situations like this: I'm sure you can see where this is going.

Recently, some enterprising folks on the cyber-nets got themselves a copy of the Audiobook of "Dreams", and did a little selective ripping of a few of the passages from that particular section of the book. And, as you can well imagine, out-of-context, it's some of the funniest shit you've ever heard in your life.

Bear in mind as you listen to the following clips that the man speaking is currently President of the United States. This is not an impostor, nor is it an impressionist...It is actually Barack Obama.



"Good heavens, I fear that the complexity of this situation has proven a touch overwhelming for my capability level."


"I understand that not all persons of European or Anglo/Saxon descent possess inferior mental capabilities, but some Caucasians truly lower the bar in terms of sub-par levels of intelligence."


"I'm sure I needn't further illustrate the severe deficiency of that other fellow in comparison to myself. You're well aware that I possess far greater capabilities, correct? Honestly, he's quite beneath me."


"Absolutely, my dear. I am more than elated to provide you the specific sequence of digits you would need to enter into the keypad of your personal communication device in order to reach me at mine."


"Apologies, but you are not in any way subordinate to me, you attractive and successful person of African-American heritage. Therefore, if you wish to consume a piping-hot ration of pomme frites, I'm really afraid I must insist that you invest the capital to procure them for yourself."


Jimmy Carter was dinged for going on record in an ill-advised "Playboy" interview as saying he had "committed adultery in my heart many times." Prior to a press conference, Ronald Reagan once forgot the oldest rule in the book (treat every microphone as though it's live), and uttered the now-infamous phrase, "We begin bombing in five minutes" in reference to the Soviet Union. And lord knows Dumbya had his fair share of broadcast gaffes, most notably his assertion to then British Prime Minister Tony Blair that certain Middle East turmoil would cease if they could just "...get Syria to get Hezbollah to stop doing this shit."

But the fact remains that in 2009, we have a president who is not only on record as saying, "You ain't my bitch, nigga. Buy y'own damn fries," but that it is intentional, widely available, and DIDN'T HURT HIM POLITICALLY AS HE WAS ELECTED PRESIDENT BY AN OVERWHELMING MAJORITY.

Holy fuck, I love this country.

Friday, February 06, 2009

The Horrible Truth About Renee Zellweger



The following printout was retrieved from Southern California by the DoF Industrial Espionage and Light Opera Society:

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----Init_Boot: zellwegerbot_X51 --- Serial: 405629
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---- CPU_check: okay
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---- RAM_check: okay
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---- Run_Directive_Prime: Locate lantern-jawed male unit and activate program: A01_adorability
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---- Run_Directive_Secondary: Kill Osama Bin Laden
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---- Sensor_check: okay
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---- Input_detect: misunderstanding_humorous
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-------- Run_Sequence: K04_Cute_Scrunchy_Face
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---- Analysis_Report: Carbon Adorability Response 64%
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---- Adorability_Check: FAIL
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-------- Run_Sequence: X08_payload_detonation
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---- Connection_Terminated


The DoF Industrial Espionage Light Opera Society is currently accepting new applicants for all positions.

DoF Friday Funk: Ironic Edition


Have we ever got it for you today, Funk fans. Best sit down, buckle in, and hang onto your undergarments. 'Cause this shit be HOT.



Pat Boone - "Love Letters In The Sand." Nobody brought the bass like the one and only P-Boo.



Perry Como - "Papa Loves Mambo." If this doesn't get your booty shakin', you should check the obituaries...Because you're probably dead.



Neil Sedaka - "The Diary." Neil's down and drrrty funk-tastic tribute to the boys and girls of the DoF. Recorded in Vina del Mar, Chile for extra-spicy south-of-the-border FLAVA. Enjoy!

Thursday, February 05, 2009

Master Debaters



One of my favorite past times has spawned a new favorite past time (does that make it current?) looking at Christian sites. Anywho, during my normal lunch hour scanning of gossip sites I came upon a post regarding the sale of the "Ex" t-shirts by the Passion for Christ Movement, which then lead me to their site http://www.p4cm.com/.

At the p4cm website you can purchase an array of "Ex" t-shirts that include: Ex-Masturbator, Ex-Diva, Ex-Hypocrite, Ex-Athiest, Ex-Fornicator, Ex-Hustler, Ex-Homosexual, Ex-Rebel, you get the idea because, well everything is a sin and wrong!
Personally, I would get the Ex-Diva shirt in purple. I don't think I am or ever was a Diva, but Beyonce once said that a diva is the female form of hustler and her husband Jay-Z, a self-professed former hustler, was once in a song entitled "I'm a Hustler". I consider myself to be a Jay-Z fan, ergo I must be an Ex-Diva and thus a sinner! A sound argument indeed.

This Day in History: 2003




Secretary of State Colin Powell urged the U.N. Security Council to move against Iraq, saying that Saddam Hussein had weapons of mass destruction and was harboring terrorists.

Hm. Wonder how that ever turned out anyway…




Today's Birthday:
Guns 'N' Roses bassist Duff McKagan is born on this date in 1963. 20 minutes later, he's resuscitated after a massive overdose of heroin and prescription drugs.


Wednesday, February 04, 2009

Things That Make You Say…

… yeah, that's about right:

from the Huff Post


Jude Law certainly got in touch with his feminine side for his new role in the upcoming movie, Rage.

The actor plays a transvestite supermodel called Minx in the edgy film, which also stars Dame Judi Dench and Lily Cole as a starlet called Lettuce Leaf.

The film, scheduled for release later this year, is a murder-mystery set in the fashion houses of New York.

Director Sally Potter recently praised Law for his performance, which sees the 36-year-old actor wear a jet black wig and heavy-handed make-up.

Though, by far the best part of this story was submitted by a Huff Post reader in the comments section:

"i thought it was penelope cruz for a SECOND"

Me too, oiba. Me too. 

And from this picture alone, I can tell you that in a "Would You Rather…?" tournament, it's Tranny Jude Law over Penelope Cruz all the way in that bracket. However, Tranny Jude Law eventually loses in the Sweet 16 to Rebecca Lobo.

Tea bags,

Blaine

DoF Newswire



(photo by John Shinkle, scraped from Politico.com)
Above:
Enjoying newfound free time, former vice president Dick Cheney laughs as he forces his sobbing illegal alien housekeeper to drown a puppy in front of him before handing out her week's pay. Says Cheney, "It's just a fun, silly tradition Ernesta and I have. It helps us relate."

Hot Sh!t: Digs Daily

Hand-picked hotness you need to check out. Or not. You know, like...whatever.

Today's Hot Sh!t: Digs Daily Blog

Selected by: Blaine Fridley

Beat junkies, this is the place to get your smack. Diggs Daily creator A. Digs is definitely a dude who knows his stuff. Soul, Funk, R&B and Hip-Hop dug daily from his crates to your computadora. Passionate, knowledgeable and just plain cool… Digs Daily is truly Hot Sh!t.


(Click the pic for today's Hot Sh!t)

Tuesday, February 03, 2009

This Day in History: 1894



Artist Norman Rockwell was born. Rockwell gained popularity through his now iconic depictions of American life and values for numerous covers of the Saturday Evening Post, the magazine he would work at for 47 years before becoming the art director at the fledgling German hardcore spank mag Riesen Titten.

Urinalysis: a multi-part study of the behaviors, codes, customs and characters of the workplace restroom

The Inexplicable Signage

I must confess...When it comes to work bathroom stuff, certain things should just be private. I don't want to know what you do in there any more than you want to know what I do in there. However, with the exception of certain agreed-upon deviances (such as peeing on the seat, or smearing doody on the walls), it's pretty much all the same stuff...To the point where we're more or less able to break it down to a very short numbered list. Number of items? Two.

Or, at least, that's all I THOUGHT that's all there were.

To wit: I saw this sign in the bathroom at my place of employ the other day:



It makes me think on several levels.

First, why is it only en Español? This company is quite progressive. They don't profile. The same rules apply to everyone in every other context. So, I'm puzzled.

Second, is this really a problem?!? Apparently, it must be, or there wouldn't need to be a sign posted. I mean, if you're yakking away on a handset, there's the echo to consider. Not to mention the fact that if you're in a stall, other people will just think you're talking to yourself, which is even weirder. And personally, I can't imagine having a nice, light conversation with a friend or family member while there is actual excrement actively purging itself from my digestive system. I just think some things should be done alone...and by "alone," I mean without engaging another person in any way, shape, or form, including on the phone. Give it some thought: Would YOU want to have a spirited chat with a pal, pretending not to notice the faint sounds of background-flushing urinals even as your buddy keeps pausing to grunt? Maybe that's just me.

Third...For once, I'm kinda glad I don't speak Spanish. Or else I wouldn't have been able to snap that photo on my phone's camera.