Turn It On Again

Posted: May 28, 2012 in Fridge Note


Summerfestblog has been activated, and is yet again on another platform, so all your links will need to be updated.  This one works, as does the one in the sidebar.

Most of the content has been migrated, and I’ve got the schedule started, although Summerfest’s web site doesn’t have much more than the headliners yet.  I will say the Emerging Artist series looks pretty good.

Feel free to stop by and comment.

  1. ifthethunderdontgetya™³²®© says:

    The lake looks very nice. I’d love to dive in.

  2. ifthethunderdontgetya™³²®© says:

    Stuff I read on the internets. (Comments department)

    As I have stated repeatedly, this is an issue of human rights and morality, not just one of water. Ignoring the warnings of eminent scientists, the people of Waukesha continued to drink radon laced water year after year. The result: a generation of crazed Tea Party mutants. And worse to come if they don’t start drinking decent Lake Michigan water. Stop the bickering, and give these poor people the water they will need to prevent the full zombification of future generations.

  3. Kathleen says:

    the Summerfest blog, that is. not the poisoned water

  4. herr doktor bimler says:

    Radiation, yes indeed! You hear the most outrageous lies about it. Half-baked goggle-boxed do-gooders telling everybody it’s bad for you. Pernicious nonsense! Everybody could stand a hundred chest X-rays a year. They ought to have ’em too.

  5. Jennifer says:

    Lonks to Zombie blogs are just like Coke products… ever-increasing and taking up more shelf space.

  6. true, true…. but you can just delete fish’s lonk, and the shelf space is the same!

  7. Big Bad Bald Bastard says:

    Sounds like someone has a fun summer planned. I think I may have to Gazoogle some of those emerging artistes.

  8. Hmmm, the Fatty Acids sound like an interesting band!
    Looks great. I left a comment on the new blog. 🙂


  9. Jennifer says:

    Needs more saggy pleather…

  10. Pleather at a summer festival? Ewww.

    Although the metal girls will probably be sporting many pleather minis or halters….

  11. There can be only one…

  12. ifthethunderdontgetya™³²®© says:

    I wonder if one of our animated .gif experts would be interested in working in the saggy pleather medium.

  13. Jennifer says:

    I thought there was a new post… talking about feelings… I did take a large dose of sinus medication today so maybe I’m hallucinating…

  14. you’re not hallucinating, Jennifer. It went terrible, so I yanked the plug, as was foretold in the prophecy.

  15. mikey says:

    I can’t understand it.

    It IS a shitty Thursday…

  16. pretty shitty for a Thursday, mikey.

  17. I had hoped for help, but oh well.

  18. FWIW, there was a cute video of a hamster dying in a hail of gunfire.

    OBV, the definition of ‘cute’ may vary.

  19. mikey says:

    Hoping for help is usually a sign of desperation.

    From where does help come? Imaginary digital friends say nice things, still the walls tremble and the ground shakes.

    We pour drinks and sit with our ‘real’ friends, who shake their heads and commiserate, all the while thinking “damn I’m glad I’ve got a job and some cash and I’m not sinking like THAT poor bastard”.

    We ask people “who do you know – can I talk to them about a job/project/network?”

    They say well, lemme get back to you. You’re damaged goods, and too much connection to you could be bad for their future.

    “So I go down the streets,
    down to my good friend’s house
    I said “Look man I’m outdoors you know,
    can I stay with you maybe a couple days?”
    He said “Uh, Let me go and ask my wife”
    He come out of the house,
    I could see in his face
    I know that was no
    He said “I don’t know man, ah she kinda funny, you know”
    I said “I know, everybody funny, now you funny too”

    Ever’body funny.

    Mitt Romney wants me to die. Often I want to quit, but the fact that Willard hates me provides just enough satisfaction to go one more day.

    Then we’ll see…

  20. Hoping for help is usually a sign of desperation.


  21. Mitt Romney wants me to die.

    I doubt it rises to that level of cognition. He doesn’t even recognize anybody below State Senator; he barely recognizes drivers and waitrons; I am certain that he gives his wife’s horses more consideration.

    I wouldn’t even count him as misogynist or racist, per se; he is a cold-fuck misanthrope. Any creature not one of his immediate family or patrons, and FOAD. What’s the word for a person who doesn’t care about any other creature on the planet?

  22. mikey says:

    Nope. He wants me to die. If it’s any consolation, he wants you to die too.

    He doesn’t have to know I exist, or even be able to understand that I DO exist in order to want me to die – I fit enough categories that if he could, he’d order a drone strike against mikey HQ. By the way, why is it a ‘strike’. I mean, that’s some awesome phraseology, it’s got testosterone squirting out of both ends, but it seems to kind of obscure more than it reveals. Perhaps the problem is that we don’t want to use the term ‘bombing’ because they actually use missiles, not bombs, and we don’t have a good word for that – ‘missiling’? That’s dumb. So we kind of settled on ‘strike’. Like strike three, you’re dead. But I’m gonna put some thought into it, because I think we can do better. But I digress – again – as the baby on teevee says, lemme show you my shocked face.

    No, see, the thing is that if we’re not contributing profits to Willard and his ilk, we’re a drain on democratic society, at least as envisioned in the fascist minds of our right wing nationalist overlords. The amusing thing (amusing in the sense that the bubbles are very pretty as you are drowning) is that they are lying about every major ideological position they claim to hold. They don’t want small government – they love prisons and armies and banks and they want government to imprison people who take drugs and manage the reproductive health of every woman. They don’t have any problem with deficits – they just don’t like spending their money and that of their friends on people who might not conform to their preferred image. If they can cut education and health care spending and public health programs, if they can immiserate and impoverish us enough, we’ll die. How can that NOT be the outcome they have in mind. They want to live in a world filled with white people in nice suits and a well behaved, nice smelling army of servants that knows their place.

    I know. None of this is news to you, or anybody else we hang out with. But it’s important to say it out loud – Willard wants us to die…

  23. mikey, I love the portion of your book that talks about deficits, and this is a good time for me to admit that I am seriously looking toward voting Republican, just so I don’t have to fucking hear EVER AGAIN how deficits are the worstest bad things ever in the history of bad things ever bad horrible no-good bad, until Dick Cheney can again say that deficits don’t matter because Republicans are again in charge of things. Because at least then they will unleash the spigot of deficit spending to make the economy hum.

    At least then I can position myself near the deficit-spigot in order to siphon a meager amount of living dollars, as opposed to now, where nobody having any money ever again is supposed to somehow make the economy pick up, just like the Underpants Gnomes know that stealing underpants will result in PROFIT.

  24. herr doktor bimler says:

    From where does help come?
    I hope you were lifting up your eyes unto the hills while asking that question.

    Mitt Romney wants me to die.
    It’s more that the Free Market wants you to die, and Romney is simply an embodiment of its agenda. The jobs have been exported so the people who filled them are now surplus to requirement.

  25. mikey says:


    Clarification noted.

    Is there anybody who DOESN’T want me to die?

    Other than my monkey butler and that russian woman?

  26. umm, mikey, I am pretty sure I don’t want you to die.

    But I’ve been drinking, so you might need to check again at a later time.

    I dunno about Orly. I suspect she might be into breathplay.

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