Issue 9

There has been one person more then any other that has been pushing for a new issue. That person has been Mike. "Your site sucks lately" or the infamous "Whats up with issue 9 that shit is like 6 months in the making" Well actually I was going to release it on my birthday and call it 20 years in the making. Well plans change and such. I do realize that the only reason I had so much time to write those things is because I was not sleeping right. So if I am writing this one you can put two and two together. Its 12:24 now and I am just getting started.

Lately I have been debating about what really constitutes an "issue". Well shit I invented APO-NETWORKS and the "issue-system", so the answer is I have intellectual property control of what makes up an issue.

Boy I have been vulgar this issue. Can you tell I am really pissed off? 

I gave blood today. The questionnaire was so classic that I can not even mention the words on it because geo-cities will censor my page. Lets just say that not much goes unasked.

Breaking new ground every day

That sounds like a great slogan right? Well let me tell you that phrase is like a nightmare to me. You see whenever Mike is over my house he decides to play some darts, and Mike has coined several phrases.

(picture of my wall that looks like I live in a pueblo)
"Ed, I am sorry"

(right below my dart board, so close)
"Ha- Do- Ken"

(my molding right above my dart board, so close Mike)
"Laser"

(Same molding)
"Breaking new ground every day"

I started out with 6 darts. Now I am down to three and Mike insist that he did not lose any of them. Part of it was my fault because I taught Mike how to skip darts off the ceiling (shown below)

"I did not make those"

More Classic Mike dart throws

"Ed if I was trying to hit the board I could"

"Ok I will stop now"

Yes unfortunately not even my curtains are safe as yesterday mike "broke new ground" by sending one through my curtains into the molding. 

You see the "cool" thing about my dart board is that you can flip it over and play baseball on the other side. mike literally knocks every pitch out the park. Not by hitting the home run section on the dart board but by actually hitting outside the dartboard (my wall) every time.

In fact we did a test I hung a troll doll right in the center of my dart board and said, "mike, try to miss this doll like those knife throwing magicians do." On his second throw he hit the troll.

Q: What would be the perfect Breakfast? A: Your sons picture on the box of Wheaties, Your Girlfriends picture on the cover of Playboy, And your wifes picture on the side of a milk carton

Today I ran across something on the printer that made me laugh.

  The Volume  of the Sphere is fubic inches.

The Volume of the Cube is fubic inches.

The Volume of the Cone is fubic inches.

  Boy does this bring back the memories. My first fortran program (above is the output of a c++ program) seemed like the most impossible thing. The output should look like this

  The Volume of the Sphere is 23.456 cubic inches.

  I just thought that the word fubic was so funny. It actually scares me to think the person made the spelling mistake three times. It could be a copy and paste thing, but what if the person did not know what the word cubic was? Now that is funny.

  When I first started a program like this takes days to make. Now I can knock it out in a few minutes.

It funny to look back on things like Fubic inches, especially when you are trying to make a derived class from the Node class called DoubleLinkList class and you are tying to decide what the link item should point to when using the default constructor. It makes Fubic inches look really lame, as if they were not lame already.