Ann Coulter

What a fantastic woman. What a marvellous breath of fresh air.

Can't believe the girl is single, most men have dreamed about women like this their whole life. After you get old enough, you stop believing such women exist, anywhere. You start to get older and you realize you are never going to meet these fantastic women, you are going to have to compromise or remain alone your whole life.

If she had a face like a bulldog she'd still be a 50000 watt sexual buglight, but she is astonishingly beautiful physically. Note the unusual high, warbling voice.

Holy shit, what a bender last night. I haven't had that many shandies since the Engelbert Humperdinck Christmas Special. What time is it? Let's see what I started writing on the ol' blog last night.... oh my giddy aunt!!

It seems that I had a bit of a twinkle in my eye for a neurotic stick insect who's probably sitting in Starbuck's right now, dabbing at her mascara and nibbling at her little biscuit as her womb shrivels up to resemble a piece of dried out crocodile jerky. I'm feeling much better now, thanks.

The post-modern woman seems to come in two special varieties these days. You got the vinegar-filled leftwhingers on the one side, and then the shrill neurotic neoconservatives on the other. It's enough to make a man join a monastery and spend the rest of his days milling cornflour in between Hail Mary's.

The Ideal Bunker Environment (Part II)

Having browsed through a Solver colour chart at great length, I've decided upon the optimum colour for a confined long-stay environment to paint my bunker's interior with. It got a bit of a stain on it from being used as a coffee coaster but I reckon it's okay, I got the gist. I speak from experience when I say that it's important to get all the little details like interior decoration just right. The last thing you want in a survival situation once you've closed that hatch shut behind you is to find out that you've overlooked a small but critical element anywhere. This is why I am an ardent perfectionist with an eye for detail and possessed of a razor-like concentration.

Fault-OS

For the past 17 years, I've been working on producing a bunker Operating System in BASIC 2.0 that could fit onto a 5.25" diskette.
Last night I had something of an epiphany, and scrapped the previous beta in favour of a whole new version in Commodore64 machine code that will fit onto a data cassette tape, so you don't even need a costly 1541 drive.

Lay these three facts down:

1. The Commodore 64 holds the distinction of being the most widely produced single model computer in history, with upwards of 30,000,000 units sold.
2. Every home has one in the garage somewhere.
3. There's a wide range of software already available for these little beauts, and the kids just love 'em.

Ben Daglish provided the background music

I know what you're thinking. "Mex that looks neato, but what if I already sold off my Commodore 64 at a flea market back in the 90's and I can't get hold of one now - can I still power my subterranean lair with this programmatically impeccable piece of magic?"

Our minds are on the same page. Fortunately, the answer is "Yes". Beta testing has confirmed that the software is fully operational on a Commodore 128 under the C64 emulation mode.

If my Kickstarter campaign really takes off, I may even port an Amiga version.

You know, actually...