In the book titled Sabotage which was filled with Tales of Work Place Mischief, there was one guy who worked as a temp at a place like Rev. Phelps organization and he just fed all the letters with checks in them through the shredder.
I worked as a temp for an insurance lobbyist. I quit after three days, because I just felt dirty. They weren't evil enough to sabotage. The people were perfectly lovely; everything they were doing was legal and even ethical, I suppose. I didn't like feeling dirty at the end of the day.
Yep, they had to pay it.
Heh.
Except that in this case it seems more likely to push up their Google rankings than to crash their server.
Clicking on an existing link wouldn't increase their Google ranking, nor would just sticking the URL in your browser. (Also, the link to it here won't affect anything, as Google does not scan b.org threads.)
Of Course, no plans.
Haven't had fun on NYE for a very long time.
I hate Fred Phelps, but messing with his site requires going to his site...ew!
Of Course, no plans. Haven't had fun on NYE for a very long time.
Which prompts today's question:
When was the last time you had fun on New Year's Eve?
Met my first love on NYE, actually. I'm surprised Auld Lang Syne doesn't get me hot.(It doesn't, before that rumor gets started, but...)
I thought that would make New year's Special Forever, but, nsm.
Last year! I think it was last year.... I (along with a couple of other people) threw a party at a karaoke place. SO FUN. Nothing I like more than karaoke, unless it's karaoke with many good friends around.
Dear The People Who Stand Directly In Front Of A Revolving Door, Thus Preventing Anyone Currently
In
The Revolving Door From Exiting,
Look, jackhole, it's not astrophysics. Move to the side. MOVE TO THE SIDE.
Trapped In A Cylinder,
shrift
Clicking on an existing link wouldn't increase their Google ranking, nor would just sticking the URL in your browser.
Fair point that I hadn't thought of. But my browser would know I'd been there, and I'd know I'd been there.
We usually have fun on New Years, although it is strictly family fun
(with mommy and daddy drinking wine on the side). We always get a new movie and make lots of finger food -- dogs in blankets, pizza rolls, havarti cheese melted in crescent rolls, spinach dip and pumpernickel bread -- and watch the movie and chow down, then switch to the ball dropping.
For a couple years, we went to my friend's house and stayed over -- the kids all played in the family room, and the grownups stayed upstairs with a big dinner and wine and music and some kind of board game. That was a lot of fun, too. Although getting up to drive an hour and a half home the next day wasn't fun, so much.