Internet Annoyingmous:

"Hi, I'm AyeM8y,"

Hi AyeM8y...

"I joined Internet Anonymous not because I'm addicted to the internet but because I now find it incredibly annoying."


It was interesting for a while, then FB came along and ruined it. Not only does FB tag and track it's prey and their every movement but did you know that when you place a check mark next to the I Agree box when you download the FB Messenger App that you have agreed to allow them to hijack your phone's messages, photo's, videos, voice mail and even record audio?

I know.

I left FB a year ago. Mainly because I was on the road and desperately needed to get in touch with someone who never answers her phone but is always on FB. I wasn't able to select the messenger button. It just did nothing when I clicked it. I woke up one morning to find that I was the lucky recipient of a FB BETA roll out and it was not reversible. The entire format was new and I was no longer able to reference or search my friend list. I could live with that, but when I tried to use the messenger button nothing happened. I ended up being stranded for hours until she finally checked her phone.

So it was so long FB. Not to mention the fact that if I did a Google search for lets say a 16 gauge pneumatic brad nail gun...then every ad from then on was for a 16 gauge pneumatic brad nail gun. I wish there was some way of letting Google/FB know that I did my research on my own and purchased the said nail gun at a reasonable price and was no longer seeking it. If Google/FB is so interested in my purchasing habits and with the tools of tracking that they possess, they should know that I already purchased one!

The most annoying part of FB is that it just aint cool anymore. When my aunt Linda was the first one to like anything that I posted I knew it was over. Not that there is anything wrong with my aunt Linda, after all she is very tech savvy, but when everyone starts to do the same thing then it takes the fun out of it. Like gay marriage and smoking marijuana. 

This all brings me to the incredibly annoying Amyotrophic lateral sclerosis or ALS ice bucket challenge/meme/trend. Don't get me wrong, I'm all for raising awareness. AWARENESS, AWARENESS, AWARENESS! Enough with the awareness. ACTION, ACTION, ACTION...Please. That's exactly what happened or at least was supposed to happen. Who knows how much money these people actually raised and donated to the research of a progressive neurodegenerative disease that affects nerve cells in the brain and the spinal cord, a disease that more than likely does not have a cure nor will it ever since understanding of the brain is not that widely understood, and a disease that affects less than 6000 people a year in the US alone. Look, ALS deserves to be on the aware watch list but I can think of many other causes more worthy.

Raising money for ALS is a good thing. Except that it has turned into a circus of FB zombies dumping ice water over their heads over and over and over. Fledgling fame hogs need to be seen to be discovered so they all strip down and take the plunge, but when Ethel Kennedy dumping ice water becomes the evening news, I think the trend has jumped the shark. When everybody does it, it's not fun anymore. In fact it's stupid. It's annoying.


The Twitter has turned every trendy girl in the world into a mindless short on vocabulary twat that speaks in catch phrases. Or hash-tags. #Amazing, #OMG, #Stupid Cunts. Read a book for a change and stop drawing out more syllables than a word actually hasssssss. It's annoying.

Much like this horrid commercial, 

Actually it's so annoying that I like it. And upon further inspection I found the girl in this video is Myverick Garcia. Myverick? Really? Why not just name her Maverick? Myverick is just so damn annoying. Turns out Myverick was my home state's Miss Mississippi. She attends my alma mater, The University of Southern Mississippi.

That's so annoying.

It's Raining in Florida:

Somewhere in a dingy trailer park in Oklahoma, Anita Bryant weeps tremendous tears for the children of Florida.

It's a Barbra Day:

Not just any ole Barbra.

Jim Bailey as Barbra.

The best Barbra in the world.

He's better than Barbra.

Beauty Contest:

Nothing terribly sensational about a vintage beefcake bodybuilder contest. Except that I swiped these photos from a local blogger that I follow and whose father was a prolific photographer. He takes the old archived negatives and reprints them and then posts them on his blog. As far as I know I'm the only person who even visits. Anyway, I didn't ask permission to borrow these images so that we can ogle them on my not so family friendly haunt. I'm sure it's not that hard to track down my deceivery so I offer my apologies and thanks in advance.

Photo credits go to:

Click to embiggen and commence the ogling.

That Terrifying Moment When:

After you park your car in the underground parking garage, knowing that it violates all of your survival instincts, and you make your way to the elevator only to round the corner and find yourself face to face with Darth Vader.

It kind of reminds me of the reason why I hate to go into the basement.

Flip the Switch:

Swiped this from the restroom of the abandoned Gulf service station I've been turning tricks in lately. I kept flipping the switch to alert the attendant that I filthied it up and that it was in need of cleaning and fresh supplies. The flashing signal is apparently burned out.

Today I moved down the street to the abandoned Sinclair.