I don't know how to just upload songs. Anybody else know how?
Thursday, September 25, 2008
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
Monday, September 22, 2008
Some of my favorite reactions to this picture elsewhere...
"Its not just a joke! Its not a just a joke someone can take. “HEY THERE JUST JOKING ABOUT JESUS BIG DEAL” NO! NOT REALLY! IT IS A BIG DEAL YOU WANNA JOKE LIKE THAT (WHICH I DON’T THINK THAT YOU SHOULD) PUT A CELEBRITY THERE NOT JESUS! WHO EVER DID THAT AND GOT A LAUGH OUT OF THAT…REPENT MY SON REPENT! IF YOU THINK ITS FUNNY OR IN ANY WAY ACCEPTABLE YOU NEED SERIOUS HELP! ONLY THE KIND OF HELP JESUS CAN PROVIDE FOR YOU NOT THE KIND THAT DOCTORS GIVE! I SERIOUSLY WILL BE PRAYING FOR ALL! AND HOPE YOU SEE YOU GUYS IN THE KINGDOM OF HEAVEN CAUSE THATS WHERE I’M GOING! THANK YOU JESUS ONCE AGAIN THANK YOU JESUS!"
"God deemed all creation good- and that includes a dog’s butts (which are actually pretty important pieces of equipment if you happen to be a dog). Why is a dog’s butt any less holy than a butterfly’s wing, a cloud formation, a newborn baby’s skin, or a dying man’s eyes? And if God can reveal himself usign an ass (as he did with Balaam) why should we freak out over something like this? We are the one’s who have a problem with a dog’s butt, not God."
"All the people who didn’t have a problem with the picture didn’t use CAPITAL LETTERS for His(Jesus)name. That explains a lot about you guys. Carry on with your lives, we’ll see what happens in the end. God knows best. Thank you for that. Have a nice day."
"i wish there were more pictures of “seeing jesus in disgusting places.” there’ll never be enough, as far as i’m concerned. i want to see the shape of jesus in a picture of two men having sex while a third man tapes it and pleasures himself with a prayer shawl."
"Jesus was gay."
Posted by Gregbert at 1:52 PM
Sunday, September 21, 2008
Thursday, September 18, 2008
H'ok, so...I'm at my isolator work area thing grinding up bones with the radio blasting as usual. Kevin, my coworker, comes in and turns the radio down by turning the volume nob all the way down, and asks me if I need a setup. I say no and he leaves the volume down while he gets his setup and goes back to his isolator.
We both have our hands stuck in the isolator and don't feel like going to the radio to turn it back up. So we sit there for a few minutes in silence working...Then the volume gradually gets turned back up. We look at each other like WTF? Sometimes the radio goes in and out of reception, but the volume clearly went from "min" to "max". Something turned the nob. Something.....LIKE A GHOST.
So we're talking about it later, and Greg, our alligator loving friend, says "Oh yeah, this place has ghosts. I was in the core once and I heard kids laughing. I went to check it out, and there was nothing there. Then I left the core, but I ain't scared." Someone who was on the late shift got so freaked out by something that she asked to be moved to the day shift.
If we process 4 donors per shift, 3 shifts per day for a year that's 3,000 donors per year. Osteotech has been around since 1996 (I think...) so that's 36,000 donors, or 36,000 people who's bodies are chopped up and processed at Osteotech. Some ghosty must have gotten confused or stuck with it's body and is super pissed that I just turned it into Parmesan cheese. Unlike a lot of Ghosthunter houses the Osteotech building is not a creaky old house and is super brightly lit. There's no mistaking - that was a real friggin' ghost.
Posted by Gregbert at 1:37 AM
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
The rocks we smothered
We had no backup
And we would all go down together