Posts Tagged ‘stupid’

The Next Best Thing

Friday, August 28th, 2009

piercingThe most recent season of Top Chef has taught me something. There are too many people out there who think they have to rebel against someone. They think that they can be unique by doing the same things that everyone else who rebels is doing. And for some reason, mutilating your own body for the "lofty" goal of self-expression is the form of rebellion that these individualistic lemming group thinkers choose.

Let me be frank. I don't really understand most tattoos. Injecting ink under your skin that fades and stretches and disappears – okay, I can see doing that if you have a real message or if it really means something to you. But the people with the tribal armbands and Chinese characters that they don't understand – what's the point?

Tattoos have become so mainstream, though, that the idiots out there need to take it to a new level and start piercing. People who put such huge gauges in their ears that they physically distort a part of their body are stupid. I've seen small gauges, and I guess if that floats your boat, I think it's weird, but what the fuck ever. But to have a hole in your fucking ear so big that Dumbo could fly through it? You're trying too hard.

What's next, though? People have silicon shapes injected into their bodies, they lace up their bodies like a pair of smelly shoes, they insert large pieces of metal into any part of the body that can take them. But they're still not unique. At all. These followers are the worst of them all, because they think they're expressing themselves. What they're really doing is following the crowd. The crowd decides that everyone's gauging their ears, they do it. Everyone's piercing their cheeks . . . done. Everyone's splitting their tongues, and the line for that shop is out the door.

Be unique, you fuckleheads. Why not try some of the following activities to express your true individuality?

  1. Remove a section of your rib cage and skin and replace it with a lucite terrarium. The power for it runs in a wire along your back, plugged directly into a battery pack which has been inserted into the fatty tissue of your left butt cheek. You can choose any type of animal to put in your terrarium, but cooler animals like chameleons, snakes, poison frogs, and those moths from Silence of the Lambs are all of the rage.
  2. Some of the fattiest tissue on the human body is in the ass. Why not pierce your ass cheeks together with a large piece? This can be especially unique if you get the optional accessory that hangs off the side and can hold a roll of toilet paper.
  3. The holographic message cube can be easily programmed via USB through your computer. All you have to do is program a message just for you, using millions of colors to form complex graphics, animations, and visuals. Then use a grapefruit spoon to scoop out your eye (you choose which one), and firmly lodge the message cube in the empty socket. Make sure to add batteries before sticking it in, because it can be tricky to get it back out again.
  4. Why not let your body allow others to express themselves? Using various surgical techniques, you can have your chest from nipple to nipple to sternum removed and replaced with an Etch a Sketch, a dry erase board, or that thing with all the little pins that you can use to make your own relief art. Your message can change every day or you can allow passers by or that employer on your next interview at McDonald's to express themselves.
  5. Split tongues are so 2009. It's time to split your body. By carefully slicing your body vertically with a large machete or the handle of a paper cutter, you can create two halves of your body that you can then pierce back together using any manner of customized metalwork. For a great treat, leave a 2-3 inch gap when you put yourself together so that people can see through you! They'll think you're the coolest guy in the world!
  6. The final way for you to be individualistic and not follow the crowd is to travel to the rural areas of China to practice head switching. A poorly trained surgeon will sever your head and an appendage of your choice and swap them! Imagine having your head resting on your right arm while your hand waves to you from the comfort of your neck stump. Cool, huh?

Watch Adam's Head Explode

Tuesday, June 30th, 2009

Someone who is not at all my younger 25-year old brother manages to almost make my head explode using only good old-fashioned ignorance and Yahoo Messenger:

NotMyBrother: why would someone I am doing an install for want to write me a BOA check from their company for a vehicle which is through their company and he won't make it for cash?

NotMyBrother: its a 2006 lincoln navigator I am doing a full-blown install on on saturday morning.

NotMyBrother: for a guy that owns an avaition insurance company

NotMyBrother: they insure leer jets etc.

adamheathavitable: because he wants his company to pay for it

NotMyBrother: so if its cash they wont?

NotMyBrother: the check made out to cash

adamheathavitable: if it's made out to a company, it's easier for tax purposes

adamheathavitable: for cash, it's not

NotMyBrother: TAX?

NotMyBrother: like 1099?

NotMyBrother: me

adamheathavitable: yes, NotMyBrother. that's what happens when a business pays for a service from another business

NotMyBrother: So he will cause me to get audited with a $500 install?

adamheathavitable: yes, exactly

adamheathavitable: the irs is going to bang down your door

adamheathavitable: because this guy is making sure he does his taxes legally

adamheathavitable: jesus christ

NotMyBrother: Frank has been writing me checks for the past 4 years…and never claims me.

NotMyBrother: How does that work?

adamheathavitable: i'm sure he does

adamheathavitable: when he does his business taxes, every amount has to be accounted for

adamheathavitable: all of those checks are considered as being paid for services rendered by another company

adamheathavitable: that's how it works

NotMyBrother: He pays his detail for the past 10 years with checks and its all under the table. His detail guy doesnt get taxed lol.

NotMyBrother: o ok, but not to the individual as a tax

adamheathavitable: if he writes a check, it's not under the table

adamheathavitable: you don't even understand how it works, so don't get yourself worked up over stupid shit

NotMyBrother: if he's writing check then that will screw me in other words and frank has been screwing me for 5 years then….he told me that its under the table

adamheathavitable: you're both idiots

NotMyBrother: you are making it seem like he is claiming me 1099

adamheathavitable: THERE'S NO SUCH THING

adamheathavitable: FOR FUCK'S SAKE

adamheathavitable: ANYTIME ANYONE GETS PAID BY CHECK AND IT'S A BUSINESS, THERE IS A RECORD OF IT.

adamheathavitable: your company IS an independent contractor of WHOEVER you do work for

adamheathavitable: and if they want to file a 1099 for their own business taxes to show what the money was spent on, that's their right

NotMyBrother: o

adamheathavitable: ok, i need to go before i reach through the computer and slap you in the head.

NotMyBrother: crap…I will have to turn down a $500 + install for this saturday

NotMyBrother: That sucks.

adamheathavitable: why do you have to turn it down?

adamheathavitable: yes, turn it down

adamheathavitable: turn down money

adamheathavitable: i don't give a shit

adamheathavitable: don't ask me another tax or business question ever again

What I did for Earth Hour

Sunday, March 29th, 2009

Yesterday at 8:30 PM from 9:30 PM EST was the self-designated Earth Hour when hippies, sheeple and morons were encouraged to "Vote Earth" by switching off their lights for one hour.

Here's what I did for Earth Hour:

8:30: Turned on all lights in the house
8:31: Turned the blender on grate
8:32: Set the microwave to defrost nothing for 58 minutes
8:33: Opened the refrigerator door
8:34: Opened the freezer door
8:35: Set the sprinklers to run
8:36: Plugged the vacuum in and turned it on
8:37: Toasted two pieces of bread on "dark"
8:38: Set the top oven to pre-heat at 250 degrees
8:39: Set the bottom oven to pre-heat at 250 degrees
8:40: Pulled all of the dishes out of the dishwasher and set it to run on the heavy cycle
8:41: Turned the dryer on "High" for 60 minutes
8:42: Turned on all televisions, cable boxes, and A/V receivers
8:43: Washed one shirt in the washing machine on "Heavy Load"
8:44: Set all alarm clocks to play the radio
8:45: Turned AC down to 45 degrees
8:46: Set all ceiling fans on high
8:47: Plugged in karaoke machine and turned it on
8:48: Toasted two more pieces of bread on "dark"
8:49: Opened garage door
8:50: Turned on garbage disposal
8:51: Closed garage door
8:52: Turned on all bathroom fans
8:53: Activated central vacuum system
8:54: Set intercom system on static
8:55: Opened garage door
8:56: Plugged in all 25 electronics that needed charging
8:57: Turned on pool pump
8:58: Closed garage door
8:59: Toasted two more pieces of bread on "dark"
9:00: Set my monitor on its highest power setting
9:01: Plugged in and turned on the leaf blower and weed whacker
9:02: Turned on hairdryer, curling iron, and electric shaver
9:03: Made coffee
9:04: Sent "War and Peace" to print in its entirety to all my printers
9:05: Opened garage door
9:06: Set the top oven to preheat at 500 degrees
9:07: Set the bottom oven to preheat at 500 degrees
9:08: Plugged in all Christmas lights
9:09: Turned iron on high
9:10: Closed garage door
9:11: Took all plastic bottles in the house and threw them in trash
9:12: Set all stove top burners to high
9:13: Toasted two more pieces of bread on "dark"
9:14: Plugged in car battery charger and attached it to my car
9:15: Opened garage door
9:16: Turned on all radios and CD players
9:17: Duct taped the doorbell so it would continuously ring
9:18: Sent 4,000 page fax to random fax number I found on the Internet
9:19: Emptied 14 cans of hairspray and spray paint into the atmosphere
9:20: Toasted two more pieces of bread on "dark"
9:21: Closed garage door
9:22: Duct taped icemaker so it would continuously make ice
9:23: Randomly turned circuit breaker on and off
9:24: Plugged in electric blankets and put them on high
9:25: Got hot, so plugged in box fans and put them on high
9:26: Opened garage door
9:27: Took shirt out of washer, put new one in
9:28: Plugged in every battery charger filled with dead batteries
9:29: Closed garage door
9:30: Went to bed, left everything running until 8AM the next morning

Happy Earth Hour!

Stick your LOL up your ROTFLMAO

Monday, March 16th, 2009

My wife isn't what I would call an early adopter of technology. I just recently turned on text messaging on her cell so that I could send her a quick message if I can't reach her at work, and it's been a source of frustration and confusion. Most acronyms that I take for granted because I see them regularly are not exactly obvious to her.

"What's ROFLTAMO?"
"Oh, you mean ROTFLMAO. It means "Rolling On The Floor Laughing My Ass Off."
"That's stupid. Nobody actually does that."

She's right. Do people actually LOL? Sure. But the rest of it has turned into hyperbole, just along with that cliche of someone saying they did a spittake or had liquid come out of their nose.

So I've decided to come up with some new acronyms to represent a more honest and better, wiser Internet.

IMWITT: I'm Masturbating While I Type This
RMEAYS: Rolling My Eyes At Your Stupidity
SHY: Secretly Hating You
IANADBIPOO: I Am Not A Doctor But I Play One Online
IANALBIPOO: I Am Not A Lawyer But I Play One Online
IGOOSS: I Get Outraged Over Stupid Shit
IKIAHB: I Know I'm A Hypocrite But…
IKIADB: I Know I'm A Douchebag But…
YAFDQ: You're A Fucking Drama Queen
AMCDTB: A Monkey Could Do That Better
TITBAYG: This Is The Best Apology You'll Get
IDYBYF: Yes I'm Dyslexic But Fuck You
TFBAGNA: Thanks For Being A Grammar Nazi, Asshole
CETIHNWTA: Commenting Even Though I Have Nothing Worthwhile To Add
WISILYIL: When I Said I Liked You, I Lied
IBTBDIAAW: I Blog, Therefore By Default I Am A Writer
IHWYHI: I'll Hate Whoever You Hate Indiscriminately

and finally:

ITLAOSTATOTWINTS: I'm Too Lazy And/Or Stupid To Actually Type Out The Words I Want To Say

Do you have any new acronyms to add to the ever-growing lexicon of the lazy dictionary?

The Worst Twitter Party Ever

Friday, March 13th, 2009

Twitter.com/Avitable
Avitable's Updates for March 12, 2009:

Hey everybody, I'm having a Twitter party tonight at 9PM! #Adam'sKickAssParty
Sent at 9:01 AM from TweetDeck

@MissBritt Oh, you've already got something? That's cool. Have fun! #Adam'sKickAssParty
Sent at 9:03 AM from TweetDeck in reply to MissBritt

@KarenSugarpants Yeah, maybe you can stop by mine, too. We'll be here, rocking out. #Adam'sKickAssParty
Sent at 9:04 AM from TweetDeck in reply to KarenSugarpants

@HelloHaHaNarf I understand. No worries. We'll have plenty of people come, I'm sure. #Adam'sKickAssParty
Sent at 9:06 AM from TweetDeck in reply to HelloHahaNarf

We're going to have music through Blip.fm and virtual booze and play party games – is there anyone I didn't invite? #Adam'sKickAssParty
Sent at 9:18 AM from TweetDeck

@TemptingMama It will be going from 9 until someone calls the cops! #Adam'sKickAssParty
Sent at 9:29 AM from TweetDeck in reply to TemptingMama

@AnissaMayhew Oh, you're hosting a sex toy party tonight? I hope my party doesn't eclipse yours! Sorry about the conflict. #Adam'sKickAssParty
Sent at 10:11 AM from TweetDeck in reply to AnissaMayhew

@KarlErikson You have a radio show tonight? Damn, sorry you won't make it. #Adam'sKickAssParty
Sent at 11:36 AM from TweetDeck in reply to KarlErikson

@Snackiepoo Can't you masturbate AND come to my party? You're a multitasker and you can just write "stewardesses" over and over again. #Adam'sKickAssParty
Sent at 11:49 AM from TweetDeck in reply to Snackiepoo

My guest list is filling up – DM me if you want to attend my awesome kick ass Twitter party tonight at 9! #Adam'sKickAssParty
Sent at 12:59 PM from TweetDeck

@RedneckMommy I know that your husband's only in town for three days, but how long can sex really take? 10-15 minutes max? #Adam'sKickAssParty
Sent at 1:04 PM from TweetDeck in reply to RedneckMommy

@MochaMomma ER hasn't been canceled yet? Can't you just record it and watch it later? #Adam'sKickAssParty
Sent at 2:23 PM from TweetDeck in reply to MochaMomma

Countdown: 30 minutes until partay time! #Adam'sKickAssParty
Sent at 8:32 PM from TweetDeck

Alright! Time to start the party! Everybody help yourself to some booze – http://tinyurl.com/aot24d #Adam'sKickAssParty
Sent at 9:00 PM from TweetDeck

@BoringAccountant Umm, hi. Thanks for coming! I didn't even know you were one of my Twitter friends. #Adam'sKickAssParty
Sent at 9:02 PM from TweetDeck in reply to BoringAccountant

@ThatNerdyGuyFromHighSchool Of course you didn't have anything better to do tonight! Why would I be surprised? #Adam'sKickAssParty
Sent at 9:04 PM from TweetDeck in reply to ThatNerdyGuyFromHighSchool

@BoringAccountant No, I don't really know much about FairTax. #Adam'sKickAssParty
Sent at 9:05 PM from TweetDeck in reply to BoringAccountant

@HomelessGuy How did you get in here? No, we don't have any rotgut. Go talk to @BoringAccountant. #Adam'sKickAssParty
Sent at 9:12 PM from TweetDeck in reply to HomelessGuy

@Margalit Why would you even want to come to this? I hate you and think you're a stupid, self-righteous cunt! Sigh. Have some virtual booze. http://tinyurl.com/aot24d #Adam'sKickAssParty
Sent at 9:33 PM from TweetDeck in reply to Margalit

@DentalSurgeon It's great to meet you. Thanks for coming to my party! I really don't want to post a picture of my teeth right now, though. #Adam'sKickAssParty
Sent at 9:49 PM from TweetDeck in reply to DentalSurgeon

@DungeonMaster4300 This isn't that type of party. No roleplaying here. Go cast your magic missile somewhere else. #Adam'sKickAssParty
Sent at 9:55 PM from TweetDeck in reply to DungeonMaster4300

@HomelessGuy Dude, stop talking about the government. They're not tapping into your brains. #Adam'sKickAssParty
Sent at 10:04 PM from TweetDeck in reply to HomelessGuy

@Margalit Really? You're going to attack @HomelessGuy because he's homeless? I hope you get hit by a car. #Adam'sKickAssParty
Sent at 10:10 PM from TweetDeck in reply to Margalit

@AryanNashun Hi there. I think maybe you should leave. We don't want your kind at my party. #Adam'sKickAssParty
Sent at 10:29 PM from TweetDeck in reply to AryanNashun

Oh great. @AryanNashun just posted a picture of his butthole and now he and @Margalit are having cybersex. My party guests suck. #Adam'sKickAssParty
Sent at 10:43 PM from TweetDeck

@BoringAccountant @DentalSurgeon @HomelessGuy No, I wasn't talking about you guys. Come back! I'll break out Twister or Scrabble! #Adam'sKickAssParty
Sent at 10:43 PM from TweetDeck

@DungeonMaster4300 Actually, you were one of the people I was talking about. I really don't want to pretend that I'm a female elf. #Adam'sKickAssParty
Sent at 10:44 PM from TweetDeck in reply to @DungeonMaster4300

This is a worse party than the Cinco de Mayo party where I gave everyone Montezuma's Revenge. I'm going to bed. #Adam'sKickAssParty
Sent at 11:38 PM from TweetDeck

Can't read my handwriting

Saturday, February 7th, 2009

My block

Let me tell you about this block. It was made in Adobe Photoshop CS2. I made it by using the shape tool to make three squares. Then I edited the perspective to make the sides look three-dimensional. I added a gradient to give it a bit more shading, and then added lighting effects to it.

I started making this block at 12:10 on Friday, February 6th, and finished at 12:15. I named it "block.jpg" so that I would be able to easily find it in My Documents.

I wrote this post because I was trying to think about something to write. I keep a notebook where I jot down ideas for blogging, and so I consulted it. Even though my handwriting was a bit hard to read, one note said, "Do a blog post in February to celebrate Block History."


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In other Avita-news:

Go wish Jessica, aka Black Belt Mama, a happy birthday or she might karate chop your sorry ass!

Soup or bowl

Monday, February 2nd, 2009

Most of you know how I feel about spectator sports. I don't understand what you retards enjoy about living vicariously through a team of athletes chasing a ball around a field or a court. Loyalties to a team because they're from a certain town or part of the country or because your parents rooted for them is blindingly stupid in a world where players jump teams like frogs on crack in a pond full of lily pads.

I've figured out one reason that matters, though. One reason that makes it worthwhile to cheer for a team and feel tension during each play. One reason to care about football or baseball or basketball or hockey.

Money!

After winning $25 during the Super Bowl last night, I've figured out that I could totally care about sports if I bet on one of the teams.

Goodbye apathy about sports. Hello degenerate gambling!