…as long as you realize you aren’t being the pig.

Rush supporters would have you believe that boycotting companies that advertise on the Rush Limbaugh show are trying to take away his right to free speech. From a distance, this accusation has some merit: Rush said something people didn’t like, but the First Amendment guarantees that Rush can say whatever he wants like it or not- welcome to America.

The problem with that argument is that no one is telling Rush what he can or can’t say. These boycotts simply represent what consumers are and aren’t willing to buy. If like Rush, you are in the business of packaging your speech and taking it to market for sale, it’s no longer a matter of the speech, but the salable good that speech has become.

For instance, if Pepsi produced a sewer water flavored soda in a can that had a great big swastika on it, the demand for Pepsi would (hopefully) shrink exponentially.  Furthermore,  by carrying such a product, any vendor would run the risk of losing customers for any other goods they may carry (who wants to shop at a place that sells Sewer-Flavored-Nazi-Pop).  That being said, free speech gives Pepsi the right to market their product anyway it wants, but the First Amendment does not compel consumers to purchase it.

The First Amendment guarantees a rapper can rap about shooting a cop. However, it doesn’t guarantee that rapper will sell any albums, or even get a record contract to produce any albums- the free market dictates that. Free speech guarantees an author can write pro-white-supremecy hate literature, however no publisher has to offer the writer a book deal.

So, for all of the people screaming about the violation of free speech: Stop. Really. Free speech means Rush can say whatever he wants- it will be up to the free market to decide whether it’s a product that is worth the payment. Don’t blame the boycotts for Rush’s loss of advertising- blame Rush for producing an inferior product.

Is it too much, or not enough?

It’s 3 AM in the morning, I’m sitting at my favorite coffee shop pondering whether another cup of coffee will make one damn bit of difference when I next fall asleep, and some things become very (un)clear in my mind:

• When your date tells you he has to hurry up and get home so he can do his pre bedtime yoga, madam, he is not that into you.

• The ladies sitting in the booth next to me told the waitress they have been together for 18 years and counting- I listen to them and I just cannot understand why people fight so hard to prevent them from being able to get married.

• If someone offers you a dirty chai, say yes.

• I believe in science, I really do, but I refuse to believe that there is any human being that can state the age of the Earth with 100% certainty.

• I’m well past the age of being cool- the kid next to me is playing his music way too loud, and this very cool furniture makes my back hurt.

• I never want to get to an age where Muppets don’t rock.

• It’s really easy to tell who is ending their night, and who is beginning their day.

• I really should switch to decaf.

I love @font-face. I love using @font-face on WordPress sites. I love viewing the WordPress sites in which I use @font-face with Firefox.

That being said, you can imagine my chagrin when I went to update a WordPress site, using Firefox, and saw that NONE of my @font-face rules were working!

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Recently, there have been a troubling number of “spam” type updates on friends’ Facebook pages. We all love the Facebook, but unfortunately with anything that is so popular, there are always going to be people out there looking to take advantage of it. Here are a few easy things you can do to prevent the hacking of your Facebook account.

If you have ever seen something like this:

you know what I’m talking about.

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Man, exciting times!

Getting sooooo close to some very exciting changes.

Stay tuned…

Who looks more uncomfortable?

You are all very welcome.

This man is a "dream surfer"? Huh?

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There is really nothing better than struggling with code- trying, failing, researching, trying again, failing again, re-researching, and then just as I’m about to chuck my computer across the room, nailing it with a Hail Mary!

Code is poetry.

Carry on!