Nothing. Nadda. Zip. Zilch.

You know, I’d feel bad about us not getting a post together tonight, but I know for a fact that you just come here for the comments anyway, so it’s no big deal.

Anyway, you’ve got the whole weekend ahead of you and a wad of cash in your sweaty little fist (which is all covered in Cheeto dust), so maybe you could dump a little of it on one of our fine advertisers.

There’s Rogue Amoeba. They make good stuff. Although Kafasis tried to kill me that one time.

Well, there’s also Delicious Monster. The things they can do with an iSight camera. Tell you what. Although Shipley did call me a… well, let’s just say he said I like to do something to dogs that I don’t. Totally. I mean… really. I don’t even know how that would work.

Anyway, that brings us to our new advertisers: Shiny White Box and Many Tricks. They also make boss software and so far neither of their CEOs has tried to kill me or accused me of being into bestiality.

Of course, we’ve only just met so…

I should probably give them some time.

…

Do you think Gruber has this kind of relationship with his advertisers?

2,949 thoughts on “Nothing. Nadda. Zip. Zilch.”

  1. Cheer up. At least you didn’t end up with two left feet, so you might have a career in dancing. Unless the dance requires that you put your arms around your partner–that would be awkward.

    Sorry Psyko. We never did raise any funds to pay off your debts, either.

  2. Chorus effect be damned.

    I want DISTORTION and Number Eleven on the amps.

    Nearly forgot, no one named Samson at the gig.

  4. Psyko I got your new arm. The one I ordered on back order so I went to a gym and cut the arm off of a body builder. Now your new arm can crumble granite, but there may be some side affects due to the steroids that may have built up in the arm.

  5. Bad news, Nxxx. Nigel Tufnel’s new Marshall amps go to twelve.

    Good for you, Del, on getting Psyko a proper arm. Now he can pitch for the (sub)Mariners. I was about to send him the arm I tore off my daughter’s Cabbage Patch doll, which would not have helped much.

  6. Being a Euro, I fail to understand the logic, Ace.
    If that arm was good for pitching cabbage patches, then what could it do with a baseball puck?
    Trust I have the nomenclature correct as the only baseball position I know is the quarter-back.

  9. Woo hoo! Thank you Del!

    No worries about the steroids, I’m sure they won’t be too big of a problem since I didn’t ingest them. I hope. What I’m really wondering about here is whether you really had to get the arm from a female body builder or not. You know what, whatever, as long as it works. I guess I’m just going to have to for a mirrored Advent Children Cloud look here and keep a long sleeve and glove over it at all time. Oh hey, I might actually be able to lift his sword too!

    This is awesome!

    MARK

  11. Actually, there’s no need for John to take the site down… y’know… let the old crowd hang out here… finding new meanings for old posts… breaking the giga mark just two days before he decides to reopen the rumour mill… rite?
    …
    rite?
    …
    …
    Guys? anyone left?

  13. Let’s not forget that Rip invited us over to his blog, although he might regret that soon enough.

    For now, I’m comfortable here, like Otis in the Mayberry jail. I’ve even got my own key.

  14. Wow. My CARS post over at MacUser was approved. Right after the one by Ace Deuce. Soon the whole web will mourn the passing of the CARS site…

    Or not.

  15. I just want you all to know that you’re always welcome over on Rip Ragged. Moltz included.

    This feels like losing a family member, or possibly one of my blue and brown argyle socks, or the Z from the Scrabble game. Huge.

    You can even bring the sexbots and iFlames. Don’t sit on the furniture though. The things that live in it are aggressive. It won’t be the same as CARS, mind you, but it won’t be the same as losing touch with everybody, either.

    The best part over on my blog, is that when you ignore the post you usually haven’t missed much.

  17. Hiatus. The operative word is “Hiatus.”

    Right?

    A vacation. Sabbatical. Pause.

    Please Mrs. Avery, I just want to talk to her. Only keep her a while.

  19. Thanks for all the fun and putting up with an ancient Yuro.
    Rip, I realise that Adolf was a bit left wing for you and I am the son of a Welsh Miner, that means for me, Marx was as abominable as Adam Smith, well his Institute anyway. are you sure the blog will not explode if post?
    Thanks Guys.

  20. Thanks for all the fun and putting up with an ancient Yuro.
    Rip, I realise that Adolf was a bit left wing for you and I am the son of a Welsh Miner, that means for me, Marx was as abominable as Adam Smith, well his Institute anyway. are you sure the blog will not explode if post?
    Thanks Guys.

  21. I´m still not sure this particular part of the CARS universe is going to dissappear. I mean, it´s the Gigapost. The sum of all the rediculous stuff said here should be as hard to remove from a server as a year old bubble gum from the underside of a chair, right?

    Klayman

  22. If blogger blows up from too many comments, well then, blogger is inadequate and new quarters will be found.

    A coward dies a thousand deaths, a brave man only eight-hundred-fifty-two.

  23. Pshh. The Peeled Apple has nowhere near the same dedication to quality reporting as John. I mean, when was it last updated? October? No Macworld speculations, no Macworld coverage… pshh. Pshh.

    That’s what I say. Pshh.

    Maybe we’ll start a CARS support circle.

    “My name is Apple Lopsider, and it’s been 3 days since I last checked to see if CARS had been updated?”

    “…and had it?”

  24. I’m checking back on Monday. Maybe Tuesday, but that’s it.

    Well, after Wednesday that’ll be it. Then Thursday and Friday–I’ll probably check then too.

    But Friday’s it, really. I mean it. Not kidding.

    Really?

  25. Well, there´s still comments coming in. 125 so far. But most of ´em are prolly just coaxed by the evil goats legal threats, so I´m not sure they count. ‘sides, Moltz posted that he would post to let ppl know he´s not posting anymore. If you read between the lines, that´s a clear message to the rest of us, that he´s really just held hostage by the remaining cyberapocalipse robots. So. What´s the plan, fellas, how do we bail him outta this mess?

  26. I just couldn’t help coming down into the tunnels on the one year anniversary of their ground-breaking. I still haven’t found my wallet, and now I wonder how much longer I’ll have to look for it?

    I guess I’ll just keep coming around and checking to see if the Tera-Post still exists.

  27. Carbonfish,

    I thought I gave your wallets back to you months ago, but apparently not. So I went through the Lost and Found bin at Tunnel Central and found three wallets with your identification in them (but, curiously, no money). You can pick them up at Mt. Tabor Park rubber-banded to the top of the swingset about a stone’s throw from the caldera. Avoid the kid with the hooded yellow raincoat. He’s evil and will tell you it’s against the rules to climb the playground equipment and you’d better stop or he’ll tell his mom to call the police. Have fun!

  28. Watched part of the Superbowl last night but still puzzled. Where was the bowl? What was super about the bowl?
    We play bowls on grass or indoor carpets. We play flat and Crown Green. You’d also be banned permanently for going on the green in spiked shoes and running around in such an unseemly manner. Interfering with other players is against the rules, the only contact allowed is between balls, which seems a common factor.

  29. Well I finally sobered up (some what) after my post CARS wake.

    *sigh* Now to go looking where everyone ended up.

  30. Well. I’ve been over to Rip’s, but it hasn’t reached critical mass. You know when you begin blowing up a balloon and it just won’t budge? You get blue in the face, and look like an idiot until at some point it goes *foom* and fills up quickly? Like that. Not there yet.

  31. I wonder if we all did our part and religiously clicked some of the google ads every day Moltz could afford his bar tab.

  32. Good idea Del but my bulk mailbox is already overflowing each day. BTW how do they know about my size?

  33. The webcam I snuck into the boys locker room? You can subscribe to the feed for the low price of $5.99 a month.

  34. I’m currently working on a conspiracy theory involving the cavern full of dogcows and the fact the Entity’s real name is Moof.

    Anyone want to help?

  35. That sounds plausible. There’s gotta be a coonection. Somebody must be responsible, or at least held responsible. Maybe I saw a trough filled with Baked Lays in the dogcattle cavern…

  37. I guess I’ll miss the next party, Rip’s site is blocked here at work, (Suprized they never got around to blocking CARS), and I’m too damned lazy to pull it up at home. (OK, lets see some comments on that, It’s just too damn easy)

  38. I guess the question is: Could something shaped like a dogcow morph into the shape of Jennifer Fricking Connelly?

    We’re talking about an alien here. Of course! Those aliens can do anything!

    They’re, like, alien.

  45. Del,

    That’s tempting, but the topic is procrastination and donuts over at Rip’s.

    Also, I don’t have the MP link handy. Sad, really.

    Aaargh! Now I can’t get the MOOF vs. MILF question out of my mind! It’s driving me mad.

    At least it’s a short drive.

  48. Uh Nxxx, on this side of the pond, we say “all together.”

    “Altogether” means naked, wearing no clothes in any way, shape, or form. And it’s February, so I’ll pass.

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