Wait a minute! Where are the REAL memes?

Where's nutsack squirrel?

Paint huffer dude?

Mustard Guy?

Hyakugojyyuichi?

Hamster Dance?

Domo-kun?

WTF does he think this is?

I live in a very rural area, and a surprising number of my elderly neighbors not only don't use the net, they still have old black bakelite telephones with cloth cords and stamped-steel dials. Thus, if anyone's going to borrow my wireless, it'll likely be exactly the sort of situation Scheier and others figure: someone who's lost and needs to GoogleMap their way out of trouble. I've done it plenty of times... often, if I'm driving down I-95 in rural North or South Carolina, I'll pull into a cheap motel that offers "free internet" and borrow their connection for just long enough to find what I need. I am in tune enough with my connection at home that if some was suddenly doing warez P2P or porn I'd find out about it pretty quick (and they'd find out how crappy my router is under heavy load).

How was she, man?

Years ago, I worked at Xerox. I was always amused by the department secretaries who, on Monday, would be all excited because "look at these great heels I got at lunch for only seven bucks!" On Thursday, they'd be bitching because said seven-dollar heels hurt. Duh.

The real problem is poor quality, badly-fitted shoes and poor posture and gait. I've known far too many women who actually preferred heels to make any other conclusion. But in so doing, I point out that none of these women were wearing seven-dollar lunch-hour heels from Payless.