Twitter wha the by golly heck shudda we do?

Cripes, what a way to start me Sunday…. steveb comes in snifflin’ about how his damn Twitter account has been hacked again (by internet pirates, no doubt…har!), ‘n how he be all unhappy wit’ th’ situation ‘n ready t’ dump Twitter ’cause oif its inability t’ keep ’tis pockets zipped tight in terms o’ hackin’ ‘n mischievousness…meh, says I.. Twitter is for teen girls and technorati who got the time to fondle their daganab phones and sillycone  slabs… Continue Reading →

Capatin Kuka speaks: living in the present

I’d like t’ know jus’ wha’ scallywags are thinkin’ when they post pictures o’ themselves from 20 or so years ago. Do they reckon these pictures are cute? Do these folks reckon ’tis th’ way we see them? Do they wants t’ us t’ reckon o’ them this way? Continue Reading →

Volvo Station Wagons? Weapons of Destruction?

Ahoy! Wha’ th’ Davy Jones’ locker be it wit’ Volvo Station Wagons tryin’ t’ loot me out!

Wha”s wit’ these  ¦ (I shall call them “scallywags” rather than risk th’ unmitigated wrath o’ th’ internets well intentioned nazified minions ) recklessly drivin’ thar Volvo Station Wagon’s I ask? Continue Reading →

Wha’ th’ farrg

Ahoy! Wha’ th’ farrg be goin’ on wit’ th’ “leadin’” VTwin Print Media?

I washed up ‘n shaved ‘n drove o’er t’ th’ VTwin Expo in OH ‘n saw a weeer show than I can ever recall in me years o’ attendin’ it. Th’ show was well attended wit’ a good number o’ wha’ looked t’ be interested shoppers. It didn’ look like a sticker ‘n crap hunt, scallywags actually looked like they were havin’ meaningful natters. Continue Reading →

Every Day Low Price

All around me I see the shuttering of small concerns, and to be honest I am concerned. If folks stop spending, or when they do spend, only pursue the EDLP, I think we might be screwed. I can see our future clearly if we continue to barrel down this path Continue Reading →