Goodies at the Mint
The Mint had been having its share of issues lately and was lanquishing for a time but now the guys are back, they're posting good stuff, good insights and its all fun and games again. To that end, I present two links they've got going right now. The Manzeer and pretty chick in a thong. (Sorry leblanc).

Ahhh, Minty!

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I suppose that I should perhaps just shut the hell up and get my work done and not worry about things. But that's not me, I don't work that way and must discharge what's on my mind or it expands until it discharges on its own in the form of a putrid stream of fury directed at some catalyst for the release.
Let me map this out as fuzzily as possible as some of the pertinent players are readers of the blog on occasion.
Say that someone you work with goes to a trade show to do some work. Kind of cool, kind of fun to get out of the office and hang out with geeks on parade or whatever. Now suppose that its one of those shows where you can score all kinds of corporate goodies (known as tchotchke in the business even though I have no idea how to spell it). Now, when you return to the office, you give a portion of the goodies away and, overtly, omit someone (can you guess who got missed?) then would you imagine that someone might take that a bit personally? Yeah, I would too and I do.

I guess the battle lines have been drawn again and at this point, I'm going to shut down everything but the most essential business related interaction with this person who'll remain nameless and genderless. I'm just glad that I don't have to listen to this person singing all day long anymore, that was enough to make me want to self combust. Oh well, we'll just see how the future rolls for now. I'm going to get my shit done and in order and basically, fuck them. You want to be petty and stupid then you are free to do as you please but don't ever expect anything from me again. You chose your battle and I'm choosing the war. Good luck or, more honestly, go trip down the stairs and break your leg or crack your head open and go spend the rest of your life sitting in a chair looking out the window for all I care.

Or, in two brief words, SUCK IT!

We now return to the regularly scheduled light humor and news that is Intellectual Poison's normal fare.