Corner of the Bar Babes Present

Christmas Presents for the Corner of the Bar Babes!

pamibe, my partner in design crime, has come up with a fantastic new logo for the exalted Corner of the Bar Babes! Pam really does some nice work! Make sure you go over and tell her thanks!

Corner of the Bar Babe

If you see any of the Babes in the following list, tell them to get over here and get their present. [Look down in the extended entry for instructions]

Amy: Aimless
Margi: As I See It..
Candy: Candy Universe
Linda: Civilization Calls
Helen: Everyday Stranger
Emmie: I Don't Think
Momma: Mamamontezz
Dana: Note-It Posts
Pam: Pamibe
Susie: Practical Penumbra
Beth: She Who Will be Obeyed
LeeAnn: The Cheese Stands Alone
Kate: Venomous Kate
Denita: Who Tends The Fires
Erica: BigStick.US
Heather: Angleweave
Anna: Primal Purge

If I left you off the list, fire off a nasty comment and I'll get you put in the sidebar as soon as I can!

Helen's Hot Holiday

Highlights of Helen's Thanksgving Celebration!

He laid her on the table
So white clean and bare.
His forehead wet with beads of sweat
He rubbed her here and there.

He touched her neck and then her breast
And then drooling felt her thigh.
The slit was wet and all was set,
He gave a joyous cry.

The hole was wide...he looked inside
All was dark and murky.
He rubbed his hands and stretched his arms...
And then he stuffed the turkey.

Cyborg Bloggers II

C.Y.B.O.R.G. Generator: Enter your name and the Cyborger will tell you your Cyborg name and your dark purpose.

Cyborg name generator came up with these descriptive names and purposes for the members of Madfish Willie's Corner of the Bar Babes. [Note: This is an updated list and there will be some surprizes here!]

P.A.M.: Positronic Artificial Machine
A.M.Y.: Artificial Mechanical Youth
D.A.N.A.: Digital Artificial Nullification Android
S.U.S.I.E.: Synthetic Unit Skilled in Infiltration and Exploration
C.A.N.D.Y.: Cybernetic Artificial Neohuman Designed for Yardwork
M.A.R.G.I.: Mechanical Android Responsible for Galactic Infiltration
E.T.H.N.E.: Electronic Technician Hardwired for Nocturnal Exploration
L.I.N.D.A.: Lifeform Intended for Nocturnal Destruction and Assassination
H.E.L.E.N.: Humanoid Engineered for Logical Exploration and Nullification
D.E.N.I.T.A.: Digital Electronic Nocturnal Infiltration and Troubleshooting Android
J.E.N.N.I.F.E.R.: Journeying Electronic Neohuman Normally for Intensive Fighting and Efficient Repair
V.E.N.O.M.O.U.S.: Vigilant Electronic Neohuman Optimized for Mandatory Observation and Ultimate Sabotage
K.A.T.E.: Kinetic Android Trained for Exploration

Tomorrow: The Cyborg Munuvians

www [dot] margilowry [dot] com

As you may have noticed, I am constantly poking around in the code and messing my blog up! I like poking around... all kinds of places!

I think that the aesthetics of a blog are part of the appeal to readers. Now granted, mine is not the prettiest blog in the blogosphere I do try to add some neat coding and buttons and bells and whistles to make it a more inviting [and I hate this term] experience for my readers [bowfem].

As I go to other sites and see stuff I like, I try to find out how to do it for my site by looking at source code and then jacking around in my code. That works well enough with Blog*Spot, but not too good with MT. So, I am usually relegated to begging asking the blogger for help and advice.

One of the site's I think has a great visual appeal, as well as content, is As I See It.. or www [dot] margilowry [dot] com. She has a really cool set up. Comments that expand inside the entry body. Expanding and collapsing extended entries. Cool graphics and backgrounds. Hover links using the overline and underline tags. Non-standard separators between the stuff and the thingys on the posted by line. I've asked her on more than one occasion how she did this or did that and she jumps right on it and gives me back a really nice e-mail explaining how or where. She's just the best!

Anyway, I thought it would be appropriate to give her some public kudos for all her help and assistance. At least my stuff can look nice, even if it is just a big ol' pile of crap!

THANKS MARGI!

Now, everybody run over to her site and let's give her a Willie-Lanche [or just drop off a six-pack or bottle of tequila]!

UPDATE: I forgot to tell you guys this, but Margi is one fine looking lady!

Preliminary Logo

All the Corner of the Bar Babes have been asking for a logo to put on their site. I was jacking arounf the other night and decided to see if I could design a half decent one. So, here is the first logo I designed for you. Let me know of anything you think might make it better and how it looks on your site!

The Coner of the Bar Babes

Well, crap... I guess I really messed up. I left a name off of the Corner of The Bar Babes list. I knew I was gonna leave someone off, and then get into a world of shit for being so stupid.

So, Two-Dragons of Who Tends The Fires, Imperial Tender of the Fires, Keeper of Useless Trivia, Glorious Lady of the Rott and now, Corner of The Bar Babe, please accept my most humble apologies for my oversight.

Now that the kissing of the ass is completed, Two-Dragons may help us design a logo for Madfish Willie's. I understand she is a very talented artist; we look forward to finalizing what we are looking for so she can help us out with a beautiful, hand-drawn logo, with pretty colors and everything.
[No pressure to perform there.]

Cheers!

It's been brought to my

It's been brought to my attention that there are no girls in the Corner of The Bar Gang!

So, I aksed Harvey and Blackfive: "What about letting girls in the gang?"

Harvey: "Guys don't have girls in their gang!"

Blackfive: "Yeah, what the hell's the matter with you anyway?"

Well, that is a private club after all. So, let's start a private club for the babes that regularly visit Madfish Willie's Cyber Saloon. We'll call it the Corner of The Bar Babes.

Benefits are the same as for the guys, except you can't go into the Champagne Room. We'll have to build you your own little clubhouse room where you can go to get away from the guys. That way you can smoke your cigars in peace, scratch your ass without anyone seeing you do it, play poker with the girls, and cuss like a sailor if you wanna. But no girlie stuff!

Members of Madfish Willie's Corner of The Bar Babes:
Linda at Civilization Calls
Serenity at Serenity's Journal
Susie at Practical Penumbra
Jennifer at Jennifer's History & Stuff
Dana at Note-It Posts
Candy at Candy Universe
Venomous Kate at Electric Venom
Heather at Angelweave
After all, we need to make sure the Corner of The Bar Gang makes it home safely!

Cheers!

The Coner of the Bar Babes

It's been brought to my attention that there are no girls in the Corner of The Bar Gang!

So, I aksed Harvey and Blackfive: "What about letting girls in the gang?"

Harvey: "Guys don't have girls in their gang!"

Blackfive: "Yeah, what the hell's the matter with you anyway?"

Well, that is a private club after all. So, let's start a private club for the babes that regularly visit Madfish Willie's Cyber Saloon. We'll call it the Corner of The Bar Babes.

Benefits are the same as for the guys, except you can't go into the Champagne Room. We'll have to build you your own little clubhouse room where you can go to get away from the guys. That way you can smoke your cigars in peace, scratch your ass without anyone seeing you do it, play poker with the girls, and cuss like a sailor if you wanna. But no girlie stuff!

Members of Madfish Willie's Corner of The Bar Babes:

Linda at Civilization Calls
Serenity at Serenity's Journal
Susie at Practical Penumbra
Jennifer at Jennifer's History & Stuff
Dana at Note-It Posts
Candy at Candy Universe
Venomous Kate at Electric Venom
Heather at Angelweave

Cheers!

The Beer Store Caper

After we finished running Evil Glenn out of the joint, I knew we would have to drink several beers to calm down. Besides, Harvey and Blackfive knocked over all those drinks and beers chasing that commie outside. Damn, this is gonna cost me.

I walked the storage area to check the beer cooler. Shit, this won't last very long. Not with Blackfive drinking 6 beers at a time. We're gonna have to go get some more beer so's we don't run out. Frank J and Misha get so pissed off when we run out of stuff and we don't want to listen to any of their shit tonight.

I asked Susie: "Susie, will you watch the joint for me while we go down to the beer store to get some more stock?"

Susie: "OK, but hurry up and don't be chasing any floozies around and stopping at the titty bars while you're gone. And leave the hookers alone, too." she shouted.

"I promise." [I lied]

With that, we headed toward the beer store. Something along the way just wasn't right. I couldn't quite put my finger on it though. You know, that nagging feeling you get when something is amiss.

As we pulled into the parking lot at the beer store, it was eerily empty. Not empty of cars and customers, but empty of the winos always hanging around begging for money and booze. "Where are all the winos?" I thought.

Just then, a wino/bum walked up to my car window.

Wino/Bum: "Hey man, could you spare some money... your loose change... anything?"

Blackfive slipped the dude a fiver.

Harvey: 'Don't be giving him any money! You'll just encourage him."

Blackfive: "Well, it's only a couple of bucks so he can run down and get some Mad Dog 20/20 or something."

A short silence, then in a very low voice, almost imperceptible, under his breath,

Blackfive: "Besides, I remember what it was like."

Harvey: "Dammit, Matt, now we'll have to give him money every time we buy beer! This is gonna cost you!"

We walked inside the beer store, got several cases of Blackfive's favorite imported beer. As we were checking out, the Wino/Bum that Blackfive had given the money to rushed into the store. He was all cut up and bleeding. Blood spurting everywhere. Just like that movie - Kill Bill.

Harvey asked: "What the hell happened to you?"

Wino/Bum: "I went around back to drink my wine in peace and this wild animal thing with evil tattoos was doing a Satan Worshiping ritual and it attacked me when I interrupted. It would have killed me too if it wasn't for that puppy that wondered by."

We looked at each other: Evil Glenn!

We followed the bloody footprint trail around the building and into the alley. There was a big round puddle o' blood in front of the dumpster.

Blackfive: "Harvey, check in the dumpster."

Harvey: "You check in the dumpster."

Me: "You friggin' wimps, I'll check in the dumpster. Crap, next time I'll bring Susie and Jennifer with me to do the heavy work."

I walked toward the dumpster, with Harvey and Blackfive close behind me. As I slowly lifted the lid off the dumpster, we all peeked inside. What a ghastly sight! Hobos - murdered - must be five or six of 'em. And doggie fur and Puppy Heads!

Just then, from down the ally, we hear a shout of glee! Evil Glenn jumped from behind the building.

"Death to all hobos!" he shouted and began doing the Robot Dance.

We chased him down the alley, but he leapt into his Monster Truck with the Big Giant Wheels and peeled out, leaving us in a smoke of rubber! As he pulled into the street, he veered sharply and ran over another hobo. Then he backed up and ran over him again.

"Is there no stopping this Hobo-murdering, Puppy-blending, Robot-dancing Commie, who listens to weird songs and reads funky books and makes pengiun porn?" we cried.

Just then we realized, Evil Glenn hadn't been on vacation, he's been murdering hobos at beer stores for the last week! Frank J ain't gonna like this!

INSTAPUNDO DELENDA EST!