who the hell do you think is doing all this work?
This is the beginning of a post I wrote when I installed my new interface for TicketMaster on the WiredPages Sports page:
Do you know what this means: int k= icnt % 2;? This is how one determines whether a remainder exists when dividing the first variable by the second. It is called modulus. I used this function last night to create the gray stripes in the new Sports Ticket Interface:
Around the same time within the last 9 months I developed an interface for Expedia, another of my affiliates. Here is an illustration grabbed today.
This is a servlet I developed that hooks into a CJ Expedia interface. I want to draw your eye the list bullet icons I am using on the left to highlight each travel deal. I had another bullet up but did not like that one so I decided to use a coral gallery image that I manipulated to get the effect I wanted. It is a beach lounger. Can you tell?
My point? There is only me here. Lots of details, lots of my time. WiredPages is filled with a lot of my hard work. Affiliate interfaces, etc. I have never made any money from any of it.
Some pussy and its whore– who pays someone to put up an html page for them — who could not even work for me because they have no skills other than whoredom– is threatening me– and wants to have me kiss its whore’s azz and service him?
I do not know what to say to you– other than what I have been saying. I have to many skills, work to hard, am too decent, and do not like no class trash. But if this helps you any– I told my boss John Winston who I respected no, too. I do not know who you are? If Bill Clinton asked me for a favor– I would tell him to see Hillary. This point? I do not give a shit who you are. Is that clear? Other Washington people– do not tell me you are not bill and hill… unwise retort.
The other thing I really do not like? I have a broken arm, lost a home, lots of suits, driving a 19 year old car– that I love– work my azz off so a coward pu-ssie can say “boo” to me? Give me a reason to put you out of your misery pussy.
US Attorney– the pussy that heard me crying the other night in the house behind me just said “thank you”. Is that because I provided links to my WiredPages interfaces and he will get paid from them? You owe that god damn idiot a jail. FBI we have discussed that idiot before. You really need to get that it gagged. By the way– you let that fool send out more trash to threaten me because they think I am weak– and you are really going to wish you had done something about that f–king idiot.