30 May, 2011

Hosts File : How to Block Advertisements Correctly


Adblockers are fairly popular plugins these days... little do most people know, these ad-ons typically only block the display of advertisements; this still allows analytical data to be gathered by data-mining organizations, leaving you vulnerable to tracking.

Mac OS Step 1) Download and expand this modfiied hosts file to your desktop (not a trojan / virus, guaranteed... the file is a simple .TXT which you can examine at your leisure).

Mac OS Step 2)Launch Terminal.app, located here: Macintosh HD > Applications > Utilities > Terminal.app

Mac OS Step 3) Back Up your original hosts file with this command:
cp /etc/hosts ~/desktop/hosts_old.txt


Mac OS Step 4) Assuming you followed step 1, enter this command:
sudo cp ~/desktop/hosts.txt /etc/hosts

When requested, enter your user account password (the one you log in with)

Enjoy an entirely new internet experience! Should you run in to any problems, use this command to restore the original host file (saved on to desktop in step 3 above):
sudo cp ~/desktop/hosts_old.txt /etc/hosts


Also, just FYI: this is hulu-compliant, but some media websites won't load without first playing an advertisement. Revert using the restore procedure above if you can't load something correctly.

GIF Closer

You have the face of an angel
Thank you
What does your cunt taste like?
Heaven.


You don't know the first thing about love because you don't know the first thing about compromise.

Reciprocity

The San Francisco Police Department issued a statement in response to the case cautioning that the officers accused of misconduct should be considered innocent until proven guilty.

The total number of cases dropped involving eight officers from Southern Station and at least five from Mission Station is 119.

If it is determined through the investigation that any officer is proven to be dishonest, in any way, they will be disciplined,” the statement said. “This discipline will be swift and severe up to and including termination from the Police Department.


Translation: PAID VACATION

29 May, 2011

A True TTMMG:WTF?!



FRY'S WILL MEET ANY INTERNET PRICE*.




Image Source

26 May, 2011

Ring Ring Ring



20 May, 2011

At least "the girl of his dreams" followed through...

Problem??!

How to: make your own Forever Alone Involunatry Flash Mob


Think smart, if they suspect you're pushing the time and date too hard it ain't gonna work.



Thank you, internet. Thank you, blue-and-white-striped-shirt guy.

You're the only Ten I See



Sort of reminds me of Tenaha, Texas, the quaintlittle nigger-hatin' town of one thousand (seized $3,000,000 in cash 2006 through 2008). An interesting take on the "follow the money" stain, particularly with all those casinos nearby...

Many derelict predictions find their way in to the status quo - as uncitable as both Alex Jones and I tend to be... the policing trend of forfeiture seizure wouldn't even be necessary were EVERY DOLLAR IN AMERICA TRACKED; why, then all you need to do is turn off the hidden bills and credit to police accounts everywhere!


Photo from Freedoms Phoenix
Follow the gravy...


...or just take what's yours.

18 May, 2011

Video 16



Source.

04 May, 2011

Drip Six

I envy your ability to substitute optimism for reality.



Roy G Biv



...Can't seem to recall the artist (not me). Something stoners might like...

An X-Ray Bridge

noun.: similar to a bikini bridge, however the perspective is more dependent upon generous lighting and shadow managment.


30 April 2011 @ TreesGoneWild
Click here for original. Or here for some more.


3 May 2011 ...can you read my mind?

... with special thanks to LevinKitty and screwdrivers. You should definitely go ask her for more. What might we phrase that second image as?

From LevinKitty, via Reddit:
BTW, not jailbait.

OK, sure whatever... I'd go to jail for you.

craigslist > missed connections > Torchy's Tacos w/your dog, Charlie


Bait for Dustin, &c


I browse w4m


Sorry, pal, Charlie and I are taken, each.

03 May, 2011

Ordinarily Nothing



Closing my eyes, Rebekah, I pretend forgetting your name.

This buys me three seconds:

Illicited in darkness, your petite silhouette bursts perkily chestward
GOD DAMN JUST YESTERDAY YOU FLIRTED YOUR HAIR INTO A PONYTAIL
Of course He knows about the mentality of fucking
Of course We dare the reality of corrupting
That little pussy pounded, eyes fluttering, resounded:


"Rebekah, wasn't it?"



Thanks, Caroline ©A Cup of Jo.