Posts Tagged ‘Suck’

11 Green Things that Sort of Suck at Being Green [Slideshow]

Going green requires making some difficult lifestyle changes, choosing among an overwhelming assortment of consumer options, and sifting through a lot of misinformation all at the same time.


Suck it Up with Eureka’s Envirovac

Cue monster truck rally voice!  What has 8 amps of power?  Is sold exclusively at Walmart and costs only $72?  It’s the Envirovac by Eureka ! Here is what I love about this completely affordable and widely available vacuum .  The 8- amp motor (versus the typical energy monster 12-amps) sucks up 99 percent of all household dust, dirt,pet hair and more for less money than some of the other “designer” vacuums.  This upright vacuum not only cleans like a lean, green grime-fighting machine it a


A year ago on Unclutterer

2008 E-mail: The great time waster How do you structure your day to keep e-mail from becoming a huge time suck? Unitasker Wednesday: USB mini fridge This mini fridge plugs into any USB port and cools your beverage to a chilling 45 degrees. More than a tv stand Sony has come up with a clever tv stand that is comprised of speakers. The uncluttered exercise routine Are you looking for a simple exercise plan? This uncluttered plan may be for you. Workspace of the Week: Simple, hi


Why Your Team Sucks: Green Bay Packers

Why Your Team Sucks” is a new feature that will merely be an excuse to talk shit about the rest of the conference. Yeah, this will make us a lot of friends. Why They Suck: You knew these guys were coming last right??? The Green Bay Packers. Why do they suck?? I really don’t have to say much beyond the team name and hundreds of reasons to hate this team will come up. How about Brett Favre and the ass-raping he gave the Bears from the early 90’s all the way up until 2007? How about the face t


1000 Words: Lost in Hollywood; or Rich Ferguson, Rush Does Suck and I Don’t Want to Hear It, Mutha! Oh, and You’re a Badass and I Want to Lick Your Nipples

LAS VEGAS, NVI called Brad Listi from some sleepy little suburb in Sacramento. We chatted. I think I strong-armed the poor fellow and told him that I wanted to read at TNB’s first L.A reading. He’s too kind. Dear and charming.I got the gig.So, L.A I had to go. Haven’t seen my birth city in years. Memories of crowded streets and concrete buildings tumbled through my head. I gassed up and hit I-15.On my way in, I picked up a friend of mine, Christy, at the Ontario airport. Ontario is ugly. My frie


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