The Zombieslayer

The Zombieslayer
Land of the Free, not land of the safe

Proud to be a Snob

January 10th, 2008
  • A martini contains gin. A “martini” with vodka in it is not a martini. It’s vodka in a martini glass.
  • Ali was not even close to be being the world’s greatest fighter. Sure, at one time the world’s greatest boxer. But put him in the ring in his prime against a good wrestler, throw the rule book out the window, and you’d see Ali get pounded to oblivion. The Gracies tried to prove this, but couldn’t find a big-named boxer willing to be humiliated.
  • Metal is more punk than punk, more alternative than alternative, more indie than indie, and actually requires talent, unlike those other three forms of “music” I just mentioned.
  • The Green Bay Packers are the only things on tv worth watching. When football season is over, I don’t need access to a television.
  • If you can’t drive a stick, you can’t drive, period.
  • Windows has no business being a server. Servers should have uptime, not viruses.
  • Contrary to popular opinion, you can drink Champagne any day of the week. It does not have to be a special occasion.
  • Golf is not a sport.
  • Those who say they like classical then immediately mention Bach or Pachebel’s Canon don’t know what they hell they’re talking about.
  • And neither does someone who says they like Beethoven, then say his best Symphony was his 5th. That immediately proves they haven’t listened to all nine.
  • Tchaikovsky is the greatest composer ever. Mozart and Bach do not belong in the same sentence as Tchaikovsky. You can however make a good argument for Beethoven. You’d just be wrong.
  • Yes, I do need every guitar I own. And every rifle. And every shotgun. And every handgun. And it’s none of your business. You, however, don’t need that SUV nor that many pairs of shoes.
  • Anyone who has $83,000 to spend on a car, and spends it on a Jaguar, a car that spends more time in the shop than on the road, has some serious taste issues.
  • And lastly, Mensa has every right to exist, despite folks who dismiss them as too snooty. One joins a tennis club to find a worthy opponent for tennis. One joins Mensa to find a worthy opponent for chess.