The Journal of Ephemeral Inspiration

The Journal of Ephemeral Inspiration promises a neverending spew of pointless minutae, brilliant yet useless ideas, troublingly cruel commentary and emphatic musings on whatever shiny object happens to catch our collective eye. Always remember, hate the game, not the playa.

Saturday, December 31, 2005

2005 Round-Up: Happy New Year From The Mighty J.E.I.

The ball is ready to drop, the calendar page is ready to be torn, and Regis and Dick are ready to go wrinkled mano a mano.

Hunkered down here in the depths of the J.E.I. compound, we can think of no better way to ring in the new year than basking in the glory of our previous accomplishments. From our spectacular mid-April launch, to our inexplicable Autumn slump, The Journal of Ephemeral Inspiration made 2005 our bitch, raking in eager readermonkeys like Nader snatched disillusioned Democrats.

So catch up on what you missed, and look for our continuing supernova of cruel mockery in '06.

As authentic as anything else we do.
Bad Art
We don't know a lot about art but we know what we hate.
A.K.A "Please withdraw your lawsuit."
Opinions are like bellybuttons: a useless deforming scar.
Nifty graphics, sounds and video guaranteed to crash your computer.
Those who can't do, review.
Feature Articles
Finally, some meat on this bone.
Food Of The Gods
Would that we could eat like them.
For Sale
Caveat Emptor. Seriously.
Hot Or Not?
Celebrities ridicule the insecure. Fun.
Because reading is fundemental.
Lost & Found
Uniting keepers and weepers.
Lost TV
Untold tales of the glowing glass teat.
Stop the presses.
There once was a girl from Nantucket...
The Savage Breast
Music, not boobs.
What she blinded us with.
Seal Of Approval
Sites that don't suck so much.
Storytime Corner
Once upon a time... .
A Thousand Words
What a picture is worth, depending on exchange rates.
Intercepted communications amongst the staff.
Wish List
Or, as Black Flag said, "Gimme gimme gimme."

Insania Fragilis, Fectum Dubitabilis!