the worst dressed males in the world, just got a little worse.

oh those silly Indian fashion trends. (i'm still waiting for Chia-Pubic hair)

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sure that title would've worked better were the mountain chain actually called the Himaplaya but what can i do, other than possess the strength of 10 men and the superhuman ability to set world records in both the bench press and the clean and jerk. google clean and jerk. you'll not be surprised to see a photo of me wearing both a winner's grin and g-string singlet.

now to the main thrust of the post: to fulfill your FDA recommended mountain viewing requirement, i offer you gorgons some lovely Himalayan action.

the Annapurna Range (from Pokhara, Nepal)

more after the jump

the Ganesh Himal Range (from Bandipur, Nepal)

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i've hacked together an RSS feed for the following flickr page which flickr (or parent yahoo) hasn't yet provided an RSS feed for:

http://www.flickr.com/explore/interesting/2008/01/

the previous flickr page is only an example calendar for the month of august. what i'm scraping on my RSS is each day's "greatest hits" of photos on flickr, updated on a daily basis for the previous day's most popular photos.

my feed collects 3 pages worth of the day's "greatest hits" photos and displays them in an easily digestable manner. RSS the following link in your favorite RSS reader, you scoundrels:

http://www.thejerk.org/data/files/flickr_hits/flickr_hits.xml

and for the filthy perverts out there (read: my german and swiss audience), there are the occasional "artsy" nudes displayed. kinda like watching a scrambled playboy channel (b/c you're too cheap to pay for it), you may or may not see a nipple. nor that hot woman on dog action the Teutonic peoples tend to prefer.

Posted by thejerk at 09:07 PM | Permalink

a new year is upon us and as tradition dictates, it behooves me to bestow a title onto the 2008 calendar year.

as each year passes, i'm poignantly reminded of my fading youth and further sagging man-breasts when the latest NBA phenom is 15 herniated years my junior.

there is, however, a remarkable flip side: as of january 1, 2008, a new crop of 18 y/o's begin to attain 'legal' status. furthermore, these young lasses have the special distinction of being the first group of girls born in the 1990's that can't get you listed on your state's Megan's law website (do the math yourself. i think you'll be pleasantly surprised.).

finally you can aim for the heavens and try to fulfill the ultimate male fantasy of dating a girl born in the 90's without fear of incarceration. act soon and you may even get another shot at high school prom - this time less pimples but more colostomy bag! so have no fear for the next time you're grinding that youthful stranger's ass at the 18 and over dance club, you may hit this new litter of 90's born gold!

without further ado, i dub the current calendar year:

2008: the year of legality for girls born in the 90's.

past year's titles:

2007: the year of getting down to my scientifically determined weight based on my height, age, sex and ethnicity. (aka the year of losing 30 - 35 lbs; mission: accomplished)
2006: the year of touching at least 1 female (mission: failed)
2005: the year of avoiding malaria and/or dengue fever and/or a sneaky castro (mission: results unknown)
2004: the summer of pantslessness (mission: accomplished)
2003: the summer of shirtlessness (mission: overwhelmingly accomplished)

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