Sirian Slip & Google SubText®

a Sirian slip® – when dictating to Siri and she makes a Freudian slip typo on your behalf.

example > I would like to spank all the wonderful women who have made me who I am today

I just invented this, and would like you to start using it in conversation.  It’s cousin is when you are texting away and your phone’s auto-correct makes an embarrassing spelling change.  This, below, is your phone’s brand new feature – Google SubText®

Google ‘subtext®‘ –  if I want to send a text to the wifey saying “want me to pick up pizza tonight?”.  Let’s say i wanted to send that.  Instead, somehow, the phone sends that stupid auto-correct “Since clearly you can’t cook.  I guess I need to take care of dinner again, like I do every night?”  I KNOW I typed in to my phone, without question “pizza tonight?”  Pretty sure I did, I was driving and not super paying attention.  Anyhow, that was the message sent and now I am in a shit-ton of trouble.

that would be ‘Google Subtext®’ or a ‘Sirian Slip’ – for those of you too cowardly (like myself) to speak your real mind


Tom DeLay’s parting words

Tom DeLay has exited office under a large criminal cloud that is taking all his time and resources to pretend to fight. With several large Federal indictments hanging over his head, he was forced to quit congress like a lowly coward. What is great about this is he used to be the toughest and most feared asshole in the business. Anyhow, I saw on CNN how they were spinning his quitting as a victory of sorts. ope, dude is going to jail. Anyhow, here is the quote verbatim from CNN… and my speculation on what they edited out for time:

“I did a good job… Given the chance to do it all again, there’s only one thing I’d change. I’d fight even harder.”

– note the ellipses above. Those are often used to indicate missing text not thought relevant, and edited out for brevity. Allow me some conjecture on what might be missing in those ellipses.  What that sentence above needs context.  NO… subtext!

I did a good job getting rich. I mean, crazy FU type rich. I screwed everybody, and I’ll screw you too. Don’t you even look me in the eye. I am the mother f***n Hammer! You can’t indict the hammer! I’ll kill you if you try. I remember once, I beat a bum half to death. No reason really, I just felt like fighting a bum. It’s fun, beatin’ homeless folks. Given the chance, there’s only one thing I’d change. I’d fight even harder.

* type in red is purely conjecture