I redesigned complex postcards yesterday. It’s a blog I’m on with Zoe and Jericho.

Patricia Cornwell says she knows who Jack the Ripper is. The Guardian article was not as nice to her as the ABCnews article.

And as someone who’s considering a future career in journalism, this article kinda concerns me. I mean, yeah, there are tons of journalists who run websites without any problems, but Steve Olafson happened to post his opinions on his public page and was fired from his job at the Houstin Chronicle.

White Stripes rule.

Today is Friday, the 9th of Alp-Arslan. The President of Turkmen renamed the days of the week and the months to help his people retrace their roots. He also bought them all maps so they could figure out where the hell they were. After discovering they were a burough of New York they all celebrated with a wild kegger and forgot about the whole day of the week and month name changing thing.

A car that runs on air should be about ready for general use.

I could really go for a nice bowl of Crop Circle Cereal. Mmmmm….

Why we should invade Iraq — right now!

Blah blah blah Saddam’s a moron. Last time the streets were supposed to run with blood, this time “the forces of evil will carry their coffins on their backs to die in disgraceful failure.” Now, here’s the thing. He didn’t say WHO the “forces of evil” were, so I guess he may be right…

This dude has WAY too much time and money on his hands.

The Barbie sponsored Formula One car was stolen. No, I do not have it.

Whe Walkways Attack! This had to suck.

Circumcision, amputation, same thing, right? Dear, Lord, no.

Goth 101

Don’t Link To Us!

Britney wants to quit music? Um… (Insert Obvious Joke Here)

A woman whose debit card was stolen found herself in profit when she checked her bank balance ? because the thief had used it to bet on the horses and his winnings were paid directly into her account.

Wanna feel rich and influential? Be like all the big wigs and have the President in your pocket!

CNN vs. MSNBC It’s a comparrison of slants in articles, but it’s done by Palestine Media Watch, so, well, even the comparrison is slanted. Oh well.

A lady dumped her new born in a dumpster where it sat for 17 hours before someone rescued it. This is horrible. I mean, there are tons of cases of baby dumpings, this certainly isn’t the first one nor will it be the last. What causes this? Especially in a country where abortions are legal. I mean, I’m not saying “yea, abortion!” but, really, why go through the whole birth thing just to dump the kid?

This would suck.

The grandmother of a 15-year-old accident victim shocked the funeral for her grandson’s friend when she recognized her own grandson in the open casket, authorities said Tuesday.

Stephanie Hylemon noticed it was Jeremy Hylemon, and not 16-year-old John Grubs Jr., who died in the July 31 car accident, Meade County Sheriff’s Deputy William Sego said.

The body was due to be cremated after Saturday’s service.

Grubs’ family, who had misidentified the boy’s body, rushed to a local hospital where Grubs, not Hylemon, lay unconscious in critical condition from injuries suffered in the crash.

Extreme Ironing?

Its creator Phil Shaw, of Leicester, says it “combines the thrill of an extreme sport with the satisfaction of a well-pressed shirt”.

HEROES Fantasy Football League 2 is still looking for members. Feel free to sign up, even if I don’t know you!

One year later and I’m still here. J’s Notes started August 7th, 2001 as a joke. I thought, “hey, I’ll do a completely tacky, self serving, funny site for a few days for laughs.” I was bored as hell. It was something to do. I guess I was bored for a long time because, eventually, the site became permanant and a bit more serious. Well, serious in that I was going to keep it and put it to some use other than saying “Jason rules” and how I needed to lay off of Ian’s mom.

J’s Notes went from links with comments, to just links, to comments, to arm chair punditry, back to links with comments to whatever it is today, a combination of all of the above. A little personal, a lot links, J’s Notes is nothing more than one of many metablogs with whatever links I cull from other sites.

Or is it? There are at least four other blogs that exist thanks to J’s Notes that I can think of. Yeah, they’re all friends of mine, but, still, consider it internet offspring. Lots of folks visit my site by accident, searching whatever random thing on Google and somehow getting my page, but there are at least twenty unique hits everyday from people who come to J’s Notes for J’s Notes. Yea!

Elin Nordegren and Instapundit handed J’s Notes some validity, bringing in over 30000 hits in one month. J’s Notes became the one stop site for all things Nordegren (until the popularity died and I committed her to the past). My brief, though misguided comments, about the situation in the Middle East brought more legitimate visitors to this site in one day than it had ever gotten in an entire month. I had to up the ammount of posts shown on the opening page from fifteen to twenty just to show the last two days’ posts, I was that prolific for a while.

Twelve months, however many formats and at least five designs later, here we are. I don’t post as often as I used to, a combination of motivation and lack of constant net access bringing the one-two punch there. I don’t get as personal as I used to, more through inability to express what I’m thinking at the moment and, truthfully, not wanting to sound all pathetic. I don’t get as political as I used to because the toll it was taking on me was too much, I was getting too worked up, too angry over things. I don’t get as many hits as I used to, but I think that’s more from my lack of updates leading to a lower ranking on Google searches which means what you’re seeing is a more accurate portrayal of my worthwhile visits.

But, ultimately, I’m still here. And I plan on being here for a while, truthfully. You’re not going to get rid of me that easily. Yeah.

Happy birthday, J’s Notes.

The First Post

See some of the old designs at JSKOnline

‘Spider-Man’ Defeats Lawsuit Over Times Square Images

A federal judge has thrown out a lawsuit against the makers of the hit film “Spider-Man,” ruling that the movie’s digitally remodeled Times Square is entitled to First Amendment protection.

The suit, filed in April by owners of several Times Square buildings and billboard companies, alleged trademark violations and unfair competition against Columbia Pictures, owned by Sony Corp. of America, for superimposing advertisements on billboards that appear in “Spider-Man” and its trailers.

In one instance, Columbia substituted a USA Today ad for a neon Samsung sign located at Two Times Square, according to the court.

Some castrated the mayor Lajitas, Texas and there’s gonna be hell to pay! Seems some guy was pissed when a perfectly good beer was given to Mister Mayor. So he went and removed Clay Henry’s testicles. It’d be funnier if the mayor weren’t a goat.

All shall be assimilated. Resistance if futile. Vote Borg.

Um… So, like, there’s this online thingy where you can find out the size of one’s, uh, thingy based off of their hand size, their shoe size and their nose size. Is it accurate? Um, I don’t know.

And will Freddy vs. Jason ever get out of pre-production hell? Maybe.

JSKOnline was updated today. Not much, just some more writings and a few more designs I dug up.

I was bored yesterday so I created J’s Writings, a small site where you can get a bunch of my recent writings. Yeah, yeah, they’re all dorky comic based stuff, lots fanfiction, some original, but if you’re as bored as I was you can give them a read.

Is the I-Pod the greatest thing since sliced bread? Here’s a comparrison. Thanks, Jish.

Yesterday another Kenney boy joined the ranks of the married when W. Arthur Kenney said “I do” to Jessica Pemberton, thus bringing another innocent kicking and screaming into my family. Yea, Art. And I owe my Nanny flowers and dinner for defusing the entire family from the chorus of “when are you getting married?” that was sure to come my way otherwise. It’s good to have the matriarch of the family around to threaten people.

J’s Notes will be one in three days. Huh, how about that? What should I do to celebrate? I’m thinking of just having a beer in my honor…

Check out my blog’s pedigree at BlogTree.com. While you’re there, add your site to the list. Hey, if my site helped inspire yours, be sure to mention that. That would rule!

Bush43 #2

“Where Oh Where…”

by Jason S. Kenney

http://www.digitallymystic.com/sites/fiction/ac

There is a list of women in this town that I MUST meet.

Top five in no particular order:

Regina Darling (tasty)

Victoria Burke (VERY tasty)

Mysteria (mysterious AND tasty)

Shirley Winters (older, thus more experienced [grrrrr...], and tasty)

Mike Sanford’s mom (hot for a mom and just to pull one over on Mikey)

Note, two of them are super folks, four of them are famous, and one doesn’t really matter.

See, this list is one of the big reasons I decided to do this superhero gig. And one of the reasons I tried to learn the guitar a few months back. Same thing, really, both professions, heroics and music, ask the guy why they decided to do it.

“To make a difference!”

“For the love of music!”

And they’re both liars.

It’s all about the women. Women melt for musicians and muscular heroic guys in costume.

This is it, true believers, our two fisted President of US of A goes up against some major league supervillains…and butlers.

Featuring a special guest appearance from Mysteria, “Bush43″ boasts everything you’ve ever wanted from a superhero series…and its written by Jason Kenney so you should at least feel obliged to read it, right?

Out now from AC.

Kidnapping for kicks in New York

A bizarre new service offering ‘designer kidnapping’ for thrill-seeking New Yorkers is dividing opinion across the city.

Brock Enright, a 25-year-old artist, has created a business where people pay him thousands of dollars a time to be violently abducted.

Around 30 people have used the service so far, and dozens of other personalised ‘kidnap plans’ are in preparation.

Why does this seem so wrong…

One In The Bush: The Fine Art of Vaginal Fisting

Subliminal Britney porn? It’s Reenhead’s fault, not mine.

Slamball looks stupid and easy as hell. I want to play. What is it? Think basketball with a bunch of trampolines. (Did I spell that right?)

If it’s banned on E-Bay, you can probably buy it here. (adult site, be careful)

BlogLinker.com looks like a neat little program I might play with in the near future. What’s it do? Well, here’s what it looks like on the page, you can visit their site for more details: