Ok, its Saturday, so shoot me!
1. ...sent a handwritten letter?
Do bill payments count? Never, use e-mail for everything.
2. ...baked something from scratch or made something by hand?
I bake bread with my breadmaker every week, but otherwise I made lasagna a couple months ago, it was really good. And I made chocolate chip cookies that same weekend, it was a veritable feast!
3. ...camped in a tent?
About 4 years ago when I went to BC? No car, no camping. :(
4. ...volunteered your time to church, school, or community?
Never, and I don't have a problem with that. :)
5. ...helped a stranger?
Every day, as a bike courier people are always asking for directions and shit. I usually try to help, although I feel kind of guilty when I screw up and give the wrong directions. Oooops!
Sorry about all the foul language in yesterday's blog. I think I'm developing late-stage stress-induced Tourette's Syndrome. Its a new disease. Lets hope there's a cure. Or at least some really potent drugs to deal with the symptoms. Fucker.
A long, semi-psychotic rant full of foul language and speeling errors. And grammar mistakes and run-on sentences and shit about how much I hate this cruel world and love my purty bike. You've been warned.
I'm feeling kind of depressed right now.
I guess it started when I came home and bumped into the landlord. I'm a renter, an apartment. First thing he says is that the owner was in my apartment today. Hello? I received a letter last week saying they wanted to enter my apartment on Monday for an appraisal or something, so I cleaned up and shit to make sure it was presentable and all. Then I let it get dirty cause I'm too fucking tired and lazy after a hard day's work to clean up, and its been like 31 hundred fucking degrees out every day this week, not good housefuckingkeeping weather. You're three days too fucking late, bitch.
But whatever.
Then he tells me that she doesn't want bikes being kept in our apartments anymore, and that we'll have to keep bikes in a bike rack from now on. Why? I don't make any marks on their hallway walls, I use their elevator like they fucking asked me to. They obviously have a problem with bikes. First they said I had to use the elevator instead of the stairs because the walls were being marked up. Well, it wasn't me and those marks do come off with a little water and fucking elbow grease, dickheads. I think they actually repainted the walls after that, too. Morons.
Now this shit with not letting us keep our bikes in our apartments. Fuck, I hate that idea. My bike is rather expensive and I'd rather not leave it out there to be vandalized by any asshole passing by. And if I want to work on my bike, I will be doing it in my apartment. Fuckers. And during the winter, when I come home and my bike is covered in snow, I can clean it off from inside my apartment. The landlord told me this new bikerack would be inside the building, but I don't see how that's possible, there is no room anywhere. And if it leaves a mess during winter when the snow melts off my bike, I sure as fuck ain't cleaning it up. And if this bikerack is located outside, as I suspect it will, then great, my bike will be subjected to the ravages of the elements as well as vandals.
Then he says they want to paint the walls because of the damage. Like I don't see any fucking damage on the hallway walls. And if he's talking about the entrenceway where I store my bike, well, fuck, can't they wait till I move out to do that? Like they weren't even the owners of this building when I moved in, and the last owners never did a walkthru when I moved in so they don't even know what the original condition of this apartment was back then. Whatever, fucking walls aren't even that bad, I just never bothered to go to town cleaning them, cause that's where I stored my fucking bike. Like its going to make any difference painting them now instead of later. I feel like abusing them if they do get painted. The walls that is.
I just like having my bike in my apartment OK. It gives me a nice, warm fuzzy feeling knowing my little friend is close by and safe. Don't look at me like that. Its not like I sleep with it or anything. Not on weekdays anyways. Well not too often.
I guess I should just get used to the idea, I'm probably over-reacting. Just don't like people invading my privacy and telling me what to do. Kinda gets under my skin. Wish I could just tell 'em all to fuck off. Wish I owned my own house, then I would ride my bike up and down the hallways, laughing hysterically, scraping the walls along the way. Naked. Till then, I guess I'll just have to bow down to the man, crawl like the dog that I am, take it up t... Nevermind. Where are my pills, dammit?
The END
Those goddamn americans sure are sensitive about their oh-so-precious pledge of alliegance and its reference to God. The seemingly reasonable, logical conclusion of an American appeals court got all these senators and public reps all beside themselves about how 'stupid' it is. Do the words seperation of church and state sound at all familiar? If the words under god don't somehow relate to religion, maybe I misunderstand what that whole religion thing is all about. I don't really care one way or another about the ruling, but the reaction to it makes me sick. It seems more and more like freedom of religion south of the border is being eroded by the zealots of the religious right. Or, at this point, the religious, christian majority against everybody else. I can only hope this mania stays south of the border. Here is a good analysis of the whole mess.
Reading this story, I was struck by the line:
Witnesses said the woman was morbidly obese...
Ha! And how would you describe somebody with anorexia? Painfully anemic? Frightfully frail? More likely they called her a stupid fat cow and the reporter had to soften it up for public consumption.
I've been trying to get into this game but I'm about ready to give up. The cut scenes are great and it has a story, which is really cool, but the gameplay sucks dead goat's ass. You build up an army, send it towards the enemy, they fight, you win, repeat ad nauseum. There is no strategy or tactics involved at all. The skirmishes get resolved so quickly, there is not much you can do but watch it play out. Bleh! I couldn't find a pause key or any way to adjust the speed of the game, not sure if this would actually help the shitty gameplay, but it couldn't hurt. This is Warcraft II with updated graphics. Don't get me wrong, I loved War II but that was a long time ago and the genre has progressed quite a bit since then. The new stuff:
These guys have special powers, can pick up and use items, go up in levels. Would be a lot cooler if the rest of the game was more fun.
The graphics are very cartoony, with a bright, basic colour scheme. I wasn't sure if I liked it at first, but after playing it for awhile, I'd have to say no, I do not like the graphics. Not my cup of tea, I guess. YMMV. This engine is 3D but you can't actually make any use of it. You can rotate to the left or right about 90 degrees each way, but it springs back as soon as you let go of the key. Useless. You can change from a straight overhead view to a more isometric, down-near-the-ground view, but there's not much use in changing the viewpoint other to see that yes, this is a 3D engine! Useless.
You can buy stuff at shops sprinkled around randomly on maps. So far nothing but potions which I don't need. Yet.
After killing certains creatures, sometimes you will find an item left behind. I think I have a ring that helps me do fire damage and some claws that up my damage rating. Too bad the gameplay goes by so quick I don't really notice any difference. I think I also had a potion that upped my armour rating permanently. Whatever.
The heroes get to level up occasionally and you can pick from upping a spell you already have or perhaps choosing a new one. A good addition.
In addition to Orcs and Humans, there are Night Elves and Undead. I haven't seen these new creatures yet, other than some oblique refences to them in the cutscenes. Oops, actually I've been fighting the undead in the last few scenarios. My bad. Just shows how enthralling this game is.
I really wanted to like this game, but so far its just too damn boring. (Its funny, in this game the graphics look Dineyesque but the characters keep saying damn it! and go around killing humans. Weird juxtaposition.) Anyway, I might give this one another chance later, but for now, I can't take it anymore! I give up. Aurevoir. Ciao. Zug zug.
Sounds like a fun idea. Too bad I don't have a laptop with wireless. It would be cool if this took off and these chalk marks started sprouting up all over the place. It would be funny if you had a wireless network, put a chalk mark out there to let people know and then wake up the next morning to ten pimply faced geeks with their laptops sitting outside your door downloading pron.
So yesterday I'm parking my bike on the mall when some reporter comes up to me with his cameraman asking for me to tell them about if I'm having any problems doing my job with this whole G8 thing going on. They were real polite so I blabbed something out for the camera and walked away. I was hoping they wouldn't use it, but on my very first pick-up this morning, I hear some voice from around the corner, "Oh my movie star! Can I get your autograph, Mr. Moviestar?". Oh shit, busted!
I did absolutely nothing today!!! Slept on the couch, woke up all hot and sweaty, yech. And there was some stupid low-budget movie on tv, these people are supposed to be way out in the wilderness, and they show this guy running in the woods and in the background you can see a chain-link fence!!! Ha! How can they find financing for movies and turn around and not care enough to do it half decently? My weekend is almost over, time to do something constructive. Zug zug!
This cool site has a lists of skyscrapers from various cities. Very cool! Although they list the Telus tower in Calgary as being built in the year 0. Wow, that's an old tower! And they didn't have a listing for Canada Place, 407-2 Street SW. I'm sure its still there, unless those protesters really got out of hand this weekend!!!
Dishes are cleaned! I took a nap, vegged out on the computer, ate some food and then worked on my bike. The brakes needed work so I took them off the posts and cleaned them, replaced the noodles, lubricated everything and then put it all back together. Oh yeah, I also replaced some cable housing and pumped up the tires. Now all I need to do is get the front and rear deraillers working properly. And clean the chain. And the rest of the drive train. And the frame. And... Working on your bike is an endless endeaver. Endless I tell you!
Oh well, time to play...
....and I woke up at 6:45am. Holy shit, what the hell is the matter with me??? Of course, now its almost 9:00am and I haven't done jack. I will now attempt to do the dishes, which have slowly accumulated into a counter-covering mound during the week. Stand back, this could get ugly!
Well its been pretty quiet down here today, no G8 protesters or anything. Looks like somebody had a heart attack or something on the mall as there was an ambulance, bike paramedics, cops and a news crew down here. Knowing Calgary, that's about as exciting as its going to get. They are giving away Caramilk bar samples, too. Personally, I found that more exciting than the whole ambulance, cops, people gawking at nothing brouhaha. Stay tuned, more exciting developments as they unfold, straight from the wild streets of Calgary! (yum, creamy centers) ***
OK this is my first post on this damn blog thing. I've been working on getting this POS working all night and if I get another flock() error, I swear I'm gonna toss this fucker right out the goddamn window! Must... remain... calm....