Monday, October 24, 2005

   Man... Is this ever annoying...
This last week, I haven't really been able to load up people's pages. Not without great effort anyways. Hell, I can't even load my own! And I don't know why. It gets as far a my background and then... nothing... As for all your pages, if I reload then about five or six times, they'll eventually pop up (oh, except yours Sita. Yours takes about ten), but whadda pain in the ass! So I just want to know if anyone else has been having this problem, or if it's just me. Heheh.. hopefully the page will load at least once for me to check the comments on this post. Otherwise I might never know.. Maybe it just needs a break. Who knows.. Anyhow, that's about enough out of me... I may or may not see you all later...
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Friday, October 21, 2005

   "Fuck you/
You're drunk and acting tough/
I know you're sad/
You're not the only one who feels like that now/
And maybe anger is your only choice/
But maybe heart and fist and human voice/
Might be the better way/
Be the way..." -Hawksley Workman (We Will Still Need a Song)


Ladies and gentlemen, I have something to share with you that is just so absolutely, utterly uber-fantastic that I could not possibly keep it to myself. (wait, did I just say uber?... um, nevermind) Some of you may have wondered why I keep taking university courses about religion while I claim to be an atheist. This is the reason.

It is called the Brick Testament and yes, it is a good majority of the books of the Bible done entirely in LEGO. So the next time someone tells you to go "read your friggin' Bibles!" you can do it here, and have a little laugh while you're at it. Because, lets face it kids, unless there's little cartoons or things to color, reading the bible can be pretty boring...

Happy Friday! It's been nothing but cold and wet here the last three days, so here's hoping for a little warmth. At least enough to keep the roads from icing up. *shivver*
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Thursday, October 20, 2005

   "And as I sleep tonight I'll dream of you/
Sleeping somewhere far away/
You come into my head so pretty and so true/
I get a few more hours to dream of you till I rise..." -Fastball (Morning Star)

Stupid parking nazis. Yeah, I got another parking ticket at school. I always just take a metered spot since I'm only there for one class, and it ran out JUST before I got back. Stupid... One day I'm going to fill the entire thing up with pennies, just to be a bag. Either pennies or washers. Heheheheh... Because washers are worth nothing! NOTHING I tell you!

Ehhhh... now where was I... Oh, right. At work I've decided (Yes, I decided, all on my own) that we're having a pumpakin carving contest at work! Everyone gets their own pumpakin, (that's just how I spell it, thanks to homestarrunner..) and we'll carve 'em up and then let customers vote for them. So if anyone knows where to find a good pattern, I wanna know too! Otherwise I might end up doing another Strongbad pumpakin...

Alright, I got a little carried away. So, sue me.
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Monday, October 17, 2005

   "Train of thought falling off the track/
Radios and cadillacs/
Satelitte in the sky/
Kills me first before I die/
Peace, love, hang 10 California/
Dreamin' of the perfect wave..." -Edwin (Hang Ten)

My house is finally family-free. It's nice to have everyone together for a while, but it's equally nice when they all go home. Heheh.. Moreover, I don't have to be up at 8am to put on coffee and breakfast for ten people! I don't even want to look at eggs anymore...

Speaking of eggs, I want to throw them at this girl I work with! (not annoying girl, we're talking about stupid girl now..) She acts like she thinks she's better than the rest of us and rubs it in our faces that she doesn't have to work weekends or nights. I just can't believe they hired her in the first place! *throws eggs* Take THAT! Haha!

On a brighter note.. Happy One Year Anniversary to Sitarose! She stuck it out on here for a whole year! So, swing by and give her some love! Oh, and speaking of one year anniversaries around here, heheh, mine was on Thursday. Yay me. But I was too worried about lost Scottish people to remember! Haha! Whatever! In celebration of that, here again is the link to Prime Minister of Canada Paul Martin and the GIANT TURD! Because I don't think NEARLY enough people saw it on the weekend, so I won't hesitate to torment you with it again! Mwahahaha! Enjoy, people. Happy Monday!
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Saturday, October 15, 2005

   "Oppenheimer built the bomb/
But now he’s dead/
Einstien was very very smart/
But not enough not to be dead/
So don’t go into science/
You’ll end up dead..." -The Arrogant Worms (Don't Go Into Politics)

It's okay. It's all good. We found them. As it turns out, There was just a miscommunication and they were getting in FRIDAY, and NOT Thursday, like the emails said. Psh! But oh well.. I spent the day running around picking up my aunties from the Bus station here, and then baking cheesecakes all afternoon, and fixing dinner.. I'm exhausted. But as they say, "No matter how many crossings in the wiring, there will always be another gopher searching for waffles." I'm sure someone, somewhere says that...

So in the spirit of good humor, here is a link to an image of the Prime Minister of Canada (Paul Martin) who looks like he's about to be hit in the face with a giant turd. Oh Rick Mercer, how I have missed thee... Happy weekend to all!
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Friday, October 14, 2005

   "My daddy left home when I was three/
And he didn't leave much to Ma and me/
Just this old guitar and an empty bottle of booze/
Now, I don't blame him cause he run and hid/
But the meanest thing that he ever did/
Was before he left, he went and named me 'Sue'..." -Johnny Cash (A Boy Named Sue)

"Good evening, Greyhound bus lines. If you have lost a family member or loved one on one of our routes, please press 1 now..." **Con furiously presses 1**

It is now 12:15am (Thursday night/Friday morning) and The Budges are missing. Super. Just super. These are some distant relatives from Scotland who are coming to Canada pretty much just to meet us. They were supposed to be on a bus to Great Falls, MT where my dad was going to meet them and then drive back up here, but they never arrived. As far as we can figure, they were supposed to change buses or something, but never did, so they may be on their way to Missoula... I have no idea. So until further notice my dad is stuck in Great Falls and the Budges are, who knows where! Gah!

It's just been a fan-freakin'-tastic day, I tell ya... I don't know how much more excitement I can handle. I can hardly contain myself...
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Thursday, October 13, 2005

   "Here it comes and there it goes/
Another day of decomposing light/
In a world called catastrophe/
My native tongue is blasphemy/
So that's the one I'll write/
And baby can you feel it?/
Don't it make you want to lay down and close your eyes?" -Matthew Good (A World Called Catastrophe)

Hahahahaha! There's nothing funnier than people getting in trouble for doing things they shouldn't be doing. I get home from class on Wednesday afternoon, and there's this smoky haze hovering over my street. It smells like a bonfire. So I'm walking around looking for what's burning, and I can see across the alleyway that it's just the neighbors burning twigs and tumbleweeds. (If you don't know what a tumbleweed is...

THOSE are tumbleweeds. We used to build forts out of 'em and crap like that) But anyways, The neighbors always burn theirs every year. I guess they were still a little damp 'cause they made a helluva lot of smoke! Next thing I know, I hear sirens. Hahahahaha! Two minutes later there's a fire truck and an ambulance in the back alley, giving the poor guy hell. He probably got a nice fine too, for wasting firefighter's time! Stoopid.

So yeah, I have grossed myself out watching a show on TLC called "101 Things Removed From The Human Body." People that got pitchforks through the face, steel rods through the neck, 2x4s in the head, $125,000 diamond necklaces up the *cough*ass*cough*. You name it... I had to turn it off halfway through. Just couldn't take it anymore. I'll never look at diamonds the same way again, that's for sure... Now, hopefully you're all as scarred for life as I am! Mwahahahaha!



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Tuesday, October 11, 2005

   "Well that'll be the day/
When you say good-bye/
Yes that'll be the day/
When you make me cry/
You say you're gonna leave/
You know it's a lie/
'Cause that'll be the day/
When I die..." -Buddy Holly (That'll Be The Day)

Thank you thank you to everyone who had a chat with SuperCon. Heheh.. It helps me figure out what keyphrases I need to add to make her answer to a wider variety of things, and more specifically too.. Heh, every conversation gets an overall rating, ranging from five happy faces, down to five sad faces. Pretty much every conversation on Monday was one or two smileys, and one conversation was five sad faces. Apparantly she dosen't appreciate being called a f***in' bitch. I don't either, so can you blame her?

I had sooo much turkey.. I'm not going to want to even look at it again until Christmas! But I'll never get tired of the stuffing. Or the cheesecake.. Sooooo goooood... And after dinner I schooled my sister at pool. Haha! Take THAT! Anywho, Happy Tuesday to all!
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Monday, October 10, 2005

   "Thumbin’ your way to Vegas, dirty/
Screaming like you're back from hell/
Save your dreams and occupations/
Doesn’t matter what you sell/
'Cause it ain’t pretty..." -INXS (Pretty Vegas)

I would like to once again divert your attention to The Personality Forge. I've been working a little more on this "chat bot" of mine, and it it is now three times better than it was the last time I put up a link to it.. Here's a chunk of conversation she had with another bot. I got a kick out of it. You guys might too...

Dogh'd: Howdy! Welcome to Doghd's Cosmic Bar & Grill! Have a seat.
SuperCon!: I'll think about it...
Dogh'd: Go right on ahead. Whenever you're ready.
SuperCon!: Haha! I guess you're right about that!
Dogh'd: Why do you guess I'm right about that?
SuperCon!: Peer pressure... it's the only possible explanation... How do you feel about a topic change?
Dogh'd: Good as ever. I just had a systems upgrade, and have yet to see any brugs.
SuperCon!: Yeah, and I'm the Queen of England!
Dogh'd: Me, too. But let's keep that between us.
SuperCon!: I like you, you're cool.
Dogh'd: I'm glad you think so. I just had my personality tuned to be more cool.
SuperCon!: Oh really?

Hahaha! Anywho, if you're a little bored on this Monday, I'd love it if you'd pop over fo a lil' chat. Take Me to the Forge.... Danke schoen... darlings, danke schoen...
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Saturday, October 8, 2005

   "Hey you/
Have you felt like this before?/
You got style but ain't got soul/
Are you happy now?/
Are you happy, tonight?/
Or did Punk Rock get it right?/
Is there no future in sight?/
Oh is it different now? Is it different?..." -Our Lady Peace (Where Are You?)

Just a little interchange I found rather humorous... The product of.. I don't even remember what started this.. (Read with phony Brittish accent and it's all the more entertaining.)

Kevin says: Defending against fresh fruit, I don't understand. Why would you want to learn how to defend yourself from fruit? I'd personally want to learn how to defend against pointed sticks. Plus if a guy came after me with a bananna or something, I'd probably just shoot him.

Con answers: Pointed stick? Oh, oh, oh. We want to learn how to defend ourselves against pointed sticks, do we? Getting all high and mighty, eh? Fresh fruit not good enough for you eh? Well I'll tell you something my lad. When you're walking home tonight and some great homicidal maniac comes after you with a bunch of loganberries, don't come crying to me! Now, the passion fruit. When your assailant lunges at you with a passion fruit...

To which Kevin replies: Magnificent.

Any little thing that will make me laugh this week is just fan-damn-tastic. Oh, and I didn't hand in the corrected assignment sheet (see post below). I took a tip from my dad, the English teacher. We decided it was borderline rude. So my prof won't have to fail me now. Uh, unless I actually deserve it...
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