Sunday, October 10, 2004

Rectal-Cranial Inversion. Heh.
See the comments on the last post for that one.

Yesterday I finished the last three rounds of the same tournament that I talked about Friday. It didn't go too good, to say the least, but my partner just wasn't too familiar with the case. Not that he's that great of a debater, anyway. I still haven't found anyone on our team who can debate on my level (not that I'm a great debater, but I'm much better than anyone I've partnered with so far). I tell you, Louisiana debate was much better.

But since I'm no longer angry about that, I can post up something funny. In the last round I observed (I didn't make it to quarterfinals, so I observed to kill time), I was sitting next to a shelf with a row of encyclopedias and noticed the unusual amount of the listings on the side of them (e.g., "Elephant - Guantanamo") that would make great band names. (I swear I didn't make any of these up.)


1. Daisy Educational -- psychedelic, acoustic.

2. (The) Edward Extract -- alternative rock, punk.

3. Lightning Maximilian -- hair band. Definitely.

4. Napoleon Overture -- definitely the best (well, maybe a close tie with The Edward Extract). Good for anything.

5. Ovid Plastering -- screamo, post hardcore?

6. Plastics Razin -- maybe 'Plastics to Razin'. Who knows?


Man, this could easily be the sole incentive to start a band.
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Friday, October 8, 2004

I just got back from a debate tournament. Let's review the facts.
Fact 1: A judge accused me of cussing out the negative team.

Fact 2: I didn't utter a single cuss word in any of the rounds.

Fact 3: I did say "crap" once, quietly and to myself, when I dropped some papers.

Fact 4: My partner agrees to the above facts.

Fact 5: Some people consider "crap" a cuss word.

Fact 6: Some people, for whatever reason, categorize even cussing (or, in this case, saying "crap") in the vicinity of any other human being to be "cussing them out".

Fact 7: Some people have their heads phenomenally far up their asses.


Man, is this story going to get around school.
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Thursday, October 7, 2004

There!
I fixed the color dilemma, special thanks to the good Baron for inspiration.

I ended up not going to the hypnotist because none of what I saw of him from the kitchen was really all that impressive. I do remember a good Jack Handey, though:

"I don't think I can be hypnotized. This hypnotist tried to hypnotize me one time, but he couldn't. And I tell him that each time I go over to wash his car, which is every Wednesday."

There. Now your coming here has been made worthwhile.
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Wednesday, October 6, 2004

10 visits, 3 comments. Is it really that hard, people?

Finally!

Now then, I decided against doing more parody layouts, at least for now (for those of you who are not familiar with me, what I mean to say is "I will never again make any visible attempt to do a parody layout."), because I was at a forum that I frequent when I thought of how cool their scroll form is, and how cool it would be to rip it for my site. As you can see, though, MS Paint was written in POOP v1.0. It distorted the colors just enough to have basically no achievable match in hex colors. I still like it, though, and so does Baron. So nyah.

I also decided to give the Calvin avatar, which I have had since the beginning of myOtaku, a rest for a little while; mainly because I can't find that picture on the internet anymore. It's a shame, but I was planning to do it eventually, probably on the second anniversary of myO (since I missed the first).

There's a hypnotist performing in the cafeteria a few paces away from my dad's office. I'll probably go see that in a little while.
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Tuesday, October 5, 2004

The Census
Each time I post, I get about 25 visitors in the course of two or three days, but pretty much only rustym comments. So if you see this, comment on this post so I'll know I'm not crazy or that rusty isn't obsessed with my site (it is pretty schnazzy, I'll admit).

Also, I'm thinking about going through an entire series of layouts parodizing other people's pages (all complete with a hint of Calvin in the avatar). If I do, my next victim will be... no you'll have to wait and find out.

When my brother comes up for Thanksgiving, though, I'll be able to finally use his digital camera again to take a picture that I've wanted to use for a layout for a long, long time. I'll also have to figure out how to keep my background from moving, as in Terra's site, for it to work. If anyone knows how, tell me in the comment that you will post.


EDIT: Not quite done here yet. I've got to get off for a little while, but I'll be back to finish it up and explain.

EDIT DEUX: Make that tomorrow.
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Saturday, October 2, 2004

I have found my 'heads-will-roll-if-I-do-not-get-this' christmas gift for this year.
The Olympia SoundBug.

Here's the skinny: it's a small device about the size and shape of a computer mouse, except it has a big suction cup on it (getting good already isn't it?). You plug it into a standard 3.5mm headphone jack, stick it to any smooth, glossy surface, and turn on the music. The SoundBug will, as I understand, send vibrations and crap through the surface, making it act as a speaker.

Is that not utterly awesome? It can reach volumes of up to 75dBm (data Bits per mile), although it gives off some distortion at such levels.

Even better, though, is the ability to hook up multiple SoundBugs for more and better sound. I swear, if I had the money the walls of my room would be a mess of cords and silver lumps, pumping out shattering levels of Blindside and Anberlin.

At first even I thought the price, $26.99 on ThinkGeek.com, was a bunch of BS (Barracuda Spitoons), but that's probably because a new version of it, the $300 Omnivox, while having questionable superiority, has hit the market.

If I end up getting one, I'll post a full review here (many of the ones I've found so far seem a bit biased to one side or the other) for no conceivable reason. If I don't, I'll tell you all about the executions.

One more thing -- if anyone out there is really cool, they'll put up a copy of Linkin Park's Hybrid Theory or Reanimated on Ebay for $.01 on buy-it-now. They will also ask me my ebay name and restrict the sale, if they can, to me.
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Thursday, September 30, 2004

If I ever have a son, I will name him Simian. If I have a daughter, I will name her Simi-Anne.
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What?








Anyway, today you can mark your calendar as World Happy Day, because I'm finally working at the University in the kitchen for money. Never has the sound of a timeclock punching a card sounded so sweet.
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Friday, September 24, 2004

IT TASTES SO GOOOOD!!!
To tell you more that you don't care about of the reading habits of some kid you'll never meet, I just finished rereading The Hobbit and I've started on Isaac Asimov's The Gods Themselves (I've also started properly punctuating the titles of books). I'm looking forward to it, because I've never read anything by Mr. Asimov before. Maybe it'll explain why he's got such a cool name.

Also, in Debate I judged a mock round between all of the advanced debaters, which was really cool since I'm only a freshman. After the first speaker screwed his eight-minute speech into a hilariously undeveloped twelve-minute speech, the rest of the round dissolved into a giant cross-examination (basically, we only got about an eighth of the way through). It was all sidesplittingly funny.

The only thing I have left to say is to go over to Sara's page and see her entry for the 23rd (as of today, it's still on her main page). Very, very beautiful.


EDIT: My ranking also just broke into the 200's, and I'm five visits away from 1,000!
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Thursday, September 23, 2004

The Cat in the Hat on Aging
I can not see
I can not pee
I can not chew
I can not screw
Oh, my god what can I do?
My memory shrinks
My hearing stinks
No sense of smell
I look like hell
My mood is bad - - can you tell?
My body's drooping
Have trouble pooping
The Golden Years have come at last
The Golden Years can kiss my ass


Heard that from someone during speech class this morning. Probably the funniest poem I've ever heard (aside from the "screw" part).
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Thursday, September 16, 2004

I just started reading Lord of the Flies, and the guy who wrote the introduction, E.M. Forster, is a complete asshole. Here's a couple excerpts from the introduction:

"It is a pleasure and an honour to write an introduction to this remarkable book, but there is also a difficulty, for the reason that the book contains surprises, and its reader ought to encounter them for himself."

"It is he [referring to Ralph] who finds the conch and arranges that when there is a meeting he who holds the conch shall speak. He is chosen as leader. He is democracy. And as long as the conch remains, there is some semblance of cooperation. But it gets smashed."

"...as long as he [Piggy] survives there is some semblance of intelligence. But he too gets smashed. He hurtles through the air under a rock dislodged by savages. His skull cracks and his brains spill out."

That's where I stopped reading, on account of I wanted to "encounter the surprises for" myself.
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