The American people have spoken, and our new President will be Barack Obama!
Congratulations America!
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
Bald.
Why did I choose to shave my head in the middle of autumn? The world will never know.
But, one thing is for sure; it was not the best idea. I have to wear a beanie all the time because my head gets so cold, then when I leave the beanie on for a little while it gets too warm, so I have to take it off. Then my head gets cold...
... see the cycle? HOT-COLD-HOT-COLD-HOT-COLD-HOT-COLD... bah.
At least I look drop dead sexy.
But, one thing is for sure; it was not the best idea. I have to wear a beanie all the time because my head gets so cold, then when I leave the beanie on for a little while it gets too warm, so I have to take it off. Then my head gets cold...
... see the cycle? HOT-COLD-HOT-COLD-HOT-COLD-HOT-COLD... bah.
At least I look drop dead sexy.
Monday, October 27, 2008
NationStates 2
Man oh man, NationStates 2 is such an awesomely frustrating game.
I've been playing the original NationStates since November 2004, and the newest version, NationStates 2 is currently in closed beta, which I'm a part of. It's awesome, but so frustrating.
You see, in NationStates 1 you just had to answer some issues, and rely on third party programs to see how your economy stacked up in this world of nearly 70,000 others. It was really cool roleplaying on the forum's your nations history, culture, and government.
Now NationStates 2 goes a bit more in depth with the whole concept. What you decide in the issues brought upon your nation REALLY makes a difference. For instance, right now my nation has 99 million people, with an economy at about $160 million, which means my GDP per capita is roughly $1.61. Yes, one dollar and sixty one cents. Sigh.
We currently have a food shortage - about 20 million of my citizens aren't getting a meal on a daily basis. Then there's the clothes shortage - yep, 15 million of my citizens are now nudists. Then there's the medical shortage - there have been reports of some of my female citizens delivering their babies (why would you have a baby in such a country? Selfish bitches) at funeral homes in anticipation that they'll die. But they have electricity up the wazoo. Ain't life grand.
It was funny, just a few short days ago all my people were fed and clothed, but they didn't have electricity. Now that they have electricity, they don't have food or clothes. Wonderful. Most of my government's budget is used to buy medical supplies so our health care system doesn't collapse, and very little is used to buy food or clothing. It's a sad world out there in Stephenlandia.
Compare this to my nation in NS1, and you'll be amazed: 8.1 billion people, GDP of $195 trillion, no crime, no shortages of any kind. 1st world. Gotta love the difference.
I've been playing the original NationStates since November 2004, and the newest version, NationStates 2 is currently in closed beta, which I'm a part of. It's awesome, but so frustrating.
You see, in NationStates 1 you just had to answer some issues, and rely on third party programs to see how your economy stacked up in this world of nearly 70,000 others. It was really cool roleplaying on the forum's your nations history, culture, and government.
Now NationStates 2 goes a bit more in depth with the whole concept. What you decide in the issues brought upon your nation REALLY makes a difference. For instance, right now my nation has 99 million people, with an economy at about $160 million, which means my GDP per capita is roughly $1.61. Yes, one dollar and sixty one cents. Sigh.
We currently have a food shortage - about 20 million of my citizens aren't getting a meal on a daily basis. Then there's the clothes shortage - yep, 15 million of my citizens are now nudists. Then there's the medical shortage - there have been reports of some of my female citizens delivering their babies (why would you have a baby in such a country? Selfish bitches) at funeral homes in anticipation that they'll die. But they have electricity up the wazoo. Ain't life grand.
It was funny, just a few short days ago all my people were fed and clothed, but they didn't have electricity. Now that they have electricity, they don't have food or clothes. Wonderful. Most of my government's budget is used to buy medical supplies so our health care system doesn't collapse, and very little is used to buy food or clothing. It's a sad world out there in Stephenlandia.
Compare this to my nation in NS1, and you'll be amazed: 8.1 billion people, GDP of $195 trillion, no crime, no shortages of any kind. 1st world. Gotta love the difference.
Sunday, October 26, 2008
Group Homes
There's a group home across the street with all sorts of insane people living under one roof. Man, what a riot that place is. It's been there so long I don't remember a time when it hasn't been there, and boy the people comin' out of that place get creepier and creepier.
One of the most notable people I remember is this old guy, probably late 50's/early 60's, that would make it his duty to say "Hi-eeeeeeeeee!" Hi-eeeeeee! Hi-eeeeeeee! Hi-eeeeeee! Hi-eeeeeeee! Hi-eeeeeeee!" every time he saw me, or one of my family members. This dude had a voice only a mother could love - it was a cross between Darth Vader and Macy Gray. Sound like a match made in Hell? It was.
My sister once asked him why he voice was so crackly and weird. He simply said "DRRRRRRRRRRR--UUUUUUGGGGGHHHHHHHHH-SSSSSSSSSS." Nice. So there you have it kiddies - don't do drughhhhhhhhhhhhhs or you'll end up like that guy.
Then there was this other guy; his name was Gerry. Some former New York City cop that got shot and was paralyzed and blinded. Crazy shit. Anyway, he would hang out in his wheelchair at the bottom of the driveway and listen to books on tape.
When my mother went outside to get the mail, she'd always say hello to him out of the kindness of her oh-so-liberal heart, and he'd say hello back. This eventually turned into more than a hello when she'd spend sometimes an hour outside talking to this man she had nothing in common with. I personally could never understand what he was saying - somehow the gunshot made his ability to speak really difficult, so words came out sounding not so wordsy. But alas, my mother being the wonderful woman she is, didn't care about this and talked to him like he was just a regular dude. Bless her heart.
Another guy worth mentioning is this very very very mentally unstable "kid" called Calvin. Calvin had some major behavioral issues - it took dozens of people to give him his medication so he could calm down.
One day, I heard the dogs barking very angrily (this was before we got Juno - Freckles was still alive and Petey wasn't a depressed mutt), but I didn't think anything of it because they tend to do this all the time. Later in the day I learned that Calvin had TRIED TO BREAK INTO OUR HOUSE, but ran back across the street because he is scared of dogs - GOOD DOGGIES!
But that wasn't the last encounter with ol' Calvin. Oh no, Calvin got out another time a few weeks later and spit on my brother and his friends while they were walking down the street back to the house, and he also spit on a woman driving in her gas guzzler. It's obvious these people working there can't handle the crazy asshole.
It gets BETTER. Me and my mom were exiting the house to go out somewhere. I was just putting my wheelchair in the trunk when I heard a voice from behind say "Lock the door! Lock the door!" - I looked behind me, and saw CALVIN coming towards me, the insane grin on his face like always. I bolted into the car as fast as humanly possible, locked the door, and thanked my lucky stars I got inside in time.
I wasn't so lucky. Calvin tried to open the door. It was locked. Then he went for the driver door, which I was behind. To my misfortune it wasn't locked, and so when he pulled the door handle it did, indeed, open. He came partially into the car, looked straight at me, and spit, just barely missing me. Son of a BITCH.
And last but certainly not least, there's Anthony. Now Anthony is a truly disturbed individual. Not only does he walk the streets humming to himself, but he always asks me to call the US Marshalls or the police for him, alleging that they aren't feeding or something to that affect.
But he also has this tendency to scream bloody murder at random times of the day - it seriously sounds like someone is being maimed to death. Did I mention he sometimes does this at 4 o'clock in the morning? How do you sleep after you've been waken up by a man screaming? It's not easy.
As crazy as they are, they sure make life real interesting.
One of the most notable people I remember is this old guy, probably late 50's/early 60's, that would make it his duty to say "Hi-eeeeeeeeee!" Hi-eeeeeee! Hi-eeeeeeee! Hi-eeeeeee! Hi-eeeeeeee! Hi-eeeeeeee!" every time he saw me, or one of my family members. This dude had a voice only a mother could love - it was a cross between Darth Vader and Macy Gray. Sound like a match made in Hell? It was.
My sister once asked him why he voice was so crackly and weird. He simply said "DRRRRRRRRRRR--UUUUUUGGGGGHHHHHHHHH-SSSSSSSSSS." Nice. So there you have it kiddies - don't do drughhhhhhhhhhhhhs or you'll end up like that guy.
Then there was this other guy; his name was Gerry. Some former New York City cop that got shot and was paralyzed and blinded. Crazy shit. Anyway, he would hang out in his wheelchair at the bottom of the driveway and listen to books on tape.
When my mother went outside to get the mail, she'd always say hello to him out of the kindness of her oh-so-liberal heart, and he'd say hello back. This eventually turned into more than a hello when she'd spend sometimes an hour outside talking to this man she had nothing in common with. I personally could never understand what he was saying - somehow the gunshot made his ability to speak really difficult, so words came out sounding not so wordsy. But alas, my mother being the wonderful woman she is, didn't care about this and talked to him like he was just a regular dude. Bless her heart.
Another guy worth mentioning is this very very very mentally unstable "kid" called Calvin. Calvin had some major behavioral issues - it took dozens of people to give him his medication so he could calm down.
One day, I heard the dogs barking very angrily (this was before we got Juno - Freckles was still alive and Petey wasn't a depressed mutt), but I didn't think anything of it because they tend to do this all the time. Later in the day I learned that Calvin had TRIED TO BREAK INTO OUR HOUSE, but ran back across the street because he is scared of dogs - GOOD DOGGIES!
But that wasn't the last encounter with ol' Calvin. Oh no, Calvin got out another time a few weeks later and spit on my brother and his friends while they were walking down the street back to the house, and he also spit on a woman driving in her gas guzzler. It's obvious these people working there can't handle the crazy asshole.
It gets BETTER. Me and my mom were exiting the house to go out somewhere. I was just putting my wheelchair in the trunk when I heard a voice from behind say "Lock the door! Lock the door!" - I looked behind me, and saw CALVIN coming towards me, the insane grin on his face like always. I bolted into the car as fast as humanly possible, locked the door, and thanked my lucky stars I got inside in time.
I wasn't so lucky. Calvin tried to open the door. It was locked. Then he went for the driver door, which I was behind. To my misfortune it wasn't locked, and so when he pulled the door handle it did, indeed, open. He came partially into the car, looked straight at me, and spit, just barely missing me. Son of a BITCH.
And last but certainly not least, there's Anthony. Now Anthony is a truly disturbed individual. Not only does he walk the streets humming to himself, but he always asks me to call the US Marshalls or the police for him, alleging that they aren't feeding or something to that affect.
But he also has this tendency to scream bloody murder at random times of the day - it seriously sounds like someone is being maimed to death. Did I mention he sometimes does this at 4 o'clock in the morning? How do you sleep after you've been waken up by a man screaming? It's not easy.
As crazy as they are, they sure make life real interesting.
Live Messenger Beta
Okay... if the new Live Messenger Beta that came out is any indication of the new Live Messenger to come, I've got one thing to say:
It will suck.
Why, you ask? Well first of all, the new window puts the display pictures on the left side of the screen - why? Why must they put the display picture on the left side? It was nice on the right, but no, they have to switch up on us like assholes. Fuck that.
Second of all, the damn display pictures? Yeah, the frickin' borders changer color depending on your status: A status of "Away" makes the border turn yellow, a status of "Available" makes it turn green, and a status of "Busy" makes it turn red. Why? Why the HELL do we need these annoying colorized borders to show us the status? Can Live Messenger users not read? Pointless.
Third of all, that damn noise that it makes when someone logs in is so annoying. I can't stand it when someone logs in and it makes that annoying frickin' sound. Die sound, die.
Fourth of all, the little thought bubble at the bottom of the window that is next to the part that says "So and so is writing a message," has a tiny little graphic of dots going across it, like we don't know what the frick that means already. Plus, it's distracting. Wow.
Fifth of all, the damn chat windows themselves. They made them all big, but the window for chatting is so small! WHY IS THE CHAT WINDOW SO TINY COMPARED TO THE WHOLE WINDOW? It's the stupidest thing I've ever seen. Seriously. Damn it.
Rant over.
p.s. ARGHHHHHHHHHHHH!
It will suck.
Why, you ask? Well first of all, the new window puts the display pictures on the left side of the screen - why? Why must they put the display picture on the left side? It was nice on the right, but no, they have to switch up on us like assholes. Fuck that.
Second of all, the damn display pictures? Yeah, the frickin' borders changer color depending on your status: A status of "Away" makes the border turn yellow, a status of "Available" makes it turn green, and a status of "Busy" makes it turn red. Why? Why the HELL do we need these annoying colorized borders to show us the status? Can Live Messenger users not read? Pointless.
Third of all, that damn noise that it makes when someone logs in is so annoying. I can't stand it when someone logs in and it makes that annoying frickin' sound. Die sound, die.
Fourth of all, the little thought bubble at the bottom of the window that is next to the part that says "So and so is writing a message," has a tiny little graphic of dots going across it, like we don't know what the frick that means already. Plus, it's distracting. Wow.
Fifth of all, the damn chat windows themselves. They made them all big, but the window for chatting is so small! WHY IS THE CHAT WINDOW SO TINY COMPARED TO THE WHOLE WINDOW? It's the stupidest thing I've ever seen. Seriously. Damn it.
Rant over.
p.s. ARGHHHHHHHHHHHH!
Friday, October 24, 2008
Proposition 8
You gotta love bigots. You really do. They're so entertaining.
Why are they entertaining, you ask? Well, because they are so stupid you just gotta laugh at 'em.
The most trifling form of bigotry in modern America is the "issue" over marriage equality. How dare a segment of the population want to get married. Those bastards, wanting all that equality! How the fuck dare they!
Wait, what? I thought I lived in America for a second. You know, where freedom and glory reigns supreme.
Or does it?
Nope. It doesn't. Because if it did then being wanting to marry the person they love wouldn't even be an issue. Why do so many people (*cough*Christians*cough*) feel like imposing their personal feelings on the the rest of the country (which, sadly, largely agrees with them to an extent) is the right thing to do? Who the fuck stood up and made them boss? Nobody, that's who.
They think they're doing the Lord's work, when the Bible has shown time and time again that God is a liberal, not a conservative. God wouldn't give two shits about who was getting married. He wouldn't roll like that.
The Bible doesn't even condemn such unions. It doesn't. Find me the verse. What's that? You can't? Thought so.
Which brings me to this posts subject. Proposition 8. An amendment to the Constitution of the State of California which will nullify, if passed, the right of every Californian the right to marry whom they wish. Imagine that, an amendment to eliminate someone's right to marry. Wow! Crazy world I live in.
How can an amendment for a civil right be put on the ballot in a so called civilized (lol, yeah right) country? Imagine if the civil rights movement for Blacks were put up to national referendum? How do you think that would turn out? One thing is for certain - we (us Black folk) wouldn't have the grand opportunity to vote one of our own in the highest office in the country.
If you don't like certain types of marriage, here is an idea - DON'T GET ONE. Oh my god, how dare I even suggest such a thing. How DARE I SUGGEST SUCH AN AWFUL IDEA! Instead, they'd rather put on their Nazi uniforms and start acting like the fascists they really are.
I hope I live to see the day when marriage equality is reached throughout this entire country. Where being gay isn't something that is shocking, socially unacceptable, or something that may threaten your life. It is sickening that in a country as great as ours, that this behavior isn't causing massive outrage. Instead it is being swept under the rug like it isn't a problem that segments of the population are being treated as 2nd class citizens in the year 2008.
If you're a real Christian, a person that truly believes in what America stands for, you will not vote YES on Proposition 8 on November 4th. I'm hopeful that the citizens of the great State of California will vote this awful piece of bigotry off the books. Please Californians; do us all a favor and show the world that the United States of America isn't only full of bigoted hicks.
It's a shame (and a blessing) that I live on the other side of the country in the amazing State of New York. I'd love to be able to vote to strike down Proposition Bigotry 8.
Why are they entertaining, you ask? Well, because they are so stupid you just gotta laugh at 'em.
The most trifling form of bigotry in modern America is the "issue" over marriage equality. How dare a segment of the population want to get married. Those bastards, wanting all that equality! How the fuck dare they!
Wait, what? I thought I lived in America for a second. You know, where freedom and glory reigns supreme.
Or does it?
Nope. It doesn't. Because if it did then being wanting to marry the person they love wouldn't even be an issue. Why do so many people (*cough*Christians*cough*) feel like imposing their personal feelings on the the rest of the country (which, sadly, largely agrees with them to an extent) is the right thing to do? Who the fuck stood up and made them boss? Nobody, that's who.
They think they're doing the Lord's work, when the Bible has shown time and time again that God is a liberal, not a conservative. God wouldn't give two shits about who was getting married. He wouldn't roll like that.
The Bible doesn't even condemn such unions. It doesn't. Find me the verse. What's that? You can't? Thought so.
Which brings me to this posts subject. Proposition 8. An amendment to the Constitution of the State of California which will nullify, if passed, the right of every Californian the right to marry whom they wish. Imagine that, an amendment to eliminate someone's right to marry. Wow! Crazy world I live in.
How can an amendment for a civil right be put on the ballot in a so called civilized (lol, yeah right) country? Imagine if the civil rights movement for Blacks were put up to national referendum? How do you think that would turn out? One thing is for certain - we (us Black folk) wouldn't have the grand opportunity to vote one of our own in the highest office in the country.
If you don't like certain types of marriage, here is an idea - DON'T GET ONE. Oh my god, how dare I even suggest such a thing. How DARE I SUGGEST SUCH AN AWFUL IDEA! Instead, they'd rather put on their Nazi uniforms and start acting like the fascists they really are.
I hope I live to see the day when marriage equality is reached throughout this entire country. Where being gay isn't something that is shocking, socially unacceptable, or something that may threaten your life. It is sickening that in a country as great as ours, that this behavior isn't causing massive outrage. Instead it is being swept under the rug like it isn't a problem that segments of the population are being treated as 2nd class citizens in the year 2008.
If you're a real Christian, a person that truly believes in what America stands for, you will not vote YES on Proposition 8 on November 4th. I'm hopeful that the citizens of the great State of California will vote this awful piece of bigotry off the books. Please Californians; do us all a favor and show the world that the United States of America isn't only full of bigoted hicks.
It's a shame (and a blessing) that I live on the other side of the country in the amazing State of New York. I'd love to be able to vote to strike down Proposition Bigotry 8.
There once was a dog named Juno, who was oh so cute-o!
My dog pwnz all other dogs. Hands down. Bitches.
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