This shit is awesome...
I read Destructiod along with Kotaku, it's like the bastard child or something...They're so shameless and self-promoting. I love them so much. One of their weekly pieces is YTMND thursdays. YTMNDs are just animated gifs and music files.
Of particular interest:
The Scout is dead.
Darth Vader having a wonderful time (in Gary's mod)
Ernist Failing at Street Fighter II
The shining, Mario Kart edition
Portal remix
Thursday, January 3, 2008
Saul WIlliams digital download info
Reznor's main website nin.com has a new post regarding sales figures for Saul Williams digital download album.
Just go read it. Makes small kittens cry...so sad...
Just go read it. Makes small kittens cry...so sad...
Wednesday, January 2, 2008
We're Back!
Just got back from LA. Tired. Can't read the new posts yet, but I will tomorrow. Enjoy the first LolCat Wednesday Post. We'll see how long I can keep em going. =)
p.s. Steve you can find copper veins in Barrens here. Syd recommends mining around the pig guy camps to the south so you can kill them and get cloth as well. happy farming.
one last holiday post...promise
I like this little comic called white ninja. Check this holiday one out:
And here's one more, just cause it made me laugh =)
And here's one more, just cause it made me laugh =)
Tuesday, January 1, 2008
Happy New Year (the puke free version)!
Well Its 2008. I have no idea why but I think its going to be a great year for me. I said the same thing at the beginning of 2007. I remember having high hopes that Id be able to conquer many things that I had been dealing with and that I was finally ready to let go of. Man I had a fucking rough year! It was not the joyous blissful experience that I was hoping for, but what it lacked in comfort it more than made up for in productivity. I made some tremendous changes to my life in various ways all throughout 2007 to where my life now is very different than it was just one year ago. I wasnt always happy, though there were some moments for sure, but I was very often busy, and thats something I can not take for granted! I have always been a lazy asshole, at least in 2007 I was just an asshole. I guess I was lazy in certain regards, certain classes still not passed that needed to be completed, but where it really counted I put in the time, and the fruits of my labor are just about ready to be harvested. So I say that 2008 will be a great year, I dont know if that means Ill be happier and less stressed out, though I hope this will be the case, I just have that feeling that I had at the beginning of last year. The feeling of opportunity and potential.
So how did I bring in this super productive responsible year for myself? By drinking moderately and talking about Illuminati while watching Tenacious D pick of destiny and listening to my friends yell at George for knocking over an expensive Hooka that they were using. It was fun! It was tame! Not really my style at all! Normally I go crazy and get super drunk at some crazy event, or at least a very large party. Or, I hang out at my house with my family very low key, have like a beer, smoke some weed, play some games, than pass out. That is usually my nature. All or nothing. Extreme to the end. Either I party hard, or I dont party at all. Its just my mood. Obviously Ive had the good fortune of being at least some what responsible while partying because I wouldnt be here right now if I had truly been as extreme as I wanted to be. I tried to arrange rides so I wouldnt have to drive, I didnt mix too much of this with too much of that so I wouldnt end up in a hospital, but overall when I party I tend to indulge in a manner that most would consider to be excessive. Not in 2007 though. Generally throughout the whole year I didnt party hard at all and when I did it still wasnt "hard" because what I consumed was not even half of what I would have just a year before. It seems this held true for New Years. I went to Denys' house and chilled with about 8 people. Very small scene, just a few folks I know well, we probablly smoked 2 bowls all night. Everyone had a few drinks, I had one, every had a few beers, I had like 2 maybe 3. I developed a good buzz, I was talking with my friends, no one was really drunk, no one threw up, George knocked something down but that was just clumsiness that he could be associated with when he is completely sober. It was just another night. I was a bit disappointed until it was time for me to drive home. At around 3 am I just felt I was done. I stood up, said good bye, got in my car and drove home. I was slightly buzzed I guess but I wasnt concerned the way I would have been just a year ago, I didnt have to ask myself deep serious questions like should I be driving or whether or not I want to just crash in my car. I was in absolute control of all my options. I could have stayed, Denys house would have been open all day today for company, but I just wanted to go home and I did so. As I was driving I was bumping my Jay-Z (still in my car Ron) and driving somewhat fast but responsible, laughing at the other cars that were swerving very slowly towards driveway destinations (I guess Im not the only one who parties close to home). It hit me in a flash how weird it felt to be the guy who is not driving fucked up at 3 am on New Years day. And you know what? I kind of liked the feeling. I parked, thought about my night, the lack of excitement but also the lack of incident, and thought I could go for that again next year. I guess I really am changing. I think 2007 really was a great year for me. Otherwise I would have had a whole different perspective and attitude about last night. Now I can just be happy for what I got. I think 2008 is going to be an even better year for me! I hope its a better year for all of us.
So how did I bring in this super productive responsible year for myself? By drinking moderately and talking about Illuminati while watching Tenacious D pick of destiny and listening to my friends yell at George for knocking over an expensive Hooka that they were using. It was fun! It was tame! Not really my style at all! Normally I go crazy and get super drunk at some crazy event, or at least a very large party. Or, I hang out at my house with my family very low key, have like a beer, smoke some weed, play some games, than pass out. That is usually my nature. All or nothing. Extreme to the end. Either I party hard, or I dont party at all. Its just my mood. Obviously Ive had the good fortune of being at least some what responsible while partying because I wouldnt be here right now if I had truly been as extreme as I wanted to be. I tried to arrange rides so I wouldnt have to drive, I didnt mix too much of this with too much of that so I wouldnt end up in a hospital, but overall when I party I tend to indulge in a manner that most would consider to be excessive. Not in 2007 though. Generally throughout the whole year I didnt party hard at all and when I did it still wasnt "hard" because what I consumed was not even half of what I would have just a year before. It seems this held true for New Years. I went to Denys' house and chilled with about 8 people. Very small scene, just a few folks I know well, we probablly smoked 2 bowls all night. Everyone had a few drinks, I had one, every had a few beers, I had like 2 maybe 3. I developed a good buzz, I was talking with my friends, no one was really drunk, no one threw up, George knocked something down but that was just clumsiness that he could be associated with when he is completely sober. It was just another night. I was a bit disappointed until it was time for me to drive home. At around 3 am I just felt I was done. I stood up, said good bye, got in my car and drove home. I was slightly buzzed I guess but I wasnt concerned the way I would have been just a year ago, I didnt have to ask myself deep serious questions like should I be driving or whether or not I want to just crash in my car. I was in absolute control of all my options. I could have stayed, Denys house would have been open all day today for company, but I just wanted to go home and I did so. As I was driving I was bumping my Jay-Z (still in my car Ron) and driving somewhat fast but responsible, laughing at the other cars that were swerving very slowly towards driveway destinations (I guess Im not the only one who parties close to home). It hit me in a flash how weird it felt to be the guy who is not driving fucked up at 3 am on New Years day. And you know what? I kind of liked the feeling. I parked, thought about my night, the lack of excitement but also the lack of incident, and thought I could go for that again next year. I guess I really am changing. I think 2007 really was a great year for me. Otherwise I would have had a whole different perspective and attitude about last night. Now I can just be happy for what I got. I think 2008 is going to be an even better year for me! I hope its a better year for all of us.
Happy New Year (w/ puke!)!!!!
It's 2008! This holiday season has been one crazy adventure. My holiday break in LA was amazing to say the least. I saw almost everyone that I haven't seen in ages, being able to pick and go as I please went a long way. Going out would usually lead to a night that exceeded my expectations in all ways shape or form.
I also have some going out to the club tips which more than anything amused the hell out of me.
So leading up to the new year I found myself going dancing a LOT, by the way, I had a lot more opening for dancing from women in LA than I did up here...not sure what that was about.
So for new years I decided to try something different. An old friend of my sisters came up to hang out with his cousin and his cousin's g/f's friends. They went to this club in Oakland...I decided, you know what, why the hell not! I'll step out of my comfort zone for a change....
Boy was I in for an experience.
First, they were late, so I got to find out that I suck hard at Donkey Kong (yeah, totally random, this club has a couple of old arcade machines in the back).
I probably just should have left at this point as I had an invite to another party which I could have made...whatever, this was a growing experience.
So, I found out that if a pretty girl talks to you by the bar, she just wants a drink, then she will repeatedly check in on you while you're on the dance floor to squeeze another one out of you. Don't think I ever felt so used before...thank god I only bought her one before my sister's friend broke down her behavior and mentioned she was "hungry," not a term I was too familiar with. In all honesty, I had just heard this term not but three days prior while hanging out at a BAR (I mean, unattractive people left and right just drinking and leering at each other eagerly) with my cousin Jason.
It's all just learning right?
Well when all was said and done, I had this uncanny urge to go home and play TF2, but my sister's friend invited me out to an "after party." Earlier in the week I found it efficient to just take someone in your car who knows how to get the rendezvous point. Well, on my second go I learned not to take the most drunk guy with you because he'll probably have to throw up at some point before you get there. Essentially, while getting off the freeway this guy pokes his head out the window and pukes...probably good it didn't get inside my car, but I doubt he thought through the whole "wind pushes shit back on the car when thrown out the window" thing.
So at around 3:00 am January 1st 2008, I find myself at a gas station, cleaning puke off the side of my car with this dude who I just met that night who's totally out of it. I felt bad for the guy, probably wasn't the best way to ring in the new year for him either.
Cyrusse, I think i've finally karmicly paid off that night you had to clean my puke...
Well, I capped off the night helping this guys girlfriend cart him around to sit down and get water because NO ONE was helping the poor girl and you could tell she really needed it. Also, this guys cousin, my sister's friend, totally didn't care because he just wanted to get laid...
In many ways, not too fun, but then again, quite an experience. I surely aint going to forget how I rung in 2008!!!
Well, I can't really feel bad about all this. My week in LA was fucking magical. I can't think of any bad nights or nights I didn't feel I took advantage of my time in LA. So the one night of having to deal with the more negative aspects of going out aint so bad and caused for quite an experience..
Now if you all will excuse me, I've got to finish cleaning puke off my car =)
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update - 4:21pm
puke damage more extensive than I thought...turns out his head didn't quite clear the window opening...so yeah, I'll need to figure out how to open / dismantle my car door to completely clean it. I did a damn good job for now...took forever...but yeah, I'm not going to be happy with it till I rip that bad boy apart and clean the insides...
LOL, it's a good thing that on the one hand I'm pretty fucking serious while on the other I know this is all just a great play where everyone has different roles.
I was also thinking, if I hadn't had taken the brunt of this guys puke he would have probably puked on one of his girlfriend's friends...and they were not nice to him even while he was just sitting outside. I mean these girls started dancing in his face and taunting him...and he was just looking baaaaaddddd!!!
We'll see how it all comes around, I bet in a year or two I'll have to figure out how to dismantle my car door for something a LOT more important.
I also have some going out to the club tips which more than anything amused the hell out of me.
So leading up to the new year I found myself going dancing a LOT, by the way, I had a lot more opening for dancing from women in LA than I did up here...not sure what that was about.
So for new years I decided to try something different. An old friend of my sisters came up to hang out with his cousin and his cousin's g/f's friends. They went to this club in Oakland...I decided, you know what, why the hell not! I'll step out of my comfort zone for a change....
Boy was I in for an experience.
First, they were late, so I got to find out that I suck hard at Donkey Kong (yeah, totally random, this club has a couple of old arcade machines in the back).
I probably just should have left at this point as I had an invite to another party which I could have made...whatever, this was a growing experience.
So, I found out that if a pretty girl talks to you by the bar, she just wants a drink, then she will repeatedly check in on you while you're on the dance floor to squeeze another one out of you. Don't think I ever felt so used before...thank god I only bought her one before my sister's friend broke down her behavior and mentioned she was "hungry," not a term I was too familiar with. In all honesty, I had just heard this term not but three days prior while hanging out at a BAR (I mean, unattractive people left and right just drinking and leering at each other eagerly) with my cousin Jason.
It's all just learning right?
Well when all was said and done, I had this uncanny urge to go home and play TF2, but my sister's friend invited me out to an "after party." Earlier in the week I found it efficient to just take someone in your car who knows how to get the rendezvous point. Well, on my second go I learned not to take the most drunk guy with you because he'll probably have to throw up at some point before you get there. Essentially, while getting off the freeway this guy pokes his head out the window and pukes...probably good it didn't get inside my car, but I doubt he thought through the whole "wind pushes shit back on the car when thrown out the window" thing.
So at around 3:00 am January 1st 2008, I find myself at a gas station, cleaning puke off the side of my car with this dude who I just met that night who's totally out of it. I felt bad for the guy, probably wasn't the best way to ring in the new year for him either.
Cyrusse, I think i've finally karmicly paid off that night you had to clean my puke...
Well, I capped off the night helping this guys girlfriend cart him around to sit down and get water because NO ONE was helping the poor girl and you could tell she really needed it. Also, this guys cousin, my sister's friend, totally didn't care because he just wanted to get laid...
In many ways, not too fun, but then again, quite an experience. I surely aint going to forget how I rung in 2008!!!
Well, I can't really feel bad about all this. My week in LA was fucking magical. I can't think of any bad nights or nights I didn't feel I took advantage of my time in LA. So the one night of having to deal with the more negative aspects of going out aint so bad and caused for quite an experience..
Now if you all will excuse me, I've got to finish cleaning puke off my car =)
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update - 4:21pm
puke damage more extensive than I thought...turns out his head didn't quite clear the window opening...so yeah, I'll need to figure out how to open / dismantle my car door to completely clean it. I did a damn good job for now...took forever...but yeah, I'm not going to be happy with it till I rip that bad boy apart and clean the insides...
LOL, it's a good thing that on the one hand I'm pretty fucking serious while on the other I know this is all just a great play where everyone has different roles.
I was also thinking, if I hadn't had taken the brunt of this guys puke he would have probably puked on one of his girlfriend's friends...and they were not nice to him even while he was just sitting outside. I mean these girls started dancing in his face and taunting him...and he was just looking baaaaaddddd!!!
We'll see how it all comes around, I bet in a year or two I'll have to figure out how to dismantle my car door for something a LOT more important.
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