Apr/11
2005
I have the insatiable urge, whenever I see an SUV on the road and some chinless twant with bleached blonde hair (or just as often some pallid, white-collar, shrimp-dick type) behind the wheel to scream at them to please, please, please find an open section of road and jerk the wheel as hard as they can to the right. I make this voodoo-motions of a vehicle rolling over as I pass them in the hopes that maybe some of the jinx bait will stick and they'll find themselves head down in a ditch. Why? Well I have yet to understand the mentality that says to the owner "hey, look I can pay a huge-ass loan on this behemoth, guzzle 3 generations of gas AND auto-kill anyone I choose to run into in a sensible vehcile. YES I R TEH KING 4ND I R TEH R0Ad PWN0RS. BIG. I R TEH BIG!!!!" When you talk to these types, if you can understand them around the drool, it's never that they -wanted- an oversized vehicle to make up for their inadequacies (or for the women, their husbands inadequacies) it's that they NEEDED it. Lol white boy - you needed it for what? That pothole you just slowed down to 2 miles an hour to go over? Wait, wait, let me guess, you needed it for that snowy driveway you get plowed? Or hang on, because your SO and 2 kids were too cramped in the Subaru wagon you had before? "..it's so embarassing, I backed over the neighbors mailbox for a second time.." said one pathetic housewife, stay at home mom (with her kids in daycare all day) to another. For real. The same woman who can't see me when I'm on my motorcycle and decides to pull out blindly into the street because she's in the biggest thing this side of an aircraft carrier. Americans are fat. Not phat. fat. Our livestyles would be an embarrassment to anyone with the sense of discretion to look in a mirror once in a while. Driving around 6' off the ground in multi-ton vehicles that cost an entire 3rd world villages allowance of energy because we can is endemic of our self indulgent attitudes. I had the hope that at over $2 a gallon people would think twice about putting in over $50 at the pump to sit in traffic and pollute the air. I had hoped that hitting people in the wallet might jog their brain. The mistake there was presuming they had a brain to begin with... Wiff.
Apr/09
2005
I have a friend, who I'll call Gretchen to protect the guilty. Gretchen used to claim to love animals. Collected them to the point of near insanity. But she took care of them (and helped keep Agway in business, I'm sure) and they certainly had a better life than if they were dead. She's had mice, rats, hamsters, lots of chickens (of whom only a few pesky rosters causing a ruckass in the hen house wound up on anyones table), ducks, turkeys, rabbits, more cats than can be counted, packs of dogs, and birds of many shapes and sizes. Now all of a sudden, she "wishes the cats would all go way" and has stopped feeding them. Lucky for the cats, they are outside and hopefully have access to many mice. These are cats who she brought home or are decedents of cats she brought home. Who she feed and talked to. Who she claimed to loved too much to let me have kitten two years ago when I lost my beloved cat. The one cat "lucky enough" to have indoor status, is relegated to a 4 ft X 8 ft laundry room. Which evidently poor kitty doesn't keep tidy enough. All started with the birth of her son, who I will call Karl. Gretchen, her husband, whom I'll call Johnnie, and Karl came to visit one weekend. Gretchen was aware that I have three cats and my parents, who were staying with me, had a very loving smallish dog. Four animals in one house, no matter what size the house, makes for much excess fur and hair floating around unless you have a cleaning staff that rivals Martha Stewart's. Gretchen spent the better part of the weekend picking cat hair off little Karl, who was about 6 mo. at the time. Not walking yet, but certainly not a fragile little flower. Quite a little bruiser in fact. When Gretchen was not preening the little prince, who spent every waking moment being held by Gretchen or Johnnie, she was trying to shoos my cats away from Karl. My cats hadn't seen a baby before and were curious. My cats are not the come at you with all claws bared hissing sort, so safety was not a factor. Karl was perfectly safe with my cats. It was entirely Gretchen's perceived "ick factor". My cats were icky, they had icky hair that clinged to her little prince. How dare even a strand rest upon his precious body. She even caused my cat to fall in a potentially injurious way, during one of the shoo shes. Lucky for her, kitty was fine. The telling moment, when I knew I did not know Gretchen anymore, was when Gretchen, Johnnie and Karl had been gone on a road trip most of the day. My parents dog was ecstatic to see them come home. She greeted everyone with amble enthusiasm. Well, doggies have major ick factor too, you know. When my parents dog tried to give Karl a kiss, Gretchen kicked at the dog. Yes, kicked, and quite energetically I might add. Thank god she didn't connect because it would have been quite painful for the 30 lb. dog. This was not even a sloppy face kiss, it was aimed at the prince's arm and doggie never connected. Last I checked, babies, even princely ones, are washable with soap and warm water. Needless to say my parents were offended. I was appalled that she would attempt to inflict pain upon a animal that was offering nothing but love. Deep down this has put a strain on our relationship from my end. I do not think I know this woman anymore. How could I have known her for most of my life and not know her at all? I also hoped she'd snap out of it. Howver, the kid is now 2 yrs and we have the latest "wish the cats would go away" attitude. So the return of her brain is no where in sight. It also frightens me. If I ever have children will I turn into some strange creature that my friends will no longer recognize? Will I chuck all that I consider sane at this moment out the window and replace it with "must-protect-baby-at-all-costs" mindlessness?
Apr/08
2005

Names

Why on earth would parents name thier children such OBVIOUSLY bad names? I just got of the phone with a Harry Ballski, pronounced just like it looks. I had to check out to spell his name in the employee database because I swore I must have heard him wrong. Who would do that to thier child. I mean... Moon Unit Zappa is one thing. Hippy inspired names are silly, but ok. But I can't even IMAGINE the hell this man went through as a child. What are they thinking? That somehow he'll look back fondly on his parents and laugh? I'd consider parenticide, and if I did manage to get through it without killing them, I'd change my name the day I turned 18. A quick search of google finds lists of equally bad names. Mi Hardin. Tara Himen. Rod Holder. Jack Goff. Assuming they're real (and the website I just grabbed those off of had links to public records) what the hell? Who could hate thier child that much? What sadoistic parents looks at their little bundle of joy and says "I'm going to make you a joke to everyone you meet". Do people really hate thier children that much?
Apr/08
2005

Death of PC Games

In the past two weeks, I've heard about a dozen people telling me that PC games are dying. They love to point out how many more console games are made, and how much better the new consoles will be than anything that has ever existed before, and how much simpler life is with a controller. Then they point out in intricate detail how complicated and difficult PCs are to use. To these people I say this: Fuck off already. There are lots of reasons I don't think PC gaming is dying. I admit it's going through some slow growth right now, and I admit that consoles sell better. These are things that can be safely assumed, and can probably be proven if you're bored enough. However, this does not lead one to the conclusion that PC games are on their deathbed, or even walking toward it. People like support this claim with the fact that more games are made for them; thus it signifies a shift in gaming. But, despite massive growth in console games, there is only a minor downward shift in PC games. This signifies that most of the console gamers are new gamers, not converted gamers. As for the PC versus console debate, I've seen some really stupid discussions on that. I've heard people claim that PS2/XBOX preformed better than any available PC at the time of release. I've heard people claim that controllers offer better control than a mouse keyboard. And I've heard people say that PCs are better in every category. Beyond the fact those are opinions, they don't dramatically mean anything about the life and death of a type of gaming. The fact of the matter is that consoles have certain genre's they just do better. Mortal Combat style games never took off in the PC world. Sports games have a larger following in the console market as well. RTS and FPS games are largely a PC dominated market. Niches are carved out for a reason. Like I said, if you want to talk to someone about the death of PC games, tell someone else. I'll be over in the corner loading up Unreal.
Apr/08
2005

shiny, pretty and new

"WASHINGTON (AP) -- President Bush's standing with the public is slumping just three months into his final term, but Americans have an even lower regard for the job being done by Congress. Bush's job approval is at 44 percent, with 54 percent disapproving. Only 37 percent have a favorable opinion of the work being done by the Republican-controlled Congress, according to an AP-Ipsos poll." Amazing isn't it? 3 months after they put money down on that new government, the one that sold them on their "family values", the one that sold them on their "patriotism" Americans are overall disenchanted with the people they elected. Hold on - who is 'they'? It wasn't me. I voted for the other guy, you know the one with the education? The guy who actually got shot at in a war on foreign soil? That one. The one who actually understands the value of what he says and has the qualiy of character to admit when the wool had been pulled over his eyes. Yes it takes a big man to make big decisions. But it takes an even bigger on to admit he fucked up and pay the price. So what happened that Americans are so unhappy with their selection? Did the cheap, shiny plastic veneer wear off? Did they suddenly realize that the people they chose on the basis of glossy slogans and smarmy, patriarchial rhetoric NOT actually have their interests in mind? Instead the people they chose to elect are intent on wasting time pandering to the morally-uber? Qu'elle surprise. They judged a president and congress by it's cover. And now we're all getting stuck with the results.
Apr/08
2005

This should be obvious

If we're going to pray for anyone, it sure as hell shouldn't be the Pope. Why would whatever god there might be ever listen to Billy Joe Jack over the guy who is supposed to have a direct line to the almighty? If you ask me, the old man was praying for death and the invisible monster in the sky listened to him and not everyone else. I know this smacks of a bad stand-up routine, but please - if there ever was a fire and forget funeral for the faithful - it should be the Pope's. "Ole John Paul?" the priest might say, "Enh - he'll be ok where he's going. No worries there...." Unless he was a complete bastard. Which is just as likely as anything.
Apr/07
2005

mit.edu

I have a mug. It's black. It says on it "mit.edu". I don't like the mug very much. Today I filled it with dirt and put a plant in it. I think this is good.
Apr/07
2005

Internet Filters

Anyone else have internet filters at work? Most people do. Nice little programs that prevent people from downloading warez or porn at work. Totally understandable and acceptable filters. Yeah, we have those. Company of twenty thousand people, that sort of thing is totally understandable, because there will always be that guy that trys to do bad stuff at work. However, someone nutjob last week decided that standard filters were not enough. We had to have MORE MORE MORE!!!!! So they turned on filters that block a lot of your daily readings. E-comics, blogs (but not this one!!!), forums, joke sites. The things that everyone hops onto for a few minutes everyday after lunch or whatever. And I was not happy. My twelve hour day consists of 2 hours of work spaced out over the entire day. That mean's I've got 10 hours to fill. My boss knows, and understands. Even encourages us to seek out diversions to keep us doing something instead of falling asleep being bored. But, that was not enough either. Still more must be filtered. More must be blocked! They must stop people from using the internet for nonwork purposes!!! So, more sites have been added. And this.. this is where my problem comes in. They've gone to far. Now they're not only blocking stuff like ebaumsworld, they're blocking half the freaking internet. Zdnet.com... gone. MSNBC... blocked. Tom's hardware.. zapped. Amazon.com... off. Redhat.. closed source now. The list goes on. And on. I don't get it. I understand the simple stuff. You don't want people going places they shouldn't be. But damn it, I work for a computer company. We specialize in computer services. Occasionally, zdnet or toms has useful information about a part or technology. Sometimes amazon has a tech book that we want to add to our library. And half of our devices run on one form of linux or another. I can make legitimate business cases for these things. So, I talked to my manager, and together we call up and ask 'WTF?' The reply? "That sort of thing will be settled on a case to case single use basis." Isn't that some happy horseshit? I mean, damn people. Loosen the hell up. There can't be that many people chunking off hours on some of these sites. So now, if I want the new O'Reilly book, I gotta call up and get them to allow me a 1 hour access to amazon. If I have a problem with a redhat device, I have to rely on other sites of information, or call them and go through the paperwork each and every time. This ranks up there with the single most asinine managerial decision it's been my displeasure to be a part of.
Apr/07
2005
Barreling full on overwrought mass of metal and disregard. Rubber wet with the excitement of V-12 pummeling pistons and diesel enraged suburban castration. A foot or two more and your front would have become my side. Disbelief rearing yet again - for another moment of idiocy sends a blur of blue and sound of horn flying past the loyal commuters, whose only choice is to watch and pray. Your redneck rig spatters mist high in the wake of a traffic light gone bad. A third time I am denied. Through small city streets rolls this delivery mans paycheck - tilting wildly to the left and then righting itself, with more than just a jerk - even with the one behind the wheel. To make the turn - to cut the light - to stay on time you risk my life. Your product of the masses is not even my choice. From green to amber to red, with no concept of the oncoming, the trailer is swung wide into opposing lanes. And never a friendly "How's my driving?" narc number to be had.
Apr/06
2005
Ok, lets get it going on. Abortion is a topic that has little or no gray areas. Either you are for letting a woman choose what she wants to do with her body, or you're for imposing a restriction on her rights over herself. It's pretty clear already from that last statement where I stand, but if you're still confused I will provide one sentance that will summarize my opinion: If you are NOT a woman that can get pregnant, then you have NO valid point of view. In otherwords, to all the men, the old ladies and pre-pubescent children (who have had their minds crammed with opinions of other people) stfu. America was supposed to be a place to live and let live. Where the rule was 'if I keep my nose out of the business of my neighbor, he will reciprocate'. So long as what your neighbor, peer, coworker, random person on the street, is doing - so long as it does NOT affect you... then you have no reason to offer an unwanted opinion. Of course we all know how far this seperation has gone today. Today the line between church and state is virtually non-existent. A president, elected on the premise that 'he's stupid like you are' and put into power because money CAN buy you a government has determined that his ethical values should be the country's ethical values. This isn't America the melting pot, the valuation of all the cultures and ideas that compose a nation of immigrants (excepting the Native Americans). This is America, Love it or Leave it. This is America, we need to know what your bra size is because you might be a terrorist. This is America, if you're NOT white and NOT male and NOT rich then really you shouldn't be represented because for fuck sake, our forefathers were screwed up when they decared all men (and eventually women) equal. Instead I'm treated to a constant barrage of rhetoric. On whom to vote for, on whom not to vote for and most people, MOST PEOPLE, don't read, don't think and can be bought by dollars poured into a media-engine that will tailor an image of a candidate who is paid by moneyed interests and turned into a prince-charming by his image-doctors. How's that for a run on sentance eh? Abortion is not a privilidge. Viagra is a fucking privilidge. The basic need to control what your body is doing is fundamental to the health, being and welfare of every person - and yes you mysogenistic, mono-brow, neandrathals, women are people. This denial of humanity for women is part and parcel of the anti-abortion crowd. Show me a liberal man who supports a women's right to education and independant financial success that is pro-life. Show me the ultra-religous, 'keep women in their place' man who is pro-choice. If you understand the value of woman as an equal then you cannot deny her the right to determine her future. And lets get another thing straight. A collection of cells with the potential of becoming a human is NOT a human. Yet. Potential is less than existance. A fetus cannot live without the mother, thus you'd have to be dead not to accept the fact that the life of the existing person, the one on whom all the burden will fall, is more important. Women still die from childbirth complications. Pregnancy is 9 months, is a mental, physical and emotional drain, has premanent physiological impact. Pregnancy is not fire and forget. Asking a woman just to 'have the child' anyway is something only someone who has never had a baby can consider a realistic option. If all these frothing, hate-spewing anti-abortion people focused, just for one day, on a child that already exists. On feeding, clothing, teaching, sheltering, adopting, one child that has already been born - their viewpoint might gain some credibility. But these fuckers can't practice what they preach because it would be far harder, far more difficult, and far less hateful. And in our society? Today? Hate sells. Fear sells. And sticking your nose in other people's business? It's far more interesting than minding your own.
Apr/06
2005

OMFGTHISSUCKS

Christ - I just typed in a dissertation and it got fucking deleted because of a "greater than" sign within the text. Hoo-fucking-rah, 30 minutes of my life wasted.
Apr/06
2005

Google Wins

Online maps have sucked for a long time. MapQuest was never fast enough for me to use and Yahoo Maps tried. They really did. But they still got it wrong occasionally. It's unfortunate, because Google just won. They won everything. They dominated the search engine wars, bought out DejaNews so now they pwnz0r Usenet, introduced Gmail - which put a serious crimp in the style of Yahoo and MSN (Ah for the days when Hotmail was run out of some guys garage...) mail services and keep creeping up closer and closer to being the source for finding information on any damn thing. Now, here comes Google Maps. Unlike most people, I like to know where I'm going. So check dis shit out - Google Maps incorporates a satellite image option for their maps. Forget landmarks and hotels nearby, now I know what the fuck the area looks like that I'll be driving in! Google bought the subscription based site Keyhole (heh... "Keyhole"...) and incorporated their technology into their family of services. Keyhole.com is still up and going for a $30/mo desktop app subscription (which includes the ability to tilt the map to see terrain features), but you can get most of the the functionality free from http://maps.google.com/ Google wins. Good-bye Yahoo.
Apr/06
2005

Tangled in the semantic web

Actually, just spun around in circles from my semantics homework. The mission, should you choose to accept it, Take Lazy PCF, extend it w/ a mutable store, define an operation and denotation semantics. Now prove the two semantics coincide using logical relations. Go!

This is due tomorrow, but I somehow doubt that I'll be able to stay awake long enough to finish it. Bleh.

Hey u235, How about putting this comp. on daylight savings time?

Apr/04
2005

So wtf.

So someone sez to me, they sez - "You know those bloggers, they're arrogant fuks", this was as I was about to ask them if they wanted to contribute. Blogging, well the word sounds disgusting allright. You know that thing they do in Eng101 (presuming you're an educated ass and went to college and stayed awake) where they talk about how the sound of a word might provide insight to the meanting. Then they take some made-up crap and say 'See? words with sharp sounds might refer to pointy objects and words with smooth vowels make you think of soft, round objects' or whatever bogus bullshit they tried to fill an 18-year olds head with. Blogging to me sounds like an alt for pooping. Drop a blog. Sounds right doesn't it? Well rah rah for me, I can now be accepted by the great-blogging masses, add it to my resume, yes I suddenly feel fullfilled! Bigger Boobs for All! So there's some great herd of heretofore unknown society I should feel accepted by? Hate is hate. Rants are rants. And if the point is that I can create my own sandbox to piss into, then hell, sign me up. oh wait... I already am.
Apr/04
2005

Welcome to World of Suck

Screw you.