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I miss television.

I moved my computer to the basement which is currently TV-less. Tonight, I might get around to splicing the cable, running it to my office, and hooking up the VCR so I can channel surf (since the TV only gets up to channel 13 on the knob). OR.... do I want to hook up the DVD player to watch DVD's? Because I have a lot of DVD"s... like eight kun-fu flicks, some bad black-and white horror, the entire series of Profit, plus the Robert DeNiro special edition set.

But I also like Simpsons, Futurama and Southpark. GYAHH! Decisions! Pity me!

Picture of the Post. Warning, it might take you a second, and it's kind of creepy.

Welcome to Bitch Club.

If this is your first post at Bitch Club... you have to bitch.

So I've noticed something amusing over at my forums... probably half of the new threads started are all about "I'm going to do THIS, and it'll be cool because I'm special!" Half of the posts IN these sub-threads are usually "Dude, you're a retard, that's stupid, stop being an idiot, that's dumb," and a further third are along the lines of "dud your'e stupid and stuff you shouldnt do that you're an idiot lol rofl zomg!!11one11!!". God, that hurts to write.

This particular forum is about half idiots who get to be bitchy purely because they can't in real life. I'm all for the acting out of aggressions and stuff, but doing it online is a weak-assed way to do it. Anonymity is turning people into.. well, bitches. People are all doing everything they can to be NOTICED online, to have people TALK about them, to be respected, and 'special'. Then they spend the rest of their time trying to smack-talk other people, and try to somehow STEAL respect from one guy and redirect it to themselves, and the result is an ummature shouting match where no-one is willing to back down or be accountable for their words.

I think we need a new super-domain... instead of WWW, maybe start quietly distributing MMM to all of the smart people, and we'll form our own internet to get away from you people. Maybe you have to pass a basic literacy test to be allowed to use this Morld Mide Met, as I have dubbed it. I think you should have to pass basic literacy tests in grade school, but the Internet has showed me that this is simply not the case. There are people out there right now, renting you movies and bagging your groceries and defending you in court who are unable to properly use a single apostrophe in a sentence, or capitalize proper nouns, or even put letters into the proper order in words.

It's somewhat depressing.

With each post, I am now giving away a FREE PICTURE!! The picture below is 715kb, so give it a second to load. It's worth it.

EDIT: It won't let me post this awesome animated gif anywhere properly :( So instead, I bring you the following:

Avant Guard Is BACK, Baby!

That's right, the best game I've ever been in is back in business! Joe, the mastermind behind it, finally got into a place with a computer and stuff again, after some unpleasantness involving his widdle boy. The kid is doing better now (so I understand) and Joe (who is older than I thought, which somehow makes his gaming skills that much cooler) is back and ready for business! Yay!

In work news, we more or less got Nelson finally fleshed out with the structural engineer (although some things were discussed as having happened that I was COMPLETELY unaware of, as usual). I'm back to working on Squamish, and then... who knows! Good thing no-one reads me, I wonder if this is classified information.

Anyways, picture of the day:

Vengeance On The Dysfunctional Technocracy!

So our hot water tank broke. I don't mean it stopped working, I mean it broke suck that 40 gallons of rusty water (basically red paint) oozed out into our basement. Luckily, the floor drain WASN"T installed by retards, and it captured most of the water, but not before first directing it past the EXTENTION CORD which operates our gas furnace. No, no... don't ask, don't visualize. Just go with me here.

So I bought a new one, forwent the professional installation and good warranty, and paid my wife's dad a 40 of Silent to install it for us, thus saving me about four hundred bucks. He used to be an electrician, and he just built a massive house, mechanical systems and all, so I trust him actually slightly more than the professional installers. So far, it works, and our next bill should have a nice, substantial reduction.

Soon, we'll be replacing our wonderfully retarded furnace with a delightfully efficient dealie, which should cut our gas bills by nearly $3500 per year, OR, 1.4 times the price of our car, every year. Hooray, home ownership!

Picture of the day:

Fear My Son!

Roar!

I Got Home Office, I Got Home Office...

It's dark... it smells like paint (although I painted over a week ago)... there's barely enough room for my weight set, so one end of the bar is TECHNICALLY in the closet... but it's MINE!!! AAHAHAHAH!!! 94 square feet of MINE!!! AAAHAHAHAHAH!!!

Also, this is where Sebby will be playing most of his Carmageddon from now on, since we still only have my machine, and Throkky's machine. Ok, it's MOSTLY MINE!!! TWO THIRDS, AT THE VERY LEAST!!! AAAHAHAHA!!!!

Also, for anyone who knows their RPG's.... this is freakin hilarious.

It's A Whole New Freakin Year!

Resolutions I plan to break this year:

1.) Stop drinking Coke. I had two Cokes at the farm, so I guess I broke this resolution, but I may amend it to include the qualifier "unless I'm at the farm".

2.) Excercise before and after work, which I didn't do today, but to be fair, I still have to move my weights into the office, and move my computer down there so I'll have music.

3.) Blog more often. Yeah, right.

4.) Review more stuff. I can do that.

5.) Finish "Soul Lenders". Yeah. Right. It could happen.

So, I start the year at a svelte 341 lbs, wearing wrist braces, with a bad knee and ankle on my right side, and shirts that rapidly stop fitting. Maybe my body is telling me something other than "feed me"...

Ok, Ok, You Got Me...

... for a long time there, I stopped caring about my blog. I stopped caring about a lot of things, but the blog was the only one that people noticed. Thank you, interweb! :)

Well, I survived Christmas. Sebby was, inexplicably, the worst hellchild this year, throwing tantrum after screaming tantrum anytime ANYTHING went wrong. His train stops working? SCREAM! He doesn't get any cheese? SCREAM! We ask him to stop screaming? SCREAM!! It was pretty epic. Even so, he cleaned up in the toy department.

I bought myself a cool present... a solid oak Washburn copy 4-string bass, Bostom amp, and Danelectro bass overdrive pedal. Woot! I bought Throkky a TV, and 4 tickets to the Arrogant Worms in February, which works well, since it's three days before our quasi-anniversary. Best... present... evar! Well, I hope :)

I also got the entire Profit series on DVD. All eight crazy, insane, evil episodes with Jim Profit, the devil in a sharp Armani suit. It's gloriously awesome, and it's easy to see why they recieved a record number of complaints. FOX loved it, critics loved it, other shows loved it... and Middle America hated it, so it got pulled. The only place in the WORLD every episode got shown was France, where it was the smash hit of the year, 1996.

Anyways, going to be reviewing it when I am all done, but for now, on to review all the movies I saw!

THREE Month Anniversary

*sniff* It seems like just yesterday I swore to post here every day, ya know?

My One Month Anniversary!

Holy crap, it's been a MONTH since I last posted here? Good lord, it seems like just yesterday when the grip of random depression was squeezing my neck and trying to get my eyes to pop out of my head. I'm much better now, thank you, Doctor Steve.

So, whats in the news today? Hmm dee dummm, humm la daa.... crap, I got nothing. I'm sitting here at work, I just got back from depositing my midmonth check because people here don't believe in Direct Deposit, and I am hungry. I've had my daily coffee quotient, so I guess it's water and beefaroni until it's time to go home, where I think I have to make another gigantic batch of chili tonight. I hate cleaning out the fridge, but my last batch of chili has been trying to escape for nearly a week, and I think it's time to emancipate it.

Not much else to talk about here, really. My stories have still been evolving in my noggin, but so far I still haven't put any of them to pen and paper, quill and parchment, keyboard and electrons. Amusingly, the only people who keep asking me if I have written a new story yet are the people who never read the ones I wrote before. Go figure. I posted several of my half-done stories, or the first few chapters of my longer novels, on several forums, and not ONE recieved so much as a "cool" comment underneath. I guess people don't care about free literature.