Despite an earlier statement

Kill Bill was not a pile of crap as claimed previously! This post goes out to one of my homies who made me watch volume 2 and to my surprise the movie redeemed itself and wasn't a complete waste of time, however I'm still shook up from the violence in the first volume, why did he have to make it so stressful? In other news, I still punch people, more later...

There goes all your comments...

And that's how we operate around here, with an iron fist!

Well, here's the deal, back in a day when blogspot was lame and didn't even have it's own commenting system I installed my own commenting application that worked very well under unix environment but choked under windows because for some reason the $HTTP_REFERER variable is missing in the windows version of PHP, naturally I'm too lazy to hack it for more than 7 minutes so I said the heck with it and instead decided to just use the new commenting feature on blogspot (and hence the new fancy green look) and that means your words of wisdom are forever gone, I still have a backup of them but you can't look at them and marvel in your own glory, as Nelson (the older bully kid) in Simpsons says "Hah Hah"!

Mystery Solved

So what was the cause of the mystery stink by my desk? two words, STINK PARTICLES!! Here's the deal, I have a 10 year old nephew who visits me once or twice a week. Upon his arrival he always sits on my chair and launches one of my downloaded Futurama episodes while I kick back on the bed and watch it with him. Last time we were watching an episode I noticed homeboy had his feet up on my desk, and being an active kid his feet stinks much like mine did when I was 10, so it turns out that the mystery smell was caused by the residue stink particles of his feet left on the surface of my desk. How about that, eh?
Thank you!

PS: blogspot ate my post, bastard!

What stinks?

something has been smelling real foul and sour by my desk for the past 2 weeks. It smells like dirty socks and I can't figure out what it is because only a random whiff or two hits me every now and then and leaves me searching. At first I thought maybe it's me, I'd smell inside my shirt, socks, armpits, but nada...

You see, couple of years ago I had the same problem and it turned out to be the leather band of a wrist-watch I wore hiking everyday, it was rotting with the help of my sweat and I could only smel it when I had my left hand suporting my chin when I read articles and junk but I'm not wearing a watch anymore...

I remember last time I had the delima for a few weeks too trying to pin-point the darn smell, this time I've smelled everything, the mouse pad, the keyboard wrist pad, even the canvas on the directors chair I sit on, but no luck so far...

Wish me luck and I will inform the inquiring minds when this mystery is solved, thank you!

Happy Birthday

This one goes out to the one I love...
This one goes out to the one I left behind...
don't know the rest and not in the mood to google it!

Retarted Bots

Ever since I wrote that piece dissing the fundumentalist moslems the stupid ad on top of this page is for "Islamic Books & Music", i guess they're right when they says there's no bad publicity, stupid search-phrase-bots! And while I'm at it, stupid Flanders!

Screw this

And all other not-money-maken activities for the time being, time to focus on da $ for a while, peace...

TRAGDOR THE BURNINATOR

Man, this guy rulez!

http://www.homestarrunner.com/sbemail58.html

You know you're not a spring chicken anymore

When going to a bookstore for reading is your idea of a good time, but then again, who wants to be a spring chicken of all things? Fortunately I live within walking distance of a large bookstore with nice comfy leather chairs and soul-crushing florescent lighting, but hey, no complaints about my free readings man, god bless them.

Fangoriously Gelatinous

See for yourselves...

http://www.homestarrunner.com/sbemail84.html

Kill Bill

Saw the first Kill Bill, it was nicely done but too violent for my taste, kind of a reminder for why I don't watch movies much, I feel jipped if I don't like them, I don't like gambling either cuz I feel jipped when I lose, same with most video games, I feel jipped when I die, the jipping must stop.

Fun-da-Mental-ism

Fundamentalism is like this, it's fun for da mental people, but a pain in the ass for others. Today I was talking to a friend of mine about the islamic fundamentalists whom rule my country with an iron fist, it's needless to say that I don't like them, but what I truly hate is the wuss-ass moslem fundamentalists who live in the western society, if the islamic system's so good then why are you living in the west and not Algeria? This is what makes me laugh that the staunchiest of all communists and moslems always live in the west where it's so easy to enjoy all the fruits of a free market economy and booz and sex drugs rock n roll life, but at the same time constantly blaber about the greatness of Lenin and Quranic rule. That same staunch communist would not last 6 months living in China or Cuba and the same pussy moslem wont last 6 weeks in Iran or Saudi Arabia either when they have their basic right of voicing their opinions rubbed away from them.

It's been cool in US to become a moslem just as a way of rebillion against the wasp government, as in nation of islam fight the power yo, so there are a buncha moslem rappers who do islamic propaganda rap and with as much respect as I have for the skill level of some these people I can't help myself but to laugh at them when I hear pro-islamic bullshit from Wu Tang Clan members, KRS-1, Rakim, Freeway, etc. because all of them would not even get passed the censorship beurau at any given islamic country and most likely jailed for being "propagtors of vice" and corrupting young islamic virgin ears with their profane lyrics.

Here's a fun example, in the recent album by RZA of Wu Tang Clan (also the producer behind the soundtrack for Kill Bill), he has one song where he talk about "islamic bombs dropping" while just the song before he's saying "all I wanna do is drink smoke and fuck" which are 3 things that can potentially bring about the death penalty for RZA's hypocratic ass if he was living in, hmmm, Saudi Arabia, the homeland of Islam, or current Iran, my own clergy ruled land. Mind you, RZA's album is great thou, great production quality, one of my personal favorites as far as hiphop goes, but what can you tell the guy? nice job too bad you're mistaken?

Here's another example, I know this one person who's done every drug on the planet, has drank more booz than Sam Adams, screwed more skanky women than the GI's in philipines, done every unislamic sin in the book but he still praises the Iranian government just cuz he hates the western hegemony and the consumer lifestyle it promotes, what the heck? just cuz you hate one system that doesn't mean you should love the absolute oppisite considering you'd be the first one to have your ass hung for your way of lifestyle in the system you're praising. What a pile! Anyhoot, so that's the beef I got with da Mentals!

Anger Management

Sometimes when I hear/read/learn about some of the political issues in my country I truly want to choke some people with my bare hands, most likely to kill cuz at that time I don't have any respect or value for preserving a human life or forgiveness, which is exactly how the circle of intolerance and violence continues, so it's been such a challange to contain my feelings of revenge. Must start reading the Art of War, I need to learn better fighting techniques.

Special

Today is a special day, it has nothing to with Hitler and them two crazy Colombine kids, it's special in a special way, kinda like you are my dear reader, can you say special? yes? so happy special day to you!

Anywhere between 29 to 45 wives

If you consult with my penis regarding that issue, it'll say right on at first, but most likely would change his mind after the 19th one. If you consult with the heart, it'll shiver at the prospects of having to maintain that number of bonds, and if you ask the mind it'll flip out at the required expense, management skills and headaches of such idea, but someone was living da life like Hugh Hefner way before him, in fact even more hard core than hef when he married a 9 year old at the ripe age of 58, way before Viagra was invented, and interestingly enough, over 1 Billion people call that man a prophet and literally worship the grounds he walked on, mental retardation seems to be a widespread epidemic, what can I do?

Kiss my ass ASP

ASP makes me wanna direct my own rendition of Kill Bill. Let it be known that sites built on Microsoft's ASP are slower and break a lot easier than sites built by PHP particularly disscussion forum sites.

Knob tweaking

With the departure of my producer friend for a world trip I've been left with an aching hand clicking away endlessly at knobs and setting to draw the perfect bass line, find the perfect sound, just the right amount of reverb, the proper volume and all the other 172,000 settings available to me FL Studio. It's becoming a sort of addiction, a self imposed torture, hopefully it'll all is worth the effort...

Eye

Eye - don't watch movies
Eye - hate working for da man
Eye - don't have respect for the authority
Eye - don't have respect, period
Eye - don't practice what I preach
Eye - find life as we know it to be full of crap
Yet eye - am fairly content and happy
Eye - talk a lot of shit, yet hate it
Eye - needs to shut the pie hole

From the Desk of the Disgruntled Web Professional

I hate Java, I really do, well, I should clarify that the concept is great but the implentation of it sucks. Here's the deal, back in a day when they first made java there was this huge hoopla about the programming language of the future and how it's gonna get embeded into anything from ur toster to ur nike shoes and it's platform independent and this and that until we saw it in action, slow and clunky! Later it got even crappier when Sun and MS got into the "proper java VM" battle with Sun revoking MS's license for breach of contract so MS stopped shipping its java VM altogether with their XP, so then if you the consumer wanted to say play a game on yahoo you couldn't, unless you installed the Sun VM, which of course is a huge pile of crap and the main reason behind this post. If you happen to visit a god-forsaken page that has some retarded java applet on it (in my case tonight it was a freakin java clock on a page, like I don't have a clock anywhere in my home) and all of a sudden the computer crawls for 30 seconds while the java VM loads. What's even funnier to me is that some companies back then (like Corel for instance) were planing to port all of their products to java so it could be "platform independent" and i wonder if they're still pretty thrilled about it. In conclusion I'd like to wish for both MS and Sun to go to hell.

Da Cock Sauce

Despite risking being labeled a blatant homosexual, I have to admit that I love "Da Cock Sauce"! Back in 1992 (wow, i'm ancient) I had an asian girlfriend who loved "Da Cock Sauce" and she used to eat it with everything, I mean everything, in fact she used to carry a small bottle in her purse and frankly, one time I took her to have Persian food and she had it with zereshk-polo, it was just too much. Who knew 12 years later I find a place in my heart for "Da Cock Sauce", I don't carry it cuz I don't have a purse, but I admit that I dig it.