This is to remind me about the fur vids. |4:12 AM|
I found the goddamn vidcaps of the goddamn furry riot video, plus the pictures, plus some of the shit people made in response. This is from the furcon texas tussle some friends of mine and I started. All a big misunderstanding, really.
Granted, I should have just run those fucks over, as I found out I was allowed to do (but only the next day). At the time I thought I would have been looking at assault charges.
In any case I've got these (Crap quality) videos that are all shot from the hip, so be sure to grab your anti nausea meds. I'm picking through them (They were recovered from a dead hard drive so they're a bit screwed up, as well as mixed in with what appear to be Oblivion saved games). I'll upload them shortly. In the meantime, here's this:
Going to Vegas |3:10 PM|
Update: Alright, I'm no longer diseased, now I'm waiting for all the photos to be collected. I'm going to type this thing up today, for anyone who is reading that is interested. Meanwhile, to keep you interested here are some videos. You'll need the Divx codec to watch them, and they're somewhat rough. I learned some more about video compression so I'm getting better at the whole "Rip and Compress" thing, but these were before that.
Hair, handholding, swords that aren't too phallic. |11:53 AM|
My hair, which was too long 3 weeks ago, ridiculously long a week ago, and job-damaging bad 2 days ago has finally reached a new level. Fashionable rebellion. Instead of looking like I have been neglecting a haircut due to laziness or lack of motivation, my hair has the unkempt-by-choice. How do I know that I have reached this point? The people in the hallway no longer look at me like a bum that sneaked in the door. Women my age with whom I make eye contact no longer look away with a frown, instead they give that half smile of "Oh, I'm not allowed to talk to you....you rebel.
Too bad I'm just being a slob.
Correction: I will be probably writing about the whole handholding thing on the next entry.
For those of you looking for a Gladius, here is one from a respectable sword maker. The gladius is not overtly phallic, is not a hundred goddamn feet long, and still crushes your enemies, drives them before you, and helps you hear the lamentation of their women.
|1:48 PM|
I wonder how you can get important news out nowadays. Shouting, perhaps?
I'm purchasing a Celica. I intend to put big scary teeth on it. Cream Punk, Meme Punk, Dream Punk, How not to get it. (Helsing reviews) Linux machine Parallax Zombie Mod Why blogs and what have you won't replace current news websites in any shape or form.
Some more side notes |9:20 AM|
My idea to set up a service specifically for finding an enemy or possibly an arch nemesis is gaining popularity. I may just contact the okcupid people and ask if I can have all their source code. While I'm at it, I'll ask for the fillings in their teeth, and the women on the front page as my own private dish washers.
Maybe the first "matches" made will be the okcupid guys/gals hating my guts.
There'd have to be some obvious changes to the matching system, since you couldn't just reverse the way people are scored. A good nemesis or arch foe would be an equal in some fashion, someone difficult for you to utterly destroy, otherwise you wouldn't grow as a person. Oh, and it wouldn't be as satisfying.
Anyone can steal a basketball from a couple of grade school kids, dump it in liquid nitrogren and then smash it with a hammer in front of them. It takes real effort to find someone whose whole family needs to be shattered. Without challenges, you just stagnate.
Oh, the possesive form of who is whose, not who's.
UPDATE: I don't know if this pre or post-dates OKcupid's implementing the "Enemy" percentage, a rough estimate of how much you disagree with someone. But if it pre-dates them wow. This update was made 1-26-07
|3:21 PM|
The lake house Mental Capitalism Meddling in online affairs putting up a new gallery page with the videos -Of which, there should be a link to a summary of the "Furry Incident"