Rant and Rabble

Let's just get that rant up and out of the way...

Me, being my amazingly (dis)organized self, just spent the morning looking for something. Heck, I even cleaned my room while searching. The item that I was so desperately searching for was a pen tablet for my Mac. I eventually found it in a box. The tablet, that is. Not the electronic pen used with it. No idea where that sucker is, which brings me to my rant ...

I think putting GPS tracking devices in items should be mandatory. Instead of individuals paying a fortune on a single GPS device, the government should give every U.S. citizen twenty or so to install in their most prone-to-be-lost items. If I had a GPS unit in that pen, I wouldn't be looking for it. In fact, I'd probably have finished the amazing piece of artwork I was going to use it to make, but instead I spend my time searching the deepest darkest depths of my room for about six inches of plastic and wiring. Left your cell phone on silent? NO PROBLEM! Just activate your tracker pad and you'll know where to find your communication device. Lost keys? Hit the "FIND" key and WAH-BAM!, keys found! Seriously, Obama. Instead of wasting money and time on pathetic attempts at making America less sucky, start issuing tracking devices to he American people. Hopefully people will only use them on their own objects, and not other people's or other people.

That out of the way, I forgot what I was gonna say. Oh, right. So, the site skin is too dark and stuff so I'm gonna change that ... eventually, maybe. As much as I like fire (it's very exciting!), it leaves everything too dark. So yeah. If anyone knows CSS code *cough*shawn*cough*, I would like help making a new design, as my knowledge of CSS is limited to one highschool class that I goofed off during. :p

Here is a picture of a World of Warcraft wiener mobile I made a while back in Photoshop:

Teknologee r t3h suxorz :(

I am typing this from my Macbook while sitting on the floor a mere foot from the TV, but I am not watching the TV. No, the only reason I am sitting on this floor in front of that Godforsaken piece of technology is because my wireless is being janky and the xBox 360's ethernet cord is tangled up with all the other wire stuffs. Because of the tangle, I cannot remove the cord from the entertainment center, (the pieces of wood that the TV and all our TV related stuffs sit) so here I sit, rather uncomfortably, while my mom watches a movie.

I have been trying to fix my wireless connection for the past two hours, all to no avail. It's odd; it worked fine over Christmas break, and even for the first week or two of the summer. Then it randomly just went "KABOOM" or "BLAM" or some other explosiony sounding noise (BJSKEWSHOOSHKBSHOOM). Being my lazy self, I just sort of ignored this fact and continued using my computer for nothing but Spore (one of maybe five games that works on the Mac) and being an expensive paperweight - what a Mac should be used for, right? No...but that's a subject for a different time. Right now I feel the urge to rant.

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I. HATE. TECHNOLOGY.

Yeah, I said it. I hate technology. It never works for me. It's always been "Why magic toaster no work? I plug in, but no toast!" Yet I love it! I love it so!

Unfortunately, nowadays computers and such are so advanced that in order to solve a problem, one must got through sometimes countless steps, and for the un-tech savvy, this may take hours, even days ... months ... years ... *shudders*

What ever happened to the good old days where if a computer wasn't working, all one had to do was one simple step. No manuals, no google forums, just one, simple step: A swift kick/fist pound. You may be laughing to yourself right now thinking "Pssh. Silly doofus, that never actually worked." Well, guess what Mr./Mrs. cynic: Just because Myth Busters hasn't had a segment on it doesn't mean it didn't. I constantly kicked the old family computer (from the 90's ... *shudders*) and it always would unfreeze or whatever.

Well, I just had to shift my computer again because my mom's dvd remote's signal wasn't reaching the player. She wanted to fastforward through a part, and when she finally got it to, it wouldn't stop when she wanted it to. This seems to happen a lot.

In short: Technology is retarted yet genius, sour but sweet, lame yet awesome, gangster yet governmental, and what ever other analogies you can think of.

Of Biking and Street Sides

Today I went for a bike ride that lasted a little over an hour. Pretty good for having broken my femur only a little over two months ago, eh? Don't ask me how far I went because I really don't know. Not that I couldn't find out, it'd actually be really easy. I'm just incredibly lazy when it comes to thinks that really don't matter.

So, I was riding my bike, looking all gangster like usual (I was wearing grey-camo cargo shorts, a black sleeveless tee with skulls on it, my Vans, and a sweatband with a red and white skull on it on my left wrist), I decided to take my normal route, doing a loop at a park, and doing a lap at another park. On the way to the second park, I had to take a left, go down a hill, and then take a left to get onto another street that enters the park. Also coming down the hill were a pair of, if the one was who I thought he was, recent highschool graduates (graduating highschool is no amazing feat, but that's a rant for another time.) They were riding on the left side of the street. I took my right, and stayed on the right. I looked behind me, seeing no oncoming cars from either direction, and took my left turn onto the street.

One of the guys yells at me "Maybe if you'd ride on the right side of the street you wouldn't have to look behind you!" This bothered me, not because he was calling me out on something, but because of his own ignorance. First off, riding on the right hand side is where one is supposed to ride. Next time you happen to see a "pro" cyclist (one of the guys wearing spandex and a sleek helmet. Think of Lance Armstrong.) on the street, pay attention to what side he's on. If he's going the same direction as you, unless he's got a death wish, he'll be on the right.

Then I got to thinking about what the kids were wearing (I can call them kids because I'm older. :P) One was wearing a polo. A POLO. Now, that may seem like I'm just making fun of his fashion sense. Those of you who know me know that the chances of catching me wearing a polo are slim to none. But this wasn't just a normal polo. It was an ugly yellow polo. Sort of like the yellow of mustard.

Now, this still may not seem like much, but you don't know how hot it was. It was ninety-degrees. NINETY-FRIGGIN'-DEGREES. Maybe this guy is a trooper, but somehow I doubt that, seeing his weight. Yes, he was on the larger size. From what I've observed, fat people tend to sweat more than us skinny folk. Not that there's anything wrong with that, especially if you enjoy being grimy and carrying around a repulsive odor. But I digress, I would rather have him wear a polo than no shirt at all.

Back to the 'which side to ride on' comment, it also saddened me that, in order to boost his self-esteem, the kid felt the need to yell a "ur doin it rong" statement at a random stranger. The most depressing part about it is that he was the one doing it wrong. But whatever. I'll let him bask in his glory of stupidity. He's probably forgotten all about the incident by now, which is only logical; it wasn't a big deal. He was, after all, the one who knew what he was doing.

Random fish on a bike ---->

A Questionable Fad

I figured I'd start with this one, seeing as it is what propelled me into starting one of these hellish blogs.

Today's youth are ruled by fads. Some of these fads last for a while, and some die very quickly.Some fads are actually decent, while other fads are just plain stupid, the latter of which brings me to the topic of this essay/rant/whateverthehellyouwanttocallit.

The sticker on the hat.

That's right. Today's youth are obsessed with keeping the big, shiny, gold sticker on the top of the flat brim of their hat. But why? Is it considered "cool" to keep the tags on all of one's clothing? No. So why is it so "gangster" to keep the sticker on a hat? For one, if you wear that hat like most youth do (at an angle with the brim tilted upwards), unless your a midget, most people aren't going to see your shiny gold treasure upon the brim of your hat.

Is it kept on to show authenticity? Or maybe to show off how much disposable income one has (or just how much of a consumer whore he/she is.) Is it a size thing? Larger heads do not mean larger brains. Many dinosaurs had colossal skulls, and look where that got them (before you say something like "Well the giant meteor hit that's why!," I could also point out elephants. They have huge heads, but seeing as they're not the dominant species on the planet, I think my point is proven.) Maybe it's just kept on because it's shiny. I mean, all throughout history shiny things have been coveted, and with the modern hip-hop culture, well...

I have never done this, but apparently when one pulls the sticker off another one's hat, the "victim" becomes very upset, and if the sticker doesn't stick back on, they will go drop more cash for a new one (hat, that is. At least that's what they'll tell you.)

My take on this fad is that it's stupid. Almost as stupid as sagging (not necessarily showing the boxers in general, but the kind of sagging in which the sagee's ass is hanging out and they waddle while walking and occasionally have to hold their pants up.) A hat is a hat, people. Nobody needs to know, let alone cares how much your hat cost. As long as it is aesthetically pleasing, most folks won't care. A shiny (not to mention tacky) gold sticker that draws the eye away from the design of the hat is rather bothersome( although, in most cases the design either is a team logo, or just looks retarded). In the end, all it does it make people mention the fact you have a sticker on your hat.

Now, I am in no way attempting to offend anyone. Trust me, if I was trying to do that, you'd know. What I am trying to do is probe people's minds and see if I can get a reasonable answer as to why people keep the sticker on their hat. I can understand a majority of current fads, but this one's appeal eludes me.

<---A hat with both 59fifty sticker AND a graphic of a retarded pair of sunglasses.