Crackgerbal and I are going camping! Things could be better--they always could--but camping is fun. We are going to Silver Lake. I have no idea where that is in relation to us but she is driving so I don't need to know at this point.
I know my last post was a while ago so I decided to drop a note here today. I'm actually on a break at work so this will definitely be short. Just thought I'd let the *cough* extended readership know what was going on. When we get back, I will post soon and let the WHOLE WORLD KNOW what we did.
That is all
Friday, March 30, 2007
Sunday, March 25, 2007
Shame and Moving
I'm ashamed to say that it has been a week since I posted here. My heart dies at this knowledge. I apologize to my vast *snicker* readership.
On the upside, Crackgerbal is moving in with me! Good times. We have been packing her stuff and moving it all around in a frantic effort to get her into the apartment. Turns out she has way more shit than I do and a lot of it will have to go into storage.
This is the first woman I will have lived with. Very odd and strange and all that. I'm interested to see how this turns out. Kinda like an experiment on myself.
That is all
On the upside, Crackgerbal is moving in with me! Good times. We have been packing her stuff and moving it all around in a frantic effort to get her into the apartment. Turns out she has way more shit than I do and a lot of it will have to go into storage.
This is the first woman I will have lived with. Very odd and strange and all that. I'm interested to see how this turns out. Kinda like an experiment on myself.
That is all
Sunday, March 18, 2007
A Long Weekend
This weekend was uneventful but fun. Crackgerbal and I stayed home as it is the end of Dead Week and the start of Finals. We wanted to get some studying done--Crackgerbal did anyway, I don't have much to study for--so we stayed in. That's when the whole plan went to shit. Study? What's that? If it didn't have to do with sex, we weren't doing it. Life is good.
In other news...
Crackgerbal started taking pictures of me. I now have a picture on myspace. She picked out the nerdiest picture she took--she had a lot of choices--and posted that one for me. I got to say 'yes' afterwords. Nice of her.
On the upside, I got a few pictures of her and me together. This is when it gets a little weird...
So, we are taking pictures of us kissing and when we look at one of them, she totally looks like a twelve year old next to me. A twelve year old that I'm kissing! Creepy. Not good. Very bad. Weird.
So naturally I've decided to post it here! It will be available in some form or another in a few days at most. I would post it today but I'm at the school right now and don't have it on my thumb drive. Such is life.
(update: here is the picture)
That is all
In other news...
Crackgerbal started taking pictures of me. I now have a picture on myspace. She picked out the nerdiest picture she took--she had a lot of choices--and posted that one for me. I got to say 'yes' afterwords. Nice of her.
On the upside, I got a few pictures of her and me together. This is when it gets a little weird...
So, we are taking pictures of us kissing and when we look at one of them, she totally looks like a twelve year old next to me. A twelve year old that I'm kissing! Creepy. Not good. Very bad. Weird.
So naturally I've decided to post it here! It will be available in some form or another in a few days at most. I would post it today but I'm at the school right now and don't have it on my thumb drive. Such is life.
(update: here is the picture)
That is all
Thursday, March 15, 2007
End of term slowdown...
Since the term is ending, my rushed life is slowing down. It won't ever stop but it does get more manageable. I actually got 8 hours of sleep the night before last and was tire the whole next day. Last night I only got 4 hours of sleep--Crackgerbal kept me up... :-)--and today I feel great! Go figure.
Turned in my tech report I was sweating over all term. It turned out well. You don't get a link to that. Sorry.
I'm working on getting a home web server up and running. If I get that up right and within a reasonable amount of time I will change my blog to there and run my own blog software. Nice to have full control over my own stuff. I don't mind Blogspot--they are fairly good--but I'm a control freak who wants complete power!!!!
Planning a camping trip with a bunch of people from school. Should be pretty fun. Have to get all my ducks in a row first. Can't leave half-cocked and not ready to rock.
That is all
Turned in my tech report I was sweating over all term. It turned out well. You don't get a link to that. Sorry.
I'm working on getting a home web server up and running. If I get that up right and within a reasonable amount of time I will change my blog to there and run my own blog software. Nice to have full control over my own stuff. I don't mind Blogspot--they are fairly good--but I'm a control freak who wants complete power!!!!
Planning a camping trip with a bunch of people from school. Should be pretty fun. Have to get all my ducks in a row first. Can't leave half-cocked and not ready to rock.
That is all
Wednesday, March 14, 2007
An A+ and Other Stuff
It's good to be me right now. I got an A+ on that paper I posted a link to here. It was, apparently, good enough to make due with. I'm very pleased with it.
In other news...
Discovered: August 17, 2001
Updated: October 21, 2003 1:42:16 PM
Type: Hacktool
Systems Affected: Windows 2000, Windows 95, Windows 98, Windows Me, Windows NT, Windows XP
Examples of such tools include:
Port scanners.
Network sniffers and spoofers.
Computer vulnerability scanners and exploiters. These can be used over networks or the Internet.
Password stealers, which save the stolen passwords locally (that is, they do not send them out).
Mail spammers that attack one victim by flooding the mailbox with mail.
News group flooders that flood Usenet newsgroups with messages.These programs are in themselves, nonviral and generally do not cause harm to the hacker who deploys them. However, deployment of these utilities is usually harmful to the victims of the attacks, and they are usually considered a threat by network administrators.
Writeup By: Atli Gudmundsson
The italic text above came from a Symantec site after it had deleted a file on my computer because it was a "virus." Since when are port scanners and network security tools viruses?! WTF! Leave my computer alone you gestapo bastards!
That is all
In other news...
Discovered: August 17, 2001
Updated: October 21, 2003 1:42:16 PM
Type: Hacktool
Systems Affected: Windows 2000, Windows 95, Windows 98, Windows Me, Windows NT, Windows XP
Examples of such tools include:
Port scanners.
Network sniffers and spoofers.
Computer vulnerability scanners and exploiters. These can be used over networks or the Internet.
Password stealers, which save the stolen passwords locally (that is, they do not send them out).
Mail spammers that attack one victim by flooding the mailbox with mail.
News group flooders that flood Usenet newsgroups with messages.These programs are in themselves, nonviral and generally do not cause harm to the hacker who deploys them. However, deployment of these utilities is usually harmful to the victims of the attacks, and they are usually considered a threat by network administrators.
Writeup By: Atli Gudmundsson
The italic text above came from a Symantec site after it had deleted a file on my computer because it was a "virus." Since when are port scanners and network security tools viruses?! WTF! Leave my computer alone you gestapo bastards!
That is all
Friday, March 9, 2007
An essay on Machiavelli for Humanities
Here is an essay I just turned in for my Humanities class. I published it on Google Docs & Spreadsheets so anyone could view it. Hope it isn't too pathetic.
Click this link:
http://docs.google.com/Doc?id=dgvv9zvf_2g6vcw8
That is all
Click this link:
http://docs.google.com/Doc?id=dgvv9zvf_2g6vcw8
That is all
Thursday, March 8, 2007
Machiavelli
I suppose that it is fairly cliche for a freshman college student to want to talk about Machiavelli but we are going to do just that anyway.
In my Humanities course--a generally fun subject but way too easy--the Prof introduced the class to Machiavelli yesterday. I had read The Prince before this so I had some idea of what it was all about but I hadn't read it in about a decade. First thing during class the Prof hands out an in class quiz asking us what the "ruler of the US would need as far as personal characteristics go." We got ten minutes to jot down what we thought.
The first three people to discuss what they had written were complete altruists. They didn't read the question as it was written but inserted a "What would you like a ruler of the US to be like" section into the question. Needless to say they wanted a kind, good, ethical person to run the country.
Anyway, after the first three people I was itching to smash a few hopes and shit on a few dreams so I coughed during a lull in the action and said I had something a bit different. Now, the Prof knows I generally take a more pessimistic/realistic view of things that is decidedly anti-christian and generally of a Fundie (Fundie=any religious type individual or group of any sort whether they identify with an actual religion or just as having a spiritual side) bashing nature but she calls on me anyway.
I state, roughly, the following (cleaned up for presentation): "A ruler of the US must first and foremost fake a Christian religious conviction that is in keeping with the mainstream religious tendencies of the country. He must be ruthless, cruel, malicious, and able and willing to lie at a moments notice. He must keep a few worthless people about him to throw to the wolves whenever the public demands a scapegoat. He must treat other countries with utter disdain and disrespect in order to be viewed as 'strong for the fatherland.' He must attack others at the first sign of weakness and not hesitate in the least."
This is nearly exactly in line with what Machiavelli put forward and the Prof latched onto this immediately to point out what the assignment actually said and asked for. Needless to say many feelings where hurt and world-views smashed.
It is important to understand that the College I attend isn't what you would call "standard" or "typical" of colleges. We have a large, strong Fundie population here who complain when the Prof says that all christian religions are Protestant in nature. True, but they don't like it one bit and they will whine and bitch about it to no end. So, when I tell them that any successful ruler of the US should fake a religious conviction in order to assuage the stupid masses, they take personal offense to it! Shocking.
I had a really great time with it. Crackgerbal, not so much. She is of a more or less Fundie persuasion even though she doesn't go to church or anything. She doesn't like that I'm an atheist but she puts up with it (or I put up with her Fundie tendencies, either way). When others who know her told her about my most recent spout in class they started with "Your boyfriend..." as if to accuse her of letting me have horrid ways and mean opinions. Very funny. Stupid sheep.
This post has been much too long.
That is all
In my Humanities course--a generally fun subject but way too easy--the Prof introduced the class to Machiavelli yesterday. I had read The Prince before this so I had some idea of what it was all about but I hadn't read it in about a decade. First thing during class the Prof hands out an in class quiz asking us what the "ruler of the US would need as far as personal characteristics go." We got ten minutes to jot down what we thought.
The first three people to discuss what they had written were complete altruists. They didn't read the question as it was written but inserted a "What would you like a ruler of the US to be like" section into the question. Needless to say they wanted a kind, good, ethical person to run the country.
Anyway, after the first three people I was itching to smash a few hopes and shit on a few dreams so I coughed during a lull in the action and said I had something a bit different. Now, the Prof knows I generally take a more pessimistic/realistic view of things that is decidedly anti-christian and generally of a Fundie (Fundie=any religious type individual or group of any sort whether they identify with an actual religion or just as having a spiritual side) bashing nature but she calls on me anyway.
I state, roughly, the following (cleaned up for presentation): "A ruler of the US must first and foremost fake a Christian religious conviction that is in keeping with the mainstream religious tendencies of the country. He must be ruthless, cruel, malicious, and able and willing to lie at a moments notice. He must keep a few worthless people about him to throw to the wolves whenever the public demands a scapegoat. He must treat other countries with utter disdain and disrespect in order to be viewed as 'strong for the fatherland.' He must attack others at the first sign of weakness and not hesitate in the least."
This is nearly exactly in line with what Machiavelli put forward and the Prof latched onto this immediately to point out what the assignment actually said and asked for. Needless to say many feelings where hurt and world-views smashed.
It is important to understand that the College I attend isn't what you would call "standard" or "typical" of colleges. We have a large, strong Fundie population here who complain when the Prof says that all christian religions are Protestant in nature. True, but they don't like it one bit and they will whine and bitch about it to no end. So, when I tell them that any successful ruler of the US should fake a religious conviction in order to assuage the stupid masses, they take personal offense to it! Shocking.
I had a really great time with it. Crackgerbal, not so much. She is of a more or less Fundie persuasion even though she doesn't go to church or anything. She doesn't like that I'm an atheist but she puts up with it (or I put up with her Fundie tendencies, either way). When others who know her told her about my most recent spout in class they started with "Your boyfriend..." as if to accuse her of letting me have horrid ways and mean opinions. Very funny. Stupid sheep.
This post has been much too long.
That is all
Tuesday, March 6, 2007
New Levels of Nerd-Living
I've sunk to a new level of nerdly-ness. I was in the campus bookstore purchasing four capacitors (100 microfarad, and 220 microfarad) when I realized I was excited! I'm not making anything big. Just an astable multivibrator. Stupid really. And yet I was pleased as punch.
I'm sure Crackgerbal will be pleased with this new state of stupidity. She doesn't mind that I'm a nerd but I prefer not to give her any openings. She's a nerd to so you think it wouldn't matter but...
New term coming up and I finally got classes I'm excited about.
As a freshman I don't really have a chance to take good classes so when I do get interesting ones it is very nice. I'm taking Differential Calculus, Statistics, Welding, and Programming for Engineers. Nice set there!
It occurs to me that no one should really care what I write here. Not that I don't want them to care--deep down I really do :-)-- but they really shouldn't. They should have their own lives which they live on a day-to-day basis to the exclusion of all else. Living vicariously--nice tool song!--is only good if you somehow feel you lack in your own life. Maybe that's why I don't read other people's blogs. Not that I don't want too, it's just that I think that to do so would somehow indicate that my life actually sucks which I'm not ready to admit yet.
That is all
I'm sure Crackgerbal will be pleased with this new state of stupidity. She doesn't mind that I'm a nerd but I prefer not to give her any openings. She's a nerd to so you think it wouldn't matter but...
New term coming up and I finally got classes I'm excited about.
As a freshman I don't really have a chance to take good classes so when I do get interesting ones it is very nice. I'm taking Differential Calculus, Statistics, Welding, and Programming for Engineers. Nice set there!
It occurs to me that no one should really care what I write here. Not that I don't want them to care--deep down I really do :-)-- but they really shouldn't. They should have their own lives which they live on a day-to-day basis to the exclusion of all else. Living vicariously--nice tool song!--is only good if you somehow feel you lack in your own life. Maybe that's why I don't read other people's blogs. Not that I don't want too, it's just that I think that to do so would somehow indicate that my life actually sucks which I'm not ready to admit yet.
That is all
Sunday, March 4, 2007
Ranting...
On occasion things in life grow tiring and tedious and we just have to sit back and piss and moan...
I received a letter in the mail from some fundie organization telling me that god had told them to lend me two pieces of paper, both of which I was to return with some prayer requests...oh yeah, and some money! What a shock. It's nice to know that capitalism is alive and well in the churches of the world much like it was back when the catholic church owned brothels in London around the time of Shakespeare. Isn't it great to be a hypocrite!?
Maybe it's just the fact that I have finals coming up and a new term starting soon but it seems that all of the morons are coming out of the woodwork. I don't just have to deal with them on the street, at school, on the bus, now they send me mail. Funnier still is that the letter was addressed to "current resident." Ahhhh, very personalized. You want my money but you don't give a damn enough to find out what my name is?
Actually, that is too harsh. The real problem is in the 10,000 or so people who will actually send these parasites money. These mush-for-brains idiots actually believe that god directed these people to send them a "prayer handkerchief" and a printed letter of prophecy. Morons. Absolute morons. I hope they sent their life savings so that some--obviously savvy and unscrupulous--individual can buy expensive hookers and cocaine in Rio. Live it up bud! You earned it!
In other news...
Having some better luck with the computer. Turns out the CD drive just overheats. No big deal. Not yet, anyway. I'll have to get a new one eventually. The new hard drive went in like butter and is working fine. I now have so much room it is pathetic. Major file downloads to come...
I don't like having to reset all my options and preferences each time I reload my OS. Pain in the ass. Such is life. Gotta sleep/do homework.
That is all
I received a letter in the mail from some fundie organization telling me that god had told them to lend me two pieces of paper, both of which I was to return with some prayer requests...oh yeah, and some money! What a shock. It's nice to know that capitalism is alive and well in the churches of the world much like it was back when the catholic church owned brothels in London around the time of Shakespeare. Isn't it great to be a hypocrite!?
Maybe it's just the fact that I have finals coming up and a new term starting soon but it seems that all of the morons are coming out of the woodwork. I don't just have to deal with them on the street, at school, on the bus, now they send me mail. Funnier still is that the letter was addressed to "current resident." Ahhhh, very personalized. You want my money but you don't give a damn enough to find out what my name is?
Actually, that is too harsh. The real problem is in the 10,000 or so people who will actually send these parasites money. These mush-for-brains idiots actually believe that god directed these people to send them a "prayer handkerchief" and a printed letter of prophecy. Morons. Absolute morons. I hope they sent their life savings so that some--obviously savvy and unscrupulous--individual can buy expensive hookers and cocaine in Rio. Live it up bud! You earned it!
In other news...
Having some better luck with the computer. Turns out the CD drive just overheats. No big deal. Not yet, anyway. I'll have to get a new one eventually. The new hard drive went in like butter and is working fine. I now have so much room it is pathetic. Major file downloads to come...
I don't like having to reset all my options and preferences each time I reload my OS. Pain in the ass. Such is life. Gotta sleep/do homework.
That is all
Friday, March 2, 2007
A long night and a longer day...
Crackgerbal and I had dinner with some friends and then went to see a movie. It was a less than stellar movie: Hannibal Rising. Afterwords we tried to cure cancer...and then finally--around 1 am--went to bed. Upon rising at 4 am we went to work and I'm now dead.
Hannibal Rising was a stupid attempt at a back story that wasn't necessary. Hannibal was likable enough from the other movies--we wouldn't keep watching this stupid shit if he wasn't--and trying to make him more human only took away from the delightful creepiness he had going. Also, we don't want him to be human. He was much better as a pure monster.
Gaspard Ulliel plays an "ok" Hannibal but he cannot compare to the original nor should he try. Such a level of creepiness was attained in the original that all other comers will only be wispy ghosts by comparison. The only bright spot in the movie was young Hannibal using a hand from a cadaver laying on his desk to lure a would-be killer "into his clutches." I put that last bit in quotes because even though it was clever it is a plot element that has been done before with much better results. We don't always expect to see something new in a movie, but we do want the old things to be fresh.
If you think I'm being to harsh, then you should read the New York Times review of this piece and come back with apologies. I'm not nearly as polished--nor as interested in giving this crappy movie as much intellectual attention--as they are.
In other news...
While slacking in the workplace the other day I heard a phrase that brought me pause: "Yes, I enjoy the flaccid orgasm!" That was it. No other thoughts. Just that. It made me think...
If you ever want an approaching person to think a second (or even a third) time about stopping for a conversation with you and the person you are with simply do the following:
1. Look your current conversational partner directly in the eye and say rather loudly: "Sure you enjoy a flaccid orgasm but what you really have to ask yourself is whether you consider a self prostate exam a legitimate sexual experience?"
2. Finish the above just as the target reaches you.
3. Look the target directly in the eye--try to be creepy--and say, "Yes?"
This three step routine should result in one of two things:
1. The target immediately vacates the premises.
2. The target stays around and tries to enter your fake conversation.
I think we can all appreciate either scenario.
That is all
Hannibal Rising was a stupid attempt at a back story that wasn't necessary. Hannibal was likable enough from the other movies--we wouldn't keep watching this stupid shit if he wasn't--and trying to make him more human only took away from the delightful creepiness he had going. Also, we don't want him to be human. He was much better as a pure monster.
Gaspard Ulliel plays an "ok" Hannibal but he cannot compare to the original nor should he try. Such a level of creepiness was attained in the original that all other comers will only be wispy ghosts by comparison. The only bright spot in the movie was young Hannibal using a hand from a cadaver laying on his desk to lure a would-be killer "into his clutches." I put that last bit in quotes because even though it was clever it is a plot element that has been done before with much better results. We don't always expect to see something new in a movie, but we do want the old things to be fresh.
If you think I'm being to harsh, then you should read the New York Times review of this piece and come back with apologies. I'm not nearly as polished--nor as interested in giving this crappy movie as much intellectual attention--as they are.
In other news...
While slacking in the workplace the other day I heard a phrase that brought me pause: "Yes, I enjoy the flaccid orgasm!" That was it. No other thoughts. Just that. It made me think...
If you ever want an approaching person to think a second (or even a third) time about stopping for a conversation with you and the person you are with simply do the following:
1. Look your current conversational partner directly in the eye and say rather loudly: "Sure you enjoy a flaccid orgasm but what you really have to ask yourself is whether you consider a self prostate exam a legitimate sexual experience?"
2. Finish the above just as the target reaches you.
3. Look the target directly in the eye--try to be creepy--and say, "Yes?"
This three step routine should result in one of two things:
1. The target immediately vacates the premises.
2. The target stays around and tries to enter your fake conversation.
I think we can all appreciate either scenario.
That is all
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