Saturday, April 28, 2007

Whoops

Well.

I have no idea what happened.

Apparently when you view this blog with MS Internet Explorer, it turns out to be gray. With the white lettering, of course it then becomes unintelligible. If you'd been viewing with Mozilla Firefox, you'd have seen it as I had intended it to be.

So. I've had to change the template again. All the hours I put in yesterday working on the template is for Sweet FA.

Oh for Aunt Fanny in a bucket.

What's with Bill Gates? Why can my blog be seen in full glory using Mozilla but is a complete lump of mud with IE?

Whatever it is. Bill Gates is an alien. You know how I know? Watch Independence Day with Will Smith and Jeff Goldblum.

You remember that bit where Jeff Goldblum uploads a virus into the alien mothership servers? For that to have worked, he'd have to have to have his laptop able to communicate with the network on the alien mothership just to have a connection.

Connected? Yes. Here's how:

Start -> Connect To -> Show all connections -> Wireless Network Connection -> Refresh Network List -> Gates Mothership

He didn't even secure his wireless network. I suppose he figured anything close enough to piggyback the wireless network of a heavily armed mothership would be friendly or suicidal.

Most importantly, he would have to have a virus that would actually affect the alien mothership's operating system on its server(s).

Conclusion:
1. Alien mothership's wireless network runs 802.11g
2. Alien mothership runs on MS Windows.

Okay. I was kidding about the wireless network. If I remember right Jeff Goldblum used a cable to hook things up.

Then again, the alien fighter he was in would have to have sockets that accept RJ45 plugs....

Good gravy, somebody stop Bill Gates before it's too late!!!!

Crossroad

You must excuse me for the lack of postings and the utter ups and downs of my mood these days. I've reached another crossroad in my life and it's a while in sorting out.

The first real step came today when I went to the first job interview I've been to in six years. Someone's earned a dinner. It's not real work as in 9 to 5 but part time. Still it'll allow me to utilise the ol' noggin for proper use and it'll give me some focus.

My current job is so easy I could get a trained monkey to take my place. Well, it's easy for me anyway. I'm rather good at the careers equivalent of a jigsaw. And not to belittle it too much, that's why I specified a trained monkey rather than a plain ordinary everyday monkey.

Ook ook.

Focus is good for another step I want to take and that's going back to school. I've got my eye on a degree in Interior Design but at my age, I have to be really sure it's what I want to do. I went to KDU on Friday to make some enquiries and walked in amongst the college kiddies. Let me tell you, I really felt out of place. I was already in secondary school when some of these kids were just a glint in daddy's eye.

While some of these kids are straining (trying too hard) to break into adulthood, I've never lost my youthfulness. If anything, it'll be quite an interesting cultural experience for me.

Possibly coming to a college near you. Stay tuned.

Friday, April 27, 2007

Argh!

Argh. My eyes.

Argh. My brain.

I think the template you see now will do for the while.

First stage renovations complete!

Template Under Construction

www.brainspillage.com is having a new look with the new domain name.

A little patience? I have no experience with this. I should have everything up by tomorrow. Depending on how smashed I get tonight of course. I'll also have everybody's links up soon.

Wednesday, April 25, 2007

www.brainspillage.com

Manchester United vs AC Milan. Full Time.

Final score 3-2 to Manchester United.

What a second half. Games like this one make it all worthwhile.

At 2-2 I thought that I could accept the score as the MU players had played their hearts out and given their all. I can accept even defeat when the players have tried their best but maybe run out of luck. It's the same when I'm playing. I don't mind losing when my team is at least trying. In the same vein, I don't like it when the guys in my team don't put in a lot of effort even when we're winning.

I won't single out any of United's players for special praise. I will however give praise to the entire team as a whole and credit to Sir Alex for the way the team performed.

3-2 isn't the best score to take to the San Siro in Milan. Away goals by the opposition are always a dangerous thing. I am a bit concerned about the injury list MU is having at this time but as long as I see desire and commitment in the players on the pitch, I have a measure of confidence that Manchester United can indeed make it to the final in Athens.

Manchester United vs AC Milan. Half time.

We've been Kaka'ed.

Goddammit.

A central defensive pairing of Ferdinand and Vidic could have stopped the first goal. It was a little clueless of the MU defence to let it happen. I saw it coming. There was a huge ass hole for Kaka to run into and the made the most of it.

Evra made a bit of a mess up by jumping and crashing into Heinze which certainly helped Kaka find the space which lead to the second. Can't deny the talent of Kaka though. What a player.

Ca-ca happens baby. Ca-ca happens.

Saturday, April 21, 2007

Top 10 things I like on women

Well, here we go. In no particular order.

1. The tramp stamp.

No further elaboration necessary.



2. The belly ring.

Looks best on tanned women with flat bellies.



3. The tongue piercing.

Looks best when glimpses are made possible with an open-mouthed laugh.



4. Cleavage.

Boob cleavage or butt cleavage. Just bring it eh? I must confess to liking boob cleavage more though!



5. Low cuts on slim hips.

One of the better recent trends. I remember the first noticeable one. Britney Spears in the Not A Girl, Not Yet A Woman video. She must have had to get out a Gillette to pull it off. Of course since we've learnt that her Gillette does get regular use.

As Levi's put it on their lowcut jeans webpage: "Well below the natural hips."



6. Short shorts.

The original woohoo! hot pants, cutoff jeans. Though I must confess to liking black skin-tight shorts more ala Mutya Buena in the Push The Button video. Catherine Bach as Daisy Duke first set loins aflame with the cutoff jeans. Recently the torch was passed on to Jessica Simpson.



7. Tan lines.

Tan lines are sexy. I like tanned women. They look healthier and sportier. Swim suit lines with a sexy top is a great favourite.



8. Confidence.

Confidence as in a woman who knows herself and likes herself. Does not need to impress or be impressed.



9. Vivaciousness.

Happy. Fun loving. Cheerful. Sexy.



10. Natural look. Less or no makeup.

A woman who's beautiful without makeup is a beautiful woman. Full stop.

Tuesday, April 17, 2007

Here We Go Again

The Dawson shootings last year sparked me to write the blog posting below in my old blog. I figured it was only a matter of time before I would post it here. The Virginia Tech Massacre is what happened. Yay! By now don't you think Americans would possibly agree that maybe it's a not such a great idea to have all them shootin' irons. You could probably buy 'em from Kmart!

September 14, 2006

It's Never Going to End

Well, it's happened again. Some looney/dumbass/spaced out clown has armed himself and shot up a school. Yesterday in downtown Montreal, some looney put on the uniform of a looney, a black trenchcoat. The death count stands at one for now. There are those that are seriously injured and may not survive their injuries.

First, there's the trenchcoat. What is with these loonies that they have to put one on before they carry out such lunacy? They way I see it, these dumb bastards put on a trenchcoat like I turn on my Playstation. Yeah! There's killin' to be done! What kind of reality do these people live in?

"Hey Goober! Let's go blast some fools like how we done in Grand Theft Auto!"

"Sure Buford! My cousin Sally done bought me a shotgun for christmas!"

Now, the two lines above itself is a stereotype and a misconception. There are three points to consider. Firstly, you don't have to be a redneck. That's your TV rednecks up there. The majority of these jackasses are young white boys from middle class families. Secondly, anyone brought up right by mum and dad can differentiate between reality and a video game. The third point I'm going to make is, that sadly, guns are that easy to come by if you happen to live in North America.

Robyn Anderson bought the Columbine High shooters their weapons in a straw purchase. The two 17 year olds were too young to buy guns. Robyn, then 18, bought them a rifle and two shotguns by showing the dealer her driver's license proving she was indeed over 18. Now get this, the two piss pots were with this dumb bunny in the gun shop and doing all the looking and asking of the questions. Doesn't take a fucking genius to figure out who the guns are for. Oh yeh, and there was the Tec-9 semi-auto handgun which was sold to one of the numbnuts by Mark Manes who was a friend of the looneys.

What I'm lamenting on is how easily firearms are obtained. Take another situation into account. Nathan Ferris was an overweight 12 year old boy subject to constant bullying in school. The last time he was humiliated in front of his classmates was really the last time. He pulled out a pistol, shot his tormentor and then turned the gun on himself. Shocked? 12 years old that one. Then take Dedrick Owens who took a semi-auto pistol from his uncle's house and brought it to school to show off. He pulled the gun from his pants, yelled "I don't like you Kayla!" and shot 6 year old Kayla Rolland in the neck. She died half an hour later. Dedrick Owens was also 6 years old.
Often enough a kid blasts away in a school as a result of humiliation and bullying. Like Nathan Ferris, Michael Carneal was frequently bullied and had his name published in the school paper claiming he had homosexual crush on another student. Which didn't exactly improve matters for him. He brought a handgun, two rifles and two shotguns to school and fired shots indiscriminately. He surrendered when he saw one of the fallen was a friend of his. He was 14. He is currently serving 3 life sentences and 120 years.

Which brings me back to christmas. Brenda Spencer was 17 when she opened fire at a school causing death and injury. The rifle she used was one of her christmas presents.
All these events just skim the surface. I have no idea what it's like living where there are metal detectors at schools. Not that it always helps. A security guard was killed manning the metal detector at a school when it went beep! for a very good reason.

You know what's brilliantly disgusting though? Jake Ryker, who was already wounded, tackled his shooter, a 16 year old, and held him up enough for more people to come hold down this adolescent looney. The gun crazy National Rifle Association cited as Jake Ryker as "an example of NRA training put to good use." That's not quite accurate. If Ryker had been indeed trained by the NRA, he'd have brought out his own gun and blasted back. Or joined in the fun and games.

Let me give you a quote: The National Rifle Association, or NRA, is a group for the promotion of marksmanship, firearm safety, and the protection of hunting and personal protection firearm rights in the United States, established in New York in 1871 as the American Rifle Association. It sponsors firearm safety training courses, as well as marksmanship events featuring shooting skills and sports. The NRA is sometimes said to be the single most powerful non-profit organization in the United States. It is the oldest and largest civil rights organization in the U.S., considering gun ownership a civil right protected by the Second Amendment of the Bill of Rights.

Also allow me to debunk that with one single fact. Actor Charlton Heston, a promoter of the NRA agenda was presented a presentation rifle at a NRA convention in 2000. He held the rilfe aloft over his head and declared loudly, using years of acting experience for maximum effect, "They'll have to pry it from my cold, dead hands!" Well done Charlton. In my opinion you're just another fucking looney but was lucky enough to have the luxury of carrying out your gun-toting fantasies in the movie business. Charlton probably went back to his trailer and masturbated after filming gun fights. And in that one sentence Chuckie pretty much described the NRA to the rest of the world.

Here are your gun looneys in the U.S.:
National Rilfe Association
Gun Owners of America
Jews for the Preservation of Gun Ownership
Pink Pistols
Second Amendment Foundation
Second Amendment Sisters
Citizens for the Right to Keep and Bear Arms
Liberty Belles
Law Enforcement Alliance of America

I have to give you a few interesting facts about the Pink Pistols. It's a gay gun group. Their mottos are "Armed gays don't get bashed" and "Pick on someone your own caliber." To be a member you can either be LGBT (lesbian, gay, bisexual, transgender) or own a gun. You don't have to satisfy both conditions. I would like to elaborate on the Pink Pistols but I can't. You can only swim in so much shit. Whether the shit's packed or not, I don't know. I think the mottos say it all.

U.S. pro-gun control groups are:
American Hunters and Shooters Asoociation
Americans for Democratic Attention
Americans for Gun Safety Foundation
Brady Campaign
Brady Centre to Prevent Gun Violence
Coalition to Stop Gun Violence
League of Women Voters

Here's a few bits of info on the Brady Centre. Lead by James and Sarah Brady. James Brady was shot and permanently crippled by John Hinckley in 1981 during the attempt to assassinate Ronald Reagan during his presidency. In 2000, controversy surrounded wife Sarah over a straw purchase when she bought James Brady Jr. a rifle for Christmas. Yay! Christmas again! The rifle fires .30-06 bullets. You bring down moose and elk with those fuckers.

I think I'm going to stop here as it's never going to end.

Let me declare my own opinions over the matter. I'm don't give a rat's ass about pro-gun or gun control and all that shit. That's their fucking problem over there. Here in Malaysia, who cares? You can be in possession of a gun without bullets or bullets without a gun and get into a heap of trouble. You could have a replica gun and get in trouble. You don't have to worry a lot in this country about being shot. It's not likely to happen. It can. But not likely. What I am against though is stupidity. Which is what all this gun shit is anyway. A lot of stupidity with no solution in sight.

The current popular culture does nothing to help. Violence is glorified in media. True life events are dramaticised by the media. Using words like horrific, siege, drama, massacre, perpetrator, conspiracy, suspect, tragedy. You only encourage the stupid fuckers. They want to go out with a bang. Songs written about the events imortalise it and the dumb fucks at the same time. Their names and/or faces become part of popular culture. Metallica's "Ronnie" and Boomtown Rats "I Don't Like Mondays" are prime examples. I love Metallica but that was fucking misinformed. Thanks for saving lots of starving Africans Bob but that was still pretty damned idiotic. The next bunch of losers might commit murder so their favourite bands write songs about them. Time magazine traces their life history. Don't get it? Next time try a news report like this:

"Two dumb bastards with mental and social issues stole guns out of daddy's closet and brought said guns to school in a pathetic attempt to feel superior. No one gives a shit who they are because they're not worth remembering and we don't want to encourage other stupid looneys out there who might do this shit in our town next. They both shot themselves in the end which was the only smart thing they did in their sad sorry lives cos there were a lot of people waiting outside for any form of revenge. Dumbfuck #1 was a sad loner who nobody wanted to be friends with. Dumbfuck #2 liked the way Dumbfuck #1 smelt so tolerated him. Police tossed the looneys' bodies into the nearest crocodile infested lake. Their parents made no attempt to recover the carcasses."

As I was saying, our popular culture does no good. Violence is glorified. Wealth is glorified. Looks are glorified. Popularity is glorified. Athletic ability is glorified. Drugs are glorified. Promiscuousity is glorified. Gansterism is glorified. Materialism is glorified. Did I mention guns? Guns are glorified. Hey, it's the American way!

The world's overpopulated anyway. Let the fuckers in countries with gun issues kill each other. We can refer to it in the future as culling of human beings in predominantly stupid countries/continents. We will then forget the innocent, the victims, the maimed, the dead, the ruined lives and all the mental and physical pain ever suffered.

Monday, April 16, 2007

JPJ. Efficient.

I must say that I'm quite impressed. I got to the JPJ in PJ at 7:50 in the morning as they're supposed to open at 8:15am. There was already a queue at the numbers counter.

Here's the bit that impressed me.

They actually started work at 8:05. I was number 27 in the queue. I was done and out of there at 8:20am.

Wow.