Friday, February 26, 2010

How to Survive a Robot Uprising

I prefer to just be realy nice and say sweet things to machines currently hoping that they will vouche for me in the future, but I guess that it will be important in the future to follow this website's timely advice:

How to Survive a Robot Uprising

"Silence and Valor"
-B

"Pushing up Daisies"

This blog is, slowly but surely, becoming just another list of rants fuled by some pedestrian mind out to make moot points about social workings. Let me explain.

Today I did a simple yahoo search (because here at my father's store, he is missing the google search bar at the tiop of the screen and I prefer not to search for another search engine--even though eventually I did try google as well) to try and find the origins of the saying "pushing up daisies" which we all know to mean "to be dead".

On any other day this would have yielded a few crap links and a few desirable outcomes--fruits for my labor. Not today.

Instead I was assaulted by 11 pages of links and blog posts about a Television show conveniently called "Pushing Daisies". I tried every variation of the search that I could think of--evenh using the dreaded exact quotes to seek out specific phrases and to no avail.

Seriously, what the hell do the people who make these search engines think all day? That by searching "pushing up the daisies" saying origins, what I really mean is TV show "Pushing Daisies". Go to hell, google and your sponsored links takign precedence over helpful items.

I gave up after thirty minutes of trying.

And apparently the show "Pushing Daisies" is pushing up the daisies.

"Silence and Valor"
-B

Thursday, February 18, 2010

Reasons I hate People



Thank you Sarah for giving me more reasons to hate humanity! These people cannot possibly be serious about themselves, its a movie.
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Also I have a problem with the following phrase: we are not.
Possibilities:
we're not
we aren't

Why not:
we'ren't

Silence and Valor,
-B

Saturday, February 13, 2010

Things that Pop Up at Dinner

So as we all know, my life is like a series of short stories of me and my friends acting way nerdy and getting into loads of trouble (or rather narrowly escaping said trouble). Perfect example: the time my friend Chris (my other Jonesey) and I broke into the freshman hill dorms to steal everyone's markers from their dry-erase boards. Of course we weren't content with just this so we decided to go on a spree of taking useless junk from people. The following day my room contained around 40 markers, flamingo lawn ornaments, and two super-sized sawhorses. Needless to say I need help sometimes deciding what is and isn't a good idea (and trust me we returned the markers...made the RPI Incident blotter though!).

Recently at dinner, the subject of superheroes came up, something I'm sure anyone who knows me would immediately roll their eyes at. As a youngster and actually most of my adult life as well I have been obsessed with Batman and the like. My Poppy Ben even dressed up as Batman for my Batman birthday party (bat-party?)...twice...

To be completely honest I learned a few things, the idea that hero and villain alignment could be boiled down to some sort of simple algorithm both shocked and provoked me. My proposal of a superhero called the "Homogenizer" was at first grouped as "True Neutral", but after Mike, the local REAL physicist decided that homogenizing links to heat death which links to entropy, which is inherently chaotic, his alignment should actually be "Chaotic Neutral". I still have no clue what is going on.

Tuesday, February 9, 2010

The Awesomest Dream Ever


The awesomest dream ever occurred last night. Let me try and impress you:

I was coming home from boy scout camp, which apparently my Sarah and her mom also attended, in a plane. With us was some nerdy looking dude whose name was Eugene. The part of Sarah's mom was played by Sarah Connor from Terminator. After dropping off the Joneses by having them just jump out of the plane, the whole thing crashed and Eugene died. Soon enough things got kind of actioney--as is the case with most of my dreams.

Terminator robots were sent back in time to get Sarah for reasons unexplained. Of course it fell on my shoulders to stop them. Most of the dream consisted of me hunting down the terminators (which were actually damn good at hiding and pretty flighty, I had to sneak up on most of them!).

At the dream's climax, the Terminators were controlling anyone who died. Conveniently Sarah, Sarah Connor Jones, and I were at the mall when the Joneses saw Eugene. They said we should go talk to him and I kept saying that that couldn't be Eugene because I saw him die. Sarah of course didn't believe me and we went over to chat. Eugene ended up snapping and chasing her and we had to run away.

Sarah was running too slow so I had to stop and fight the Terminator Eugene and his helper. I tripped the former and threw him into the second.

Then I woke up.

But trust me it was awesome!

Wednesday, February 3, 2010

A Gaming Problem of Late

Okay, lets list all the things that are dumb about the news: everything.

In a recent news program, online gaming was attacked (once again) by the media. This time they blamed the xbox for allowing pedophilia. Of course we all can recognize this as another cheap trick to boost viewership along the same lines of "Can those french fries give you testicular cancer?". Panic sells. And apparently Panic about sex sells even more, these people must be rolling in cash now.

I'm not taking a laissez faire approach to online gaming, and I'm not making light of the terrible things that have occurred. It's dumb that people in this world do that to begin with.

But the fact of the matter is that xbox live is not the cause of these things getting through, the blame for that lies solely with the parents of these kids.

First of all all of those violent games you saw are M-rated. This means that it is illegal to purchase them without a parent's say-so. I personally think that that is a matter that should be discussed with a parent on a case-by-case basis. Certain games are a little too old for kids under eighteen and these kinds of matters--which games and how much violence is okay--should be discussed child to parent. Or if the kid is being too much of a brat and not listening to what the parent has to say (like I was I bet!) then I guess the kid should be told that its too old for them outright. We never had this problem (outside of the case of Hitman).

For an xbox live membership to be valid for a user under the age of 18, the parent has to give their password-protected consent and use a valid credit card. This agreement explains that xbox live is not responsible for anything that occurs online. Because the parents are entering into this agreement, all those scenes of mothers saying "it's not safe" just reflect on their own households...of course its not safe living with a timebomb parent who lets their children share personal information online.

Finally and most importantly, for children under eighteen, the default settings for the xbox live membership are entirely parental-locked. In order to chat with someone online the paretns have to remove a lock. In order to send or receive messages from non-friends, the parent has to remove another lock. In order to even accept or send a friend request, the parent has to consent to it or remove another lock. Literally everything a child does on xbox live is parent-protected as the default settings. A parent actually has to go through the arduous task of disabling these things in order for these things to take place.

As a result, the fact that all these creepy adults are trying to find creepy kids just shows that their parents are not putting up the appropriate settings. On my brother's xbox it is literally impossible to hear what your teammates are saying because that lock hasn't been removed. The thought that any responsibility at all lies with xbox live or online gaming is pure poppycock and shouldn't even be tendered for a moment.

Xbox does a great job of protecting its children clientele, its time that parents start doing the same.

Oh yeah, and the sexbox joke? That was funny about seven years ago...get with the times. And that joke about older guys pretending to be kids? The largest faction of gamers by about 40% is the 25-35 year old crowd. Its the kids that are pretending to be adults.

Tuesday, February 2, 2010

Groundhog Day 2010

So the verdict is in for this year: winter will be another six weeks long! That is, depending on your sources...Turns out Punxatawney Phil isn't the only groundhog--but one of many. Rather he is the original among scores of posers including Buckeye Chuck, Staten Island Chuck, Jimmy the Groundhog, and General Lee Groundhog. Turns out there are a lot of states that have poser groundhogs that each failed to see their shadow. Don't fall into their web of lies, these groundhogs bear nothing but deceit and malcontent. We all know that there can be only one--and Phil's less popular cronies just don't hack it.

"Silence and Valor"
-B