Guestbook Entries...
It's fun to see that people are tagging my guestbook, but unfortunately occasionally I have to take the time to edit out certain entries.
The really hilarious aspect of people hiding behind anonymous postings, is in the private section of the guestbook site, it clearly shows the IP and hostmask of everyone who leaves an entry. This allows a traceroute that literally tells me what computer they're leaving the post from. This actually isn't even necessary, as the site tracker already shows that information, as well as what page was being viewed before this one, and what page was viewed afterwards, along with obsessive stuff like what operating system they're using, what resolution they run at, and strange tidbits like that. Comparison of the IP to previous IPs of "creative" posters show me that as much as they'd like it to seem like many people are doing it, it is really just one person, with no life. The information from these programs isn't something I analyze regularly, it just comes in really handy when identifying which loser has most recently been playing around with the guestbook.
So I will continue to delete their entries with two simple clicks, while they continue to waste their time. You'd think living in IV, they'd find something, or someone, better to do. I guess the best they can do for entertainment is sit in front of their computer talking trash in random people's guestbooks. Makes a person feel sorry for them. I'll as usual refrain from naming any names, they don't need me to announce their stupidity, I'm sure they're already well aware. The sad part is, even though they do their best to ridicule me, they've probably still returned to read this as well. Go figure.
Those of you who do feel like leaving whatever your heart desires, please do continue to do so, I enjoy reading the entries when not instantly deleting them.
Memorial day weekend upcoming, and I have no plans. Hm... Could get interesting.
Wednesday, May 21, 2003
Every Once In A While...
Eating like a pig is pretty fun. Knowing I was headed out to Elephant Bar last night, I just downed a smoothie for brunch and saved up plenty of room. Neighborhood Council was rewarded for their work during the year by using up the remaining money on a dinner trip. Twenty bucks a person was the limit, and we were all sure to spend all of it. For me it was some decent jambalaya as the main course, and some pretty good cheesecake afterwards. I ended up majorly stuffed, largely because we ordered almost every appetizer they had and were passing them around. I took my fill of chicken tenders, potato skins, jumbo shrimp, garlic bread, mmmm. The only sad aspect is I'd hit a new low of 184 that morning, and something tells me tomorrow weigh in will be a bit different. You never know though, most of what I ate was meat, might have used up all that energy already.
Unfortuantely I was retarded enough to miss the 24 finale as a result, but due to some miracle FX is showing an encore of it tonight at 11. Even if I forget I set the VCR, so all should be well.
Now to see if Clay takes it home, who might I add was my pick from the very beginning! And yes I have witnesses!
Edit: Okay he got robbed. Barely. The other guy was good too. I guess.
Eating like a pig is pretty fun. Knowing I was headed out to Elephant Bar last night, I just downed a smoothie for brunch and saved up plenty of room. Neighborhood Council was rewarded for their work during the year by using up the remaining money on a dinner trip. Twenty bucks a person was the limit, and we were all sure to spend all of it. For me it was some decent jambalaya as the main course, and some pretty good cheesecake afterwards. I ended up majorly stuffed, largely because we ordered almost every appetizer they had and were passing them around. I took my fill of chicken tenders, potato skins, jumbo shrimp, garlic bread, mmmm. The only sad aspect is I'd hit a new low of 184 that morning, and something tells me tomorrow weigh in will be a bit different. You never know though, most of what I ate was meat, might have used up all that energy already.
Unfortuantely I was retarded enough to miss the 24 finale as a result, but due to some miracle FX is showing an encore of it tonight at 11. Even if I forget I set the VCR, so all should be well.
Now to see if Clay takes it home, who might I add was my pick from the very beginning! And yes I have witnesses!
Edit: Okay he got robbed. Barely. The other guy was good too. I guess.
Sunday, May 18, 2003
Exercise for the Cranium.
Okay so I actually got off my ass this weekend. This is a good thing.
Friday night I got an IM from a friend who was a bit on the depressed side, so given I had no plans for the evening/morning I decided to take the slightly longer than average drive to go keep them company. While in the car I heard plenty of good music, among which was Frankie J's "Don't Wanna Try." I'd seen the video the day before, pretty heartfelt stuff. Downloaded the main version that was out, but it was too quiet and had that annoying timer error where it counts too fast through sections, so I fixed it up with soundforge and now it's muy perfecto. Something very satisfying about taking something and making it better to share with other people.
So anyway, was an entertaining evening to say the least. Around 6 I ended up getting to sleep, and unfortunately plowed right through my 9am intended wakeup for a hiking trip. Then traffic reared its ugly head, and we finally got going up 154 to the trail around 2. It ended up working out though, we all took bathing suit attire so we could take advantage of the pools and rivers located along the trail. Unfortunately since the last time I was at Red Rock the rope swing had been shortened, so it no longer reaches as far out into the deeper water as it used to. I of course was smart (read: stupid) enough to try anyway, and impressed the ten or so spectators with a flying leap from way up on the bank, which swung me way too high in the air, and was followed with nice crash into the water with a good sized splash. Somehow I managed to completely misjudge where I was going to go, and thus landed right on an enormous rock. The good news is I landed flat on my ass with my legs out straight, so my whole body took the blow pretty well. That and I had a few feet of water to slow me down. Not even a bruise. I enjoyed the ovation from the grown men across the river who hadn't had the nerve anyway. The water was just amazing. It wasn't the warmest at first, but I felt that made it even more refreshing. It had been an incredibly long time since I'd been in water that didn't involve chlorine, or salt. Made it a tremendously relaxing experience. I really savor those times when I'm out in the middle of nowhere, away from everything but nature. I'm sure I'll find myself in places like that throughout my life, whenever I feel the need to get away.
Afterwards we all headed back to get cleaned up a bit (especially me, I hadn't been home since the day before) and after a bit of DDR, went over to one of their places for dinner. Scrumptious salmon was inhaled by all, along with a cookie cake representing the fact that one of them was moving to Northern California soon afterward. We then enjoyed a rousing board game which I really must plug here.
Cranium is one of the more fun games I've played, and I've played a lot. It combines a lot of different aspects into one game. It's part trivia, part charades, part clay sculpting skills, part spelling backwards talent, part blindfolded drawing, and part humming. There's just a load of different things you have to be able to do well in order to win. There's an equal number of "left brain" tasks to go with an equal number of "right brain" tasks, so you really need a team with both. We had three teams of two, but just about any number of teams and number of people per team were possible. Nonstop hilarity ensued throughout, especially during portions that involved charades or blindfolded drawing, as people found pretty unique ways of getting their partner to say the buzz word. Highlights involved my partner pumping his fist and saying "BOOM" whenever I got anything right ever, and him bouncing from foot to foot saying "I'm so happy" in a high pitched voice while trying to act like a teletubby.
This game really looks like it would be a real party time amont the Wilson family, although we'd need someone to sub in as a 6th member to have three teams. Then again two more well-rounded people might do just as well as three less-rounded people. Of course the arguments about attempted cheating and extensive discussions over exact interpretations of the rules would ensue regularly. Hopefully there will be a few more nights of such activities before I go jaunting across the country, it's hard to find things that entertaining.
Okay so I actually got off my ass this weekend. This is a good thing.
Friday night I got an IM from a friend who was a bit on the depressed side, so given I had no plans for the evening/morning I decided to take the slightly longer than average drive to go keep them company. While in the car I heard plenty of good music, among which was Frankie J's "Don't Wanna Try." I'd seen the video the day before, pretty heartfelt stuff. Downloaded the main version that was out, but it was too quiet and had that annoying timer error where it counts too fast through sections, so I fixed it up with soundforge and now it's muy perfecto. Something very satisfying about taking something and making it better to share with other people.
So anyway, was an entertaining evening to say the least. Around 6 I ended up getting to sleep, and unfortunately plowed right through my 9am intended wakeup for a hiking trip. Then traffic reared its ugly head, and we finally got going up 154 to the trail around 2. It ended up working out though, we all took bathing suit attire so we could take advantage of the pools and rivers located along the trail. Unfortunately since the last time I was at Red Rock the rope swing had been shortened, so it no longer reaches as far out into the deeper water as it used to. I of course was smart (read: stupid) enough to try anyway, and impressed the ten or so spectators with a flying leap from way up on the bank, which swung me way too high in the air, and was followed with nice crash into the water with a good sized splash. Somehow I managed to completely misjudge where I was going to go, and thus landed right on an enormous rock. The good news is I landed flat on my ass with my legs out straight, so my whole body took the blow pretty well. That and I had a few feet of water to slow me down. Not even a bruise. I enjoyed the ovation from the grown men across the river who hadn't had the nerve anyway. The water was just amazing. It wasn't the warmest at first, but I felt that made it even more refreshing. It had been an incredibly long time since I'd been in water that didn't involve chlorine, or salt. Made it a tremendously relaxing experience. I really savor those times when I'm out in the middle of nowhere, away from everything but nature. I'm sure I'll find myself in places like that throughout my life, whenever I feel the need to get away.
Afterwards we all headed back to get cleaned up a bit (especially me, I hadn't been home since the day before) and after a bit of DDR, went over to one of their places for dinner. Scrumptious salmon was inhaled by all, along with a cookie cake representing the fact that one of them was moving to Northern California soon afterward. We then enjoyed a rousing board game which I really must plug here.
Cranium is one of the more fun games I've played, and I've played a lot. It combines a lot of different aspects into one game. It's part trivia, part charades, part clay sculpting skills, part spelling backwards talent, part blindfolded drawing, and part humming. There's just a load of different things you have to be able to do well in order to win. There's an equal number of "left brain" tasks to go with an equal number of "right brain" tasks, so you really need a team with both. We had three teams of two, but just about any number of teams and number of people per team were possible. Nonstop hilarity ensued throughout, especially during portions that involved charades or blindfolded drawing, as people found pretty unique ways of getting their partner to say the buzz word. Highlights involved my partner pumping his fist and saying "BOOM" whenever I got anything right ever, and him bouncing from foot to foot saying "I'm so happy" in a high pitched voice while trying to act like a teletubby.
This game really looks like it would be a real party time amont the Wilson family, although we'd need someone to sub in as a 6th member to have three teams. Then again two more well-rounded people might do just as well as three less-rounded people. Of course the arguments about attempted cheating and extensive discussions over exact interpretations of the rules would ensue regularly. Hopefully there will be a few more nights of such activities before I go jaunting across the country, it's hard to find things that entertaining.
