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Archive for April, 2002

Video Games and Violence

God damn it I hate people who assume that videogames cause people to commit murder. Take the assfucker in Germany for example. The question is, was he a sick murdering fuck because he played Counterstrike, or did he play Counterstrike because he was a sick murdering fuck? Is it cause and effect or just correlation?

Ask CNN, who tells us about stupid people. Of course, they don’t know, and neither do I. What I do know is that a large number of my friends play Counterstrike, and none of them are sick murdering fucks. They don’t break things and threaten people. They’re ordinary guys.

Just tell me this: why do they put so much emphasis on the color of the guy’s clothes and the videogames he played, and so little on everything else?

To quote CNN’s article, “Based on comments from former classmates, teachers and other people who knew Steinhauser, it appeared he had carefully planned the assault in advance.” So why the fuck didn’t they tell somebody?

SSH

Some things are just funny. For example, I was messing around with my Linux box via an SSH connection, which is almost exactly like actually being logged into a terminal window on the machine itself. I was typing crap in because I’m bored. Here’s what it said to me:

mount my ass

School

Long time no update. School’s keeping me pretty damned busy. I hope the Rush tickets get here soon, I want physical evidence that I’m actually going to this concert.

VEISHEA

Veishea was fun. I rode into campus and thought I might ride around for a bit and then find my family, but I ran into Alicia and Nathan instead, and they invited me to watch the parade with them. Then we went to the international food fare and I stuffed myself on interesting foods.

Lisa and Andy, thanks for hosting the barbecue in the Big House, I had a good time.

Looking For Love

I want to, I need to, I got to move on down the line
If not to, to make me, I should have stood behind the line
What is this? What have I? What am I? Not what you see
So take me, so use me, I’m stupid I don’t want to
Oh, looking for love
Oh, looking for love
Oh, looking for love
Oh, looking for love
A standard, a program, religion burns me at the stake
I questioned, I listened, I worshipped, how can I relate
I worked so hard at it, oh Lord the bruises and the burns
I just don’t, don’t get it. I guess I lost my faith
Oh, looking for love
Oh, looking for love
Oh, looking for love
Oh, looking for love

Wasted Friday

So I’m sitting around in my room doing nothing but listen to loud music. What a waste of a perfectly good Friday night. I think Sam and Lisa are out somewhere, Travis hasn’t been online all day, which is unlike him, Kyle and Jess didn’t mention anything going on this weekend and I figure they’ll hang out together, Nathan is in town, so I figure Alicia would like some time to hang out with him alone, so I’m essentially just sitting here by myself being bored and writing horrid run-on sentences. I’m sure that there’s some stuff going on down near campus or on Welch, but I sure as hell don’t feel like going down there by myself. That’s just not fun at all.

I could of course use my free time tonight to get some work done. After all, our big semester long English project is due in a couple weeks, and I have some homework to do for fluids and a fluids lab to write up, but honestly, who the hell does homework on a Friday night? Nope, no homework for me, just long worthless sentences.

I thought about keeping my ISU page set up as a weblog like it has been since last August, but making the page served out by Ramuh a little more fun. Unfortunately, I can’t think of a damn thing to make a page about. I could do a King’s X page, but quite frankly there’s a better one here than I could ever write. Besides, that would just lead Kyle to make more fun of me about King’s X anyway. I could learn Perl or PHP, but quite frankly I’m not a programmer, and I don’t feel like learning. I know html, and that’s good enough for me.

Even my Linux machine isn’t that much fun anymore. It’s all set up and doesn’t really need any more work, so it can just sit and serve and be good. It’s pretty neat, and someday I might actually switch over, but right now Windows is too easy and works too well for me to mess with it.

I guess my problem right now is that my friends aren’t around and I’ve gotten all the fun out of most of my toys. My PS2 isn’t here now, or I might be playing football or GT3. I really don’t feel like booting up the playstation though, and I don’t really feel like watching a movie either. My computer doesn’t need any more tweaking, and people aren’t posting on Strangetalk fast enough to suit me. It’s too cold to go walk around for the hell of it, too.

OK, enough bitching. I’m going to watch A Beautifuil Mind and have a beer or two, and fuck the “no alcohol on campus during Veishea” shit. I’m in my own room and not bothering anyone anyway.

Tests

Argh, tests are difficult. You need to know so much sometimes.

I’m A Man

I guess I finally grew up when my wife left me
Too bad that she couldn’t hang around to see
I used to walk beside her and I loved her so
And then I had to love enough to let her go
‘Cause I’m a man
Yes I am
Now I am
I’m a man
Now I am
I guess she had to put up with a lot of me
And I guess I was too afraid to try and see
Nothing that I ever did could set her free
She had to walk and so I had to let her be
‘Cause I’m a man
Yes I am
Now I am
I’m a man
Now I am
I stood agains the fire and then I walked on through
It singed my face and left my body black and blue
It made me strong enough that I could face myself
And I could place the memories back on the shelf
‘Cause I’m a man
Yes I am
Now I am
I’m a man
Now I am

Ty Tabor is awesome.

Broken Elevator

They had seriously better fix the fucking elevators.

Dynamics

Dynamics calculations are the worst sort of evil. I thought I was done with them too. I hate taking derivatives, I hate the chain rule, etc.

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