So here I am up past midnight, which is actually a bit abnormal for me. I don't do so well with sleep. And lately I haven't been getting that much. I have to admit, most of it is because of the guitar and being anxious about projects, but there has been something in the back of my mind for quite a while now. A very long while. Too long.
There's always going to be someone or something you want to forget. An event or an outlier that makes you feel self-pity. To just abolish it from your memory, without any second thought. Whether you may hate them or have other reasons to want to forget them, it plagues the mind and obstructs other thought and proper function.
You can't explain why you can't forget it or them, and this annoys you. You want to. But you won't. It's been annoying me for more than a year, fluctuating in frequency throughout the whole span of my torment. I thought I did a good job of repressing it, considering I kind of forgot of it completely. Homework probably did that. But now it's resurfacing and filling me with discontent.
This post may be an outlet. On the inside it feels a bit like a plea for attention. But I know it's not. There is only one way to deal with this nuisance, to rid yourself of this luggage that weighs you down in all that you do and all that you try to be.
Don't do anything. Confront it and come clean with yourself. Just as I have. Yes, you screwed up, so move on with it. It won't matter from now on.
My only personal post and the only one that I will ever let myself write. I just want to be able to sleep normally again...
//Edit:// Or drink a lot of booze. That works too. I had to bring this post back up. :P
11/28/2011
11/25/2011
Hovering Keyboard
The idea of a hovering keyboard may sound cool to you because you'd imagine that the individual keys would hover above the body. But when it comes to Really Really Really Awesome Ideas you gotta think out of the box. This invention is not a keyboard with floating keys, but a floating... everything. The entire body of the keyboard has some sort of freaky leprechaun magic making it hover about a foot above the ground (I'm not sure if I should make it magnetic or have it blast air out the bottom).
You just calibrate the board to your bodily weight along with any possessions you may have upon your person, and the weight of your hip/back mounted computer. And voilà, you can now multi task by typing up e-mails, instant messaging, playing computer games, or writing Really Really Really Awesome Ideas while being on the move.
You may ask "but wait, if you're standing on it then how do you type?". The balls and heels of your feet would make certain keys spam into whatever word processing program you have open. Fear not, for the keyboard will have an algorithm filtering the input to make it go from "ffsadfqjkqadrsfwsgsdewaflsdvstwkrwssdpfajkldfas10l1sf;lg" to "My good acquainted companion Tyrone, may we haul our buttocks to the general direction of the clubs at precisely 8 'o clock pm today so that we may take on the endeavour of finding members of the opposite gender with which we may procreate.".
Once my idea is approved for sale on the market I will begin working on newer models that can be used in all kinds of situations. I can make a snowboard variant, a surf board variant, a toboggan variant, and of course, the sandwich maker variant. Do not question my logic. You can have cameras installed in so that you can Skype (because Live Messenger is for chumps) while riding and typing. The wind shear on the mic, awkward view of your trousers, and terrible lighting can easily be gotten around.
Can your stupid iPad do that?
Can your stupid iPad do that?
11/18/2011
Rule by Castration
You'll notice for this post my nonsensical writing style has been replaced by a more expressive motivated viewpoint. Will I continue with this? Probably not, since it will destroy the essence of this blog as it becomes just my ranting space (though no one even reads this stuff anyways :P), but I do feel that I have a lot of unease when it comes to injustice in society. Or maybe my opinions are to strong, I am pretty stubborn. ANYWAYS, to the post!
Everywhere you look crime is evident. There's some punk jaywalking on a major intersection bustling with traffic. You've got douches on highways doing illegal lane changes and nearly crashing into other innocent and careful drivers. Look away from the highway and someone just littered in the gutter, adding to the giant murale of garbage that testifies to prove our self-centred and selfish natural human behaviour.
Of course RRRAI won't stand by and let this happen. We're gonna hit the largest and most influential group of the population (apart from those who enjoy Lionel Ritchie) with this one. The males. What's that? Did you just mutter "sexist"? Well, nothing you can do about it if it's the truth. Anyways, dudes have one thing and one thing only that influences their logical thinking and decision making; their junk. Their package. Their sausage. Disco stick, meat rod, whatever disgusting profane way you like to say it, there is nothing you can do to scare a dude more than threatening to lop it off.
Wanna flip some poor old lady the bird? You lose 'em. Wanna try to cheat your taxes? You lose 'em. Wanna leave your dog's poop in the park without scooping? You lose 'em. Wanna blast poorly produced rap music from some untalented artist that thinks he's the shit because he came from the ghetto? He ain't fo' real, you lose 'em.
Some may say that the severity of this punishment is beyond cruel and unjustified. All those under 21 will be exempt from said punishment, instead being sentenced to work as the one who drops the knife on the criminals. Yeah, because to an immature adolescent nothing is worse than seeming as if you're gay. The judging majority of the public will start tropes about homosexuals trying to get into the service on purpose to see some dude's wang. That's not discriminatory, stop being a whining sheltered princess. I'm not stereotyping homosexuals, i'm stereotyping those who bash them. It'll happen, just look at todays peoples attitude towards them.
Here we have the basis of one of the most practical legal systems in the world, but we've left something out. Women. How do we punish them? With the supposed radical beliefs of female empowerment and a good chunk of today's female youth saying that they don't plan to ever have children. Not like the have any 'nads to take, do they?
There is just one way to solve this. Throw 'em in jail, make 'em grow and pair, and CHOP. Problem solved. :) Hoho, I broke out of the negative aura. This post was written over the course of what I think has been 2 weeks? I've been trying to dial this back in seriousness as far as I could, but I don't know what happened, it's still coming out a bit pushy. A bit too American in style for my tastes.
Everywhere you look crime is evident. There's some punk jaywalking on a major intersection bustling with traffic. You've got douches on highways doing illegal lane changes and nearly crashing into other innocent and careful drivers. Look away from the highway and someone just littered in the gutter, adding to the giant murale of garbage that testifies to prove our self-centred and selfish natural human behaviour.
Of course RRRAI won't stand by and let this happen. We're gonna hit the largest and most influential group of the population (apart from those who enjoy Lionel Ritchie) with this one. The males. What's that? Did you just mutter "sexist"? Well, nothing you can do about it if it's the truth. Anyways, dudes have one thing and one thing only that influences their logical thinking and decision making; their junk. Their package. Their sausage. Disco stick, meat rod, whatever disgusting profane way you like to say it, there is nothing you can do to scare a dude more than threatening to lop it off.
Wanna flip some poor old lady the bird? You lose 'em. Wanna try to cheat your taxes? You lose 'em. Wanna leave your dog's poop in the park without scooping? You lose 'em. Wanna blast poorly produced rap music from some untalented artist that thinks he's the shit because he came from the ghetto? He ain't fo' real, you lose 'em.
Some may say that the severity of this punishment is beyond cruel and unjustified. All those under 21 will be exempt from said punishment, instead being sentenced to work as the one who drops the knife on the criminals. Yeah, because to an immature adolescent nothing is worse than seeming as if you're gay. The judging majority of the public will start tropes about homosexuals trying to get into the service on purpose to see some dude's wang. That's not discriminatory, stop being a whining sheltered princess. I'm not stereotyping homosexuals, i'm stereotyping those who bash them. It'll happen, just look at todays peoples attitude towards them.
Here we have the basis of one of the most practical legal systems in the world, but we've left something out. Women. How do we punish them? With the supposed radical beliefs of female empowerment and a good chunk of today's female youth saying that they don't plan to ever have children. Not like the have any 'nads to take, do they?
There is just one way to solve this. Throw 'em in jail, make 'em grow and pair, and CHOP. Problem solved. :) Hoho, I broke out of the negative aura. This post was written over the course of what I think has been 2 weeks? I've been trying to dial this back in seriousness as far as I could, but I don't know what happened, it's still coming out a bit pushy. A bit too American in style for my tastes.
11/11/2011
Special Day
Guess what today is? Not Remembrance Day, but Remembrance-of-when-people-still-gave-a-shit Day! Haha! Deadpan inappropriate humor! (Looks like another serious post)
No really, it is a bit unfortunate on how the day is overlooked these days. Anti-war activists will say it supports conflict. Today's adults probably don't even give it second thought. Yes, you've worn your poppy, but what does it mean to you? You dropped a dime into a small collection bin and pulled it out of the box, straight from the presses, off the conveyor belts. What does a minute of silence mean when no one is thinking for those who've fought? The youth of today wouldn't care, after all there is no tangible result to them.
To them. Within their lifetime they have not seen strife, nor abuse, nor devastation. They're born into a world with the numerous Human Rights charters guaranteeing their freedom (with the exception of "terrorists", damned 'mericans). Of course I haven't seen any of this myself, as I'm just a spoiled angsty teen in America (sorry, the "independent nation" of Canada).
My big problem is probably how the video game industry has started cashing in on the glamour of armed conflict when in all seriousness, and more than enough people have gone on about this, it is nothing to celebrate. To be honest, I like a bit of a quick match of fragging every now and then. But then, to me it is nothing but just a quick little fun competitive contest and nothing more (see: MLG Leagues...those guys make me sad, but I won't go on a tangent...).
To counter this problem I propose that we play a little game similar to that of wife swap. Every single able bodied child within North America is to be swapped with one in one of the numerous hot zones around the world, such as on the Sinai Peninsula, Kashmir, or the no mans land between the Koreas. They will be forced to undergo any and all of the procedures currently going on in those areas (and I assure you that it'll be a lot worse than a 1 week Xbox ban). Assault of the physical and verbal kind, deprivation of sleep, food, and basic mobility, and a very stern talking to whenever they track mud into the shack will be delivered when just. Or whenever their captors feel like it. Which might be always.
Afterwards upon their return they will no longer have anyone to bitch to about minor annoyances since they've already seen how much worse it could be. And maybe they'd even pitch in a quarter for the veterans every year.
Wait, what? No, that's silly! I didn't struggle to push this post out, it's perfectly fine...
No really, it is a bit unfortunate on how the day is overlooked these days. Anti-war activists will say it supports conflict. Today's adults probably don't even give it second thought. Yes, you've worn your poppy, but what does it mean to you? You dropped a dime into a small collection bin and pulled it out of the box, straight from the presses, off the conveyor belts. What does a minute of silence mean when no one is thinking for those who've fought? The youth of today wouldn't care, after all there is no tangible result to them.
To them. Within their lifetime they have not seen strife, nor abuse, nor devastation. They're born into a world with the numerous Human Rights charters guaranteeing their freedom (with the exception of "terrorists", damned 'mericans). Of course I haven't seen any of this myself, as I'm just a spoiled angsty teen in America (sorry, the "independent nation" of Canada).
My big problem is probably how the video game industry has started cashing in on the glamour of armed conflict when in all seriousness, and more than enough people have gone on about this, it is nothing to celebrate. To be honest, I like a bit of a quick match of fragging every now and then. But then, to me it is nothing but just a quick little fun competitive contest and nothing more (see: MLG Leagues...those guys make me sad, but I won't go on a tangent...).
To counter this problem I propose that we play a little game similar to that of wife swap. Every single able bodied child within North America is to be swapped with one in one of the numerous hot zones around the world, such as on the Sinai Peninsula, Kashmir, or the no mans land between the Koreas. They will be forced to undergo any and all of the procedures currently going on in those areas (and I assure you that it'll be a lot worse than a 1 week Xbox ban). Assault of the physical and verbal kind, deprivation of sleep, food, and basic mobility, and a very stern talking to whenever they track mud into the shack will be delivered when just. Or whenever their captors feel like it. Which might be always.
Afterwards upon their return they will no longer have anyone to bitch to about minor annoyances since they've already seen how much worse it could be. And maybe they'd even pitch in a quarter for the veterans every year.
Wait, what? No, that's silly! I didn't struggle to push this post out, it's perfectly fine...
11/04/2011
Elephant Gangster War Skaters
So far on this blog I've talked about nothing but ideas that would somehow benefit our society (though some people may disagree with a large number of them). Here I'm going to paint an image of an apocalyptic future that I think is several million times more likely than the belief that we're all going to somehow die at the end of 2012. I'm not exaggerating that figure, screw the Mayans with their supposedly all-knowing calender and Hollywood with their attempts to make a few bucks off of the hype.
You hear stories about the poor African elephants getting a hard time from poachers and hunters. But if we were to continue protecting them like we are right now, this could become our fate. Should all elephants be seen as equals to humans the world of crime would become completely indistinguishable in how ruthless it would be, once elephants are integrated into society with the rest of us humans.
Their inability to forget would make calling a hit a non-negotiable death sentence. Their strength in numbers and great teamwork skills could create some of the largest and best organized crime syndicates the world has ever seen. Their tough hides could make small arms fire useless against them. The ensuing firefights between rivals could leave dozens of human bystanders dead in the cross fire seeing that hundreds of shots would need to be fired to kill a single elephant. That and they don't have thumbs so aiming would be pretty tricky.
This idea is a joint imagining of sorts, with half coming from a good friend (Elephant Gangsters) and the other half coming from Henry (Elephant War Skaters). The apparent speed and agility of the elephant coupled with hip in-line roller skates from the late 70s could make legions of elephants near impossible to defeat. Once the elephants figure out that we're inferior as a race they would unify as a species in an all-out world war against humans where squadrons of skater elephants cavalries would sweep through neighbourhoods killing all humans in their wake. The only thing that could stop them would be explosive ordinance, rocket propelled grenades, anti tank rifles, and artillery. But of course the genius Americans would bring out the nukes seeing that their over-budgeted transparent security would fail to prevent an ultimatum of whether or not to let bombs fly on home soil.
While other warmer nations would fall one by one to the skating elephant menace, Canada would be the only surviving nation. Not because we're cold, since elephants would figure out how to knit and make sweaters for eachother. Not because the snow would slow them down either, since they would weave snowshoes for eachother too. It's because of one fact and that sole fact only: elephants don't like Jim Carrey's movies.
You hear stories about the poor African elephants getting a hard time from poachers and hunters. But if we were to continue protecting them like we are right now, this could become our fate. Should all elephants be seen as equals to humans the world of crime would become completely indistinguishable in how ruthless it would be, once elephants are integrated into society with the rest of us humans.
Their inability to forget would make calling a hit a non-negotiable death sentence. Their strength in numbers and great teamwork skills could create some of the largest and best organized crime syndicates the world has ever seen. Their tough hides could make small arms fire useless against them. The ensuing firefights between rivals could leave dozens of human bystanders dead in the cross fire seeing that hundreds of shots would need to be fired to kill a single elephant. That and they don't have thumbs so aiming would be pretty tricky.
This idea is a joint imagining of sorts, with half coming from a good friend (Elephant Gangsters) and the other half coming from Henry (Elephant War Skaters). The apparent speed and agility of the elephant coupled with hip in-line roller skates from the late 70s could make legions of elephants near impossible to defeat. Once the elephants figure out that we're inferior as a race they would unify as a species in an all-out world war against humans where squadrons of skater elephants cavalries would sweep through neighbourhoods killing all humans in their wake. The only thing that could stop them would be explosive ordinance, rocket propelled grenades, anti tank rifles, and artillery. But of course the genius Americans would bring out the nukes seeing that their over-budgeted transparent security would fail to prevent an ultimatum of whether or not to let bombs fly on home soil.
While other warmer nations would fall one by one to the skating elephant menace, Canada would be the only surviving nation. Not because we're cold, since elephants would figure out how to knit and make sweaters for eachother. Not because the snow would slow them down either, since they would weave snowshoes for eachother too. It's because of one fact and that sole fact only: elephants don't like Jim Carrey's movies.
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