Right, in the interest of not pissing about so much I bring you the all new weekly update two. There was a one, but it wasn't so advertised, and pretty much went unnoticed, even by me.
So, comedy. Slashdot had an article on blue-violet optical disks capable of storing 30Gb (and there was much rejoicing. As Cowboy Neal points out we have been hearing about these thingies for ages so a working prototype is all good. What was better was the comment from an anonymous coward:
I have always been wary about purchasing a so-called "red laser" DVD unit due to the historical ties that the color red has to Communism. Communism, as you are probably aware, resulted in hundreds of millions of death in the 20th Century. I could not, as a moral man, purchase a laser of this color. Who could sit down and watch Attack of the Clones without thoughts of the Soviet gulags distracting you?
Blue is the color of capitalism. It is also the color of patriotism and masculinity (as opposed to red, which is very close to the feminine color of pink.) It warms the heart to know that I can now watch my John Wayne collection on a moral device that is consistent with the ideals that I donned my country's uniform for in Grenada and Panama.
Aha. Amusing.
Ah, yes I have purchased a copy of PVP #1 which has begun a new life on Image Comics. Proof that the Internet can get people to buy things.
Whilst not writing, I have trolled through e2, and remembered just how funky it is. I found My plans for total world domination through becoming a latin pop sensation. It is a pretty good plan and just might work. The plan is based around the following song:
La Salsa perra
Hoye! Mi pantalones llenan con salsa! Los llenan con salsa! (x30 to a funky carribean beat)
Translated, that is:
The Salsa Slut
Listen! My pants are filled with salsa! They are filled with Salsa!
Sounds like a clear winner to me. I know any number of people that would not only be convinced that someones pants could theoretically be fileld with salsa, but also that this would be a good idea. Beware the Salsa Slut (I could not find any Salsa Slut that was not porn, so I gave up)
I bought a sleeping bag. You can see it here, I would have thought you could see it here, but Kathmandu's web page seems a little munted. (at least for sleeping bags)
ASB can have some mad props for being open seven days a week at Riccarton mall. Hurrah, no more "banks close at 4:30, and don't like the weekends, because they make us cry" crap. Banking on Sundays here I come.
According to his journal, James did not die on the way to Australia. Unfortunately according to Simon's he is.
I did some market research for some people, revolving around making SJS better. It was ok and I got vouchers a plenty. SJS it appears is going to develop some funky stuff in an attempt to give us student types a chance to work in "our fields" as opposed to retail.
On the war I have the BBC reporting on the big news (unlike James Coleman)
British forces say they have staged a raid into the southern city of Basra to destroy a large statue of Saddam Hussein.
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He said the ability of British troops to enter the city at will and destroy "representative tokens" of Saddam Hussein's regime would have sent "quite a shock" to Baathist and irregular organisations.
So, like, kick arse. They went in and they destroyed those statues. They like Mojo Jojo, "rock so hard."
Second war comment, "How much do you suck pilot?" directed at the US pilot of an A-10 Tank Killer (which kick arse) who flew two attack runs at an British convoy killing one and injuring others.
Lance Corporal of Horse Steven Gerrard, speaking from his bed on the RFA Argus in the Gulf, said: "I can command my vehicle. I can keep it from being attacked. What I have not been trained to do is look over my shoulder to see whether an American is shooting at me."
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"How come somebody who is a top-notch Thunderbolt pilot can't tell what a British tank looks like?"
MOOB! What an Arse Hat.
On Saturday, on the way to The Ring we parked (as we do) in the Big Fresh car park, and it was chocker block FULL of bogans, well perhaps boy racers is more appropriate. There were many, many cars and associated boys and girls standing around. The entire car park was packed with them. Rather odd. (updated) The film itself was pretty cool. I'm told it is the highest grossing horror ever, and if this is the case then the Horror genre is sad. I guess it is getting more difficult to scare people, but that is no excuse. The film has an interesting premise and it did keep me interested for the entire time so good work it. The top goof on IMDB is one I noticed (I doubt anyone else did), and it was very silly.
We were victorious in soccer for the second time in a row. This is a record. Raa Raa. Played second game, we not victorious. I played a third game and was also not victorious. Had some good saves, and some lame not saves. Especially lame and annoying are the ones that get between the post and I, when I feel I'm right next to it. Shouldn't happen, but seems to occur with sucky regularity.
Finally, Harl found this at the ever reliable Weekly World News, "Time-Traveler' Busted For Insider Trading":
Federal investigators have arrested an enigmatic Wall Street wiz on insider-trading charges -- and incredibly, he claims to be a time-traveler from the year 2256!
...the fact is, with an initial investment of only $800, in two weeks' time he had a portfolio valued at over $350 million. Every trade he made capitalized on unexpected business developments, which simply can't be pure luck.
Officials are quite confident the "time-traveler's" claims are bogus. Yet the SEC source admits, "No one can find any record of any Andrew Carlssin existing anywhere before December 2002."
Cool. He has a "time craft." Last night Dan and I were watching ST:TOS and they had somehow come back in time, just like in the movie. Didn't see the start so I'm not certain how they did it, but they met Gary Seven
Also watched I am Sam. The Net proved to kick arse when I was able to download a song off of the sound track - Eddie Vedder's rendition of You've Got to Hide Your Love Away. The film was not as good as I had hoped, the trailer was great, but the film somehow failed to deliver. Sean Penn did a good job. So did some of the actors that were actually disabled.
Also purchased the Fifth Element on DVD (Sara got 10 Things I Hate About You) 2 for $50. Continuing the trend of buy stuff before you have a player begun with CDs. Blah Blah Freezies.
Posted by luther at March 28, 2003 02:14 PM