Friday, September 29, 2006

Respect to the Runner

One of the funniest commercials out there - and being a runner I really like it.

Wednesday, September 27, 2006

collecting donations

I kind of want to go down to OU/TX weekend in Dallas in two weeks to get out of Oklahoma for a bit - however I got almost 0 pesos to go play with. I have already been offered free lodging by Jeff and Betsy. I am open to cash, checks, food or drink donations.

Friday, September 22, 2006


I have resisted the dumb craze of getting a MySpace page, and am sometimes a little upset I joined facebook (although it would be easy for me to cancel the acount if I wanted). Anyway, great article by PC World on the Top 25 Worst Websites - MySpace was rated the worst site on the web! Ha!


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Yes, we know. With more than 90 million users, MySpace is now more popular than Elvis, "American Idol," and ice cream. But the Web's most visited destination is also its most poorly designed and counterproductive.

The ease with which anyone of any age can create a page, upload photos, share deeply personal details of their lives, and make new "friends" quickly turned MySpace into a one-stop shopping mall for online predators. That in turn has made the site an easy target for politicians who pander for votes by playing on parental fears. In an era when the basic tenets of the Net are under attack by both Ma Bell and Uncle Sam, MySpace is a headache we don't need.

But let's put all that aside for a moment. Graphically, many MySpace pages look like a teenager's bedroom after a tornado--a swirl of clashing backgrounds, boxes stacked inside other boxes, massive photos, and sonic disturbance. Try loading a few of those pages at once and watch what happens to your CPU. Watch out for spyware, too, since it turns out that MySpace has become a popular distribution vector for drive-by downloads and other exploits. And in a place where "U are soooooooo hot!!!" passes for wit, MySpace isn't doing much to elevate the level of social discourse.

In response to a public backlash and some well-publicized lawsuits, MySpace has begun modifying its policies--for example, limiting adults' ability to contact minors. That's hardly enough. Requiring some kind of authentication from MySpacers--or their parents--to validate their ages and identities would go a long way toward scaring off the creeps and making the site a kinder, gentler social network.

Is MySpace totally bad? Not at all. Are we old farts? Yeah, probably. But the Web's most popular site needs a serious security reboot. And probably a makeover. Until then, MySpace won't ever be OurSpace.

Thursday, September 21, 2006


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Monday, September 18, 2006

Crap - seriously...well almost

There I was in my Ad Media class this morning, minding my own business in the last row. Trying to look alert when in the back of my mind I would obviously rather be in bed. Then it hit me. A gurgle, churn, and slight boil in my stomach. I could feel it coming on. A fart. Not just a fart, but a flatulence with a vengence. Based on my diet from the weekend (20oz steak, chicken, mashed potatoes, spinach, cinnamon-apple desert type thing, bananas, numerous alcoholic beverages, and a huge bag of jelly-beans) I could tell this would be more than a normal fart.

But what was I to do? I certainly couldn't hold it in - I would start to blow up like the little boy in Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory. Yet, if I let it out I would, without a doubt, clear the back row - if not the whole room. I haven't been put in a position where such a hard decision had to be made in a long time.

My solution? The one-cheek-sneak. A simple manuever where I would slightly and discreetly lift my left cheeck off the chair and slowly let the mass of methane make its way into the air - hopefully not smelling, or getting blamed on the blonde chick sitting next to me.

Time to execute....cheeck up...a little abdominal push...and...crap. Well almost. I was about 1 millimeter away from letting out a shart. Yeah, would've sucked. Luckily, my butt muscles rival those of a sculpted Mr. Universe so I was quickly able to recover - and though no mass actually escaped, I do think a tiny amount of liquid did. Things could have been a lot worse.

The smell was rancid, but class let out shortly thereafter and I don't think many people noticed...and if they did, they would have obviously thought it to be the blonde next to me.

Whew. Escaped a close one. I am still alive to tell the tale, and I think I learned from my experience - don't EVER mix spinach, cognac, and jelly beans. It's a recipe for disaster.

Wednesday, September 13, 2006

Random Things

  • At the University of Northern Colorado the backup punter has been accused of stabbing the first string punter in the leg - even better, it was his kicking leg! It probably sounded like a sure fire way to get to be the starter at the time, but it backfired. He was arrested, suspended from the school and team, and kicked out of his dorm room.
  • I read a real good book by Steve Berry over the past three days called, "The Third Secret". It was very interesting in the plot, and how it unfolded. It was basically about a peasent who saw an abirration of the Virgin Mary and she told the peasent girl all sorts of things that God actually condoned that had been strictly forbidden by the Roman Catholic Church: gay marriage was ok, birth control was ok, women in the priesthood was ok, etc. Of course there was a massive cover-up, but one who wanted to let the world know, etc, etc. Very interesting and a fast read - I finished in a little over two days. Check it out.
  • Great weekend of college football ahead - 7 games with ranked teams playing each other. I'm obviously rooting for TCU and OU in their respective games, and I just want the other ones to be good nail biters.
  • I gave in and bought a coffee maker today. I don't particularly like coffee that much, but I really need a pick-me-up in the morning sometimes. I hope this does the trick.
  • This semester is going to be more involved than I thought - not necessarily hard, but a lot of work to be done.
  • I have a job interview tomorrow for a part-time job. Not the best thing in the world, but it will give me a chance to save a little money. I hate being poor.
  • I've really been into this show called MythBusters lately on the discovery channel. I'm watching it right now actually.
  • Not much else...been leading somewhat of a boring life lately. Oh well.

Sunday, September 10, 2006

Football Season is Upon Us

College football season is in its second week, and the NFL kicks off today. I will enjoy the next few months worth of weekends.

Monday, September 04, 2006

sippin on "yac"

been drinkin some cognac the past few nights - a lot tonight. this stuff might not be the best drink around - but chilled with some ice it really is pretty good. i'm impressed.


Steve "The Crocodile Hunter" Irwin tragically passed away this weekend. From what I have read he was swimming with some stingrays for another T.V. show and got a stinger through the heart. Bummer. I really liked his show, and besides "Crocodile Dundee" I think he was the most famous Aussy ever.

It sucks that he had to die, but at least he did it in a way I think he would have wanted. Seriously, I think he would have hated just dying of old age.



Ok, I am a little upset. So upset, it drove me to get really freakin drunk. I am not going to reveal the name of the person at which I am upset, but for the heck of things let's call him Wayne. Before I get into anything personal, have you ever known anyone who in any kind of argument or little spat decides to bring up everything from the past decade that would be negative and involves you?

So Wayne and myself were in a little bit of a conversation. I asked him a question - nothing major, but you will not find out the details - and all of a sudden he decides to bring up shit from the past 15+ years.

I don't get people like this. You start talking about something like money, and all of a sudden a person is like, "remember 6 years ago when you borrowed $5 from me and you never repayed me? Yeah, fuck you." Or another example, "how about that one time you said you would help me out, and you never did - yeah it was 14 years ago, but still...."

None of those examples have anything to do with this specific instance, but you know the type of person I am talking about. Those people who when they can't find anything to say to you decide to bring up shit from the past that everyone else has forgotten about. I hate those people.