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[11/09/2001]
I was reading the Nov. issue of Wired magazine. There was a very interesting article about how cell phone companies in Japan and Europe use your cell phone to track where you are at all times. This allows real-time map on your cell phone display amongst other things. The possibilites are vast. There's even a cell phone war game you can participate in. If an enemy is nearby, your phone beeps. You can then use it to "shoot" the other player. Very weird.

Anyway, so today I'm driving back to work from lunch, late as usual. For some freakin' reason, all the bad/slow drivers seem to appear in droves when you're in a rush to get somewhere. I was wondering why, then it hits me..... They're tracking my cell phone, and are doing it on purpose to piss me off.

....I'm on to them. I am.

[11/08/2001]
You hear it in the news all the time. About the disgruntle worker who snaps and shoots half the office. Or the kid in school, who's had enough of people yanking his chain, and finally does Doom, real-time.

Today, I came close. Don't push my buttons in the morning. The last thing I need is a freakin' lady telling me I can't park there because it's blocking her precious window view.

Okay, slow down. Lemme set it up.

So I'm late for work this morning, and our precious parking lot had no more spots. Great, normally when this happens, I find a creative way to stick my car in a spot. But today, it was not to be. I guess either I ran out of creative juice, or the parking lot was really jammed. Regardless, I headed over to an adjacent parking lot.

There's this spot see, which in my opinion is the perfect place to park. First, there's no "No Parking" sign along the wall. Second, it's relatively close to the Company's entrance, which means I don't have to hike 10 miles to get to work. Third, people have been parking there for like the last 3 years. So when in Rome....



Anyway, I too have been parking there for the last little bit, it's not hurting nobody right? At least I didn't think so, until I shut off my engine and started walking away.

Then I hear a *Clink clink clink*, as if someone is tapping on the window. I go turn around, but I don't see anyone. *Clink clink clink* again and this time I see the blinds move. Lady pokes her stupid head through and mouths, "You can't park there."

I quickly look around. No sign saying no parking. No doors for delivery in the way. I'm not hindering traffic. I'm not blocking snow/fire/emergency routes. The ONLY reason I can think of, is that it's blocking her view, because that's where she sits, and wants to see the pretty cars parked across the lot?! I dunno. Lady, don't bother me and I won't bother you....

So I raise my hands and shrug my shoulder, as to say "Why the freak not?" But she's got no reply, only gesturing for me to move it. My anger begins a slow boil.

I get into my car, muttering under my breath, not really cursing, but upset nonetheless. I start my engine, and then I can see her smuggly curling her arms, and nodding to her co-worker, who's also got that chesire cat grin you get when you just told someone the business.

And that's when I got bonkers. I whack it into first, dump the clutch, floor the gas, and yank the handbrake, so that my car fishtails a u-turn. I then put down my handbrake, and drag-race launch (Ride the clutch while flooring the gas) out of the parking lot. My tires are screaming, my traction light is flashing, the whole bit. I'm screaming at the top of my lungs, "Witch!"

Parking far away, I had to walk back by the window. In my younger days, I would have kicked or punched the glass. I even thought of tapping the glass like her, and then flipping the bird. But I'm old now, and much too weary to fool around like that. But I really, REALLY wanted to.

....my whole day is ruined, my mood is blacker than black and all because of a nosy witch spelled with a captial B.

[11/05/2001]
I just thought of this, and it's like.... nifty

I've lost my sense of humour long ago, I'm now using irony and sarcasm as a poor substitute.

...hey I thought it was nifty.

Life is strange and then you die. But before that, a lot of weird stuff happens, and you just either enjoy it or not. I do. Lots.

So I'm surfing my buddy Madcanadian's page, and afterwards decide to hit his little wanker buddy Shy. I mean, I wouldn't have thought of hitting Shy's page, except everytime I remember Madguy, I think of Shy. I guess in my mind they go together like peanut butter and jelly, except the peanut butter is that healthy-stick-to-your-anus-tasting-kinda-way, and the jelly is stale-orange-in-a-can marmalade. Anyway, on one of her older entries about bumping into people she knows 10.29.01, she's got a link to the bio page of mixednutstv.

Being a little bored (waiting for the 'Pewter to finish doing what I tell it to do), I decided to briefly glance at all the people listed. What do you know?? I spot a friend from back in high school. Vivian Hor. Damn, oy nutta'! How freaky is that?

There's no privacy in this electronic world. You can't escape the clutches of weird friends from strange days.

....And sometimes, you wish you'd die sooner, than be any more embarassed.

I took this picture a little while back when I first got my digcam.

So I'm looking at this pic right, and I'm thinking to myself. Okay, so the sales people at the shop should be fairly normal too. (That is to say, they are slightly overweight, but not obese, much like the picture. Then I happened to have walked by the store.

To my surprise (pleasant surprise I might add... hehe), the girls were all like skinny and beautiful. There was this particular Asian girl, who was tall, curvy, and lean. Much like errr... one of the 8 runway models the ad is referring to. How odd that even the store which advocates normalcy has stocked their stores with beautiful sales people.

Moreover, if people who are slightly overweight should be so comfortable with their body? Why isn't the picture taken with a real person, but instead is just using a plastic doll/cartoon characher?? Maybe because people who are overweight don't want to be seen on a 4 storey-tall billboard showing their every imperfection? Or worse, we as the general public would rather NOT see a fat person plastered on a wall that spans our view.....

That's not a knock on anyone, it's just ironic that even the Body Shop does not practice what they preach.

....No I didn't get a shot of the girl, didn't think it would have been too prudent.


[11/04/2001]
I saw Monster's Inc on Friday, and incidently caught the Star Wars episode 2 teaser. It's not a trailer, in that the teaser is oh so very short, but it's definitely got me lusting for more. I'm not an extremely huge SW nut, but the hype got to me. I was pretty disappointed w/ Ep.1, as is most of the movie public. But I refused to buy into the hype then. I will have to steel myself against the next tidal wave of propaganda.

The next movie I'm dying to see must be the Lord of the Rings. It has been a great many years since I've read the book. I believe I started reading the first book in Gr. 7, kinda unsure, but I know I read the whole series once. Anyway, that's one movie I want to watch when it opens. The problem is that what I've seen so far of the movie hasn't been spectacular. Now, maybe because I'm such a jaded viewer when it comes to the cinema, I'll just have to wait and find out.

....slept through most of Sunday afternoon.



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