Pair o' quizzes
I think I'm gonna stop being a tool and actually cite my sources again. And in this case, these quizzes came from Weblog Wannabe, just like most of my other quizzes I tell you about. That site is way nifty. :)

Are you a hit-obsessed weblogger? Eh, this test probably ain't worth taking if you don't have a site of your own with some sort of traffic-measuring mechanism. I scored a 25 out of 100:

TYPE C (HIT-CURIOUS). You do the weblog thing for yourself instead of for an audience, but you are aware that you do have an audience, small as it might be. You are often curious as to what other people find so interesting about your weblog. You check your weblog referrers every now and then just to satisfy your curiosity.

Now if only if this site had a counter, eh? :p

Curious as to which serial killer you match up best with? No? Well, neither was I, but I took it anyway. After going through a number of questions, many of which didn't have the "answer" I was looking for, I returned as Albert Fish (aka "The Grey Man"):

Albert Fish was a masochistic, pedophile obsessed with religious themes such as sin, sacrifice, and redemption through pain. It is believed that he would force his own children to beat him with a nail studded paddle until he bled. He would also stick nails underneath his finger nails, into his groin, his scrotum and his anus. He forced himself to eat feces and would stick alcohol soaked cotton balls up his anus and set them on fire.

Fish believed that God wanted him to castrate boys, which he would do over the course of many years, finally to be caught for kidnapping, murdering and eating a 10 year old girl. Fish claims to have molested over four hundred children. Police charged him with eight but suspect him on fifteen.

Kill count: unconfirmed

Dude. What the fuck? This guy had serious issues, huh? I refuse to have similarities with a shit-eating, nail-loving child fondler! That's just so wrong! *shudder*

Movin' on up
There's one of those big orange electronic construction signs outside my window. The orange-lighted text reads "CONSTR. BEGINS / MONDAY MARCH 18 / EXPECT DELAYS" on three cycling displays. The lights aren't bright, so at least it ain't keeping me up when I attempt to sleep at night.

Looks like they are getting to the final section of road in the bypass around my town. Hillsboro is the only town you have to go through traveling from Keene to Concord, and the traffic on the town's main road gets insane during rush hours, and especially in the summer.

All sorts of businesses wanna take advantage of the traffic the bypass could generate, too. Some undisclosed grocery store chain wants to move in, and there have been rumors floating around that Home Depot and WalMart may set up shop, too. Heh. And I remember ten years ago when there was only one traffic light in town. :p And 15 years ago, there were none. :p Now there's a McDonald's and a Dunkin' Donuts and all sorts of new buildings. Shit yeah, the sticks of New Hampshire are moving up in the world. Give it another 15 years and Hillsboro will be the next Silicon Valley. You just wait!

Maybe I should steal the sign later, and add it to my collection of signs I have amassed. The only thing is there's no way I'm gonna get a huge, metal, lit sign into my house. Those things aren't particularly small.

Morphing fabrics?
Someone needs to hook me up with some of that!

Nanites, ahoy!

My cat has an eating disorder.
Oh, it's true. All he does is eat and sleep and demand to be pet all the time. I guess that explains why he's pushing about 20-25 pounds. But lately, he's been... uh... "returning" his food through his "enter only" compartment. I guess he's finally realizing that he's a huge lazy bastard and he's not gonna be able to join the cheerleader squad or some shit so he's going all bulimic without inducing the gag reflex with his paw. Or, more likely, he's getting more hairballs than normal.

Pretty gross post, huh?

If you or someone you love could be suffering from an eating disorder, please seek help.

If you or someone you love is suffering from chronic hairballs, you may want to eat some grass clippings. Or you may be a lesbian, in which case... uh... bravo?

Make your own alphabet!
This is something similar to an IT class Jonny and I had called "Creativity in Human and Artificial Agents."

With a few simple steps, you can make your very own botched set of characters! Bonus points if you then make a font out of it and start using that font exclusively on everything you type from that day forth. I'm sure your friends and your boss would love it. Use it on the cover letters to your TPS reports. You did get the memo, right?

How to be a l33t h4x0r
1) Get an empty Pringles can.
2) Use it as an antenna.
3) Find insecure wireless networks.
4) Go to town.

Curious?

In the news
There's all sorts of crazy stories you can hear about when watching the news on TV, even some of which that don't involve a brutal death brought to you by FOX. It's true! For instance, you can hear about an intramural collegiate basketball team called "The Fighting Whities" on CNN. Or you can read about them by scrolling a little ways down on this page.

Ready, aim, don't fire! Yet. Let's just flaunt our nuclear superiority instead! And we wonder why other countries don't want us to develop the "missile shield," especially since America isn't really known as being pacifistic. I guess this was the next inevitable step after reading that news story about using nukes on nuke-less countries I wrote about a while back.

There's also a story somewhere (can't find it, sorry. Use Google if you are so interested) where people were thinking of creating a national holiday for (and on) September 11. I hope this isn't the case. The events of that day are not something I'd really want to "celebrate." And it's not like school kids already have December 7 off...

This sucks. "This was a very unfortunate error," Robinson said Tuesday. No shit, Sherlock. That's all I'm willing to say about this story.

Don't you just love the news?

I'm putting my pool money on the Whities, by the way.

Anyone watch The Colin Quinn Show tonight on NBC? I wonder how long it will last. It's somewhat funny, but it's way more racy than anything else on TV. I'm sure it'll piss off enough people to go the way of that Emeril sitcom.

Woohah
My ISP is pretty sketchy right now. It's hella windy today, and it's probably to blame for my frequent downtime, but I'd rather blame the ISP. Friggin' Commies.

I hope you're having good Frozen Dead Guy Days. I know I am. In fact, I celebrated by going squirrel fishing. I didn't catch any squirrels. I think this may be because their hibernating and they didn't really feel like mingling with my nuts. Or maybe they were intimidated by my nuts. *shrug* I dunno...

Meet William Shatner, the weblogger. He doesn't update too often (pretty much never), since I guess he has much less free time than Will Wheaton. Fair enough.

The X-Files is in its last ten episodes now. I hope they start making sense again, because I have no fucking clue what's going on anymore. Babies with mind control? Regenerating super soldiers that tweak out when brought to an iron quarry? What ever happened to the good old days where the Smoking Man would burn abandoned evidence of "The Project" while Krycek was being a rat bastard? Or what ever happened to the black oil? Or toxic green-blooded aliens? Or Jeremiah Smith? Or those alien dudes that have their eyes, ears and mouths sealed closed and would go around torching people with implants in their neck and eventually most of the Syndicate? Yeah, those were the days. Now, it's just a big mess while Cris Carter struggles to keep a show together that he has bee trying to put a closure to for the last few years. Hum. Oh well. The only thing left that the show has is Robert Patrick's (Doggett) "steely intensity." That might be good enough. :)