My name is Legion, for we are many...

You know who I hate? I toss around that term a lot, but there are few that I truly and unabashedly hate - and among those few, fewer still warrant my hate forever and ever for all time with no saving roll, no 'get out of jail free' card. One group who holds a special place in my hate list, a placecard on the table of hatred, where my hatred is served in heaping piles, one group who has priority access to reserved parking spots in my parking garage of hatred - door-to-door preachers. there's no other way to describe them, really. Those people, generally mormons or witnesses, who feel the need to go door-to-door to tell people how great whatever religion they subscribe to is, and they always come at the most inopportune time, and they *always* take up a few minutes of your time, even if you don't have it to spare, and you'd rather boil them in oil and step on their puppies and piss on their mothers anyway.
I hate these people.
They beg my insolence.
They dare to opine to me? To ask that I change my views and fundaments?
They hawk religion, and I will have none of it. They are deserving of nothing more than pure contempt, and they will get nothing but. Odious fools.
One thing that should work, but doesn't, is telling them "We worship in our own way". That clearly tells them that No Sir, you will have none of what they are selling, and you already have plenty anyway, so please go away, preferably back to your own home, and stay there.
I went to the store the other day, and there were young teens outside, running back and forth to people, telling them how cool god is. they came to me, and one girl asked if I personally had given any thought to accepting jesus christ as my personal savior and target of multiple blasphemous remarks when I stub my toe, and I told them "I am agnostic" and got that look you get from a a deer as you swerve to avoid turning it into deer jelly. This girl was attempting to sell me a vacuum without knowing what a broom was. I had to explain the precepts of agnosticism to someone who wanted me to convert to her religion. It took me some time to get her to understand that there is no converting someone who doesn't believe in religion. I don't know, I can't know, and I don't want to know. When I die, I'll find out what happens when you die - before then, I don't care.

As a side note, the title is a little gem from the bible. it's a quote from a man who is possessed by a legion of demons, and jesus asks the man his name, and that is his answer. The demons then beg jesus' mercy, and he allows them to go into a huge herd of pigs, which subsequently throw themselves into the ocean. I plan to use this line the next time somebody comes to my door asking if I know how cool god is. I wanna see if I can make them run. some blood and fire wouldn't hurt the effect, tho.


current music: It was "albuquerque" by weird al yankovic, then "knfe prty" by deftones, then "the downward spiral" by nine inch nails, then "stolen holiday" from the sifl & olly show, which aired on mtv for 2 seasons, and starred sock puppets. it took a while to type this one. Btw, I spelled albuquerque from memory. HAHAHA! That's like the backflip of spelling; either you can do it, or you look stupid because you are too proud to admit you can't. I still checked to see if I got it right. I don't wanna look stupid.

I wanna move to Iceland.

Purty.

I mean, yeah, sure, there are some problems with moving to Iceland. I don't speak icelandic, I can't pronounce any of the city names, I can't spell Reykjavik without looking for the name somewhere, and half the country lives there. It never really gets dark, as such, seeing as how Iceland is so close to the artic circle. Oh yeah, there's that little niggle: iceland is close to the artic circle. Let's see... I don't know much else about Iceland, I'm not keen on sheep, and oh yeah, I don't have enough money to even go visit there, much less move, and I have no way of making money once I do get there. I still wanna move to Iceland, tho.


current music: "third eye" by tool. The live version from 'salival' prying open my third eye. prying open my third eye. prying open my third eye.

I'M FULL OF TINIER MEN!


Serioiusly. I am.

current music: Well, it was "hungry hungry hippos" by anal cunt, which is this fucking bizarre thrash cover of, you guessed it, the hungry hungry hippos song, but that song is 18 seconds long, and "Ccec" by autechre came on after that. Autechre (probably pronounced Aw-teck-er, but this is a subject of some debate) are fucking genius. "Ccec" is a strange song, lots of odd disjointed beats and samples, with the main instrument being a rapper's voice, chopped up into unrecognizable segments, and apparently randomized. they make some of the most cerebral techno I've heard. you can't just sit back and let autechre play in the background, you have to take it in, intently listen to it. You really oughta at least treat yourself to the mp3's of their "peel sessions" stuff. I bought both the peel sessions cd's.

The Interna-....fuck it.

Yeah, so I called the truck guy about the international to see if I could work out a payment plan. somebody put a down payment on it today. so fuck. I don't really want to talk about it anymore. In any case, I know that if I ever start a band, i'm gonna call it The Failures. Although, as a quick search just turned up, there are already a couple bands named the Failures, as if I care.


Stuck In My Head: Oh, man... I don't even know if I should put this one up. This is one of those songs that *WILL* get into your head, just by seeing the fucking title, and it will never leave, Ever. Ever. "Iko Iko" by the Belle Stars. Yeah, you know, from Rain Man...

The International Quest: Day Three


So, I got ahold of Mark, the truck guy, and he said the truck runs, sort of. The motor needs rewired, it had a fire or something under the hood. Speaking of the hood, he has it in his workshop. The truck was driven to belize and back 2 years ago (Belize being just north of fucking panama. we're talking driving to south fucking america... I wonder how much gas that used.) And he bought it a year ago. His plans were to fix it up and possibly show it, but he can't afford it with his house payments. So I'm in like Flynn, or so I thought, until I called my mom. She says No, she won't cosign for this $2500 truck, even tho she was going to cosign for a $5500 car, and already said she'd most likely cosign for this one. My only chance now is to hope the guy will let me pay it out with him. I might turn to other family members and see if they'll cosign. Jeebus, I hate this - You can't get good credit without already having it, it seems. I really hope I can get this truck. I'm so in love with it, I talk about it like it's my girlfriend, always telling people what it looks like, where it's been, how great it is, what a pretty shade of blue it's paint is... By The Way, the truck is supposed to look generally like These do, but those are 1971s - 2 years younger than mine. She's aged gracefully. I never thought I'd love an older woman.

The International Quest, Day 2


I think calling it 'The International Quest' sounds better than 'Trying To Buy A Car', and it *is* an International...
In any case, I called my financial backer (mother) and she's gonna cosign for the loan I'll need... But.... I couldn't get ahold of the guy to see what's up with the truck. His name is Mark. I know that much, 'cuz he said it on his voice mail.


Stuck In My Head: This is a bad one - 'Witch Doctor' by David Seville. Yeah, you know, the one with the chipmunk voice singing ooo eee ooo aa aa ting tang walla walla bing bang....

It was THIIIIIIIIIIIIS Big


So, I'm out taking pictures today, and I come across This. I want. it's a 1969 International Travelall 1200. Essntially, this behemoth is a Scout, with the Travelall package from a company that worked with International. The Travelall package is mostly body stuff, but Stageway coachbuilders took it and made it into a freakshow. It's for sale, for 2500 bucks, and tomorrow I'ma go try to get it. Yay. I'll post here either way. That thing, by the way, has 5 bench seats, with room enough in the back area for 2 more. It's a biggun.

HOT NEW FEATURE! NOW WITH PECANS!


yeah, so nevermind the title. I decided to add yet another new nifty thingy to my weblog posts: Stuck In My Head. I'll have the current music I'm listening to, and if some random song gets stuck in my head, I'll go download it and link to it here. Teeheehee. Yes, I am fully aware that this violates copyright laws, but I don't actually care. I looked around, I did, honestly, for my "caring about those worthless idiotic artist-denying record-company-fatcat-empowering cashcow copyright laws" gland, but it seems it's all withered up and dried out. Now, I'm not one of those people who has vowed to never ever buy another game or movie or cd again as some kind of protest - I've spent over a hundred bucks on stuff like that in the last couple weeks. but if I want the theme from 'I dream of Jeannie' I'm by god not going to go out and buy some tv themes cd. In any case, here ya go- I've already done it, but now it's official and stuff:

current music: bile's cover of 'My Generation', which is highly recommended by like, me, and I'm the authority on me, so go get it.

Stuck In My Head: It's The theme from 'I dream of Jeannie', and 'Sunglasses at Night' by Corey Hart. Yeah, my internal jukebox is a sick fuck.

Oops.

I keep forgetting to list the music I'm listening to. I wasn't actually listening to any music when I posted just now, but I fired up 'purity' by slipknot just now, so I guess that counts.
Although, I will tel you what song just started playing in my cruel cruel internal jukebox...

current music in my head: michael mcdonald 'I keep forgetting' There, now it'll be in your head, too. Hahahahaha.
By the way, the music from this song was used in a more recent song: 'regulators' by nate dogg and warren g. they managed to make it sound like some kind of tough guy music, rather than the lame crapfest it is now.

Quick link

THESE THINGS kick ass. It's a radio controlled car, about the size of a standard hot-wheels. Seriously tiny. And it's full-function, meaning you can go foreward and backward, and turn left and right while going foreward or backward. it takes like 45 seconds for mine to charge, and I can run it for 5-10 minutes. I've driven mine around on a table at the booth in the restaurant I was at. I drove it on my desk, and I mean actually drove it around, like around obstacles and stuff. it's tiny, manuverable, and cheap (mine was less than 20 bucks), and oh yeah, you can mod the hell out of them. the link I gave you links to pages where people added a 2nd battery, custom wheels, new bodies, all kinds of things. Check it out.

What's a ute?


I've been playing a lot of Unreal Tournament 2003, since I recently built das uber computer, Pictured here. (and yes, the window makes it faster) I played the leaked playable alpha craptastic thing, and it pretty much sucked. Then i played the demo, and it was great, but y'know, I wanted more. So I bought it, and man, I'm impressed. Just like when the first Unreal Tournament came out, this game has awesome and diverse maps with great flow, great weapons, great music, and it's just all around great. And now it even has interesting characters. Mine's a demon, I think. He's a nasty fellow, always talking about eating souls and crushing the weak, but he's all spiky, and spiky means cool. uh, Anyway, go buy this game. It's like, great. I'd be a good game reviewer (This game is great! This game is crap!)


current music: Some system of a down. it was "Chop Suey!" while typing most of this, and now it's "know", off their first album.

Hello?

The damned phone has rang like 77 times since I woke up. I don't answer it, or even bother looking at the caller id, because 99% of the calls we get here are for my roomate's business. he sells and repairs computers. so like, 76 of those calls are more than likely for him, and the other one isn't for me anyway. But this is slowly making me crazy. I can hear the phone, I know it's ringing, and I get that "go get the phone" urge we all get when a phone rings. But I've got no reason to answer it, and if i did, I'd wind up with a stack of messages to pass on, so to hell with that. It's just making me crazy, is all. CRAZY, I TELLS YA!


current music: Uh, it's called "ping pong" and it's by spacetime continuum. Part of a mp3 downloading burst I had a while back where I got like, all the techno I could find. I'ma change it to some rock or something when this song's over, tho.

cockbite

Also, I'd like to mention that this one guy who used to work with me now works at radio shack. He was what you call actively lazy. He worked hard at avoiding work, often working harder than he would have if he had just done what he was supposed to. man, that was confusing... Here, look at the monkey, Look at the monkey!

Radio Shack Belgium: You've got questions, We've got Antwerp.

So right now I'm using a blogger client. I've made every single everloving post to this thing using the web interface for blogger.com. Granted, that interface is neat, and it works quite well, but this program (blogBuddy, available HERE) is actually a window program that lets me just post whenever. It somehow manages to make blogger *more* convienient. This post is mostly just to check out the functionality of said program, and because that radio shack thing popped in my head. That makes like 3 or 4 I've had on here. Oh yeah, I also want to do something new. I saw how livejournal has a 'current music' thing, but you gotta pay for livejournal, or be invited to it, so fuck that. Besides, I've been at this for over 2 years now, I ain't moving.

current music: Moby - "Honey", although my whole playlist is half moby and half daft punk, and I had slipknot's "(sic)" in between, which just scared me half to death after hearing a bunch of daft punk.

Good God, man, I just want the player!

So, I download a .rm file of some weird radio controlled car. The car has another, smaller car that can drive in and out of the ass end of the larger one. The site offers a video of this. So I download, and discover I have not yet installed a player for real media files. I bring up real.com, and that one vein in my forehead bulges out, and I start developing a headache, because I know I'm going to be here a while. See, real.com likes to rearrange their site every once in a while, and while they do offer a free player, they make absolutely ZERO mention of it ANYWHERE and their ENTIRE FUCKING WEBSITE. You have to go pretend like you're going ot pay them 20 bucks for the plus player, and there, in a low-contrast colored button, about the size of an inch of pencil, is the button for the *shhhhh*..... (whispers) free player. Of course, clicking on the *shhhhh* (whispers again) free player leads you to a page showing you how great the 20 dollar one is, and off to the right is this (much smaller) pane saying you can get this other player with a lot less features that isn't anywhere near as good as our other player but it's free so download that one if you want to be dissapointed by a crappy player. And of course, the download is managed by a stupid download manager that nobody uses, but you still have to use it at least to get the real player. Oh yeah, and the free player has big ads everywhere, and an "important announcement" bar that pops up once in a while, regardless of whether you told it to show or not, advertising the 20 dollar player....


You know what I want? I want to play that .rm file. that's it. I want to be able to play real media files. I don't want it to manage my mp3s or play my cds or burn cds or act as a browser or play any movie type besides real, and I don't want to create or edit real media files. I want to play them. period. Where's *that* player? Please, for the love of god, somebody write a <1 meg program that *only* plays real media files.