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Saturday, March 29, 2003

Well I watched Bowling for Columbine, directed by Michael Moore. A more muddled, stumbling, directionless, confused documentary I can not recall ever seeing. Of course it won an Oscar.

I had a big ranting rave written about what a fag Michael Moore is, but then I realized he isn't really worth getting all upset about. That movie was not very good. Michael Moore is not very remarkable. He's going to make more "highly controversial" movies, and he's going to pretend like it's hard to have a different opinion and tell people about it, and like it's a revolutionary act being a dickhead in search of "the truth". Oh well. Just another act in that big stupid circus we call hollywood. I sure don't give a fuck.


Friday, March 28, 2003
Alrighty... what's new in Sarah-land. I scheduled my Sun Certified System Administrator for Solaris 8 Part I test for 12:45 on Monday. I'm pretty excited about that. It'd be great to have something like that to put on my resume instead of all the crap I have on there now. It's like that Sarah Mclachlan song,"Building... a re-su-me..."


Other good news from my front (hee hee)... I guess in a month I'll be driving my brothers car as my own. He's going to sell it to my parents, and then he'll be able to buy the SUV/truck he's been wanting and he won't owe my mom money any more. All in all I am very lucky to have such a nice brother who has such a nice car (by comparison). I suppose some day in the future I'm going to owe a lot of people a lot of money. Whee!

Screen capturing from Windows Media Player
Found something out today as I was trying to take a screenshot of the scene from an episode of the Simpsons pictured to the right. I tried to take a screenshot using print screen in Windows Media Player, but all I got was this shifty black box, the picture wouldn't keep and wouldn't copy. I thought it was a copyright protection thing, but I was apparenlty wrong. I came across someone elses blog that had a good explanation and workaround for this problem. Here's what a fellow blog-guy had to say about it: (we'll find out how fellow if he tracks me down and whines about me quoting him without asking)

Everythings coming up Milhouse!
Richy of "Richy's Random Ramblings" blames the problem on hardware acceleration.

"The technical reason for this is because they are using "Hardware Acceleration" to overlay the movie - this is just a geeky way of saying the movie is being played in front of everything else on the screen (as it's faster that way). Of course, it's so far in front (try and forget the screen is 2 dimensional ), that the print screen trick won't work. So how do you get the images?

Well, you've just got to disable hardware acceleration. Have you got a screwdriver handy? How about a soldering iron? You haven't? Not to worry, you can disable hardware acceleration without even having to reboot - and it's just as simple to re-enable afterwards.


Windows Media Player 6
Load WMP (Windows Media Player) and click on the "View" menu and select "Options". Then just slide the "Hardware Acceleration slider" to None. To re-enable, just slide it back again.

Windows Media Player 7 and 8
Load WMP and click on the "Tools" menu and select "Options". Select the "Performance" tab and slide the "Video acceleration" down to None. To re-set, just slide it back again (told you it was simple).

Real Player
Load Real Player and select the "View" menu and then "Preferences". Click on the "Performance" tab and at the bottom it'll say "Video card compatibility". Remove the tick from the "Use optimized video display box". I'll leave you to figure out how to turn it back on.

Winamp 3
Load WinAmp, right click on one of the windows and select "Options" and then "Preferences". Click on "Video" and remove the tick from "Allow video overlay". I had to re-start Winamp before this worked, but that could just be my setup."

Thank you to Richy "web developer, PHP, Javascript and Perl coder, Search Engine Optimiser and general internet type person".


Sunday, March 23, 2003

Fun with Dan and Dan's new cam!


It was a nerd's party, and everyone was invited. But noone came.

I may take "before" screenshots of what the screensavers looked like without all the long exposure time or whatever. Or I may not. We also took a panoramic picture of my bedroom which you can see here: myroom.gif (Dan sold separately). There's a few tears in the fibers of reality to be seen there but for the most part that is an accurate representation of how my room looked last night. We tried to make it look like Dan's head got cut off but we failed. However, let it be known that Dan's camera is still really neat!


Thursday, March 20, 2003
I guess we're at war with Iraq. We opened the war with some bombing of Baghdad from U.S. & British warships and using Stealth Bombers flying over. We have all these cameras set up in Baghdad I guess... that's really convenient. An Apache chopper went down after taking fire, but noone died, and they were able to take off again. I'm really impressed anyone can survive falling out of the sky in a craft that's all about bigass spinning blades, and can take off again. They also found some poison in a subway in Paris. Which noone outside of Paris really minds. What I think is really funny is that they keep dropping leaflets telling Iraqi people to give up and go peacefully. I mean if you're at war, it's just got to be really insulting if you're serious at all that you have these guys flying over all the time dropping leaflets on your head. But it sounds like a lot of Iraqi military personnel are actually giving up. So that's nice of them. I want my kids to read all my little wartime analysis here when I'm older so they'll know what a moron I am. Wish my parents would've had a blog during Vietnam.
On other things... I had the weirdest dream. I don't remember it all. I was in this room with a few different people. For a moment I was a girl with a big poofy dress. I was looking at these shoes that I wanted to put on because I was sitting on the floor barefoot. They were pretty... really tall and girly with "switch" written on them. Then I was watching this other guy, but I was thinking that I was that guy even though I could see myself from the outside. I was Spiderman, but noone knew. We all started watching a movie sort of, except that it was real. It was like if you could split reality, and have us in a theater, but then on the other side of this invisible line you could splice in the actual reality where there was a girl and some other people in a clear body of water. We were looking at her underwater straight on. She was a chubby cheeked little asian girl that had this plan, but somehow it seemed like my plan too. She drank a bunch of red kool aid that they used to sell in those plastic squeeze bottles, and she spit it out all over in the water so the water turned kind of pinkish and then she lit a lighter and it all blew up but she didn't get hurt. It made a big flare though. That's pretty much all I remember.

I got new speakers today... computer ones to make up for the loss of my tuner. They are nice and sound good. And I am happy.


Thursday, March 20, 2003
Mother Nature was no friend of mine. We'd had bad blood for many years as she continually made me regularly uncomfortable. We used to get along when I was young. I remember I didn't used to mind her swift mood changes and angry spells. When there was snow, I'd go play in it. When there was heat, I'd play in the sprinklers. I had no quarrels with her. But at some point I got too old for those things I guess, and I started to resent Mother Nature for the weather she'd send. It got to the point where I was unhappy with the weather at least for half of the year, 2 of four seasons. And it looked like me and Mother Nature would never get along again.
But this week everything changed for me and Mother Nature. She sent me the most wonderful gift, 2 1/2 feet of snow. Normally I'm pretty ungrateful when she sends me snow, we see it all the time here anyhow, and it never amounts to much. But she's never sent me snow like this before. I've never seen so much. And it's caused me to miss 3 days of school, making my spring vacation extra long and nice. It was just awfully nice of her. Perhaps tomorrow my town will flood, and my car will wash away, and my house will sink into the mud. But for today, Mother Nature has done something nice for me.

So thank you Mother Nature, thank you. I'm sorry we haven't got along in so long. I'll try to be more understanding of your moods. And maybe you in turn will try to give me some nice warm rainy days. Either way, we will learn to get along. Until I can move away.

Monday, March 17, 2003
Well, it's an interesting time to be alive anyway. President Bush gave a speech tonight setting an ultimatum on Saddam Hussein and sons. They have 48 hours to leave Iraq, or suffer the wrath of the United States of America. They raised the terror alert here to orange again. History is being made. And I'm off to school.


Monday, March 17, 2003

'Tis Saint Patrick's Day, an 'twill be a faine woon at thaut. I'm Irish I suppose. My mother says that since I don't like cabbage that it cancels out my Irish. I figure if I drink enough though, I'll be back in the positives again.

Mark your calendars folks... another obnoxious, over-marketted, overrated holiday goes by. "Take Stock". Then return to your pathetic meaningless repetitive lives till the next holiday rolls around and you're entitled to get all sloppy drunk for a reason other than that you're an alcoholic.




Friday, March 14, 2003
I'm boycotting women's deodorant. Note the "womens" part... not all deodorant. I'm pissed though. All women's deodorant makers are blatant liars. See, everyone lies to some extent in advertising I think. You could maybe even say they don't LIE, but they exagerrate and probably aren't entirely truthful. But then you have womens deodorant commercials. This is what Secret's page has to say about their new deodorant, which is just a big fat lie. "Use the strongest form of anti-perspirant. Secret Platinum Protection is the strongest form of protection available without a prescription. Nothing is stronger. New Secret Platinum Protection absorbs like a lotion to work beneath the surface of the skin to help prevent odor and wetness before they start."
That's just ridiculous for starters. But then on top of that you have the commercials with the girls testifying that it won't leave the fucking armpits of all your shirts white. I mean, guys deodorant doesn't do that, that'd be fucking silly. But for girls deodorant, it's actually expected. Because somehow the difference in the chemistry of a girl versus a guy is SO complex, that they CAN'T MAKE deodorant that is both a gel and DOESN'T leave white everywhere. They make it sound like fucking rocket science. But oh, we can send men up into the atmosphere and beyond, out into fucking space, where there is no air and no gravity, through this horrible fucking heat, into this horrible fucking cold, where they can LIVE for A LONG TIME until they have to come back down again. Then they can LAND a craft travelling at Mach fucking 5 billion or whatever, they can land that, and live to tell about how they actually have been OUTSIDE the WORLD. We can DO all this, but we can't make womens deodorant that doesn't turn the armpits of all your shirts white. It's just impossible. That is asking too much. We can do it for men, but women are SUCH A FUCKING MYSTERY physiologically that it simply can't be done. So we have to lie about it and make false promises and such. Well I'm done buying into their little bullshit pipe dream shenanigans, they can KISS MY ASS. Yep that should about finish my rant on the scintillating topic of women's deodorant.


Wednesday, March 12, 2003

I think I saw a prarie dog die today. It was so tragic a scene for something you just see for a second driving down the road. This prarie dog was running across the street from the middle to the sidewalk, so I slowed down to make sure he wasn't going to dash back out. I could see a little friend of his watching from the sidewalk. Then when he got to the sidewalk he laid down, which I thought was weird cuz I don't know if I've ever seen a prarie dog lay down like that. So I looked at him, and I realized he had laid down on his side and he wasn't moving. His little friend was just looking at him from about a foot away. It was just a weird surreal little scene that must've lasted all of 10 seconds. But I am sad.

It reminded me of when I was a kid. I used to save up all my allowance money to donate to charities that helped animals. They'd sent me a flyer with a picture of a starving dog on the front and I'd cry and cry and send them all the money I had saved to help that dog (probably grand totalled to about $20). I guess I'm just a real sucker for animals. I don't get shaken up by pictures of starving kids in Somalia or wherever, but show me a hungry puppy or a dying prarie dog and you've traumatized me for life.



Wednesday, March 12, 2003

Sometimes you just need to make silly pictures to remind yourself what it's all about.
It being life, and what it's all about is being silly.



Monday, March 10, 2003
Now this is the kind of response ya like to get to your emails:

Text Analysis Results

This report describes the search expressions found in this message.

Scenarios/Incoming/Profanity found the following search expressions in '0.1.0':
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The phrase 'sex?*' matched 'sex' at location 95,102,161,310,313,387,1327,1433,1434.
The phrase 'bitch' was found at the location(s): 310.

Scenarios/Incoming/Spam found the following search expressions in '0.1.0':
The phrase 'adult' was found at the location(s): 865.
The phrase 'at home' was found at the location(s): 1291.
The phrase 'extraordinary' was found at the location(s): 675.
The phrase 'free' was found at the location(s):
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The phrase 'how to' was found at the location(s): 523,756,807,819,1276,1323.
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The phrase 'learn the' was found at the location(s): 717.
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The phrase 'marketing tools' was found at the location(s): 341.
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The phrase 'pictures' was found at the location(s): 85,951,1126.
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Monday, March 10, 2003

A viewer contribution from Dan (who will not be rewarded in any way and it will not make him famous)

From Despair.com - home to all sorts of good demotivational crap.


Friday, March 07, 2003

There should be some kind of fantasy camp for people that wish they could be chased and shot at and kidnapped and whatnot so they could escape from their captors. People like me. Every time I see some show with some girl tied up, some movie with the kid running down the hall trying to think of a way to escape, whatever, I always wish that was me cuz I'm so sure I'd be smarter than them and I'd find some really clever way to escape like McGuyver and a really brutal way to punish my captors, but not kill them, because then that'd make me the bad guy (girl).

There should be a fantasy camp for this. Where you can pay, and some random day some thug will be waiting for you in your house and he'll just grab you and tie you up and throw you in a trunk and take you somewhere. Maybe if you're lucky he'll slap you around a bit and rough you up, but he won't knock any teeth out or anything. He'll take you to some hole or wherever, then your whole mission will be to learn as much as you can about your captor and escape to tell the world! The captors could be played by people that want to live dangerously and skirt the law a little, but that don't really want to make a full commitment to being a criminal and risk going to jail. Maybe if you couldn't escape in such and such amount of time, someone would save your ass and you'd take a break and they'd teach you some survival skills like how to disable someone with a pinecone or whatnot. Then maybe while you were doing all that, someone would find you and chase you around and all that. There's a lot of good stuff that could happen, an infinite number of situations you could be in varying according to difficulty.

It'd be just like a James Bond game without all the gadgets, and extra lives. Speaking of gadgets... they should have secret agent spy camp too! You can never have enough camps. I hope some day someone uses this idea. Who couldn't use a little awareness training? Even if they skipped all the actual experience. That'd just be COOL. Plus it'd humble those idiots like me that think they're smarter than everyone and they'd always do everything smart in a chaotic situation under all this stress.


Monday, March 03, 2003

End the Income Tax- Pass the Liberty Amendment

"HON. RON PAUL OF TEXAS
IN THE HOUSE OF REPRESENTATIVES
January 30, 2003

End the Income Tax- Pass the Liberty Amendment

Mr. Speaker, I am pleased to introduce the Liberty Amendment, which repeals the 16th Amendment, thus paving the way for real change in the way government collects and spends the people’s hard-earned money. The Liberty Amendment also explicitly forbids the federal government from performing any action not explicitly authorized by the United States Constitution.

The 16th Amendment gives the federal government a direct claim on the lives of American citizens by enabling Congress to levy a direct income tax on individuals. Until the passage of the 16th amendment, the Supreme Court had consistently held that Congress had no power to impose an income tax.

Income taxes are responsible for the transformation of the federal government from one of limited powers into a vast leviathan whose tentacles reach into almost every aspect of American life. Thanks to the income tax, today the federal government routinely invades our privacy, and penalizes our every endeavor.

The Founding Fathers realized that “the power to tax is the power to destroy,” which is why they did not give the federal government the power to impose an income tax. Needless to say, the Founders would be horrified to know that Americans today give more than a third of their income to the federal government.

Income taxes not only diminish liberty, they retard economic growth by discouraging work and production. Our current tax system also forces Americans to waste valuable time and money on complacence with an ever-more complex tax code. The increased interest in flat-tax and national sales tax proposals, as well as the increasing number of small businesses that questioning the Internal Revenue Service’s (IRS) “withholding” system provides further proof that America is tired of the labyrinthine tax code. Americans are also increasingly fed up with an IRS that continues to ride roughshod over their civil liberties, despite recent “pro-taxpayer” reforms.

Mr. Speaker, America survived and prospered for 140 years without an income tax, and with a federal government that generally adhered to strictly constitutional functions, operating with modest excise revenues. The income tax opened the door to the era (and errors) of Big Government. I hope my colleagues will help close that door by cosponsoring the Liberty Amendment."

Source: www.house.gov/paul/congrec/congrec2003/cr013003c.htm
Ron Paul's website: www.house.gov/paul


Saturday, March 1, 2003

Well it's March kids. Spring should be hitting here in no time... only a few more months to go now! Then we have dry dry heat to look forward to. Wildfires and draught for all! It's just like paradise. I remember in elementary school March was a really fun month at least. Cuz you could ask a kid what month it was, then they'd say "March" and you'd say "OKAY!" and you'd march behind them and kick up your knees while kneeing them in the ass. Classic. Probably sexual harassment or abuse in this day and age.

How to Lose a Guy In 10 Days
Or from IMDB.com "How to Lose an Audience in 10 Minutes" har har

The girl, Kate Hudson, is an aspiring writer that just wants to write about "serious things like religion and politics". But she works for some shitty chick magazine like Cosmo ("Composure"). The guy, Matthew McConaughey (had to look up the spelling on that little number), is some worthless non-commital playboy that works for an advertising agency.

He makes a bet that he can get any girl to fall in love with him in 10 days, and there enters our girl. The girl is writing an article and has to get into a relationship and do every bad thing that girls do in order to get the guy to dump her in 10 days. Of course neither of them is aware of the others motives. She has to do everything she can to try to lose him, while he has to do everything he can to try and not lose her. Isn't that clever. Just so you don't think "pff coincidences like THAT don't happen", I should mention that a few girls from the guys ad agency knew about the girl's article and they coincidentally got to pick her out at a bar to be the girl he had to get to fall in love with him. So it was set up, but in a way that's supposedly mildly more believable.

This movie had it moments like any movie. I laughed, I smiled, I didn't cry, I rolled my eyes at some mush, and then it was over. Not horrible but I wouldn't watch it again or recommend it. Pretty unremarkable, totally unbelievable. I like Matthew McConaughey okay as an actor, never seen anything with Kate Hudson before. They both did okay and all, but I couldn't help but feel that this movie was beneath McConaughey. I have to say pretentious things like that or I won't sound like a real movie reviewer. That's all folks.