Monday, September 29, 2008

2 years in the making

I just updated a 2 year old post. It really bugged me that I couldn't figure out the musical track used within the house. And today, while listening to winamp, I stumbled upon it.

Sunday, September 28, 2008

Facebook is a lame popularity contest

Aside from 1 person, I have never added anyone to my friends. Instead people seek me out and since, I have some strange sense of obligation, I will always accept friend requests. It's one thing to whore yourself out to draw attention for an event or product, but it's sad to claim near-strangers as a friend. For example, a girl from Smithers has declared me as a friend, yet I cannot recall talking to her once even once. Maybe we did talk once and I had a profound effect on her life. Somehow I doubt that.

Normally when you enter a co-worker's office, you'll see pictures of the spouse or the kids. What if there were only portraits of your co-worker? You'll probably say your co-worker was full of himself. I feel this applies to facebook users who are featured predominately in their own photos.

Wednesday, September 24, 2008

Who moved my cheese?

Many people strongly dislike this book. It could be interpreted as a slap in the face when this book is handed out to laid off workers. And the book is not a literary masterpiece by any stretch.

But damnit, people need to grow up.

Sometimes change is inevitable. Unlike most, I don't necessarily liken the story to being laid off; it can be any life-altering moment. Sometimes, it's a very gradual change (ie. no sex in months then she breaks up with you). Or it can be sudden (ie. lower body paralysis). Whatever the case may be, the change is irreversible. Rather than bitch and moan, you can move on with your life.

"The Quicker You Let Go Of Old Cheese, The Sooner You Can Enjoy New Cheese"

Monday, September 22, 2008

I hate people

Jealousy's a motherfucker, you weak jealous motherfuckers!

If you a jealous motherfucker, you just a weak motherfucker!

See when you on top, motherfuckers just wanna bring you down!

Motherfuckers don't even know you, and they don't like you...



Nothing irks me more than cock block. Cock block should only occur to save your intoxicated female friend from some shady character.


"If I can't have her, no one can!"


Classic douche baggery. Instead of thinking about her interest level in you (aka the biggest gauge on whether you'll hook up), your typical average frustrated chimp is solely concentrating on his erection hardness. And if she hooks up with a true McDouche bag over you, she's obviously a dumb and/or confused whore for making the wrong decision. You just move on.


In a related subject, it also irks me when people mock a celebrity's significant other. Either a) they're a pansy ass pretty boy who needs to die or b) what?! I look way better than this mofo, why can't I have her. The latter is especially aggravating because instead of congratulating the lucky average joe we riducle him. Again: refer to the above.


While I'm on relationships, there's the segment of the male populace that geniunely believes that only guys with money land chicks. These people are beyond help.

Saturday, September 13, 2008

Musings

Tried sleeping on the floor at the Seattle-Tacoma International Airport and I only found limited success.

For the second time in my life, I've accidentally stumbled into the ladies washroom/change room.

In the latest Newsweek, there's an interesting article about the modern male maturation process.


Thursday, September 04, 2008

Musings

Idiocracy - I watched this a while ago, but it's worth mentioning. Horribly overrated film. It's a 4 minute skit that's stretched out to fill a full length film. Nothing more unfunny than predictably which this film has in spades. 3/10

Wednesday, September 03, 2008

I am a jerk

BJJ good self defense for rape?

---> "bjj has actually helped my rape game on the offensive side"

Tuesday, September 02, 2008

I hate people

Last year, I was watching UFC 77 at the bar and some co-workers happened to be there as well. One of them (mid 30's, semi-big guy) started telling me and another guy about his past bar-related scrimmages. Seemingly, all of his stories involved him attacking someone without provocation or vice-versa. Of course, the guy was somehow proud of his accomplishments since this made him a real bad ass now.

Genuine tough guys don't need to beat up random untrained dudes to prove they're a legitimate bad ass. The above big guy beating on a smaller untrained guy is akin to Cro Cop pummelling the above big guy. Doesn't prove anything.