You know, I was on my 360, playing Rock Band 2, and swearing out every motherfucker who sucked dick at the game. I then came across a player's profile, and his/her "bio" (I have a Ulysses S Grant quote on the Art of War because I'm fucking awesome), I saw this...really deep poem. It barely rhymed, but it didn't have to. It spoke...worlds to me. I nearly teared up. It motivated me to come up with my own deep poem about me. So, please, have a read, and tell me what you think:
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In the darkness of the night
May the spirits come and make me whole
A draining day such as this was just too much
Forgoing the usual theatrics
Under the moonlit sky
Comes the nightmares of the day
Killing me tortuously slow
I am merely a man
Naked among the arrows
Gearing up for my execution
Many think I'm crazy
Others think I'm a genius
Really I'm both
Only one problem:
Neither are alive
AKA: Poets who right shit like this need to be shot for their stupidity (find the hidden message lololololol)
Official Failblog PS: All blogs will now contain the tag: AMERICA FUCK YEAH. Starting three days ago.
Monday, December 15, 2008
Monday, December 8, 2008
A Post About A Series Of Tubes
If you were like me and didn't wake up until after the Macy's Thanksgiving Parade was over, here's what you missed:
There's a part of me laughing at this, and there's a part of me crying mercifully for the future.
Let's take a step back in the time machine and go back to the early days of the internet. No, not back to the early, early days when the 13 websites on the internet were all porn. But a little later than that. Kiddies, there was a time when we didn't have things like "Cable Internet" or "DSL" Nope, we had "56k" plugged right into the phone line. I remember the days of me using our shitty AT&T service, my mother yelling at me "Nate, get off the internet! We need to make a call!" Ahh... the internet was a completely different beast then.
We didn't have YouTube back then. Lets say you were trying to look up Primus music videos, you simply could not point your browser to YouTube, or Veoh, or Megavideo or one of the few dozen streaming video sites. No, you searched Yahoo (because Google was obscure and non-existant then, shocking) for three hours until you got to some dude's FTP site in Moscow who happened to rip these videos from television, but because the internet was painfully slow back then, the only way he could upload them without it taking three years was to put them into a format that was roughly the size of a postage stamp. But you found these videos, and you waited the four hours it took to download, and you enjoyed these videos. Because that's all you could find. And downloading music? Before big-bad-Napster came along, that was not possible.
But back in this incarnation of the internet, it wasn't widely used. The only people using it were dorks like us. Everyone else knew how good it was, but they weren't using it regularly. I mean, it was pointless to wait for the news to load online, when you could go to the store and buy a newspaper in the time that it'd load. The internet was not just a viable option for everyday people. The internet was almost like an exclusive club.
Lets go back to 2008.
If you don't use the internet, please stand up now.
...right.
The internet is mainstream now. You have to go to the deep, dark, bowels of the woods in order to find someone who doesn't use the internet for anything. The internet was slowly becoming popular culture. I mean, first, you had VH1 showing YouTube videos. That's alright, because they showed it at a time when only internet people were awake, and plus, VH1 pretty much caters to our crowd anyway (I swear, I've watched every single "I Love The____" at least a dozen times). Then you've got Weezer's video for their song Pork and Beans but, that's alright, because again, Weezer could pull this off. They're that type of crowd.
But we've jumped the shark with this Macy's Parade business.
Matt of X-Entertainment has put many reviews of old Macy's Thanksgiving Parades on his website and one of the things he often says is that looking back at these old Parades really shows you what pop culture was for that time. And Pop Culture in 2008 is Rick Rolling.
Let's think about this for a minute. Whomever planned this parade thought it'd be a good idea to invite Rick Astley to perform on a float at THE Macy's Thanksgiving Parade based on an internet joke, because let's face it, what the fuck was Rick Astley doing all this time? Then someone in the Macy's organization okayed this idea. This means that knew what Rick Rolling was, and assumed that the hundreds of Americanswatching leaving the parade on while they're making dinner knew what this joke was too.
Don't get me wrong, I mean, it's always a victory when a meme gets onto a national broadcast of some kind, but this wasn't even a prank. Someone willingly put this on the air. It absolutely blows my mind. Especially that last line. "I love Rick Rolling." Sweet Moses.
The internet is in a different place now. One that not geeks and nerds use, but one that everyone uses. Granted, there will still be 4chan jokes that will never see the public. But still, the internet is mainstream, who knows what will show up on ABC, CBS or NBC next.
There's a part of me laughing at this, and there's a part of me crying mercifully for the future.
Let's take a step back in the time machine and go back to the early days of the internet. No, not back to the early, early days when the 13 websites on the internet were all porn. But a little later than that. Kiddies, there was a time when we didn't have things like "Cable Internet" or "DSL" Nope, we had "56k" plugged right into the phone line. I remember the days of me using our shitty AT&T service, my mother yelling at me "Nate, get off the internet! We need to make a call!" Ahh... the internet was a completely different beast then.
We didn't have YouTube back then. Lets say you were trying to look up Primus music videos, you simply could not point your browser to YouTube, or Veoh, or Megavideo or one of the few dozen streaming video sites. No, you searched Yahoo (because Google was obscure and non-existant then, shocking) for three hours until you got to some dude's FTP site in Moscow who happened to rip these videos from television, but because the internet was painfully slow back then, the only way he could upload them without it taking three years was to put them into a format that was roughly the size of a postage stamp. But you found these videos, and you waited the four hours it took to download, and you enjoyed these videos. Because that's all you could find. And downloading music? Before big-bad-Napster came along, that was not possible.
But back in this incarnation of the internet, it wasn't widely used. The only people using it were dorks like us. Everyone else knew how good it was, but they weren't using it regularly. I mean, it was pointless to wait for the news to load online, when you could go to the store and buy a newspaper in the time that it'd load. The internet was not just a viable option for everyday people. The internet was almost like an exclusive club.
Lets go back to 2008.
If you don't use the internet, please stand up now.
...right.
The internet is mainstream now. You have to go to the deep, dark, bowels of the woods in order to find someone who doesn't use the internet for anything. The internet was slowly becoming popular culture. I mean, first, you had VH1 showing YouTube videos. That's alright, because they showed it at a time when only internet people were awake, and plus, VH1 pretty much caters to our crowd anyway (I swear, I've watched every single "I Love The____" at least a dozen times). Then you've got Weezer's video for their song Pork and Beans but, that's alright, because again, Weezer could pull this off. They're that type of crowd.
But we've jumped the shark with this Macy's Parade business.
Matt of X-Entertainment has put many reviews of old Macy's Thanksgiving Parades on his website and one of the things he often says is that looking back at these old Parades really shows you what pop culture was for that time. And Pop Culture in 2008 is Rick Rolling.
Let's think about this for a minute. Whomever planned this parade thought it'd be a good idea to invite Rick Astley to perform on a float at THE Macy's Thanksgiving Parade based on an internet joke, because let's face it, what the fuck was Rick Astley doing all this time? Then someone in the Macy's organization okayed this idea. This means that knew what Rick Rolling was, and assumed that the hundreds of Americans
Don't get me wrong, I mean, it's always a victory when a meme gets onto a national broadcast of some kind, but this wasn't even a prank. Someone willingly put this on the air. It absolutely blows my mind. Especially that last line. "I love Rick Rolling." Sweet Moses.
The internet is in a different place now. One that not geeks and nerds use, but one that everyone uses. Granted, there will still be 4chan jokes that will never see the public. But still, the internet is mainstream, who knows what will show up on ABC, CBS or NBC next.
Saturday, November 1, 2008
Blogspot is Fail
Sup?
I've been busy. But for all three of you excited people, he's a new entry.
Ever since day one of me being introduced to this place by Nate, I have been looking at random blogs..................still yet to find one that doesn't annoy me/throw me off..............
I, using my nice HTML knowledge, will now provide a nice looking list of all the general blogs that piss me off.
I've been busy. But for all three of you excited people, he's a new entry.
Ever since day one of me being introduced to this place by Nate, I have been looking at random blogs..................still yet to find one that doesn't annoy me/throw me off..............
I, using my nice HTML knowledge, will now provide a nice looking list of all the general blogs that piss me off.
THE AWESOME LIST OF "WTFBLOGSPOT?!"
TYPE: The "I'm so deep and unique" blog.
RANT: You are not unique. There are many idiots just like you. Plus, that format is just annoying.
if i wanted
to just be
deep
and special
i'll
use
the magic
of SHUT THE FUCK UP ALREADY.
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TYPE: The "KIDSKIDSKIDSKIDSKIDSSEEMYKIDS" blog.
RANT: Within five clicks of the next blog, I bet you will see someone posting oodles of pictures of their kids. Tell me, who searches for kids? Oh yeah, Pedophiles. Thank you for putting your kid's pictures out there. They are now some pervert's whacking material. Besides, if I wanted to see little children, I'll go outside and start dropkicking some in the face. After I viewed all these annoying little kids, I really do need to go kick one.
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TYPE: The "I'm obsessed with 'WTF'" blog.
RANT: I had originally objected to giving example links, but fuck it for this one.[http://donkey-dreams.blogspot.com/] WHAT THE FUCK? DONKEYS? WHO THE FUCK LOVES DONKEYS THIS MUCH? How sad of a life do you have in order to love donkeys? Who grows up going "Awww, I want to love donkeys?"...Meth kids, that's who.
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TYPE: The "HolaIchEshfearejfeioajoieajfoieajiwhatlanguageisthat" blog.
RANT: Okay, before I get "DUDE THAT IS SO PREJUDICE" shit, shut it. I am just annoyed that every half click is a wasted one. I demand to be entertained by shitty blogs, and if I can't be entertained because I don't understand just what the fuck you're saying, then there's no point in me reading. If there is no point, then my time is wasted. Then when half of my "next blogs" click turns up other languages, it becomes "Okay, don't understand that. *Clicks* Okay, don't understand that. *Clicks* Okay, where's all the English gone? *Clicks* OH WHAT THE FUCK? A LINE THROUGH THE O? THAT'S JUST ILLEGAL!"
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TYPE: The "Look at all the gadgets that I can cram into my blog!!!!" blog.
RANT: Once in a while, you come across these whore blogs where all they do is just put meaningless stat counters, chats, organizers, calendars, and ball kicking midgets. The most annoying one is when I'm looking at a blog, and right in my face, it says "A GUY FROM MINNESOTA HAS VISITED THIS SITE!!!" It's like fuck you, I didn't give you permission to state where I live. If you're going to give the city I live in to anyone who views your blog, then I'm suing you for releasing information that I didn't give you permission to release. Expect my million dollar lawsuit on your doorstep in the morning.
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Well, people, I hope you like it. The failblog refuses to ever fall into these annoying, tool-like blogs. We will be original, funny, awesome, and we won't sponsor anyone.
Oh, and check out http://thatguywiththeglasses.com/videolinks/34-nostalgia-critic
Do it now.
Because it wins as much as this site. Maaaaaaaaybe a tad bit more.
Damn right I just broke our last rule in two seconds, because I rule.
Until next time.
Saturday, October 18, 2008
Orange Julius Appreciation Thread
Back home in Vermont, we don't have a lot of stuff you city-folk take for granted. For example, there's no 7-11s in Vermont, they're finally building our first IHOP and I have never stepped inside a Target. To make things worse, usually, all the cool stuff that we do manage to get usually closes and something horribly lame opens in its place. Case in point, in our local mall (called the "U-Mall" by us Burlingtonites) there was an A&W in the food court. It was cool. About a few years ago, it closed and they opened up a Quiznos. That wouldn't be so bad if there wasn't a Subway a few yards away.
Anyway, to get to my point, the second day that I was in Albany, I went to the Crossgates Mall. Because this mall is bigger than my neighborhood, I was amazed by all the stores they've managed to put in this mall. There's three different Journey's (regular, for kids, and some sort of weird new-age, expensive, designer Journeys store... just in case you want some Chuck Taylors with abstract art, I guess), two Lids, a Best Buy, a Friendly's etc. etc.
Then I saw it. It's neon sign glowing in the distance. One I haven't seen since I was a wee child.
Orange Julius.
While I was still recovering from the shock of seeing an Orange Julius, I continued wandering around the mall... and then I saw the sign again... coupled with a Dairy Queen.
My mind was blown. Dairy Queen is my favorite burger joint and to see it with Orange Julius. Holy shit.
A long, long, long time ago, the other mall in Vermont (called the "Downtown Mall" by us Burlingtonites) had an Orange Julius. But then, this mall sort of went down the shitter and really blew for a bit until they decided to close it for a bit and revamp everything. When it finally reopened, it still sucked... but it was better than it was. But unfortunately, whoever was in charge decided that this mall was only going to have two stores in it's food court. A pizza place that was there since the old mall, and a standard mall-fare Chinese place. The Orange Julius? Gone. A giant wall in it's place.
Unfortunately, I did not have enough money to relive my childhood memories that day. As I walked away, I looked back and said to the Orange Julius "Next time, next time..."
And that brings us to this afternoon.
Because my roommate was still sleeping and the room smelled like ass, I decided to venture back down to Crossgates Mall and finally get my beloved Orange Julius. I went to the straight-up Orange Julius location and not the OJ/DQ combo. As I looked at the menu, I noticed all the different crap you can put in it. Blasphamy. It's called Orange Julius not Raspberry-Banana-Fusion-Candy Julius. I asked for a small, which came out to roughly three bucks. I handed the cashier my money and a straw, and she gave me a cup full of orangey goodness. I took my first sip of an Orange Julius in over 10 years.
Instantly, I was brought back to my childhood. I was in the old mall with my mother, eating a Lemon-Poppyseed muffin top and drinking an Orange Julius as I so often did when my mom brought me shopping with her when I was too young to stay at home by myself (this had to be before I was in 3rd Grade). I was in Orange and Creme heaven. No frozen drink will ever be as good as an Orange Julius. Slush Puppies? Yeah right. Icees? Dream on. They don't have SHIT on Orange Julius. It was so good, I almost didn't mind the person who was coughing TB on the back of my neck on the bus.
Unforutnately, the dream was over. I sucked the cup so clean, that I probably could have gone back and given it back to the cashier to use again. I bid adieu to the cup in the trash knowing fully that we'd meet again soon.
BONUS: As I was writing this article and thinking about the old mall. I almost perfectly remember going to the video game store there with my dad and buying Donkey Kong Country 2 for the SNES for my mom's birthday. Yup. That's my family for you.
Sadly, that video game store left before the renovation, and is now a Claire's or something. When the mall reopened, they gave us the world's smallest EB Games. Seriously, it's like the size of a phone booth. All the games are put side-by-side and cover the whole wall. It's a little ridiculous.
Anyway, to get to my point, the second day that I was in Albany, I went to the Crossgates Mall. Because this mall is bigger than my neighborhood, I was amazed by all the stores they've managed to put in this mall. There's three different Journey's (regular, for kids, and some sort of weird new-age, expensive, designer Journeys store... just in case you want some Chuck Taylors with abstract art, I guess), two Lids, a Best Buy, a Friendly's etc. etc.
Then I saw it. It's neon sign glowing in the distance. One I haven't seen since I was a wee child.
Orange Julius.
While I was still recovering from the shock of seeing an Orange Julius, I continued wandering around the mall... and then I saw the sign again... coupled with a Dairy Queen.
My mind was blown. Dairy Queen is my favorite burger joint and to see it with Orange Julius. Holy shit.
A long, long, long time ago, the other mall in Vermont (called the "Downtown Mall" by us Burlingtonites) had an Orange Julius. But then, this mall sort of went down the shitter and really blew for a bit until they decided to close it for a bit and revamp everything. When it finally reopened, it still sucked... but it was better than it was. But unfortunately, whoever was in charge decided that this mall was only going to have two stores in it's food court. A pizza place that was there since the old mall, and a standard mall-fare Chinese place. The Orange Julius? Gone. A giant wall in it's place.
Unfortunately, I did not have enough money to relive my childhood memories that day. As I walked away, I looked back and said to the Orange Julius "Next time, next time..."
And that brings us to this afternoon.
Because my roommate was still sleeping and the room smelled like ass, I decided to venture back down to Crossgates Mall and finally get my beloved Orange Julius. I went to the straight-up Orange Julius location and not the OJ/DQ combo. As I looked at the menu, I noticed all the different crap you can put in it. Blasphamy. It's called Orange Julius not Raspberry-Banana-Fusion-Candy Julius. I asked for a small, which came out to roughly three bucks. I handed the cashier my money and a straw, and she gave me a cup full of orangey goodness. I took my first sip of an Orange Julius in over 10 years.
Instantly, I was brought back to my childhood. I was in the old mall with my mother, eating a Lemon-Poppyseed muffin top and drinking an Orange Julius as I so often did when my mom brought me shopping with her when I was too young to stay at home by myself (this had to be before I was in 3rd Grade). I was in Orange and Creme heaven. No frozen drink will ever be as good as an Orange Julius. Slush Puppies? Yeah right. Icees? Dream on. They don't have SHIT on Orange Julius. It was so good, I almost didn't mind the person who was coughing TB on the back of my neck on the bus.
Unforutnately, the dream was over. I sucked the cup so clean, that I probably could have gone back and given it back to the cashier to use again. I bid adieu to the cup in the trash knowing fully that we'd meet again soon.
BONUS: As I was writing this article and thinking about the old mall. I almost perfectly remember going to the video game store there with my dad and buying Donkey Kong Country 2 for the SNES for my mom's birthday. Yup. That's my family for you.
Sadly, that video game store left before the renovation, and is now a Claire's or something. When the mall reopened, they gave us the world's smallest EB Games. Seriously, it's like the size of a phone booth. All the games are put side-by-side and cover the whole wall. It's a little ridiculous.
Sunday, October 5, 2008
The Mothers Against Swearing Association...can fuck off
Hi there, motherfuckers. If you haven't god damned notice, you fucks, I have a little bit of a swearing problem. Luckily, some mothers feel compelled to rid me of this cursed character flaw. First, let me show you around the site, before I show you the 12 step programs (That's right Alcoholics, you're being ripped off!). http://www.geocities.com/masavolvo/Home.htm The home page, with their very quaint message:
"Dear Internet Surfer,
Sounds wonderful doesn't it? Sometimes I worry about milk, and then sometimes I cause the world to implode with my shitty language. Damn me. Also, leap year doesn't count.
Now kids, before I learn to stop swearing like a fucking sailor, let's read their message.
"Our message is very simple and can be summed up in two words: Stop Swearing. If the world stops swearing, it will be a better place for all of us.
Now...why? Why would the world be a better place without swearing? It's a word. A WORD. A SPOKEN WORD. Why grow up in a society that has blacklisted certain words as "bad"? What the hell is the point of that? It's a damn facade to make someone seem superior morally. Unfortunately, their bid for morality kills their intelligence.
But, let's pretend I'm an absolute retard (not a long shot lololololol). It is time for the TWELVE...STEP...PROGRAM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
First Step: "Ask Yourself: Why are you swearing?"
- Me: Hey Luke...
- Me: Sup?
- Me: Why do you swear?
- Me: Cause I can motherfucker. Words are just words.
Second Step:
Third Step: "Identify your problem sentences (For some it could be, **** I just pricked my finger whist sewing! Say: Ouch! I just pricked my finger sewing!)"
- God, this is going to take a while. How 'bout, instead of saying "Nate, post a fucking blog", I'll say "Nate, post a dandy blog...you damn je-"
Fourth step: "Tell Yourself you will never swear again"
- Make me.
Fifth Step: "Tell Your Parents you will never swear again (In the case that you do not have living parents, tell your guardian or another relative)"
- Me: Hey dad.
- Dad: Yeah?
- Me: I'll never swear again.
- Dad: That's good son.
- Me: You damn je-
Sixth step: "Tell Your friends you will never swear again (You should also promote a non swearing environment)"
- Me: "Hey friend"
- Friend: "Sup bitch?"
- Me: "How bout you lay down on the swearing, jerkoff?"
Seventh - Twelfth Step: "Continue to use your swear jar
Listen to music that has lyrics with no swearing
Continue not to swear!"
- *Makes More Money*
- ROFL NO
- I will never swear again x 1000
- *Listens to "Bastard" by Ed Gein*
- Okay dickwad.
So, I went through my twelve steps, and now what?
I GET CERTIFIED!
Ladies and Gentlemen, it's been a pleasure to to stop swearing and make the world a better place. I hope to be a good example in the future. I leave you with a picture of not only the certificate, but me holding it to show you that I have passed MASA's test.
Failblog for the win, you fucks.
"Dear Internet Surfer,
Sounds wonderful doesn't it? Sometimes I worry about milk, and then sometimes I cause the world to implode with my shitty language. Damn me. Also, leap year doesn't count.
Now kids, before I learn to stop swearing like a fucking sailor, let's read their message.
"Our message is very simple and can be summed up in two words: Stop Swearing. If the world stops swearing, it will be a better place for all of us.
Now...why? Why would the world be a better place without swearing? It's a word. A WORD. A SPOKEN WORD. Why grow up in a society that has blacklisted certain words as "bad"? What the hell is the point of that? It's a damn facade to make someone seem superior morally. Unfortunately, their bid for morality kills their intelligence.
But, let's pretend I'm an absolute retard (not a long shot lololololol). It is time for the TWELVE...STEP...PROGRAM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
First Step: "Ask Yourself: Why are you swearing?"
- Me: Hey Luke...
- Me: Sup?
- Me: Why do you swear?
- Me: Cause I can motherfucker. Words are just words.
Second Step:
- Create a Swear Jar
- Get an empty sauce jar, and clean it
- Every Time You Swear place a dollar in it
Third Step: "Identify your problem sentences (For some it could be, **** I just pricked my finger whist sewing! Say: Ouch! I just pricked my finger sewing!)"
- God, this is going to take a while. How 'bout, instead of saying "Nate, post a fucking blog", I'll say "Nate, post a dandy blog...you damn je-"
Fourth step: "Tell Yourself you will never swear again"
- Make me.
Fifth Step: "Tell Your Parents you will never swear again (In the case that you do not have living parents, tell your guardian or another relative)"
- Me: Hey dad.
- Dad: Yeah?
- Me: I'll never swear again.
- Dad: That's good son.
- Me: You damn je-
Sixth step: "Tell Your friends you will never swear again (You should also promote a non swearing environment)"
- Me: "Hey friend"
- Friend: "Sup bitch?"
- Me: "How bout you lay down on the swearing, jerkoff?"
Seventh - Twelfth Step: "Continue to use your swear jar
Listen to music that has lyrics with no swearing
Continue not to swear!"
- *Makes More Money*
- ROFL NO
- I will never swear again x 1000
- *Listens to "Bastard" by Ed Gein*
- Okay dickwad.
So, I went through my twelve steps, and now what?
I GET CERTIFIED!
Ladies and Gentlemen, it's been a pleasure to to stop swearing and make the world a better place. I hope to be a good example in the future. I leave you with a picture of not only the certificate, but me holding it to show you that I have passed MASA's test.
Failblog for the win, you fucks.
The Big Issue
We here at FailBlog want to address the big issues facing the world today. So, I want to take the time to get the readers (all three of you) opinion on a very important subject.
I have three days of class left before I go back home, but what I forgot to take into account is that it's technically four days since I have the day I'm traveling on. I knew I had four pairs of clothes at Albany so I left all of my clothes back home this past vacation, because I'm lazy.
After doing laundry, I discovered that I only have three pairs of boxers here. So, do I double up a pair on boxer duty or freeball one of these four days?
DEBATE THESE TOUGH ISSUES NOW!
(coming soon to FailBlog... maybe... one of these days: Nate goes to a Japanese punk show... in his home state of Vermont... and lives to tell about it!)
I have three days of class left before I go back home, but what I forgot to take into account is that it's technically four days since I have the day I'm traveling on. I knew I had four pairs of clothes at Albany so I left all of my clothes back home this past vacation, because I'm lazy.
After doing laundry, I discovered that I only have three pairs of boxers here. So, do I double up a pair on boxer duty or freeball one of these four days?
DEBATE THESE TOUGH ISSUES NOW!
(coming soon to FailBlog... maybe... one of these days: Nate goes to a Japanese punk show... in his home state of Vermont... and lives to tell about it!)
Sunday, September 28, 2008
I gave up everything for fame.
Fame, meaning all two viewers according to the bottom right now. Both of which is Nate and I. What a rip.
In an attempt to figure out what to blog about, I decided to ask my partner in crime.
BritishLegend77: I need something to post about.
BritishLegend77: Throw me ideas.
Orenji Penguin: I've got no idea
Bitch.
So, I came across this fine piece of work: http://www.blogherald.com/2005/11/24/starting-a-blog-part-1-what-to-blog-about/
And it was fucking useless.
It's dribble. It's not informative. It can be summerized as "Instead of telling you what you can talk about, I'll tell you the stupid shit no one wants to hear about what you should type about so I feel like I've done something."
Let's not forget his last point in this useless search: "Google it"
I JUST GOOGLED YOUR STUPID ASS AND IT GOT ME NOWHERE, NOW GET OFF MY INTERNET.
Then I tried the link below: http://personalweb.about.com/od/createanonlinediary/Writing_a_Blog_What_to_Blog_About_or_Not_To_Blog_About.htm
Sounds good! And the topics are: Writing Upside Down and Backwards
Have you ever had the need to write upside down on your website or blog, maybe even just for the fun of it? I have! Here are two websites that let you do just that. Write your text in the box and then flip it. Now you can copy and paste it into your wysiwyg website editor or into your blog.
And I stopped there and proceeded to curse the shit out of google for being useless.
I want to win the internet, and right now, my kingdom is being fucking useless.
Next time ladies and gentlemen: Swearing, why it helps, why you need to calm down over such language, and why homosexuals shouldn't get angry whenever I want to say faggot faggot faggot to anyone.
Really.
In an attempt to figure out what to blog about, I decided to ask my partner in crime.
BritishLegend77: I need something to post about.
BritishLegend77: Throw me ideas.
Orenji Penguin: I've got no idea
Bitch.
So, I came across this fine piece of work: http://www.blogherald.com/2005/11/24/starting-a-blog-part-1-what-to-blog-about/
And it was fucking useless.
It's dribble. It's not informative. It can be summerized as "Instead of telling you what you can talk about, I'll tell you the stupid shit no one wants to hear about what you should type about so I feel like I've done something."
Let's not forget his last point in this useless search: "Google it"
I JUST GOOGLED YOUR STUPID ASS AND IT GOT ME NOWHERE, NOW GET OFF MY INTERNET.
Then I tried the link below: http://personalweb.about.com/od/createanonlinediary/Writing_a_Blog_What_to_Blog_About_or_Not_To_Blog_About.htm
Sounds good! And the topics are: Writing Upside Down and Backwards
Have you ever had the need to write upside down on your website or blog, maybe even just for the fun of it? I have! Here are two websites that let you do just that. Write your text in the box and then flip it. Now you can copy and paste it into your wysiwyg website editor or into your blog.
And I stopped there and proceeded to curse the shit out of google for being useless.
I want to win the internet, and right now, my kingdom is being fucking useless.
Next time ladies and gentlemen: Swearing, why it helps, why you need to calm down over such language, and why homosexuals shouldn't get angry whenever I want to say faggot faggot faggot to anyone.
Really.
Saturday, September 27, 2008
Hajjimemashite
Well, hello there. I guess this is the part of the program where I introduce myself. My name is Nate, if you couldn't already guess by reading the end of this post. I'm turning 20 in two months or so. Basically, my story is, I grew up in Vermont my entire life and then I decided I needed a change in my life, so I decided to transfer from my community college to SUNY Albany. So far, I've been here a month, and despite a few road bumps it's pretty great.
I'm a Japanese major. Yes, Really. But before you get the idea of me being some fat ass wearing a Naruto hoodie, I'm not your typical Japanofile. I rarely watch Anime, and when I do, it's usually some of the lesser known ones. J-Pop is meh for the most part, but I really like J-Rock. But not gay shit like L'arc~en~ciel and Gackt all that standard fare. There are exepctions, but I'm really more of a fan of older J-rock and the more obscure stuff. X Japan, GO!GO!7188, LOW IQ 01, POLYSICS, stuff like that.
Now that I alienated our already non-existant audience, I do like American music too. Frank Zappa, Buckethead, Weezer, Primus, Deerhoof all kick ass. As does classic rock and other dudes who play guitar really fast.
Also, I absolutely love retro stuff. Someone once told me I probably should have been born in 1985. I have an XBox and PS2 (I'm too poor to buy any of your new-consoles) but my favorite system is the NES I bought a few months back. Unfortunately, I'm too lazy to lug a TV of some kind into my dorm room, so I haven't played it in quite a bit, but I love the thing. You can have your Call of Duties and Gears of War, I've got Duck Hunt, bitch!
I think I had more ideas, but I forgot, and I'm lazy, and I really should be going to sleep soon because I have to catch a train tomorrow morning. With that, I leave you with this video, because if I don't show it, Luke will gut me.
Mata ne.
Oh and one disclaimer: According to Blogger when we registered, Failblog was already a blog that was removed. We don't know anything about them or what they did, but we aren't affiliated with them in anyway. So, if they pissed you off or something, don't come after us.
I'm a Japanese major. Yes, Really. But before you get the idea of me being some fat ass wearing a Naruto hoodie, I'm not your typical Japanofile. I rarely watch Anime, and when I do, it's usually some of the lesser known ones. J-Pop is meh for the most part, but I really like J-Rock. But not gay shit like L'arc~en~ciel and Gackt all that standard fare. There are exepctions, but I'm really more of a fan of older J-rock and the more obscure stuff. X Japan, GO!GO!7188, LOW IQ 01, POLYSICS, stuff like that.
Now that I alienated our already non-existant audience, I do like American music too. Frank Zappa, Buckethead, Weezer, Primus, Deerhoof all kick ass. As does classic rock and other dudes who play guitar really fast.
Also, I absolutely love retro stuff. Someone once told me I probably should have been born in 1985. I have an XBox and PS2 (I'm too poor to buy any of your new-consoles) but my favorite system is the NES I bought a few months back. Unfortunately, I'm too lazy to lug a TV of some kind into my dorm room, so I haven't played it in quite a bit, but I love the thing. You can have your Call of Duties and Gears of War, I've got Duck Hunt, bitch!
I think I had more ideas, but I forgot, and I'm lazy, and I really should be going to sleep soon because I have to catch a train tomorrow morning. With that, I leave you with this video, because if I don't show it, Luke will gut me.
Mata ne.
Oh and one disclaimer: According to Blogger when we registered, Failblog was already a blog that was removed. We don't know anything about them or what they did, but we aren't affiliated with them in anyway. So, if they pissed you off or something, don't come after us.
I bet you five american dollars you won't read this.
Well that's everyone who lives in a failing economy rushing over here. We already have the minority audience. YES!
Introduction...I'm Luke. I'm 19 years of age. I am a British man living in an American world. So, obviously, I've lived in London, had tea with the Queen, lived inside Big Ben, and don't forget the fucking tea you bastards.
Why am I doing this? Because it's 11:08 pm here in the Central Time Zone and I'm bored. Sue me.
I grew up playing Nintendo 64 with various friends in my younger years. You know what that means? It means I regard Goldeneye as the greatest game of all time. If you disagree, then obviously you had no friends back then. I have since progressed and evolved to an XBox 360, and it > Nate's jewish disagreement of getting one.
I'm currently a Psychology major at Argosy University. I used to attend SUNY Buffalo, but being 3 hours plane ride away from home SUCKS. Plus, the only fun thing to do there if you're one of the 8 college students who don't participate in underage drinking was the weekly poker tournaments.
I'm a Psychology major, mainly because I believe that the only people who can understand and treat the crazies, are the crazies. I'm crazy. STFU.
Music: I'm a metal fan. Norma Jean, Darkest Hour, Graf Orlock, Between The Buried and Me, HORSE the band, Pelican, Mastodon, among others. That's not the only genre. I listen to some rock stuff like Chevelle, Offspring (SMASH ALBUM >>>> YOU), among many others.
Also,
Orenji Penguin: I SEE NO POSTS
BritishLegend77: I'M
BritishLegend77: WORKING
BritishLegend77: FAGGOT
I called this working. WIN!
Listen to this:
I'm going to end this rambling with a sincere message: Nate and I are here to make funny random blogs that him, I, and maybe 4 of you on a lucky day will read, and we'll love every minute of this.
Signing off.
Introduction...I'm Luke. I'm 19 years of age. I am a British man living in an American world. So, obviously, I've lived in London, had tea with the Queen, lived inside Big Ben, and don't forget the fucking tea you bastards.
Why am I doing this? Because it's 11:08 pm here in the Central Time Zone and I'm bored. Sue me.
I grew up playing Nintendo 64 with various friends in my younger years. You know what that means? It means I regard Goldeneye as the greatest game of all time. If you disagree, then obviously you had no friends back then. I have since progressed and evolved to an XBox 360, and it > Nate's jewish disagreement of getting one.
I'm currently a Psychology major at Argosy University. I used to attend SUNY Buffalo, but being 3 hours plane ride away from home SUCKS. Plus, the only fun thing to do there if you're one of the 8 college students who don't participate in underage drinking was the weekly poker tournaments.
I'm a Psychology major, mainly because I believe that the only people who can understand and treat the crazies, are the crazies. I'm crazy. STFU.
Music: I'm a metal fan. Norma Jean, Darkest Hour, Graf Orlock, Between The Buried and Me, HORSE the band, Pelican, Mastodon, among others. That's not the only genre. I listen to some rock stuff like Chevelle, Offspring (SMASH ALBUM >>>> YOU), among many others.
Also,
Orenji Penguin: I SEE NO POSTS
BritishLegend77: I'M
BritishLegend77: WORKING
BritishLegend77: FAGGOT
I called this working. WIN!
Listen to this:
I'm going to end this rambling with a sincere message: Nate and I are here to make funny random blogs that him, I, and maybe 4 of you on a lucky day will read, and we'll love every minute of this.
Signing off.
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