April 30, 2009

The internet is for…anger management?

Okay, so maybe I’m doing the internet wrong.

I think I may attract every moron on the face of the planet on the internet. Granted, I troll /b/ every once in awhile, but seriously this is out of control. I feel as if everyone on the internet takes things way too literally. Let’s talk about a new term that I’m going to come up with: “Internet Interpretation”, or “2I” for short. 2I is a term that describes how people interpret phrases on the internet. If a kid from X school posts, “Y school sucks,” and a kid from Y school posts, “No, X school sucks. We’re just smarter.” It’s meant to be taken as a joke. Honestly, you don’t threaten to kill someone. Let’s take an example here.

I was on facebook (Personally, I think facebook needs to have an IQ restriction), and a girl I know posted a picture in a shirt that I sent her. One of her friends decides to say “X suckkkkkkssss.” She even posts as a reply on the picture, “Be careful, my ‘husband’ (oh facebook relationships, you can easily enlope nowadays) will get mad!” Honestly, its obviously setting up for a joke. Here’s where 2I comes into play. It’s obvious from my end, that its supposed to be a joke so I post,

“Our school may suck at sports, but we’re guaranteed to be smarter and drink harder. Hell, our football team was drunk during our homecoming game. At least we’re not Wesleyan. They suck more than we do at everything.”
I clicked on his picture, and I noticed that he went to Wesleyan. It’s a good school. I have nothing against it, but I’m trying to just joke around a bit. His response was one of the most intellectually brain numbing thing on the planet:
“HAHAHA first off bruh u betta chill nd not get your thong ina not ova 2 fukin words. nd i dnt go to wesleyan no more… so get ya facts fukin strait boi. but i dare u to say that to JONJON RINGO, DARELL JACKSON, VALENTINO WILLIAMS, REGGIE TAYLOR… thats CAMDEN, OPELAKA, COMPTON, VA BEACH nd see wut happens bruh. dnt come round wesleyan talkin bullshit cus u will get smaked da fuk down. ask bout us homie. nd i culdnt care bout intelligence cus u dont measure success in life by ur fukin intelligence u fukin scrub. and obviously yall smart ass <School> boys r so cool u talk a bunch of e-shit. congrats to u fukin geek. see u just took somethin that i was jokin about wit <girl> nd took it nd made ya business ya fukin punk. i dnt care bout lil fukin jiits like u. we ride to morgantown nd jump lil fuk bois like u fer fun.”

Seriously, What. The. Fuck.

I’m seriously contemplating the idea that the Spartans had it right when they threw the babies over the cliff if they weren’t strong enough.

Okay, beyond the obvious this person has anger management issues, I believe that 2I here is key: First, my comment was supposed to be taken as a joke. Second, no comment should EVER warrant a “I’m going to kill you” response.

But seriously, let’s think about this for a second. I really want to just talk about a few things dealing with internet conversations.

First, if you’re going to make threats over the internet, you’re just acting retarded. Why on earth would someone even take them seriously?  Second, can we talk about proper spelling/grammar? “And” is not spelled, “nd.” What is a “bruh?” Boy is spelled with a y, not an I. What’s capitalization? Apparently he doesn’t know. Honestly, we need internet police. I feel as if that society is slowly in a downhill decline. Third, if you’re going to knock on someone for being a nerd, why the fuck would you do it on facebook? Isn’t that just hypocritical? Fourth, he’s right, you don’t measure life in your intelligence, but you also can’t get very far with out any. Lastly, I’m not going to feel threatened by a person who’s shirtless in a mirror taking a picture with his cell phone for his profile picture.

I’m 6′ 3″ and weigh 230 pounds and a member of the NRA. Honestly, this guy is fucking retarded.

November 16, 2008

Extreme Makeover Home Edition: Intelligent Designers.

So, I was just watching (more like I was flipping through channels and I just happened to witness this event) Extreme Makeover Home Edition, and I heard the most ridiculous thing of all time:

First, let me set up the scene. To those that don’t know, Extreme Makeover Home Edition tries to do an amazing thing and make a house for a family that desperately deserves it. I say try because what people don’t realize is that by building an amazing house, the property values in the neighborhood go up and as a result increase the taxes on the properties around them, along with their own. It’s an incredibly generous thing, just happens to be slightly flawed.

Never-the-less, the family that they were building a house for was a family of thirteen, more than half of them being Haitian adopted by two American parents. The other half of the family are kids from the community. I have to say that the story is quite touching, and in honor of the parents being so generous, the people of Extreme Makeover decided to get a toy drive together in the neighborhood. The members of the community donated tons of toys (and of course with the help of some great ABC execs, you know being owned by Disney) got Hasbro to donate a shit ton of toys to give to the children of Haiti.

So, they show the family being transported from Disney World (where else?) to a private airport in Orlando where two large trucks show up filled with toys that will be transported to Haiti to be given out in the name of the family. The family breaks down in tears and its an incredibly emotional experience. 

Then they cut to an interview with one of the designers who states I quote word for word:

“Haiti is…the only 4th world country in the…western hemisphere.”

I can’t believe that was unedited, and was said in the first place. Congratulations, someone in the editing department just got fired. 

…What the hell is a 4th world country?

August 26, 2008

Macs: The college student’s new ‘Look at me! I’m cooler than you!’ item.

This is something that has irked me for awhile. 

I’m sick of kids that I know thinking they’re ‘the shit’ because they just purchased a Mac. I know you’re excited. I know you’re totally in awe of the shiny casing. I know that when you close it, you love how ‘cute’ the little light on the front of the Mac is because it looks like its “sleeping”. It’s okay to embrace the love that the apple gives you. In fact, it might be okay to fondle it a little bit at night. Just a little though, not too much fondling.

But it is not okay to act like a complete Mac-asshole. 

Everyone knows who I’m talking about. I’m talking about the smug asshole who purposely takes pictures of himself, holding up his Mac in front of a mirror, and then uses Photo Booth to take a picture of himself with his Mac, and then puts it on facebook as his profile picture. The worst part is that he’s giving some sort of smile/look that just says, “Worship me, for I have a Mac! Accept me into your elite club, Mac-ies!” He’s the guy who wants you to see his facebook status that says, “I got a new mac!!11!!!11 OMGZZZ” and then changes his status every twenty minutes to say, “OMGZZZZ!111!! i GoT a NeW MaC!!!!11!” So literally, all he did was switch around the two ’sentences’ (if you can call them sentences), just to emphasize that he got a Mac.

Of course, all of this has a purpose. He wants you to be aware of his new Mac, and he does this by spamming your ‘Status Feed’ on facebook so that you will go to his profile just to look at his amazing mac on his newly changed profile picture. But, just incase that you didn’t see his facebook status spam, he will get a spot on the News Feed under the “35 of your friends have changed this profile picture” category, and for some odd reason that kids profile picture is always the one that shows up as one of the ‘random select few’ that shows up as being changed, and you will be constantly reminded of him ‘being the shit’.  

And what do people do? They follow it. They’ll post on the picture saying, “Omg! You got a Mac! I wish I was that lucky to get one, you’re so amazing!” No, that person isn’t. In fact, you’re commenting on a person’s picture that you told me you hated. Why are you worshiping this guy because he has a Mac now? He’s still the same guy! He’s the same guy who told you in school that you were a moron because you didn’t know what the “gold standard” meant and because you didn’t understand why the “White Fleet in Okinawa” was important. People who just suddenly change personality/opinions about other individuals just because of objects doesn’t make sense to me. It reminds me of when jerks who used to have have rare POGS were idolized for having them. They’re pieces of flimsy cardboard for pete’s sake! It doesn’t mean you can just be a jackass and step on my POGS because yours are holographic and expect to be bowed down to! Nor does owning a Mac make you any better than anyone else so quit acting like it.

 

Seriously, why do we care?

Seriously, why do we care?

 

 

…Yeah, I own a Mac.

July 12, 2008

I hate carpools.

I hate carpools so freaking much, I ended up writing a list of 4 reasons why I hate carpools.

However, before you think or say anything though, you need to understand that I don’t hate carpooling or carpoolers. In fact, I encourage carpooling. It reduces environmental pollution and gives people a reason to actually keep their SUVs (or buy them)! I’m talking about about the other type of carpools. For those of you that don’t know what I’m even talking about, this is my arch nemesis: 

 

This is the culprit.

A Polaris Automatic Pool Cleaner

 

Okay, so they’re technically defined as “Automatic Pool Cleaners” or “APCs”, but I call them carpools. You can go up to a pool store and they’ll know what you’re talking about. Trust me, I’ve done it several times. So, just accept my weird-ass wording and learn to live with it. Hell, you may end up calling them carpools as well! But anyways, on to the list:

1) Carpools just make us lazy.

Some will say, ‘No, they don’t make us lazy. They just make it easier to clean/maintain the pool.’ Yes, this is what we call lazy. You should work to keep your pool clean each time you use it. Going swimming in the pool should be like making a cake. Sure, you could go and purchase a cake at Sam’s Club or the Grocery Store and it might taste pretty good but, if you MAKE a cake, you know it will taste 20x better. Why? Because you put in the effort to make it. The same applies to swimming. Before you go swimming you remove all the leaves and bugs that are on the top as well as the bottom of the pool, that way, you know you got everything and the pool is nice and clean. If you do, you not only get a rewarding and refreshing feeling when you jump in the pool, you also won’t get the dreaded cramps after you swim because you didn’t do your warm up exercises. You lazy Carpool owners. Get up and work on your own damn pool. The machine isn’t your underwater leaf picking-up slave.

The worst part about it though, is that no one ever wants to empty the bag. If you’ve never had to empty a carpool bag, consider yourself lucky. That is the nastiest thing ever. I have no idea how sand actually gets into the pool, especially since I live about two hours away from sand, but it some how gets in there. There’s also little rocks and things that get stuck in the velcro that closes the bag. Oh, and you can’t forget the week old dead bugs that have been soaking in the water. Ugh, its the equivalent of when you have to get a plastic bag and pick up your dog’s shit when walking him, with out the smell though. Plus, because the carpool has made us lazy, usually no one has cleaned it for a week or so. We always just assume that it’s eating the leaves and shits in the trash can, thus magically eliminating the need for us to clean out the bag. However, because of this, the bag always bursts open and the stuff just floats around the pool and never gets cleaned.

2) Carpools constantly get in the way.

This has to be the most annoying reason to carpools. They always get in the damn way. They don’t magically don’t go into the carpool garage when they’re done. Oh no, instead they sit in the pool and float. It’s not only the “car” portion itself it’s the hose that attaches to it as well. The hose has to be as long as the pool so that the carpool can reach it right? That’s a lot of hose when you think about it. If you have a pool that is 30 feet long, there must be at least 15 feet of hose (if not more because depending on the placement of the “nozzle” on the wall). That means when it stops working, there’s going to be hosing SOME where where your swimming. So, you’re doing laps and half way through the pool, and now you have to navigate through the hosing. If you’ve never had to navigate through hosing while doing laps, by the time you’re done with one lap, you’ll feel like you’ve conquered the labyrinth and fought the minotaur half way through.

 

The mighty beast and his weapon.

The mighty beast and his weapon.

 

But of course, with any minotaur fight, you’re guaranteed to get hurt some way through. Maybe I’m a moron, or maybe carpools and I just have a mutual hate for each other, but for some odd reason they have an act for coming after me. The other day while doing some laps in the pool, I decided to dive under the hoses (in hopes to avoid being tangled) and that’s when the carpool decided to float up and move to another location, but decided to also knock me on the head in the process. I swear it just came out of nowhere and gave me a nasty headache for the rest of the day. 

3) Carpools always break. ALWAYS. 

Okay, I don’t know if this happens to everyone else, but the one in my pool always breaks. Whether its a wheel, hole in the hose, or the damn thing falls off the nozzle, it is always broken. The most common repair? The o-ring on the nozzle is broken because the water pressure coming to the carpool is too strong and thus, it wears on the o-ring. But why do I hate them for this? Because guess who has to go get the part, and guess what parts are NEVER in stock? Yep, you guessed it. Mine. When it breaks, the bottom of the pool never gets cleaned (it’s because the carpool makes us lazy, remember?). So the pool begins to gather trash at the bottom. Finally, the part comes in, and I fix the damn thing, throw it in the water, and guess what? The damn o-ring breaks! The cycle then repeats. If that doesn’t happen, our dog likes to jump in take a swim and take a bite out of the hose. Why? Because it got in his way. So then I have to purchase ANOTHER part, and the hoses seem to take forever ever to find because each hose is unique for each carpool. Bastards. My pool is never clean.

4) Carpool companies have an act for trying to make them “cutesy” or “animal-like”. 

This one kinda just makes me mad, and I don’t know why. Something about taking machines and making them look like animals or cute things to market them just mocks my intelligence. I guess if you have a small child who’s afraid of the mean carpool, it might make sense to own one of these. But seriously, it makes me angry when a machine who’s purpose is to clean the crap out off your pool’s floor is designed to look like a turtle or as Stewie Griffin will put it, “Nature’s D Student”. Here’s what I’m talking about:

 

Polaris Turbo D-Student

Polaris' Turbo D-Student

 

Seriously, what the hell is that? Like why would a Turtle be a garbage picker-upper? Last time I checked, I had a four red eared sliders and not once would they eat a leaf found on the bottom of my pool. They had an affinity for the fake shit-flakes we fed them that floated on the top of their tank, and occasionally some bugs, but they didn’t particularly like the crap that I found at the bottom of my pool. But that’s not all. There’s also a ladybug, monster trucks, lawnmower/tractor thing, whale, and creepy yellow thing.

I guess the point it to make them more kid friendly, but if you make the carpool more kid friendly, then that just opens the flood gates. If you have one of these things with a tail, and you’re a parent, you know EXACTLY what I’m talking about. They get the carpool, grab it by the tail and shoot water at you as if it was an everlasting squirt gun that hurts like no other. Of course, as in my case, when you remove the thing from the pool, more than likely the bag will open up and put all the shit the carpool picked up and will put it right back where it was, in the pool. My brother ended up spraying the damn thing in my eye at one point. I don’t know about you but a stream of water in the eye hurts like a bitch slap in the face from Big Mikey the pimp down the street.

…Yeah, I just wrote a 1434 word rant on how much I hate Automatic Pool Cleaners. I really do hate them.