Fanfilms
Some of the good one’s I’ve found.
Terminator 2: Judgment Day
40 Years of Trek
NIN Trek
White Rabbit Trek
Brokeback Trek
Some of the good one’s I’ve found.
Terminator 2: Judgment Day
40 Years of Trek
NIN Trek
White Rabbit Trek
Brokeback Trek
I hear and see people bashing law enforcement all the time: The way they drive, the way act with people, talk to people, and what they do in stressful situations. The reason I’m posting this is the response I saw to a YouTube video the other day here.
Take the following situations and put aside your cop-hating mentality and ask yourself what you would do based on what you know:
I know, I know. Not everybody is like the assailants in these videos. Most people are decent and hard working. But does LE keep a list of the people who are bad to stop and check? No. They also have to deal with the in-your-face hostility that we have all come to know.
I love how everyone is screaming “Look at what they did to him!” Ever stop and think that someone who kills an elderly woman then shoots a cop point blank and jumps out of a three story window will just turn around and be handcuffed when he’s caught? Probably not.
At least MS-13 is usually easy to spot.
I love the end.
Funny vid on locker room etiquette. I’m no expert…like malls and department stores, I avoid locker rooms like the plague.
I added a few more blogs to the blogroll. I know that some of you will be shocked at how different these people are, and given some of my social issues, why would I read their blog and post them on my site? I am all about learning, understanding, and maybe finding a way to exist with these types of people, which largely outnumber people like me.
Jamie and I aren’t friends anymore. More on this later.
So far this weekend not much has gone on. I spent some time with my grandmother–”Gammy”–yesterday. She had to take care of some banking and since it involved my name on her accounts, naturally I had to be there. Spending time with my grandmother is always special for me (even though she moved back to town, we still only see each other every one or two months). Yesterday we had to go over some plans in case anything happens to her. Ever since mom died we’ve talked about this a lot, but each time it brings up the same emotions.
I also picked up Season 3 of The Shield, which only leaves Season 2 to complete my collection. By now, they have all been watched though. When I get something like that it’s time to sit down and disappear for a while. I was going to go to Best Buy today and see if they have seasons of The First 48, which has rapidly become one of my favorite shows. They don’t carry it. If you’ve never seen the show, check it out. The A&E web site has a video section, and The First 48 is under Crime & Investigation.
Here are some random info nuggets:
I’ve been reading several other blogs lately, some of which I’ve really enjoyed so far. Others are more of a glimpse into the minds of the enemy. Blogroll points your way.
I believe I have seen the next push to invade the US, coming from Japan naturally. This will allow the little people to infiltrate our nation without even being seen. Countdown to invasion begins…
That is, unless the invasion is a bunch of angry, treasonous lesbians.
So the other day while I was getting ready for work I was inspired to take a typical top-down photo of myself, a la MySpace. None of my photos are really that recent, the most current being about 3 or 4 months old. Here’s the result.
I’m still tinkering with my Dash. I know Shelly, I know, but I’ve talked about my Dash way less than you’ve talked about that issue, so it’s really not a fair deal. I’m on a quest to find the best free programs for Windows Mobile 5 Smartphone Edition, and so far it’s pretty difficult. There are many paid programs which I am sure work great, but I’m never the type to go with an expensive commercial app if I can find a similar free one. Cheap? Maybe. Here’s what I have found so far:
Speaking of police, here’s a Ford commercial that I never saw before. Kind of funny, except the stereotypical portrayal of police officers as fat old men. Although when I become one, I hope to still be able to drive that well.
This weekend began good enough. I have a new coworker who is gay and it was his birthday, so I spent most of the night at his place in Kent. Contrary to what he is probably thinking the morning after ingesting all of that alcohol, the worst part of my night was the commute home and getting stuck in morning rush hour. Other than that, I had a great time.
I worked on my final essays for both classes yesterday and today, and just finished both of them. I have one final exam today, one next Tuesday, then out until the next courses roll along. The second final project was a 95% by the way.
Today has been a bit odd though. I woke up at about 9am and began working on school stuff, and even though it’s only 4pm it seems much later. Maybe that’s because my back hurts and I’m cranky, but who knows. Speaking of back hurting that may be doing better after tonight, which I will discuss in further details later.
Okay, this video is different than the others I’ve posted but still good. You have to watch it all the way through.
People say I’m a dork for considering Hung Up by Madonna a good song to run code to. So what does that make this guy?
I love this video. Oldie but goodie…
Okay, time to vent. After getting my second paper done yesterday two of my roommates came home drunk (the drunk 19 year old was the one driving BTW) and after hearing that I had a headache thought it would be funny to scream an inch away from my ear. Did I mention these guys were straight? I guess I didn’t have to based on their behavior, but yes, they are. When Jake decided he didn’t want to play he gathered his stuff and went to his room only to get yelled at for not doing his dishes (a plate, bowl, and a fork). All of a sudden the person who works full time and takes full time coursework is the lazy one. I guess I should skip out on college and go to vocational school.
Of course most of the conversation with the [early to mid-30's] Alpha male roommate was done with his puffed out chest, arms down at his side, typical aggressive stance. [NOTE: If I had encountered this person at work they would be given the choice of (a) hospital or (b) jail (Since he had no weapons, (c) morgue was out of the question).] For a second I thought he was going to piss in the corner and mark the house as his own–It was like watching Animal Planet. Thank god he didn’t. But he did ramble on about things that weren’t even being talked about, like my protein shake mix in the cupboard and Cherry Vanilla Dr. Pepper in the fridge. I started the dishes hoping that would shut them up but it didn’t, it just gave him an opportunity to go off even more. One thing I don’t understand, and maybe it’s a gay thing (or a rational thing?), but why does there have to be so much physical confrontation? And why, when one knows they behave like this when they drink, would they fall off the wagon and do it some more?
The 19 year old boy is another story. He had been drinking, but he wasn’t drunk. His eyes, his voice, his movements, all showed that he was actually in control but used this situation to make things worse and “be one of the guys.” He was laughing at me–and anyone who knows me knows that this is not good to do–and I let him know that he should watch it. But of course he didn’t and just kept going. He suffers from the typical symptoms of a 19 year old trying to fit in, even though he is usually a pretty nice guy. Get him in a macho situation where his own masculinity feels threatened and his tailfeathers expand, showing off his colors, and he attempts to show that he is indeed a man. Too bad he’s only just a boy (Ex: When he was dating a 16 year old girl “just for sex” even though they never got anywhere, he would put I Want To Fuck You by Akon on repeat when she was over when they made out. LOL, isn’t that ridiculous?). Last night he chose to make this our level of interaction from here on out, so if that’s what he wants that’s what he gets.
Now here’s some food for thought. I work full time at night, I have a heavy courseload through school, I buy groceries every week (which seem to disappear, along with my bath towels–odd!), I stay quiet all night on my nights off to not wake them up because I know they go to school in the mornings, I am the one that buys firewood so they can enjoy it while I’m at work, go through two 12 packs of soda in a few days, and eat all of my cereal. This sounds pretty inconsiderate, eh? The Alpha male said that I shouldn’t think I can just leave things laying around and not do dishes (which outside of my room, not much of my stuff lays around) just because I work and go to school because he does more around here than I do. Let’s examine this:
I am obviously not contributing enough to this household, and should strive to do more in the future?
(((flash forward to morning)))
Alpha woke up and the first thing he did was apologize. Truthfully, I was expecting him to not even remember anything that happened. I knew he would apologize if he did, because underneath all of the testosterone, peacock feathers, and wild pack dog behavior he’s actually a pretty good guy who has his own set of issues just like everyone else. Boy (this is the 19 year old’s new name), on the other hand, has not and probably doesn’t think he should. Although if he does, I’m willing to put money on him saying, “Oh dude, I’m sorry, I was just so fuckin’ drunk!” He probably forgets what kind of people I deal with all night and that I can tell when people are drunk or not. We’ll see.