Everything and everyone's got a conspiracy theory, from the Moon Landing Hoax to the Obama Birther Conspiracy.
First, let us define a conspiracy theory. A conspiracy theory is a theory that explains a historical or current event, usually by a "secret team" or a "shadow government". They are usually viewed with skepticism and ridicule, because they are utter bullshit [citation needed]. They lack scientific (and logical) evidence, some of which are utterly ridiculous (e.g. THE WORLD IS RULED BY LIZARD LIKE ALIENS THAT ARE DISGUISED AS HUMANS!!!).
Here's what i say:
every conspiracy theory out there is made by a group of conspiracy theorists, bent on keeping the truth from the world. They want to control the information. They want to hide the truth.
THEY'RE ALL CONNECTED! THEY'RE ALL LINKED! IT'S A FUCKING CONSPIRACY!!!
Friday, August 7, 2009
Obituary for Twitter
It was a microblogging site where you only use 140 characters or less to tell people what ever you wish.
One day ago, hackers shut it down with a denial-of-access attack. Everyone panicked. Teenagers screamed profanities as a sign of mourning for the loss of their beloved site. Trendy people (douchebags) suffered the fact could not update everyone on the latest happenings on their interesting lives. Stalkers cried as they no longer had the ability to be on the know of the activities of their favourite celebrities.
Twitter. You will be missed.
Here's the twitter status site to find out what's REALLY going on.
Thursday, August 6, 2009
That is The Question
Charles Victor Szasz. The man with a really weird-arse name. He was an angry orphan, always questioning why the hell people do stupid shit to other people. The world is a fucked up place.
When he was old enough, he studied journalism. Even had a crush on a certain Lois Lane. After graduation, he worked for a TV station in Hub City under the name Vic Sage, because Charles Victor Szasz was too long and too obscure, and because he wanted to leave his past. He exposed the bullshit that went on in this helltown, but it was pretty much stating the obvious. Bullshit always goes on in Hub City. The mayor was a good dead man, and his widow had to run for office to replace him. Of all the cops in the city, only one of them was honest. He made friends with them, and exposed the even bigger bullshit that he can't expose on TV as The Question, thanks to the Pseudoderm invented by his pal Tot.
After a few adventures, he became disillusioned, even questioned his own role as a vigilante. He went to the Amazon to find himself.
He returned to Hub City a changed man. Trained by Richard Dragon in martial arts and the ways of zen. When the Huntress was accused of murder, he introduced her to Dragon, and helped her focus herself, and had a romantic relationship with Vic along the way.
That was Charles Victor Szasz.
That was Vic Sage.
That was The Question.
Supergirl: What, do you go through my trash?
The Question: Please...
I go through everybody's trash.
source for basic information:
The Question Unofficial Fan Site
When he was old enough, he studied journalism. Even had a crush on a certain Lois Lane. After graduation, he worked for a TV station in Hub City under the name Vic Sage, because Charles Victor Szasz was too long and too obscure, and because he wanted to leave his past. He exposed the bullshit that went on in this helltown, but it was pretty much stating the obvious. Bullshit always goes on in Hub City. The mayor was a good dead man, and his widow had to run for office to replace him. Of all the cops in the city, only one of them was honest. He made friends with them, and exposed the even bigger bullshit that he can't expose on TV as The Question, thanks to the Pseudoderm invented by his pal Tot.
After a few adventures, he became disillusioned, even questioned his own role as a vigilante. He went to the Amazon to find himself.
He returned to Hub City a changed man. Trained by Richard Dragon in martial arts and the ways of zen. When the Huntress was accused of murder, he introduced her to Dragon, and helped her focus herself, and had a romantic relationship with Vic along the way.
That was Charles Victor Szasz.
That was Vic Sage.
That was The Question.
Supergirl: What, do you go through my trash?
The Question: Please...
I go through everybody's trash.
source for basic information:
The Question Unofficial Fan Site
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
DebtNote and Other Money Matters
Debt. Almost everyone's problem, that's why i don't want any of it.
As much as possible, i never borrow money. I don't want to be responsible for someone elses money. Hell, i don't even want to be entrusted with money. I'm afraid i might lose it and pay for it.
I always pay cash. Only problem is, i don't carry too much cash. It's cheaper and better. I only carry what i need, plus 20%, in case of emergencies.
I think it's stupid to wear wallet chains. Here's why:
A pickpocket takes your wallet. You feel a tug on your chain. The pickpocket can't get the wallet, what does he do? He'll pull your chain, and stab or shot you, and just take the cash in your wallet and leave you lying down, bathing in your own blood.
I hate those e-mails that tell me i'd be getting millions (in some cases, billions) because i won a lottery made possible by a tobacco company. That's total bullshit. I don't even smoke. Fucktards. And the ones where some guy from Africa wants to send me money. I DON'T EVEN HAVE A BANK ACCOUNT (for now)!
I don't know the secrets on how to be rich. If i knew, i'd be rich myself.
As much as possible, i never borrow money. I don't want to be responsible for someone elses money. Hell, i don't even want to be entrusted with money. I'm afraid i might lose it and pay for it.
I always pay cash. Only problem is, i don't carry too much cash. It's cheaper and better. I only carry what i need, plus 20%, in case of emergencies.
I think it's stupid to wear wallet chains. Here's why:
A pickpocket takes your wallet. You feel a tug on your chain. The pickpocket can't get the wallet, what does he do? He'll pull your chain, and stab or shot you, and just take the cash in your wallet and leave you lying down, bathing in your own blood.
I hate those e-mails that tell me i'd be getting millions (in some cases, billions) because i won a lottery made possible by a tobacco company. That's total bullshit. I don't even smoke. Fucktards. And the ones where some guy from Africa wants to send me money. I DON'T EVEN HAVE A BANK ACCOUNT (for now)!
I don't know the secrets on how to be rich. If i knew, i'd be rich myself.
Shopping for Shit
When i want to buy something, i almost always never go online. Two main reasons:
1. I don't want to get a credit card(too much trouble. I don't want to be indebt to anyone.)
2. I prefer to physically enter a shop, talk to an actual person, and pay in cash. Plus, i can haggle in real life to save money, a thing you can't do online.
People online who want to sell me stuff, you're just wasting your time on me.
I'm off to shop for a new fedora now.
1. I don't want to get a credit card(too much trouble. I don't want to be indebt to anyone.)
2. I prefer to physically enter a shop, talk to an actual person, and pay in cash. Plus, i can haggle in real life to save money, a thing you can't do online.
People online who want to sell me stuff, you're just wasting your time on me.
I'm off to shop for a new fedora now.
Monday, August 3, 2009
Creep
I enjoy creeping people out. Especially the people that know me, but don't know me well (hell, my friends don't know EVERYTHING about me). It's funny to look at their faces' expressions and reactions. I usually do something that i know will creep my friends out.
Like this one guy. He's a bit homophobic, so, i act like a (no offence) stereotypical gay man just give the fucker the creeps. He'd look shocked, then disgusted, then angry, in that order. Really makes me want to smack the guy in the head for prejudism.
Another one is a bit paranoid inside the men's room. So, when he went to the men's room, i made sure no one else was there. I kicked the door open, and scared the living shit outta that motherfucker by showing up with a camera pointed at him while he was pissing. I tell you, that made him stop urinating that very second. Gave me a punch on the shoulder, but i think i deserved it. Too bad i wasn't fast enough to click the shutter.
Now, this one arsehole just deserves to get creeped out. Keeps copying my research work for most of our subjects. I took a brown paper bag, filled it with various animal shit, and put it in his bag. Until now, that sonovabitch has no clue who put that shit there.
So, there. If you show any signs of weakness (read: annoying behaviour), i'll fucking creep the shit out of you.
I'm not kidding.
Like this one guy. He's a bit homophobic, so, i act like a (no offence) stereotypical gay man just give the fucker the creeps. He'd look shocked, then disgusted, then angry, in that order. Really makes me want to smack the guy in the head for prejudism.
Another one is a bit paranoid inside the men's room. So, when he went to the men's room, i made sure no one else was there. I kicked the door open, and scared the living shit outta that motherfucker by showing up with a camera pointed at him while he was pissing. I tell you, that made him stop urinating that very second. Gave me a punch on the shoulder, but i think i deserved it. Too bad i wasn't fast enough to click the shutter.
Now, this one arsehole just deserves to get creeped out. Keeps copying my research work for most of our subjects. I took a brown paper bag, filled it with various animal shit, and put it in his bag. Until now, that sonovabitch has no clue who put that shit there.
So, there. If you show any signs of weakness (read: annoying behaviour), i'll fucking creep the shit out of you.
I'm not kidding.
Sunday, August 2, 2009
The Things I Do
If you must know, i'm bored and uninspired today. So, i'll just make a list of things that i usually do for fun.
1. Watch TV
i have to admit, i'm a bit of a couch potato. I'll watch anything that will catch my eye. I prefer BBC over CNN. I'm a fan of Mythbusters. I watch cartoons when possible. I watch anime too. So, yeah, that's that.
2. Enter cyberspace
i'm on Twitter. I'm on Facebook(look for me if you can.). I read webcomics, specifically Gone with the Blastwave and Suicide For Hire. I read Cracked.com. Hell, i learned more shit from cracked.com(a comedy site) than on any trivia site.
3. Read
bibliophilia. How i love fiction. Science fiction and fantasy are some of my favorite genres. Neil Gaiman, Larry Niven, J.D. Salinger, just some of my favourite writers.
4. Sleep
the wonders of sleep. I get to enter the Dreaming this way. Thanks Morpheus.
5. Do some rather stupid shit
run around doing parkour. play pranks on anyone(i mean ANYONE). perform an improvised dance number with my friends in a large crowd of people. some rather embarrassing things.
6. Drink too much Coke, coffee, and iced tea
i love caffeine. I can't stay awake without it. I've discussed this in a previous blog. Just read it.
Well, that's about it. I'm done for now. Might do item number 4 now. See you in the Dreaming.
1. Watch TV
i have to admit, i'm a bit of a couch potato. I'll watch anything that will catch my eye. I prefer BBC over CNN. I'm a fan of Mythbusters. I watch cartoons when possible. I watch anime too. So, yeah, that's that.
2. Enter cyberspace
i'm on Twitter. I'm on Facebook(look for me if you can.). I read webcomics, specifically Gone with the Blastwave and Suicide For Hire. I read Cracked.com. Hell, i learned more shit from cracked.com(a comedy site) than on any trivia site.
3. Read
bibliophilia. How i love fiction. Science fiction and fantasy are some of my favorite genres. Neil Gaiman, Larry Niven, J.D. Salinger, just some of my favourite writers.
4. Sleep
the wonders of sleep. I get to enter the Dreaming this way. Thanks Morpheus.
5. Do some rather stupid shit
run around doing parkour. play pranks on anyone(i mean ANYONE). perform an improvised dance number with my friends in a large crowd of people. some rather embarrassing things.
6. Drink too much Coke, coffee, and iced tea
i love caffeine. I can't stay awake without it. I've discussed this in a previous blog. Just read it.
Well, that's about it. I'm done for now. Might do item number 4 now. See you in the Dreaming.
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