New Game, New Griefers

So, I've moved to WoW. When they say this thing is addictive, they don't lie. It's very easy to get hooked into the "One More Quest" Syndrome, and burn an entire day into nothing. However, with so many people competing for so few resources (in terms of crafting materials, quest targets, etc.) it's apparently quite the hobby to wait until someone is about to get one of these things and then steal it from them before they make it all the way.

I find it both fascinating and frustrating how much this reveals about the essential character of humanity. No matter who you are, or who you pretend to be, at the end of the day, you're just a selfish, petty animal like the rest of us.

I wish I could say I was disappointed, or shocked.

A New Hint For COD4 Players

Hey, everyone, I have a small hint for everyone who plays COD4. When you get on a map, and you notice that 5 of your 6 team mates are snipers, maybe consider switching classes. Snipers work best when you have team mates driving targets into their field of fire. This isn't possible when you have six people bunched up in a room all trying to shoot out of the same two windows.

Seriously, when did parents stop showing their children John Wayne movies? Because I swear no one has any idea of basic infantry tactics anymore. It doesn't require any special training, just two or more brain cells to rub together for some ideas.

One More Reason to Cancel Cable

NBC canceled Life. This was a great, character driven show. No, the crimes weren't particularly innovative or challenging, but the interaction amongst the main characters made the show a must-see every week. Just like Journeyman. I'm beginning to get annoyed. NBC gets me hooked on some great shows, and then cancels them. Not only that, but they are trading these shows out so we can see Jay Fucking Leno in primetime for 5 nights a week. What a brilliant fucking idea, NBC. Because that's exactly what we need more of, bland, banal, mediocre (at best) comedy from a washed up sell-out.

Not only that, but the fuckers are bringing Heroes back. They cancel Life, they cancel Chuck and give us five more hours of Jay Leno and more hamfisted melodrama and Comic Book Tropes from Tim Kring.

Looks like it's just time to go all Netflix. BSG is over, I can catch episodes of Burn Notice online, and I can do without the expense.

It almost makes you wonder if this was network TV's revenge all along. Cable nearly put them under, and now they are driving customers away from traditional pay TV services in droves. Why pay tons of money every month for crap you don't watch, when you can just queue up what you want, when you want it over the Intrawebz?

To Hell With DC

And by that, I mean, to hell with DC Comics.

They decided to kill Tim Drake and bring back Jason Todd.

The same Jason Todd that the fans voted to kill in the late 80's.

What the fuck is wrong with these people? I used to defend Dan Didio. I liked his willingness to shake stuff up. This isn't shaking stuff up. This is just stupid.

I was already going to pass on Nerd Prom this year. Now I just don't think I'm going to bother ever picking up a comic book ever again.

Dumb Fucks Are Everywhere

I overheard a conversation that almost broke my teeth.

I listened to one of the women here, a nice enough lady, go on a tirade about how the United States is a Christian Nation. My jaw locked, and my teeth started to grind under the strain. She mentioned how it was on all of our currency, and our legal system was based on the 10 Commandments. I felt the vein under my eye start to pound, and had to turn on music to get it to stop. Eventually, my jaw stopped hurting, but I'm not sure if that's because I stopped grinding, or the nerves in my teeth died from the pressure.

It wouldn't have been so bad if her audience had not given her their vapid agreement.

Seriously, there are times that I weep for the ignorance of the world. I would buy everyone a copy of the Federalist Papers, the Treaty Of Tripoli, and the collected letters of Thomas Jefferson.

But, then, I remember, the FUCKERS DON'T READ. Apparently.

General Malaise

I loathe technical issues, particularly when I have no power to repair them.

Stupid fucking smartcard login system failed today and kept me from doing anything productive for about an hour. So I'm going to have to stay an hour later to make up what should already be done.

I'm fortunate my teeth are so hard, or they would break.

Balloon Heads

I really didn't know what to call this post, but I feel compelled to write it.

I occasionally follow blogs from old friends from college and other places. Mostly these are amusing little things to read to see how they are doing and what's going on. I like Facebook and Twitter for the same reason. However, one of these has started to anger me greatly.

I'm not going to link to it, mostly because I don't want to start a blog war, and frankly the person in question doesn't deserve any traffic.

What infuriates me about this person, is that I knew them, shared a house with them, and had no idea what raving egomaniac this person is. They believe themselves to be one of the most intelligent, insightful, and wise people ever, and good at everything.

And what are they doing with these amazing capabilities? They work in the back of Target store.

Jesus Tittyfucking Christ. The cognitive dissonance required to consider yourself as smart as Einstein but work in retail is beyond me. How the obviousness of your shortcomings does not become apparent escapes me. I've known smart people doing dumb jobs. They are bright, capable people, but they are not uber-geniuses. This person considers themselves one of the intellectual elite.

I'm not sure what makes me more angry. If they are right, then I am angry because they are wasting their own potential and depriving the rest of the species of what they have to offer. If they are wrong, and they are, the presumption and ego just sickens me.

However, I can rest satisfied that they are exactly where they deserve to be: in the middle of nowehere, working a worthless job, and living in their own little world. Thankfully, that little world has absolutely no impact on ours.

Mexico Is Fun

For about 20 minutes.

I really, and I mean, REALLY like living in the U.S.

I like being able to walk down the street and not get called names because I have no interest in their prostitutes.

Objectivists Are Retards

I know you egomaniacal, self-fellatiating assholes like to think of yourself as the paragon of logical, reasoned thoughts. But I'd like to tell you that you aren't. No amount of protesting, or snark, or psuedo-reasoning will change one very big flaw in your argument.

You fuckers are just as human as the rest of us.

I know you hate that fact (which is further proof of your lack of rationality), but it's true. You have 46 chromosomes, and you suck just like the rest of us. Humans don't make decisions, we make choices, and then justify those choices so they sound like decisions. But decisions involve the objective consideration of factors BEFORE deciding on a course of action. Choices are made without consideration of factors or consequences. Humans do that all day long, and then cover it up so that it sounds good.

Sorry.

Well, not really, because I hate you fuckers, generally speaking. You act like you operate in a fucking vaccuum, when you don't. Everything you do affects other people, and things other people do affect you. Sometimes you can't see the chain of cause and effect, and sometimes you can. However, it always exists. Just because you can't, or rather, wont, see it doesn't mean it's not there. That means we all bear some responsibility for each other. So your philosophy of Objectivisim is really about extracting the maximum benefit of group effort for one individual, you. And that makes you the worst kind of hypocrites.

COD4

I am done with this game, for at least a little while. I have turned into every stupid moron I play online, and take the damn thing too seriously. Even when I'm having a harmless game amongst my friends, I get entirely too focused on winning. It's just a fucking game, and I'm having problems keeping my perspective. My friends don't need to hear me talking shit at them, or frothing in a rage. It's just a game.

More Live Bitchiness

You know what? Those of you bags of filth that make secondary accounts on Live JUST to run through the levels on COF4 again have to be the most pathetic group of people I've ever encountered? Once you've achieved a certain level of ability, the stupid little icon next your handle doesn't matter. No one cares really. The stupid icon is more of an indicator of how much time you waste with the game, not your actual ability. So why do you assholes make another account to seem like a low level putz and gloat when you beat someone of a higher level? You aren't fooling anyone, and it's pathetic and ineffective griefing.

If you want to be a griefer, just use your first Level 55 and hit people from the places you know they can't get to you. It's time honored and really irritating.

I mean, if you really want to be a complete shitbag, anyway...

Or, you could just play the fucking game and let everyone have a good time.

Undeserved Glory

The Steelers did not deserve to win last night. I say this as a Steelers fan. Big Ben played horribly and only the excellent work by his team mates prevented a completely humiliating loss to the Cardinals. Kurt Warner was clearly the superior quarterback on the field last night, and I have to say, the Cardinals were also the better team. Too bad Billicheck, or whatever the fuck his name is, won't keep the same team for next year. This was their one shot, and the fates conspired against them.

Cardinals, in my mind, you won that game.

Internet Fuckwad Theory

For those of you unfamiliar, look here.

Now, I contend that there is another facet to this theory. In addition for never ending amounts of rudeness and vulgarity, people also get to be whatever they want to be on the Internet, and that includes expertise on everything, and being perfect in every way.

At least they say they are.

My question is this: If all of you fuckers are so good at everything and so bloody smart, what the fuck are you doing working at a Target in Flagstaff, AZ, or living in Mom and Dad's basement? Talk about having an over-inflated opinion of yourself...