Just don't understand your generation

So, I was trying to explain to my boss just how awesome Winchester 1897 trench guns are, but he seems to think they're pointless.  His whole philosophy was exactly as follows:  "it's ugly.  It looks like something that you would find in an old trunk you rummage through after your grandfather dies."  Then there's this little gem: "why would you want one of those old things, when there's so many better things out there?"

Henceforth, my rebuttal:  First off, why would you not want an old gun owned by your grandfather, and/or a historically significant piece such as that?  Secondly, how is ANY shotgun out there better than that one?  All the rails, sights, grips, and accessories in the world won't make the gun any more powerful, and won't make you a better shot.  Lastly, it's got a foot long bayonet/pigsticker on the thing!  You can keep your damn "pretty/modern firearms and accessories", because that bayonet alone is just mother-fing majestic!  It screams "don't f with me, because I will still be deadly long after I run out of ammo."

So, there.  Rant concluded.

The abyss

Kind of an odd week.  I'm usually not too busy and get frequent calls from loads of different people, but this week is the exact opposite.  Super busy, and no one has called me in a week.  It's quite the weird combination. In short, it leaves me with a serious lack of crap to talk about, really.

Oh! I nearly forgot to mention that it was the roomie's b-day yesterday.  I just wish that gift I got for him wouldn't take so long to get here.

Yep.  That's right.  Magpul XTM rail covers.  He's gonna be as giddy as a girl getting a diamond ring!  Okay, maybe not that exited, but still.

More mindless meanderings

  So, there's a girl that works at my job as a temp, who's leaving at the end of the week.  She was bugging me one day by being all giddy over the fact that she'll never have to come so early in the morning again.  I didn't exactly pay attention to what she said as I was working, and she took it as indifference.  She said, "Hey, admit it, you're gonna miss me when I'm gone."
"I guess"
"What do you mean 'I guess'?"
"Because you're like the little sister I'm glad I never had."

Yeah, that's what the end result looked like.

Teh snark.  I still gots it.

Almost forgot

Today is the day I'm supposed to make a poor excuse for a post, and just throw some music your way.  Since I've been on a bit of a James Bond kicker, here's the best Bond movie intro of all time.

Chris Cornell - You Know My Name

Gun nuts: candied edition

Oh temptation, why must you torture me so?  Every time I go to the gun show, I'm always on the lookout for things that I find to be old, unique, rare, or just darn pretty.  One gun in particular that I like to look for, is the Winchester 1897.  I've always held a fondness for them, but I hardly ever see 'em.  Well, yesterday, I beheld the absolute greatest 1897 I have ever seen. It was one of those short barreled Norinco reproductions that had the heat shield and bayonet lug, along with the full foot long bayonet!

Yeah, this is exactly what it looks like.

The worst part is that the guy was only asking about 425 for it.  Granted being a secondhand Norinco, it may need a bit of work, but that deal is still worth it in this man's opinion.  When I was looking at it, I told my roomie that he may have to physically pry me away from it, to get me to leave without buying it (and he did).  Needless to say, I'm constantly debating in my head whether or not I should just starve for the next two weeks, so that I can go over there right now and get it.  Cursed temptation.  It's moments like these that I kinda hate life for putting such nice things in front of me that are only barely inaccessible.

One thing's for sure, if I end up owning one of these, I would never take the bayonet off.  Unless I'm carving the Christmas turkey with it.

Into the black

So, another day of posting chalked up to being actually busy. I wish I had something interesting to say about it, but I’m tired enough that all I can do is have all my grey matter spill out of my ears this morning at work.

I’ve also come to the conclusion that a social life is overrated and that I should have spent my whole week at home playing the star-battle map for StarCraft 2, or just finishing up my play through of Deus Ex: Human Revolution, since that’s what nearly all my closest friends were up to this week. Hopefully, with any luck, we might even get to play some Battlefield 2 next weekend. I could medically use that about now.

Click on the pic for the Star battle website.

Predecessor's perogative

Another one of those days.  In which, I get in trouble for not knowing anything about something my predecessor should have told me about.  That's always just a freaking delight.

So, enough of that nonsense.  Now, for those in the know, in reference to my post yesterday, I had to send this to the matchmaker:

It's funny and creepy!

We gather here today

So apparently, before a pre-arranged marriage takes place, you do get to make one phone call to the bride.  Kinda like jail, or prison.  Hopefully, there won't be any conjugal visit.

And now for something completely different.

You ever have people that tease you with the idea of something nice, like for example, a root beer float, then not actually get you one, without giving you any explanation, until you decide to inquire about it?  Yeah, that's not annoying at all.

Social life? What is this you speak of?

So, I've been playing mass amounts of the new Deus Ex Human Revolution.  I was a fan of the original, and I'm glad to see they have a very pretty, innovative, fun, and challenging game, that still keeps the spirit of the original.  My only complaint here is the need to have all that day 1 DLC bullcrap, but that unfortunately is the norm in the industry now.  Anyways, go check it out and and realize all too late that you no longer have friends or family after you're done playing it.

Inconspicuous Interlude

Too busy.  Only music.  Enjoy.

insubordinate behavior

It's getting to the point that I'm disappointed in myself whenever I miss a day of posting, yet that sill doesn't stop me from missing the occasional day here and there.

Nothing too exciting to report on, other than that the arranged marriage still hasn't gone through (to the massive disappointment of some). 

I did, unfortuneately, watch that terrible new movie "Contagion".  Quite a boring movie, that does nothing but try to glorify the CDC, and portray news bloggers as wing-nuts.  Anyways, the only part of the movie that kept me entertained (other than a famous actress' head getting cut open), was a scene in which the CDC/FEMA were running a large containment/treatment facility, and were all giving all the infected people blankets.  Guess what blankets they got?

Yup the infamous Red Cross burn victim blanket.  Hate to say I told you so, but, TOLD YOU!

Are those new slacks?

I forgot why I stared this post.  Not really.  So, as a team building exercise, the entire IT department went out to Boondocks fun center.  It was actually kinda fun, especially the go carts.  Nothing really to write home about, but hey, getting paid to ride around in go carts, I'm already there.  Everyone in systems wanted to just make a video of us in the ball pit, one by one popping out of the pit, screaming, "Bazinga!", but apparently adults aren't allowed in the ball pit.  Phooey.

Next year, though we absolutely have to just have a huge LAN party where we all play BF2/AIX.  Now there's some synergy for ya!  Actually, that's what the entire systems team wanted to do for the past three years, but we keep getting denied by the higher ups and the programmers.  Friggin' programmers.

I may have strange ambitions, but....

I think it would be freaking hilarious to see some very small girl with dyed hair put on some Vulcan ears, then approach my boss, and boldly state: "I'm a woodland elf!"  I think it has the makings of the greatest office joke ever!  I will not rest until this has been done, but I may have to use the worst coercion and bribery I can muster to get it to happen.

On a more technophile (or in my case, familiar) note, I had no idea that there were Gatling guns chambered in the 7.62x54mm rimmed cartridge.  The first one I found out about was the Chinese Hua Qing Minigun; which as the name suggests, is loosely patterned after the home-brewed M134.  Your standard 6-barrel, electrically powered death machine.  That is so cool.

Why design something original, when you can just be communist?

 However, this was simply the appetizer for a the technological feast that is the Russian guns!  Say hello to the four barreled GShG-7.62 machine gun.  The best part is that it's not electrically powered, but is actually gas operated!  Self powered!  Man, I have never wanted something so much before in my life.  Behold, in all it's glory:

This thing secretes pure coolness.

And as perfect as that is, it's really just a simplified and modernized version of the same concept pioneered by the Slostin machine gun.  Feast your eyes on it's insane epicness:

Wow.  I may have to go to bed early just to rest my eyes after such exhausting ogling.  Talk amongst yourselves.

Practically awesome

I love the idea of playing practical jokes on people who deserve it.  Take, for example, an acquaintance of mine, who decided to get some professionally-done photographs together with his girlfriend.  Seriously, they all look like engagement photos.  He shows 'em all off on facebook, but then gets all butt hurt when everyone asks when the wedding is. 

Come on man, you're the one that showed off your sappy photos, so either be proud of your relationship, or I'm photo-shopping rings on each of your hands, and sending wedding invitations to your parents and extended family.  Then maybe you'll be forced to actually stand behind your decision.

And the magic 8-ball says...Try again.

Just can't be bothered today.  Way too distracted.  If it hurts you that much, leave a message.

May God have mercy upon my enemies

Because I won't.  My strongest wishes of peace to those who were directly affected by the tragedy of ten years ago, and my deepest contempt for those responsible.  Even more hatred for those who "don't have room" for the people who risked all to save lives on that day.

For lack of better, more thoughtful wording, here's some music to end the post on.

Adagio in G Minor (Albinoni)

One of the many reasons I don't drink.

I feel pretty crappy after staying up late alone, why would I want to add a hangover to that as well?

Anyways, time to attack the day with gaming!  Or, just chillin' I guess.

Out of mojo

Some say that he’s not as funny as he used to be, and that his posts contain much less pretty pictures as they used to, for occupying the minds of those that don’t like reading the whole post.


What can I say? Sorry for the lack of posts, and the vacuum of good humor. Well, I’ve been out of the groove for so long (all four days of it), that it’s just gonna take me a while before the vision goo returns. In the meantime, I added some visual enhancements to some selected posts made in recent days, so as to keep some of you from falling asleep.

Man, I need to have another LAN party, that’ll do the trick. A fresh, long list of virtual kills ought to do the trick. Maybe some more AIX will be on the menu in the future.

The best reason for saying the PC is the greatest gaming platform; mods!

Nothing to report, sir.

So, my class is finally over, and I actually managed to retain some pretty useful information.  The only thing I haven't gotten, is my promised certificate; which I doubt I'll possess without calling the school up and giving them some mild hatred in the form of a rebuttal.  Seriously, what is it with these hot teachers hitting on students, and blackmailing them by withholding certs unless they concede?  J/K.

On a completely different note, I finally saw X-Men: First Class, which turned out to be a pretty darn good movie.  Well, much better than I expected it to be.  I also must say, that even without my attitude towards villains, this movie has definitely changed my favorite character from Wolverine to Magneto.  That guy is way cooler than all those other pansies.  Long story short: I give it two mutations waaay up.

And for those in the know...

I hate that mother f-ing wolfman!

It's him, and he's back for mooooooore!

So, I'm skillfully developing the problem of dropping off the face of existence while on vacation.  I'm sure it's greatly appreciated by many.  Especially those who are trying to arrange a marriage for me against my will.

The trip down to the homefront wasn't bad, and the weather was almost enjoyable by about the last day I was there.  That still didn't stop me from griping about it's general crappyness, though.  The boy and the mother-figure are doing fairly well, and I also enjoyed picking on the dog while I was there.  I generally stayed in a state of general disarray and laziness, but I managed to find the time to fire off a few guns.  Maybe I can nab some pics of that, even though I was too lazy to even do that while I was there.

So, right now I'm sitting in a classroom taking a Windows 7 familiarization course, which is already proving to be quite handy.  Hopefully, I won't need to study like a maniac for a week afterward in order to pass the cert test. 

The 9th Circle

Heading down to the homefront.  Won't have anything to say 'till I get there.  Don't cry.

I don't always eat at expensive restaraunts...

So, I finally decided to eat at the Cheesecake Factory for the first time, with a few friends.  I must say, it was some pretty darn good food.  I especially had a good time making informed recommendations to everyone, which made them all do a double take.  "Wait, you've never been here before, have you?"  Nope.

It's the only restaurant, that I have sampled most of it's menu, without actually having been there.  Just because I have a friend I lived with, who's wife worked there for some time.  But, I aint telling them that, at least, not immediately.

Well, I'm spending the rest of the night reading Far Side comics.  T.T.F.N.

I hear that just looking at one of these signs will increase blood sugar, body fat percentage, and shorten your overall lifespan by about five years, but it's just so darn good.