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Category: Social
Tuesday, April 30th, 2002 @ 08:07 pm
Posted By Brent
I'm Screwed
My fellow drinking friends, this is the time you must unite, and stand behind me. This is one of those times when people need people. To be more specific, this is when people need people to drink with. Yep, you guessed it, I've been fired. Well, not so much fired, but my company has gone out of business and I have been laid off, let go, given the walking papers, however you want to call it.

So, in response, I am calling on all able bodied drinkers to join me in an asemblage of drunkeness and comiseration. We must show those who are not looking and don't care that we will not go silently in to that good night, which we will, of couse.

I have come upon a time of deep reflection and deep sips from the bottle, and I ask of you, my bretheren, to not think of yourselves, but instead, think of me and how much alcohol I need to consume until my grief is somewhere in the bottom of a vessel of booze. These are grave times indeed.


Category: Tech
Tuesday, April 23rd, 2002 @ 08:15 pm


     It's roughly 24 hours later and there are already two hecklers. Here's your real rain/explanation.

     I know you both like Gorillaz. How is it that I knew about it a good six months before any of you?

     And I know that you both like the la-la-la-la squirrel cartoon. Though I may have learned of it via misterpants, it's now being recirculated via k10k.

     While toke and m may not be the designers behind every movement on earth, their site serves as a sort of bulletin board of good ideas for the entire international design community. The people that design album covers, billboards, magazines, cars, computers, clothes, and just about everything else you see and/or put your hands on see what happens there or have their stuff featured there or fall within probably two degrees of their influence. If you want to see what the world is looking like six months or even a year from now (barring weird plane/building collisions), the design community is where you look. And since it can get a little overwhelming, k10k is perhaps the finest way to see what they're working on.

     So excuse me for providing a link to something I'm interested in and figured everyone else might be (just a little) since you've all dug what I've shared from that side of the internet and that very key hub is back up after like a six-month hiatus.

     Good day.

Happy Birthday, Brandan Turner.


Category: Politics
Friday, April 19th, 2002 @ 03:07 am
This magical Thursday night instead of hanging out with weird ass college kids who sit around and get drunk and raise a ruckus with drums their mommies and daddies bought them, I had dinner and chit chat at the house of g. One of the things we talked about was the Chinese and the Japanese and what their presence on this earth means to us. When I got home I was still thinking about it and I reached a conclusion. "There hasn't been an update in a week, and I can do something about that."

And I can. So I will.

I found this a few weeks ago and meant to mention then. But now seems like a better time. It's a quiz to see if you can tell Asians apart. I don't remember how I did, but I'll admit that it was pretty much a guessing game for me and my results certainly reflected that. To give everyone a little nudge in the right direction, I took the liberty of heading over to google's image search (with the family friendly filters turned on, of course) and entered "chinese person" and "japanese person". After going through lots of pictures of dragons and coins and assemblies of the People's championship kumquat eating league and pictures of American kids hanging out in the east and protestors and cartoon characters, I found these two smiling examples of our neighbors across the Pacific.

So get to taking that quiz and remember... rossa ruck.

Now that you've done that bit of bidness, you can learn how to dress like our favorite defenders of the inscrutable Asian way. That's right, NINJAS!

In completely unrelated news, if any of you enjoy brunching shuttlecocks then you might be glad to know that the main writer there has a blog now. Lore seems to be mostly steering clear of common blog sins, but he also seems to enjoy pulling some Penny Arcade style shit insofar as he's offering up these rather odd little explanations about some of the older jokes on the site. Oh well, what can you do?

You can go to bed, that's what.


Category: Tech
Saturday, April 13th, 2002 @ 11:33 pm
Posted By Brent
This is here for no reason at all.
Well boys and grills, this is my first post ever from the exciting, dorky, yet none the less spectacular world of running Linux on your desktop. Not only posting from Linux, but also did all the (minor) image editing in The Gimp. Foo's run Linux on his desktop for some time now, then Jason jumped on the boat, but it took me finally getting another machine (beside my main one) that I could do with as I please, and still be capable of such a feat as running a GUI OS on it. I've had a plethora of Linux machines before, but never one that I actually used as I use Windows. They're usually sitting around somewhere, concealed from view, serving as routers, webservers or database servers. I have to say, the difference is jarring.

Not that it's a bad thing, just a thing. I suppose it was easier for me than it would be for your common joe, seeming as I've had experience (limited as it may be) with how the file system is set up and other such intricacies of the OS, but all in all it OK.

Well, I'm sure you didn't log on to my website to sit here and read me ramble on about inanities that you could give two shit fucks about, so I'll get to more interesting things.

I went to that "Club 360" last night, for the second time, and I have to say, and it must have been Soul Night or someshit cause I think we were the only crackers in the joint. I noticed a peculiarity about the black social scene though. You go to some trendy assed white club and nobodies there but late teen to early twenty hipsters, but last night that place was easily 50% middle aged people (dressing in current "Afro-Fasion" and dancing to modern rap and such).

But, it was the second time I'd been there, and the first time was pretty cool, but it was late by the time we got there and the party seemed to be winding down. All in all I'd go again if I could schedule it as to not coincide with some bounce fest. For those not "in the know", its a bar/club ontop of the World Trade Center here in New Orleans. Its circular in layout and, yes, it spins. Hence the Name, Club 360. What a bunch of fiery balls of fucking wit they are.

After that we went to the casino so I could get free drinks while watching in astonishment the dregs of society plunk entire paychecks and babyfood budgets into machines with blinkity lights and spinny eyes. Good Stuff. They don't like it too much when you say at the top of your voice "Look at all these winners!"

Well, I've rambled long enough, and I think I'm going out tonight so I must go powder my ass and put my ruffled tuxedo on. Peace be with you brother. And also with you.

Aint No Fun Till The Homies Get Some.


Category: Social
Wednesday, April 10th, 2002 @ 05:00 pm
Posted By mr.fix
your savior mr.fix
As you may or may not know i am not the most level headed or sane prick that posts on this professionally jumbled mass of personal progress and tech news we all lovingly call Glitch13.com. That being said and since i have been gone for so long i think a re-introduction is in order.

My name is fix, first name mr. last name fix. You will address me as "Your Royal Lushness" or "King Throatcandy" if of course i feel your throat is an acceptable receptacle for my Royal Skin Sceptor. If per chance we are to meet face to face and you feel it necessary to comunicate via your mortal pie hole you will embrace the ground as it has become holy since my feet have tred upon it. You will also remember not to look me directly in the eyes. i Guess that those are the only things you need to know for now as far as re-introduction is concerned. Onto the meat.

Since moving to Missoula, Mt. i have had alot of time to think. Most of this time thinking has been wasted on drinking, letching and lying. Some of it has been spent thinking. "What", you may ask your self, "has fix been thinking about?". Well, let me tell you. i Have been thinking about the future, the future of man kind. Imagine, if you will, a world filled with love instead of hate. A world where unicorns and candy canes play together hand in hand. Muffins co-habitate with the potato children and the Gumdrop Gang doesn't rape all of the woman in the Corn Cob kingdom. Cars fly silent with lazer pilots on full alert! i Mean, what a world it could be. i Have a dream ladies and gents and you can do your part to help it all come together, all you have to do is send a note to me here at glitch13.com and we can arange a way for you to make a substansial donation to the "New Orleans BBQ fund"(a.k.a. fix & miss a move to New Orleans fund) that i am trying to get together. If of course you are against this sort of endevor you can jump up a camels ass and suffocate. once again thank you for my time and best wishes, your friend fix.
That is all.