another day, another digit

Aaaaand today marks day #10,000. Five digits, baby. The greatest number of digits I'll ever have, unless I manage to live until November 3, 2255, and which point I'll hit the 100k mark.. I'm not optimistic about that event taking place, though.

sweet effing eff!

Sweet merciful crap, this is amazing.




Part of me is really excited for this, but the more rational part of me knows it's only a matter of time before Milo becomes self aware, and we all know what happens after that. Also, the prospect of children growing up with A.I. friends is more than a little off-putting.

Those concerns aside, though, this is probably the most bad ass thing I've seen since the new Rambo movie came out last year... and that was the most bad ass thing since James K. Polk.

What do you think? Is Milo as bad ass as James K. Polk?

having missed pi day and square root day, i am excited to catch this one

Today is not my birthday, or even my half birthday, but it is a pretty cool day that has to do with my birth: Today marks exactly 9,999 days since I was expelled from my mother's uterus and forced to live a life of toil in order to survive. And by a life of toil, of course, I mean having to spend time awake instead of sleeping in warm liquid, and having to eat my own food rather than have it delivered to me through a tube in my belly.

Sigh. How great my life was ten thousand days ago.

they should have called it 4chat

I was introduced today to an interesting concept called Omegle.com, which pairs you up with a total stranger in a private chat room, in which both of you are anonymous. It's like the 4chan of chat, only far less disturbing, and with at least 90% less tentacle porn.

I don't think I'll be frequenting this site, as it seems to me to be likely inhabited primarily by kids and predators, but I did have some amusing encounters in the few minutes I spent tooling around there.

Here's the entirety of my first anonymous chat with a stranger:

Obviously, this stranger is not down with today's modern vernacular.

My second attempt reminded me of this for some reason:

And that was the end of that.

And coming up next, we have... oh geez...


Eventually, I did have some semblance of a conversation, although only in the most liberal use of the word:

Hell yeah! I like that enthusiasm! Sadly, though, it did not last:

LOL, that's beautiful. I can just picture this Stranger hanging his head in dejection as he delivers that pitiful "ooh.." and signs off. A classic hangup if I ever saw one. What really gets me is that he left immediately upon discovering I'm not a Lady Gaga fan, and to him, that was a perfectly reasonable response. Just like how the Men Without Hats felt it perfectly reasonable to refuse friendship with anybody who doesn't dance.

All in all, I recommend Omegle for a quick jaunt when you're bored, but nothing more. Being anonymous and random, it's ideal breeding grounds for trolls, and you'll probably spend half your time being bothered by them, as well as being asked "a/s/l?", which is internet shorthand for "I am not someone you want to waste your time talking to."

Do give it a shot if you feel so inclined, though, and let me know about any humorous incidents that occur as a result.

a psa from me to you

Behold, my first attempt at singing outside of a karaoke bar.



Remember, the only 100% effective protection is abstinence.

everything to be said has already been said, but i'm going to say something anyway

The other day, my friend mentioned to me that she was surprised I hadn't posted anything about the Miss USA pageant controversy, as it is standard practice for me to comment on such things. I had no idea what she was talking about, as I hadn't yet read the internets that day, so I made my way to YouTube to find the incident in question. And I must admit, I was more than a little disappointed. Sorry, but beauty queens stammering out goofy drivel has been a little played out this past year, and it really isn't worth my time to comment on such old-hat anymore.

But then tonight, while enjoying a generator of random images, I found this cartoon, and couldn't resist posting it:



So now you can be happy, Kris; I've commented on your pageant scandal. Now I'm going to bed.

socks revolution, day 35

All is well on the socks front.