A true sign of the Armageddon

I don't care that we're going to run out of drinking water by 2050. I really don't.

I don't care that oil is nearing the per-barrel price not seen since the Iran-Iraq war in 1980.

The fact that it's hotter and drier than ever recorded doesn't worry me a bit. There has been so much bad news lately that it all runs together into one depressing smudge. However, one story, a back-page story in today's Times-Union, made me gasp with disbelief.

Beer will be getting more expensive.

New

Don't think of a white elephant.

What's the first thing you thought of? A white elephant, probably. Nothing new there, we've all heard that as soon as someone tells us not to think of something, we think of it.

In this case, a verbal insinuation elicits a visual response.

What if you took a visual and forced a verbal response?

For example, what if Nick's poster above didn't say AIDS Wolf, but showed images obvious enough and clever enough to force the viewer to verbally recognize the phrase "AIDS Wolf."

Too much Bulleit Bourbon tonight? Yes, probably.

Greatest day of my life? Yes, probably

You know the Viagra commercials that warn you "For erections that last longer than 4 hours, seek medical attention?". Well, the Audi R8 comes with no such warning, so I think this 6-hour boner must be normal.

The Wootmaster

The more productive and successful I become at my job, the less I want to do anything.

Does that make any sense?

Pic, bitches.

Update

Yes, it's been nearly a month since I've updated.

Yes, I'm a loser. Things have been so incredibly busy, with changing apts, moving in with D, training the puppy and working 7 days a week that I come home most evenings and want nothing more than to drink beer. *nothing new there*

But, I miss updating this thing and if I hadn't been forced to turn in my work camera, you bitches would have a two more videos: one of my new work place, and one of our new apt.

The reasons I'm updating tonight is twofold: I've had too much tequila, and because one of Forrest's pictures with his new 30d made me very happy- it's the photo leading this post. A lot of good memories with WP Law, Forrest, and his family.

I will catch you guys up with everything soon, promise.

Revolution

The French had theirs. We had one. Che Guevara even tried it.

Now, people like this are taking a shot.

Yes, the sweaty-palmed, 18-35 year-old crowd known as Digg is revolting. I won't give all the nasty details, but essentially, a 32 digit hexadecimal code used to protect HD DVD's from being copied has made its way onto the internet.

I don't think many people would know what the hell to do with the code even if it came bundled with software, but the "Advanced Access Content System Licensing Administrator LLC" (some kind of copyright company?) has been contacting Web site admins and demanding the code be removed.

This is where it gets awesome. Digg.com, the site everyone knows about- and a site I have come to loathe- is sponsored by HD DVD. So when users started posting stories with the code,Digg admins removed the stories, and some say, even deleting accounts.

The Digg community has responded. As of about 12:30 am, the front page was plastered with the code. Earlier this afternoon, one of Digg's co-founders blogged about the repercussions of posting "the code".



Will they remove everything with the code? Will they delete a metric ass-load of user accounts? I don't know, but I'm happy to see the ethical battle. Digg gave users the unwieldy powers of autonomy and democracy and now the big test is here. Voting down someone's comments was an interesting "Web 2.0" concept, but facing a virtual revolution is even more impressive.

Yes, this is blatant copyright infringement, but watching the online community respond will be awesome.

*update: it's 1:44 a.m. and digg.com is responding with a 404.

Yes!

I'm so awesome.

In my pursuit of complete narcissism I have completed another video blog.

Hope you bitches enjoy.