OMGWTFWOW!
At this moment, I'm pretty sure that "Flashbulb" on the S/T album by the Murder City Devils is the most rock and roll song of all time. Whenever I hear it, I want to run around and punch things (see: my roommates) and break stuff (see: my roommates' belongings) and cause general chaos (see: rolling a cigarette with my roommates' social security card).
I am currently at the Barometer newsroom, killing time. Classes are done for the week and there's nothing that I'd like to do more than go
home and take a long, luxurious nap while listening to the new American Analog Set cut, but alas, I have a coffee date. With a girl. In 30 minutes. Fun? We'll see.
This week has been pretty fucking hectic. I am currently pissed off at my roommates. They were up until 4:30, drunk as puerto rican sailors, listening to techno. So loud, in fact, that our whole house was literally vibrating with the "sweet-ass" bass hits. I almost killed a
man last night.
So, I'm operating on 3.5 hours of sleep (curses!) and there is still much to do. This week, I've been averaging ~5 hours of sleep a night.
I'm starting to get loopy -- I attribute it to the fact that I haven't hit an R.E.M. cycle is over a week. Losing my religion. And my sanity. And my hair*.
I was day dreaming in my OpenGL class and I came up with a thought: Google is the new "big brother."
Check this shit out:
1 -- they know what people are searching for.
2 -- if you use gmail, they know what you read / what you send.
3 -- if you use Google groups, they know what newsgroups you frequent
4 -- if you use Google AdSense, they know your social security number.
5 -- they have satelite photos of your motherfucking house.
TOTALLY big brother. The best part: all their services are free, which gives people that much more incentive to use them.
"But Mr. Eric, where is this all leading?" you may ask. I'll tell you, little one:
Eventually, Google will index all the information on the planet. Upon completion, they will now be able to control every aspect of the globe through an intricate blackmail system. Either way, we're all fucked.
This weekend is the big OSU v. UO civil war game. I predict a massive failure on the Beaver's part. Not only are we at a disadvantage
playing at Autzen satium, but moreover, we suck. Balls. If I were the coach, I'd tell the players not to show up. Instead, I'd take them all
to Basken Robbin's and eat banana splits while we watch the ensuing riot that would happen at Autzen.
Nothing like ice cream and riots. Or fingernails and pepperspray for that matter.
Anyway, I am going to go read naughty websites. Have a superb weekend.
I love you all.
*but not really, my hairline is superb.
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