hot fun in the summertime

Ive have been spending and will continue to spend many days in Ohio. It's where the things the pay me to dream up are built. By monkeys. Organized monkeys. But still monkeys. Turns out Dayton is a decent enough place. But some of the outlying communities is real backwards. Real backwards.



On patriotic running:

I was running last weekend. I was destined for failure; It was stupid hot that day and i was out under the sun's peak. Also, i was under-hydrated and think i skipped the last night's dinner. I set out on a 4 mile square but the first quarter is down hill and I burned way too bright to make it the rest of the way. Things looked bleak. As i rounded the first corner, i noticed an old man on the same general path but he had deviated an extra distance that carried him past a veteran's memorial. I wasn't paying particular attention but i knew he was wearing a hat, was over dressed for the weather and had to be old as dirt. As i was passing, i saw movement from over there- his hand going up, and then again as he passed the second flag, which he was obviously saluting. I gave him the nod and rounded that bend to started up the first incline. I didn't have any problem staying motivated after that. Knowing that old bastard was back there and any surrender would require me to turn around and go back past him, defeated, was unacceptable. His generation wins this one.

While running I passed the local swimming commune. Thinking of joining? I was. Of course, you'll have to pay the fees... Fucking rich people. (you'd think for over a grand a year plus deposit to use the fucking pool, it wouldn't be hard to get in. YOU'D BE WRONG!)

Fucking fuckers. They tell me it's some kind of bullshit status thing to join this club. It's a fucking hole in the ground with water!



Then again, things are hard everywhere. I'll start my own club. Bastards.

your reponse?

touche

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but when I became a man, I put away childish things

--Paul, Chapter 13, verse 11














Shoot, I don't listen to that kiddy crap anymore; I'm kickin' the adult jams now. See, check it. MC Pee Pants doesn't just want candy now, that's childish. He needs it. And when you need something that's a responsibility that only an adult (sees chocolate bunnies)..of my maturity.. Bunnies!
--Meatwad

I'm back bitches

It's not that the movie "The Mist" has a particularly surprising ending... (Though it does differ from the book) (That's right, i'm going to be one of those people that compares a movie to the book as a discrete yet effective way of letting you know i read it. Like a douchebag)

It's just so well executed

from work

I am now 10 days without cable or internet.

I've been building myself and other stuff to pass the time.

At first it hurt but now i'm convinced i will cancel my cable once the problem is fixed, and keep only the internet on tap.

I needs me some internet.

Shatner!

Shatner is at it again. Would i trade the rest of my years for the rest of his? hmm....

Lots of Cobasys in the news. Hard to miss in you live in Detroit.

Remember frisbee? It was a lot like this... but not exactly. (Frisbee!)

This happened to me last week

crotch-y

I'm pretty sure if there was a "how to" guide for making zombies, this would be step one.

Elsewhere, Jon points out that not EVERY Detroit after-hours party goes un-busted. Yes, it sucks when the gang-squad-esq anti-terrorist force ills your mellow. (Since when is loitering a car-impound-able offense?)

Finally, it turns out Meg Griffin is retarded hot, even when pumping gasoline.

Even more finally, i learned that AAA insurance will not insure what they refer to as "crotch rockets" no matter who you are. That seems odd to me. Like saying "we don't insure sports cars." How does one define such a hard to define class of vehicle? I'm pretty sure the word crotch doesn't appear on any vehicular title, anywhere. (Okay, maybe some Fiats, but that's only because i made that title myself with magazine clippings and gold star stickers)

the same but different

A while ago I was speculating wildly about start-up companies claiming they can make cars, having never done so before. The WSJ got in on the action. Here's there list. Fisker and Tesla are the only ones with the slightest chance.



I also talked a bunch of trash about gas prices. So have these guys but it's probably not worth reading.



Here's some stuff about robots but this guy is just painting a target on his back. (i think robots are becoming the new fetish of the indie-crowd that zombies seized a couple years back. It makes me feel dirty)

I recommend "Iron Man" and the HBO movie, "Recount." Unfortunately the former will make you constantly question the validity of their science and the latter will so the same, but differently.

Best of Luck to our comrade Notorious:

Save yourselves!

Do not watch the new Indiana Jones Movie. It is fucking pants-on-head retarded. The only purpose it serves it to occasionally remind us of movies from our childhood via lame and uncreative references to the previous movies. The plot is a fucking predictable joke but no one is laughing and the only time you will be surprised is when something so unthinkably insane happens that you're questioning whether you actually left the house this evening or if perhaps you just blacked out from fumes emanating off the cocktail of deadly cleaning agents you were employing to clean up last night's solo-circle-jerk, and this is all just an unimaginable hallucination.


It is not.

do not watch this movie.

I've got a lot of other topics i want to cover here but i'm too. fuck. tired. However, i could not allow this movie to be released on the world and not at least warn the others as soon as possible.

no proof.

or whatever

The Sophist Institute of Wizardry has been running some numbers. It goes like this:

1) By July $4/gal gas will seem like a dream so sweat we won't even know for sure if it ever happened. $5 easy. $6 in 16 months. Eventually the feds will step up and do something stupid to help rather than implement worth-while and long term solutions like public transportation or funding for impotent battery technology.

2) People become desperate for cheaper transportation. 12 year old electric cars (even with shit batteries) will continue to sky rocket in price. Other wares to invest in 6 months ago:

Permanent magnet DC motors
Electric bike motors and conversion kits
Rickshaw services
Electric car conversion kits
Gas Scooters
Used Honda Civics
LiFePo batteries
Bicycles

3) Pain ensues but we all survive (unless gas tops $6/gal- then i think we may all die.)

3) The market is finally flooded with decent quality, high MPG cars. Bikes and scooters and motorcycles are finally available in electric versions with batteries in decent supply at a realistic price. Supply and demand balances and everything is fine.

In related news, the sophist e-bike is back on the road after be sidelined by catastrophic metal fatigue. Now i can finally get that shopping list wrapped up.

Deathwedding!

Everyone needs to watch this.

For reals. It is totally worth it and stuff.





"It's fun to watch somebody go through family hell"

















okay, okay... I can't help but drop a hint. It involves strip clubs in Wisconsin.

yeah, I knoW!

F.I.A.T.

You'd be surprised how hard it is to post a link in craigslist to a webpage with the title "fornicating in a topless" and have a post contained "italian redhead," even if you are trying to sell a Fiat.

You will get flagged like a mutha-fucka

anyway, updates.

Green

Speaking of green, finally some noise on the wind front. They pretty much hit on the head:

-20% is the projected amount of unreliable wind/solar energy you can run a national power grid with. I've always heard 40%. Regardless, if we had some sort of energy storage system to smooth out those inconsistencies... some kind of battery of storage systems... yes.

-The grid is the current weakness. Think of it as the matrix, but more likely to fall on it's face.

-Distributed power is the ultimate hippie dream. Of course, hippie or not, it doesn't mean you can't disconnect and run your shit of the grid. I recommend it.


Then again, carbon emissions are often the least of our worries.

watch your popped collar

bro rape

insert vague reference to the following:

Been some pissing and moaning about lack up updates. Fair enough.

Been staying busy:

-Rode the motorbike for the first time around the lot and ordered me this helmet. Jay-Fry says I need fork seals and new tires. Chain needs a little help too but all that stuff should be pretty easy. Also, damn thing won't idle at zero choke but that might clear itself up when i get it on the open road

-Made my way to Stos' and repaired the Fiat (see image below). Turns out the engine ate the impeller blades on the water pump. I also replaced the radiator which amazingly even though it was stated as being a '79 part, it refused to fit into a '79 front end. Self tapping screws played a big roll in that opera.

Technically it's still for sale but now that it runs i may need to enlist it again. That is unless you got $3400 burning a hole?

-Some other stuff.

-Saw the movie Iron Man. (Get ready for mild spoilers) Overall I'd say it was very good. More science fiction than science fact, but i do not penalize it. Was doing a good job of blearing the lines between good and bad until the end when they inserted the absolutely evil guy who is absolutely evil for seemingly no good reason other than to fight Iron Man.

-Teaching myself how to use fiberglass matte to build stuff.

-Playing Urban Dead for 6 minutes a day.

-Wrap it all up with some humorous comment. Cant quite care to exert.

wh- what?

Captain Ron has nudity. Nipples. I just seens it with mine own eyes.

Then i confirmed it with the internets

for some reason this deeply unsettles me.

news day

One
two
three
four

Your assignment is to read the above links. Compare and contrast the underlying mechanisms with specific attention paid to social, cultural, institutional and religious burden.

Keep your papers to yourself. Everyone receives an A for showing up.

Surrounded by it

It's the topic at the dinner table; it payed for college.

Dad built roads, mom built cars.

The automotive monster is ever present every day.

a softer world

source

(Damn this robot soul)