Sometimes life just happens. We weren’t supposed to get new kittens until after our cruise in May, then again, these two siblings show up needing a home, free of charge. What’s a guy supposed to do? Within a few hours, they’ve made our house their home, and seem to be healthy, active, loveable cats. They’ve really changed the mood of the household, and they’re just a blast to watch. These lil’ beasties found a home in my heart as well. Just the thought of going home to take care of these little buggers, warms my heart. No names for these two yet, but we think they’re brother and sister. We have a family now ^_^As always, there’s more pics of the lil’ hellraisers here on Flickr

After a REALLY long day, I wanted nothing more than to relax and play some Kid Icarus and Elite Beat Agents before 24 and The Black Donnley’s came on: a relaxing night. Kid Icarus lost my interest quickly, and I JUST reached for my DS and was about to head to the living room to crack open Elite Beat Agents. I heard a blood curdling shriek. Bri’s screaming in the living room for me. I said “What’s wrong?” as I tensed a little, not knowing the source of her excitement. “There’s a BAT in the living room!” she says. I practically stopped walking towards the living room and imagined the little dude hanging in the corner or something. “Really?” I asked. “YES!!!!!” she shreiked again. Low and behold there’s our new visitor Ben, flying about the room in total slience.

I’ll admit, I wasn’t too brave as I stopped and waited for Bri to join me in the hallway. When she did we went back towards the study, shut the door and decided what to do. I was in jeans, a t-shirt and no shoes, the best bat combat gear of our times I’m sure. Nonetheless I crept out of the study to the bedroom next door and got my hoodie as my eyes scanned for signs of Ben in the bedroom. Next all I needed was my tennis racket, which Bri suggested, and I’d be in full costume to try out for Chet Ripley’s role in the next Great Outdoors movie.

Next I got my slippers on (my shoes were in the living room with my tennis racket and Ben) and headed back out to figure out how to get the not so little dude out of our house. I slipped out the side door and made plans to open the front door from outside, and let him out. Meanwhile Bri snapped these great pictures here on my flickr.

This shit happens to Bri all the time, never to me. At least I know I’ll have an exciting life here on in ^_^

IM Hangman V1.0b (.Net Framwork 2.0 required)

Unbeknownst to me, I have accidentally whipped up an easy way to play hangman via Instant Messenger clients. It started when a co-worker of mine and I started playing hangman casually throughout the day. To make it easier, I whipped up this crude utility during lunch one to assist us.

It can be used by anyone, and it’s simple to use. I’m posting it as a request from my former co-worker to make it available for download. Once I get back on my coding feet, I’ll be making a download section to host software. Until then you can download IM Hangman V1.0b here

So… after hearing many many reports of Wii-missles (Wii remotes flying out of players hands, wrist straps snapping, and shattered TVs as a result.) and a joke on EvilAvatar about an “Evil” grand prize for their holiday giveaway, I put some of my meager photoshop skills to work.

This was modified from Cupelix’s post about the “Wii-vil” joke made in the post. So I present the “Wii-Vil” remote controller. The best “non-slip” Wii remote available. With one firm squeeze of the “Wii-Vil” you can rest assured your expensive HDTV won’t become victim of a Wii-missle attack. You’ll also notice that there’s no power button. That’s because if you’re lucky enough to get the Wii-vil out of your hand, he’ll gracefully walk himself to the Wii and turn it off for you!
NOTE: Do not feed your Wii-Vil greasy foods, take your Wii-vil iceskating, give your Wii-vil a haircut, or squeeze your Wii-vil too tight as it will counter-act the “non-slip” surface. Not available for export, available only where Madagascar beetle weevils are sold.

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What a mistake. I don’t mean that in a bad way, but how do you accidentally enjoy doing something you never intended? In the end I’m happy I did, and could see myself doing it again.

Now I promised myself that I would at least “attempt” to buy a Wii. What I meant by that was swing by a couple of stores around midnight and see if I could snag one. I was dead set against camping out for something like this. “I’m not like that anymore… I’m too old… I’m not as anxious…” I told myself all sorts of things. I wasn’t about to be a “fanatic”.

11:45PM - Brianna and I decide to checkout Walmart to see if the line for the Wii was going to be crazy. Once we saw about 70 people in line, I realized how hard it might actually end up trying to get a Wii. It was a bust. But all hope was not lost. I figured there might be “midnight” sales going on at other stores.

So off I flew down to Circuit City. My thinking was, if I could snag one at midnight at Circruit City, I could stop at GameCrazy on the way home and pick up my pre-ordered games before I got home.

When we got to Circuit city, there was only about 15 people in line. SWEET. I thought to myself. So Brianna and I hoped in the back of the line. However shortly after talking to some of the people in line, we realized that there was no midnight sale, and these people were waiting until the store opened. 10 hours. I was thinking, no biggie, if there’s no midnight sale, I’d just go home and play Gears of Awesome.

12:15AM - The store manager announces how many Wii units they actually have, and that at 7:50AM he would be handing out vouchers to claim the Wii at 10AM at store opening. At that point we could leave and return, after much coffee and perhaps a shower.

I though to myself. That’s ok. I’ll just head home, but for some reason I wanted to stay. So I asked Brianna and she said “It’s not like we’ve got anything to do.” We decided I have never done anything like this, and it would be great to at least do it once. To say we have done it.

So Brianna drives the car home, while I stood in line. She brought back chairs, (socks for the woman next to us who didn’t plan on staying either, but then did), blankets, games, and my travel bag. We were set for a night’s night in.

The night went well. The crowd of people were very sociable, and we made the best of it. Some people called for supplies, and some took turns going to purchase goods such as air matresses and sleeping bags. Ad Hoc at best.

Some over acheivers even brought a TV and DVD player! A night of Kung-Fu wrapped up by a showing of Army of Darkness at 4am. All in all it was a great experience.

When it was all said and done, I was glad I elected to stay in line. I had a ton of fun, and ended up being number #19 to get a Wii, but I’ll remember that night always

Halloween 2006!

Sorry I’m a busy guy, but here’s my photo album on flickr from Haloween 2006, only 2 weeks late ^_^. For those who haven’t used one of my photosets before, they read like a story, for the most part, so start at the beginning and work your way down.

I’ll have to admit. Not all the pictures are my own. Since I was too busy having a good time, I didn’t get pictures of everyone. So instead I stole some pictures from sunshine and posted them to fill out the set. Enjoy! ^_^ Link

If anybody actually reads this website, you’ll notice that I don’t require registration to leave a comment on my posts. However I do moderate every comment submitted. This of course is heaven for dick-sucking-fucktards… I mean spammers. Much to my delight though I find the unwanted attention incredibly welcome.

I feel like Steve Martin did in the movie The Jerk. There’s this scene where steve races to see the new phonebook because his address is in it. He gets all excited because NOW he’s somebody.

“I’m somebody now! Millions of people look at this book everyday! This is the kind of spontaneous publicity - your name in print - that makes people. I’m in print! Things are going to start happening to me now.”

Well thank you miscellaneous spammers, you’re making ME feel the same way. Unwanted attention is better than no attention at all, and who knows? Perhaps someone from the 1337 spammers of Uganda might actually read and like what I have to say, and I may acquire a fan ^_^ If that’s the case, I retract my dick-sucking-fucktard remark. So come all ye spammers, but abandon all hope. It’s as easy as “select all, mark as spam” for me. And I’m not interested in granny sex, so at least send spam comments that links to porn I like ^_^ Comments like “Your post is on target. Keep it up.” just doesn’t make sense. Spamming is your job, take some friggin’ pride in it man. Do your job, and do it the best you can.

~AniAko

This morning I listened to a pretty funny comedian on the Bearman and Keith show on WZZO. Her name was Alex House (pictured left). So I decided to check out her website, AlexHouse.biz. While browsing I discovered she has a pet pug, Amadeus, who is literally the love of her life. Her passion for pugs seems to be of similar calibur of my passions. BUT, I’m not blogging about her passion. Instead I’m blogging to show off one of the FUNNIEST pictures I’ve ever seen on the web.

She has this link on her page to PugRescue.com. Now I respect any organization in the business of animal rescue/conservation. What I can’t get over is their HORRIBLE site design. The image they used at the top of their site takes the cake.

Now, it was a broken up image into a table cells (horrible) and the bottom section was a .gif file when the rest were jpgs (again, horrible). But that’s not what’s so funny. What’s funny is the rare “Wild forest-pug” featured in the image.

They make it look like wild, free-range pugs are a normal occurrence. We need to rescue them from forest fires! Oh noes! It was too funny for me to pass up.

Their site is ACTAULLY about saving pugs from abusive homes, abandonment, etc. Fire trucks and forest fires… yeah… uh-huh.

Well that’s the service I WOULD need if I followed this google map. That or a Sherpa to navigate the uncharted territory. Apparently these things happen when you upload, oh millions of scanned images to the Google Maps service. I find them humorous, as their service has been rock solid for me, unlike the dirty directions map quest used to give me. I can forgive Google for mishaps. I just wish they had a way I could report this problem to them so they can correct it.

What’s this? More pictures of my hands deep in electronics?!?! NOOOO!!!!