This is to let you all know.
That.
District 9 is an awesome movie.
(I KNOW it’s been released for ages but cut me some slack, I don’t watch movies as religiously as I used to back when I was in Canada, okay? Plus it takes a while for movies to get here.)
I have a dark side to me that simply dances with absolute glee when it sees stuff like this.
You likey? Here are more. Click on the pictures on that site for a bigger, more detailed look. Alice is now my wallpaper—-which is kind of a stupid thing because it scares the living bejesus out of me every time I minimize a window. But it’s too awesome to ignore. Anyways, enjoy! ‘Cause I sure did.
Credit for insanely awesome artistry goes to Jeffrey Thomas
Okay, I know it was really easy back in Dubya Bush’s day to make fun of his speeches. But I gotta say, I really love this Barack Obama quote generator, hehe. You plug in a few words (mostly nouns of varying positive/negative degrees) and it “makes platitude”!
Here are a couple it produced for me:
Yes, in fact, I do have better things to do. Why do you ask?
You know how, when you have a Hotmail account, once you press “sign out” it takes you to the MSN main page? Needless to say, this page is different depending on what country you’re in. I’m not sure how it works, exactly, but I have four Hotmail accounts (yes, I may be a bit crazy) and two of them send me to the MSN Arabia page and the other two send me to the MSN Canada page.
The Canadian page is what anyone would expect. A little bit of news here, a little bit of celebrity gossip there. The layout is big and fresh and the headlines are like what you’d find in most magazines or newspapers—-headlines like “Betancourt thanks Canadians for support during captivity” or, less importantly, “A Sci-Fi Travel Guide (In Case You Get Stuck in a Spaceship)”
Sure quite a bit of it is silly, but for the most part, it’s written well enough to be published.
But on MSN Arabia, the writing is terrible and the comments on the articles (especially the gossip ones—-the news ones are generally okay) are downright embarrassing. Check this one out about Avril Lavigne, it’s so freaking horrible. The article sounds like something a fifth grader wrote and the comments are beyond stupid. I understand that most of the commenters speak English as a second language and so their spelling/grammar can leave much to be desired, but the stuff they say is also freaking silly. Like this guy who headlines his comment to be afriend:
“can any boday give me email avril lavigne i want to be for she afriend”
Dude—-hate to break it to ya—-but I seriously doubt Avril Lavigne even reads this stuff…plus getting her personal e-mail is never gonna happen. You could always send her fan-mail but that won’t make you her “friend”. What is up with some people?
Heh, I don’t even know why I’m ranting about this. I guess I’m wondering why MSN Arabia has to suck so much while the same site from other countries looks like a perfectly fine online magazine—-nothing mind-bending or anything, but respectable enough. Meh…
On a final note—-the title of my post is a comment from another badly written article on Jennifer Garner not being able to auction off a signed DVD of hers at her daughter’s school. (An auction established to raise funds, apparently). Philosophical, eh?
Yesterday night, at around 9:00 p.m, Lana and I hopped into the car to go to Villagio to return some stuff she had bought. Before we headed there though, we dropped by Hairy Baguette* road to grab a drink from Hardee’z. The traffic was insane but the good thing is that the area is close to the house. We grabbed what we wanted then headed back out to the main road, instead of taking Hairy Baguette again, which has no street lights and was jammed with cars.
*Digression: Lana christened that road “Hairy Baguette”. Her reasoning is that it’s got so many potholes and speed bumps that it’s annoying, like a hairy baguette. I don’t know whether or not I agree with her logic, but the fact remains that the road will forever be known by that random moniker.
Anyways, so we head back out and, since there were so many cars, I couldn’t change lanes all the way to the left to make a U-turn and continue our merry way to Villagio. Lana pointed out a smaller road perpendicular to the one we were on and we figured it might be a less packed detour.
Ooooh, how wrong we were. I forgot that that road usually happens to be insanely jammed up, and much more so on that night because it was the last day of Ramadan, it was Eid the next day, and it was after iftar (breaking of the fast). It’s usually the time EVERYONE leaves the house to wreak havoc on the streets. However, we weren’t worried—-we’d get out of the jam sooner or later, plus there was decent music on the radio for once. As we were chatting, I suddenly felt something odd about the car, and a second later Lana piped up, “Why’s the car vibrating?”
Stupidly, I responded, “I think it’s the music.” (I should’ve known better—-I blast music in the car all the time when I’m alone and the car never vibrates to that degree).
Lana switched off the radio. The car was emitting a steady growl and I could feel the wheel throbbing in my hands and even the floor was vibrating. My brilliant mind offered another explanation, “Maybe it’s the brake?” (This came from the fact that my driver’s car had a tendency to shake like crazy when he was waiting at traffic lights).
“That’s not normal—-even if it is the brake.” Lana said. The traffic started to move and I gently pressed the gas to move the car when all of a sudden there was a loud POP!! and smoke started rising from the hood.
Me and Lana: “Oh no…”
I never really celebrated Christmas—-mostly due to the fact that I’m not Christian. However, it’s a generally very happy (albeit stressful) time for the whole family. And the gifts are usually rather awesome and help balance out all those moments that drive you generally insane.
THIS is not a way to treat ANYONE on Christmas, or any day of the year for that matter. Least of all your own kid. This has to be one of the worst pranks I’ve ever seen. Don’t watch if you’re feeling too sensitive. I want to give this kid a hug so badly…and an X-Box 360 to boot.
Sucks to be in your family, kid…it really, really does. Granted they maybe couldn’t afford an X-Box but why the hell would they raise his hopes so high and then not even try to comfort him when his hopes have already crashed and burned? On Christmas day no less…bloody hell, some people have no souls.
I gave the compound cats (one family, specifically, being TP and a couple of her kids) some of Oliver’s cat food yesterday. I snapped this cute picture of Juling—-TP’s daughter who is seriously cross-eyed and skittish as hell. I read online that “juling” is Indonesian for “cross-eyed” (Mimi correct me if I’m wrong—-but if I am, the name stuck, heh) and it fits her pretty well.
Dopey, yes…but friggin’ cute.
And for comparison’s sake, here’s Juling with TP in the background. TP has a rather “Yeah, that’s my stupid kid right there” look on her face.
Okay, I know this is pretty much old news, but I didn’t know the hoopla around it was this bad.
On September 8, President Obama had a live speech broadcast across public schools in the US. Now I knew about this, but didn’t see the speech itself. A few days ago, I did look up a transcript of it and read it. The entirety of it is basically the message “Stay in school”. But in a more eloquent and rather inspirational way—-nothing surprising since Obama, unlike his predecessor, has a way with words. Anyways…
People who don’t cotton much to the current president (not that I’m a die-hard fan…I don’t even live in the US, but he does seem to be a vast improvement on Bush) got it into their heads that Obama wanted to broadcast this speech to their little ‘uns to indoctrinate them. Literally indoctrinate them. Like in that one speech he’s going to brainwash these kiddies into adopting his policies and becoming Obama-bots. Brian Fisher (more about him in the paragraph below) was on TV telling parents that it was a prime opportunity for Obama to ask kids if they want good healthcare for everyone and if they cared about the environment—-and obviously they were going to say “yes” and thus ask their parents to support policies pertaining to those topics. OH WOE IS ME!!!! DAH KIDDIES ARE GON’ THINK!!!
I’m serious. I first read comments like that on Fundies Say the Darndest Things, which I didn’t find surprising. While on that site, I checked out a link to Facebook that was for the American Family Association where they were talking about the upcoming speech. They had links to two videos of Brian Fisher, a man who hosts a show called Focal Point, who was urging parents to call their childrens’ principal and ask if they were allowed to opt their kids out of the president’s speech. He even went so far as to say that if the principal said it wasn’t allowed, that it meant that they were going to chain the child to his or her desk and force them to listen to the brainwashing from Dear Leader. (I’m paraphrasing here, but that’s almost literally what he said!)
I swear, I didn’t think Americans could possibly be that stupid. I mean, sure, there are a few who think France is where Australia is, but not to the point where they believe, with every fiber of their beings, that a president talking to their kids is full-blown brainwashing and indoctrination. One commenter on Facebook even went so far as to say it was like Hitler Youth, only for Obama. Since when did Obama = Hitler? Seriously????!!! Ugh, just watch these two videos of Brian Fisher for yourself—-and then weep for humanity.
I’d have embedded them, but for some reason it’s not really working. Anyways—-my conclusion is that Mr. Fisher is a bit of a moron and whoever believes his senseless spiel needs a shot of brain cells. Lots and LOTS of ‘em.
To conclude, here’s Obama’s speech. (Not a video, just the transcript). OOOH, THE INDOCTRINATION!!!!
Wow.
This blog is three years old today.
Happy Anniversary, Hala’s little spot on the ‘Net! (I’d call it Grins and Clockwork, but it wasn’t born with that name. My blog’s original name, which started on LiveJournal, was Obscurity in the Land of Moonlight)
Still kind of sucks that I decided to create this thing on September 11, but hey. Lots of people have it for a b’day and it wouldn’t be fair to make a damper out of it all the time I guess.
