Thursday, May 25

Browser

For about 2 now I've been asking myself what is the best browser? I mean, first I was using Internet Explorer (yes, I'm using Windows, not too happy 'bout it either ... will change soon a.k.a. in the summer), which I thought was the best (and only) browser. Then I saw an article about Firefox in a gaming magazine. It was still in beta, so I decided not to try it out (I was quite conservative at that time).

*three months later*

I downloaded Firefox. It was tha best browser for quite a long time, as in 6 months (!). Then some trouble occured. Dumped. Who's next? Good ol' Mozilla! 3-4 months it was good. Then dumped. It's Opera time! Three months. Dumped angrily. Next? Avant Browser. 4 months. Slim Browser. 4 months.

A depressing period as I changed a browser every 3 or 4 weeks, a really bad period when I used IE again, lasting 2 weeks.

Now? Well since we are going back to our roots, I'm writing this post from Firefox. It's good. For now.



Death by browser annoyances.

Wednesday, May 24

Realistic?

Today I went to my tutoring lessons for the Romanian Discipline. Bla Bla Bla, at a certain moment we were talking about how one of my collegues at tutoring has been evacuated because of the quarantine in the neighborhood she lived in, a part of Brasov. Not too long after this, we arrived at the subject of whether or not Bird Flu will mutate and transmite from human to human:

Tutor : Well this hasn't happened, as far as I know.
Me : Yet.
Tutor: ...
Tutor: You know what? You're killing me everytime you come here (she's quite old, by the way). You are either sadic or simply macabre.

I'm thinking she exagerated a bit about the last part. Anyway, the discussion continued ever more until the debate of whether or not being realistic equals being pessimistic.

It's quite odd, when being realistic and predicting bad things, this being your point of view, are you automaticly tagged as pessimistic (and vice-versa) ? Does a nation or an institution shun realistic-pessimistic people because they might influence the population, or sometimes, tell them true things that should not be said, in fear of causing doubt/panic/fright/revolution?

Yet the ultimate question remains rock solid: When is someone realistic? Maybe some answers about pessimism and optimism can be given with just one sentence, a quote by someone who's name I sadly cannot remember:


The optimist believes that the world is perfect, and the pessimist fears this is
true.


Death by lack of wisdom.

Tuesday, May 23

Pool


My god, I played pool for the first time just a week ago and now I'm an addict. How can you not be? This game is practicly what I always wanted, for years!

Soccer - good recreational sport
Basketball - same thing
Ski - only available in winter, need to practice more
Table Tennis - really nice, would really want a table at my home
Pool - hell yeah! after the exams this summer I'm moving to a pool hall

It is simply amazing! Here you need some real tactics, you can manipulate the cue ball in any way, send it in any direction and pocket a ball in any way imaginable.

For now I'm still learning. Played about 8 hours in total. Eight Ball is the game I currently play, the pool halls in this city (the ones I can afford) have only this game available. Until now, I have beaten every classmate that played with me, some many times. Though there some kids that can beat me, I sometimes have some really good luck. Which, in my opinion, is also necessary in this game, besides raw talent. I L.O.V.E POOL!
Death by pool addiction.

Monday, May 22

To Study Or Not To Study

So get this: today I had an exam, needed for finishing this school year. I knew it for about 2, 3 weeks, yet I didn't study anything.

The last weekend came, and friday I was too bored to study. Okaay, saturday. Look at the pretty lights! "Uuuuuuu ..." Nope, not saturday.

Sunday morning: " ... uuuuuuuuuuuuuu ...". Nope.
Sunday afternoon: " ... uuuuuuuuuuuuuuu ...". Not quite.
Sunday evening: " ... uuuuuuuuu. " Could this be? "Baff time weeeee!!" *sigh* Nope.
Sunday night, 22:00 : "Dude, I should go study!" *study, study, study* Woohoo!
Sunday night, 23:20 : "Oh man, I'm sleepy ..." ZZzzzZZzzzz.

Monday, first two hours I have the exam. Dad comes to my door: *thumbs up*. "Thanks." *study, study, study*
Monday, 7:50 - 8:00 : *study, study, study* "Put all your school books in your rucksack!" *study, study, study*. "What did I tell you, mister?" *study* *close book* "Done."
Monday, 8:01 - 9:59 : *writing, thinking, writing, thinking, writing*. "Please put down your pencils and give me your test papers!" *writing* "Done!"

The conclusion? The exam was divided into 3 sections. 1st section: easy, correctly wrote 12 out of 14. 2nd section: easy as heck, wrote everything correctly. 3rd section, the one I was studying for, and the hardest: out of 2 necessary pages, I wrote 5.

5! F-I-V-E! A FOUR letter word! Am I smart or what? *grin*


Death by too much books to read.

p.s. here's a link to a very nice comic: http://www.leasticoulddo.com/. It just celebrated it's 1000th strip today!

Sunday, May 21

Eurovision '06

This years edition of the Eurovision contest, held in the Greek legendary capital, Athens, was the best one I've seen. Why? Because, finally, someone went there and gave them some good, hard, rock! And who better to do this than the scandinavians?

Yup the Finnish group Lordi went on stage with their monstrous-looking costumes and sang "Hard Rock, Hallelujah! F^$%ing Yeah! The song was in the 80's hard rock style, and really vibed up the people in the arena. They deserved the win.

On the other side, the most fugly nation to sing was, sadly, the United Kingdom. I mean, hell, that song by Daz Simpson should have been meant for an under-12 kids show. You call that RAP? Bwahahahahaaaa! He was like a 14-year old trying to be 50 Cent. L-A-M-E !

All in all, can't wait to see the next edition. Supposedly the winner band gives the trend of the next edition songs. 80's hard rock at Eurovision '07? Kick ASS!!!

Death by kiddy rap.

Saturday, May 20

North Korean Nukes



A recent (2 days old) news on Softpedia.com states that

the North Korean nation may be on the verge of assembling a long-range ballistic
missile with a nuclear warhead whose range could reach the United States.


I say: fear the north koreans! The entire world should fear them. Communism did not do this, rather the hate for all that the US threw it's hands into: from the USA itself, the american people, democracy, NATO, NASA and all the way to World of Warcraft and Barbie (hehe). Yes, it's true! Have you ever seen a north korean hooker? It looks a CIA/FBI agent, only with crappy suits cut in the middle to make a "cleavage".

North Korean has announced on numerous occasions that it is building its nuclear
power in order to deter US and its allies.


Yup, you heard it England, France, Germany (1/2 ironic) & co. They ain't bombing american KFC fast-foods, they bombing english pubs, french omlette restaurants and german beer factories. Goddamnit, i like all these things! Arrrrr ...

American officials believe the country may as well have one or two nuclear bombs
in its possession


"May as well have". It's like Bush saying: "OK, if you send me some of those fancy girls that hitchhike all night for my boys here at the bureau, I'll give one nuke. Two, if the girls look good."

and the ability to build many more.


Ooohh Daamn. Now Bush ain't no longer passing 'em out, he's only giving Christmas Gifts. Nuclear winter, anyone?

The US chief negotiator is due to arrive in China for an official visit next
week, in order to take part in nuclear talks.


I, for one, trust this guy. If he's been selected from over 200 million people to do this job, he sure must have a high charisma score! And besides, if he screws this up, Bruce Willis will come and save the day! If HE doesn't do a good job, even though I doubt it, well damn it, we'll just send the best there is; ladies and gentlemen, please give a round of applause to the one, the only
SAAAM
FISHEEEERR!!!




Death by North Korean nuke.

Barbie dolls

Right foot going forward and left; vice-versa. All steps touching the ground on the same straight line. High heels doesn't make it any easier. Mini skirt, pink. Top, pink. With or without bra underneath. Face filled with make up. Wearing shades. Hair color is either natural blond or bleached blond. Insides of skull: rotten and unused for some time. In one word: barbie doll.

She is a strange specie of the urban homo sapiens. They usually do not walk alone but, as the Bobel Prize Winner P!nk said, "in packs of two and three", often carrying "itsy-bitsy doggies". They are fiercely territorial, often guarding their males with ferocious attacks with their claws, teeth and heels.

If one would like to mate with a barbie doll, he would need to:
1) Get in touch with her, start a conversation. Try to make jokes and discuss a topic that does not take too much mental power. Once this is passed, you can keep on ranting, because she will not be listening anymore. She will study your movement, muscles and other physical features.
2) Call her. A lot. A whole damn lot. Discuss things like "I like you. I like you more. No, I like you more. No me. No, me!" and "It's late, please hang up now. No, you hang up. I'm not gonna hang up, so you hang up." If 2 hours pass without you calling her (on the cellphone, we're modern now), your chances of mating will drop, and it can only be reraised with
3) Gifts. They should be, in most cases, very sparkly. Something attracts them to sparkly things.
In some situations, you will have to do more things, but this rarely happens. When things go perfectly, you can mate right after step 1. In very good cases, by step 2. In normal surroundings, the third step will be enough.
This scientific study will continue some time later, after we receive word from several universities and phychology specialists around the world that we have enquired about this growing porblem.



Death by cell phone radiations.

Friday, May 19

Bird Flu

Is only 5 kilometers away from me!! No serious, take a good look at where I live, then watch the news. Yup, in a place called Codlea, 5 km from Brasov.

How are the people feeling like here? Well, the buying of chicken in the country has been reduced to half, many stores/factories feeling it. In fact, the place where it was first spotted was a chicken factory with 120.000 chickens; they can't even kill them all. The people are aware of what the flu can do, and stay away from it. Though, the rural population fears it greatly, first because they are not well informed, secondly because, if somebody finds a dead chicken in their home, they hide it quickly and either burn it or bury it. Once the police or vets find a bird, they kill ALL the lifestock of this kind in the entire village, and start searching in nearby locations for signs of the flu.

And this is a good thing. Why? Well, you, my friend, benefit from it. Look at Turkey and how are they handling it:

Villager: Ohmigosh, a dead bird!! H5N1 has been confirmed on it!!!
Turkish Government: Meh.

We, Romanians, neutralize and quarantine the place immediatly, days before it is confirmed. You people should be glad, we are the gateway of the bird flu towards Europe.

And now some data about the problem: yesterday morning, there were 10 pest holes. 5 hours later, there were 12, today at school a friend of mine told me there were 16. Just now I looked on a news site, there were 18. By the time you read this, be sure that there even more. Why? Because there already are 23 (!) suspicions. There are 11 people suspected to carry the disease in just 3 days.

The situation is bound to get even more nasty in the next few days or maybe even weeks.


Death by bird flu.

Thursday, May 18

Champions League Final '06

Damnit! Why Barcelona? I mean, Ronaldinho IS the best football player at the moment, and there's a reason why they are called the "aliens". Maybe they needed this title, maybe they didn't. What I'm trying to say is: remember Real Madrid in '03 - '04? They were the best team on the planet, no one could deny it. But then they used their popularity to buy the hottest players in Europe at that time, like Beckham and Zidane. Then what happened? They lost their team unity, the smoothness of their play. Nothing truly important has been heard from them since then.

I like Arsenal. Mainly because I love british football. Even though Wenger's choice of creating an all foreigner team somewhat dulled the feeling, I respect because ... well, look where he got to! Though, in this game, he used (as I recall) two english players, so maybe a slow comeback will start.

Barcelona won, and that is that. It was a beautiful game, truly worthy of such a final. Let's look up to next year. If Barca wins again, I'm afraid they'll go the same path as Real Madrid.

Now that's a scary thought.

Death by football euphoria.


Wednesday, May 17

Sore Throat

Yeah, yeah, yeah ... nothing much for now. Wait until tomorrow or later for some *real* posts. Today I'm not in the mood. Got a really sore throat. Feels like someone sliced my neck from within with a poisoned dagger.

Death by sore throat

//And just for future references, I'm not emo. Just wanted a theme ... heh, more like something to end my rants with. Goes along quite well, as you can see above.

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About Me

Yo! The name's Dan, aged 15 (lovin' this period), living in the city of Brasov, Romania. So you can better know me, here's a list of things I love and hate: I love - humor, sarcasm, gaming, computers, literature, philosophy, punk rock music, comedy/fantasy/horror movies and the big breasted sex. =D I detest - lack of humor, uniforms/suits, excess of order, emo, bitching/whining, barbie girls, fake politics and dumbass, blind american kids.

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