Tuesday, May 31, 2005

"You're fighting the Spirit of New Wave."

"This spirit somehow embodies an entire flock of seagulls, a couple of durans, several bangles, some cars, two identical thompsons, and much more."

Seriously, you need to play KoL.

Thursday, May 26, 2005

JoA--Cancelx0r3d!

That's right, folks, Joan of Arcadia has gone the way of Firefly, Freaks & Geeks, and Spy Game (among others)--cut off in the prime of its life, extinguished before its light could even begin to blah blah blah. I'm getting really sick of this. And JoA isn't really the kind of thing that's going to have a Serenityesque movie revival either. Oh, Joan, how I do weep for thee...we never even got to find out whther you'd redeem that devil guy...

Wednesday, May 25, 2005

A 1337 d1{7i0/\/4r33

Note that you don't want to make every character 1337 or it'll be unreadable--a 2:1 ratio of 1337 to normal is generally good. Also note that 1337speak is really pretty lame to use all the time or for serious ever--it's mainly a humor thing. This is not including non-ASCII characters, which had a whole new dimension of 1337ness but also of confusion, difficulty, and time taken in the writing. "none" means just use the regular letter and surround it with as much 1337 as possible.
A= "4" or "/-\"
B= "8" or "|3"
C= "(" or "[" or "{" or "<"
D= "|)"
E= "3"
F= "|=" if absolutely necessary, but generally none
G= "6"
H= "|-|"
I= "1" or "|"
J= none
K= "|<"
L= "1" or "|" or "|_"
M= "/\/\" or "|\/|" or even "/||\"
N= "/\/" or "|/|"
O= "0" (that's a numeral, folks)
P= none, although it isn't THAT hard to make |°
Q= none
R= none
S= "5" or "$"
T= "7"
U= "|_|"
V= "\/"
W= "\/\/" or "|/\|"
X= "><"
Y= "j" (replaced--as in "relax, we understand j00--" but only when y is the first letter of the word)
Z= none

Always spell "the" "teh" and "my" "meye," and add "-orz" to verbs and plural nouns at random.

Tuesday, May 24, 2005

Fear the quiz barrage!


What Video Game Character Are You? I am a Defender-ship.I am a Defender-ship.


I am fiercely protective of my friends and loved ones, and unforgiving of any who would hurt them. Speed and foresight are my strengths, at the cost of a little clumsiness. I'm most comfortable with a few friends, but sometimes particularly enjoy spending time in larger groups. What Video Game Character Are You?



What Flavour Are You? I taste of Death.I taste of Death.


Doesn't everyone want a taste of death? Well they should. Most people deserve death. Keep away from me unless you think you're better than that. I probably won't like you. What Flavour Are You?



What Sort of Hat Are You? I am a Hood.I am a Hood.


I'm a dark horse, mysterious and sinister. People are never quite sure what to think of me, but at least I make them think. What Sort of Hat Are You?




Ottava rima? Me? That can't be right!
Too frivolous? But tut, there's no such thing!
Let others ponder thoughts of wrong and right,
Or sit and think how much they love the spring;
I'd rather spend my time in gleeful spite,
Or maybe laugh, or maybe sit and sing.
Besides, it might be fun to be inspiring -
But surely it would get so very tiring.
What Poetry Form Are You?

Sunday, May 22, 2005

This link, as well, might bear some going to.

If you saw the one four posts ago you will realize the relationship between it and this.

Saturday, May 21, 2005

eXceptional!

I've just come back from the first rehearsal of my band, The eXceptions (stupid capitalization to probably be dropped later). I (bassman, "Quelquechose" being my stage name), "The Drummer" (the drummer,) and The Notorious CAM/The Almighty Sausage (stage name still undecided--he's the guitarist) got together in the garage of the Drummer house and played Green Day's "Holiday" for about half an hour, total, over the 2 1/2 hour rehearsal. The rest was spent talking, pretending to hit each other with guitars, actually hitting each other with guitars, eating pizza, and trying to stop TNCAM/TAS from madly, loudly, and randomly soloing and playing riffs from other songs. The most interesting event was when, about a third of the way through, some random guy showed up with a guitar and asked to play with us. We all knew him from school, but we had never mentioned that we were a band to him, let alone say when or where we were rehearsing--he lived nearby and heard us playing. Giving that he's a pretty cool guy and knows how to play pretty well, he's now in the band, under the name The Unexpected and Unusual Rhythm Guiatarist, or "UURG (pronounced "urgh")." We plan to get him on stage with a Three-Arm Sally in at least one gig.

Also, this is SUMA cool.

Friday, May 20, 2005

I wrote this today during science...

And a few other periods, but whatever. The thought is rather unoriginal but still important, I think, and the phrasing is rather nice if I do say so myself. It's angry hippie-rock, if such a thing can be said to exist. It doesn't have a tune as yet, but...

REVOLUTIONARY

INTRO:
You are not your eyes, your hair
You are not the clothes you wear
You are not your race or creed
Can't you help your friends in need?

CHORUS:
Stand up! Rise up!
Look for a solution!
Take your place in
Human evolution!
Help us stop the
War and mind pollution!
Stand up! Rise up!
Join the revolution!

We live our lives in joy and ease
We live our lives among the thieves
We burn our oil, our gas, our trees
And it strikes me there's something wrong
We while away our idle time
Existence, no rhythm or rhyme
I listen to the lies, and I'm
Beginning to think we don't belong
Beginning to think it won't be long

CHORUS

I'm here with some impropaganda
'Cuz I'm too proud to stoop and pander
I'm saying now with perfect candor
I think we need to change our ways
I can't stand up for fallin' down
Whose sorrows are you trying to drown?
Oh well, just buy another round
Keep joking through self-induced haze
Waste your way through all your days

CHORUS

BRIDGE:
I may seem inflammatory
But you have to be, in bids for glory
If there weren't those who'll tell it true
Who knows what we would all come to?
This is no kind of holy task
I wasn't told and wasn't asked
But when you see a life in danger
Does it really matter if it's a stranger?

CHORUS x2
Stand up! Rise up!
Join the revolution!
Stand up! Rise up!
Join the revolution!
Stand up! Rise up!
Join the revolution!
Stand up! Rise up!
VIVE LA REVOLUTION!

An Adventurer Is Me!

The Kingdom of Loathing involves very little loathing, but great big gobs of humor and funny link-based gameplay (a phrase which you will understand once you get there.) I'm a Level 5 Disco Bandit known as Mobius.

Grraaaaaagh

I think it might be a good idea for some of my visitors to go here--you'll understand why once you get there.

Friday, May 13, 2005

If my band wasn't already named something else, I'd soooo take this one.



Declan Patrick Notmyreallastname's Aliases



Your movie star name: Cookies Patrick

Your fashion designer name is Declan Luxembourg

Your socialite name is Almight Sausage Boston

Your fly girl / guy name is D Cow

Your detective name is Hawk Notmyrealhighschool

Your barfly name is Peanuts NA

Your soap opera name is Patrick West

Your rock star name is Heath Cheetah

Your star wars name is Decset Cowlin

Your punk rock band name is The Bored Pants That Turn Into Jam


Monday, May 09, 2005

You can go. But if you do, remember this:

Walk away now and you walk away from your crafts, your skills, your vocations; leaving the next generation with nothing but recycled, digitally-sampled techno-grooves, quasi-synth rhythms, pseudo-songs of violence-laden gansta-rap, acid pop, and simpering, saccharine, soulless slush. Depart now and you forever separate yourselves from the vital American legacies of Robert Johnson, Muddy Waters, Willie Dixon, Jimmie Reed, Memphis Slim, Blind Boy Fuller, Louie Jordan, Little Walter, Big Walter, Sonny-boy Williamson 1 and 2, Otis Redding, Jackie Wilson, Elvis Pressley, Lieber and Stoller, and Robert K. Weiss. Turn your backs now and you snuff out the fragile candles of Blues, R&B, and Soul; and when those flames flicker and expire, the light of the world is extinguished because the music which has moved mankind through seven decades leading to the millenium will wither and die on the vine of abandonment and neglect.

Thursday, May 05, 2005

Heh. The last panel is my life.

They just keep coming!

Your English Skills:

Punctuation: 100%
Vocabulary: 100%
Grammar: 80%
Spelling: 60%



Yee guds, i thot me speling waz beter then thate.