Reuters | Web Radio Stations Plan Silent Protest Vs Royalties
w00t!
You are Perl. Congratulations. You’re chic and easy going. You can’t do everything
but you’re good at connecting with others to help you overcome this.
the disappeared
status report:
spending lots of time with jer…
common rotation show at hard rock cafe on sunday…
pulling things together bit by bit…
coachella on saturday…
mike chan is in town…
three weeks of reading to catch up on and an assignment due next week…
>_
quizzie!
which children’s storybook character are you?
this quiz was made by colleen
WHAT THE FRICK?
From the Daily Bruin: Sexual double standard is natural
linky
This is slightly frightening. Just remember, as Norm MacDonald said, “Germans love David Hasselhoff.“
sight of the day. walking
sight of the day.
walking down to cj’s in the middle of the day, we see a truck parked on sawtelle. the back of the truck features an attractive (read: HOT) young asian girl clad in something resembling a black bikini. she is striking a seductive pose, fingers to lips in that universal hand gesture for “I’m so hot, I want you so bad right now.”
and to the side of this picture of this girl are the words:
“what is boba?”
“call 1-818-xxx-xxxx” to find out!”
three things.
1. no where on this truck is there a picture of boba, or any real mention of what boba is. however, additional writing on the sides of the truck hint that the company is some sort of supplier for this boba stuff. and it is only “hint.”
2. this is the most shameless use of sex appeal I’ve ever seen. it’s hilarious.
corollary to #2: only asians would have the complete enough absence of basic human values to do something like that. so hilarious, so wrong. gosh, i love my peoples. [half-rolled eyes]
3. quoth a friend who accompanied me down aforementioned street: “and I thought I knew what boba was all these years!”
and to continue on the hot-sexy-asian theme, nea posted a hilarious entry in her blog here.
My oh my!
I love accents.
My new home page!! SoYouWanna speak with an Irish accent?
hee. no, I’m kidding. My home page is the boring but always error-free about:blank. I know! so non-descript! If it were espn, or nytimes, or something then that would tell you a little bit more about me, right?
No, my “Home” page serves a much more practical purpose than that. It’s a throwback from my “unreliable internet” years when my connection would be completely crap (read: AOL). I despised (and still despise) getting those “page cannot be displayed” messages. I think it’s part of my hidden deep-seated resentment at being told I can’t get what I want (harhar). So this scenario would often happen:
pearl gets on computer. she is cheerfully opening up applications. on reflex, she opens up IE.
wait! she’s not connected! doh!
computer is heard humming away, workin’ all 120mHz of pentium power with all its might….
Pearl: no!! stop!!
pearl hits stop button. frantic click click click.
computer still hums away, stuck on trying to open IE and open page…
Pearl: NoooooOOOOOOOooooooO!!!
computer finally realizes its being told an alternate command, ceases looking for page, but only after having just realized it’s not there and just before displaying “page cannot be found.” Browser displays “action cancelled” instead.
pearl sighs in half-relief, half frustration
So you can tell I got really tired of this after a while. When my young teenage mind discovered that you can set your home page to about:blank, needless to say, I was very happy.
One of the things I miss about Netscape (-sigh- rest in peace, you now-clunky browser) was that you can set the page you start up with about:blank, but have your home page be something else. Isn’t that kind of special? Netscape had some good ideas back in the day. Now it loads too slow, pages don’t display properly, and it’s [voice]now more unstable than ever[/voice]. I’d go purchase Opera, but I’ve wussed out so much on my anti-Microsoft stance nowadays (Apple sticker on monitor notwithstanding) that I don’t even mind IE anymore.
[weeps]
heeheehee!
Atom Films: All Amateur Ecstasy
another “not what you think it is!” kind o’ thing.