I suppose it never occurred that chugging a large quantity of beer from a plastic baseball bat might’ve been a bad idea.

Ubergeeks: Making your car invisible to traffic cameras, one SQL Injection Vulnerability at a time…

Ruminations

Ok – so sitting around I sometimes get to wondering “What The Hell?”.

Today is one of those days.

It seems that the more I read through blogs and whatnot the more I come across people using the wrong words in place of the right ones.

Half the hypocrite, I’m not even sure if these are classified as spelling mistakes or grammatical mistakes. Anyways, what I am getting to are words such as brake and break. How can you mix up saying something like “I like to break for babies” or how about “Sorry officer, I forgot to set the parking break” and my favorite “Yo! I’m so gonna brake yo face!” (when said in a heavy NY accent).

Anyways, it’s not that I’m a brilliant writer and haven’t been known to make a misteak hear or there, it’s just that I wish people would take the time to either get reacquainted with their backspace key or at least visit m-w.com once in a while.

Update – I take great pain in re-stating the fact that California is laying off close to 30,000 teachers. Just think of all the crap you’ll have to read from now on, in addition to my own drivel.

Stepping off the SoapBox

As mentioned in my bio, I have a PsychoMagnet™ permanently implanted in my body. It’s not some cheaply made PsychoMagnet™ that merely attracts people who scream nonsense and drivel for no apparent reason. In fact, this is a top-of-the-line model that makes for some rather interesting situations on a daily basis, thanks in no small part to random strangers who are drawn in from all walks of life. It also has the added discomfort of giving me a positively terrifying dating life. Being a surprisingly laid back, go with the flow, kind of guy, this video helped clarify exactly where I’ve kept going wrong. [ Possibly NSFW ]

Yes, I admit, the thought of the rotating whir as the microwave heats up a ready-made frozen tray of less-than-nutritious, cardboard-flavoured food would make me want to kill myself, too. Fortunately, I know how to cook.