Thursday, October 19, 2006

18 years...in 96 pages


Back in March, I requested a copy of my FBI file. I called about two weeks ago to see what the status was, and got a voice mail last week that it had been sent for printing and should arrive this week.

When I got home today, all 96 pages were there in my mailbox. I read the entire thing tonight in two sittings, and now I'm digesting...

Robot Humps

Surprise, George sent this.

New Scientist: Imagine Earth without people

A fascinating article in New Scientist that talks about what would happen if people disappeared from Earth tomorrow:

All things considered, it will only take a few tens of thousands of years at most before almost every trace of our present dominance has vanished completely. Alien visitors coming to Earth 100,000 years hence will find no obvious signs that an advanced civilization ever lived here.

Yet if the aliens had good enough scientific tools they could still find a few hints of our presence. For a start, the fossil record would show a mass extinction centered on the present day, including the sudden disappearance of large mammals across North America at the end of the last ice age. A little digging might also turn up intriguing signs of a long-lost intelligent civilization, such as dense concentrations of skeletons of a large bipedal ape, clearly deliberately buried, some with gold teeth or grave goods such as jewelry.

[...]

But these will be flimsy souvenirs, almost pathetic reminders of a civilization that once thought itself the pinnacle of achievement. Within a few million years, erosion and possibly another ice age or two will have obliterated most of even these faint traces. If another intelligent species ever evolves on the Earth - and that is by no means certain, given how long life flourished before we came along - it may well have no inkling that we were ever here save for a few peculiar fossils and ossified relics. The humbling - and perversely comforting - reality is that the Earth will forget us remarkably quickly.

Wednesday, October 18, 2006

Opie & Anthony: Fatty Pig Fatty tee shirts



Apparently Brother Elmo made a tee shirt for the Fatty Pig Fatty contest (previously mentioned). Rumor has it that a new 530lbs ringer is coming in next week to break the scale.

::oink::

Tuesday, October 17, 2006

A Boner of a Benz


Mercedes has a new factory-armored S600. From Autoblog:

Like the other Guard models (E and G-Class rides are also available) the S-Guard is built on its own assembly line, which lets Mercedes armor up the car as part of the original production process. As a result, they're able to build in the protective features better than any aftermarket program and still tune the car so that it doesn't lose much (if anything) in terms of handling and comfort. The 517-horsepower V12 underhood is more than capable of providing adequate thrust.

If the vehicle comes under threat, it's B6/B7 armor level is enough to stop standard military-grade small-arms fire (such as 7.62mm and 5.56mm rounds), protect against grenade shrapnel and offer protection against other explosive devices. Run-flat tires, a self-sealing fuel-tank, and an integrated fire-extinguishing system round out the Guard package. Despite all the reinforcements, the S600 Guard is visually indistinguishable from the garden-variety V12 S-Class.


Now that is P-I-M-P. I'm gonna write me some rap lyrics right now and record me an album. Wait until I roll up on your white malls in that shit...

To Catch a MySpace Predator...using Perl

bwaahahahahahahahaha!

From Wired:

I've been invited here to witness the end-game of a police investigation that grew from 1,000 lines of computer code I wrote and executed some five months earlier. The automated script searched MySpace's 1 million-plus profiles for registered sex offenders -- and soon found one that was back on the prowl for seriously underage boys.

That's something that MySpace has said it cannot do. Rather, it is seeking new laws that would make it easier to ban sex offenders from the site through an e-mail registry.


I'm going to go buy some Google Adwords right now for "Sex Offender? Don't want to be caught on MySpace? Click here for more..." and make my riches on kid-touchers and pagefuckers.

Monday, October 16, 2006

Self Actualization at 35 Degrees Fahrenheit

Mark has been training me for about 7 or 8 weeks now, and he's used the phrase "died and reborn" on many occasions. Today, while running bleacher sets out in the cold, he showed me what he meant by it.

Mark wins line of the day, [laughing] "There's steam coming off of you. Not your breath, but coming off of you."

Fucker. =)

Friday, October 13, 2006

I Wanna Be a Minority

A Kurdish dude, a black dude from France, a South Korean dude, an Afghan dude from Burke, and the Alpha John stood outside for an hour after English class discussing the three hour civics lesson we were given instead of discussing Freakonomics.

There's no punch line, except that I'm hopelessly white. Alternately, the punch line could be the horrific run-on sentence I just wrote about English class. Which makes this a "choose your own adventure" blog post.

Spy Shots of Cameron Manheim




Snacking as usual...

Tuesday, October 10, 2006

Playing Catch Up

Though last week's news cycle was interesting, my week was really just busy. I decided the week before that since I didn't have class on Colombus Day, I would take (yesterday) Monday off from work and go see my parents for the weekend.

School: I got both of my previous week's exams back. Accounting 90% and Economics 86%. My conference in English went well the week before.

Work: Some ongoing sillyness here surrounding Portal, lots of fits and starts. Two companies have contacted me about jobs in the past two weeks. I had one phone interview already and probably another this week. It's more likely that I'd stay than go, but we'll see.

Myrtle Beach was a good trip. Saw the folks, saw the cats, sustained 100 mph on the trip down for a bit (and a record 26 mpg). I made it home 450 miles in 6 hours 30 minutes including about 20 minutes in traffic.

Now back to: real life, status reports, English papers, et cetera.