Stupid gnomes...

I'm sure everyone is aware of car key gnomes. They are the little bastards that steal your car keys and hide them in all sorts of strange places so you can't find them - especially when you need them the most. Their existence is confirmed in a very clever FarSide. At any rate, they appear to have spawned a new sort, picture gnomes. There are 3 pictures (1 is an xray) that I have seen very recently around my house, but when I go to look for them, I can't effing find ANY of them. I ask the Mrs, "Have you seen..." to which she replies "I think its in..." to which I say "So did I..." Turn the house inside out and nada.

Time to break out the industrial sized rat traps I guess.

Two more days

and I'll be an old man of 27...

Twenty years ago I would have been excited beyond all self control, and the days would have just dragged on and on. Now, "meh". Not a "meh" like "OMG IM GETTING OLD!" but just a "meh" in tems of its just another day. Good excuse I suppose to go out to eat somewhere nice tho.

I really am clever sometimes

Spent the last couple of hours coming up with a rather clever PHP script. Its not quite perfect, as I can think of one way to get around it, but it requires prior action on my part, and even then, its no big deal. But its quite good at picking up any blatant unauthorized leeching for the conditions its set in. I had spent some time looking at other's leech code, but they were lacking. Mostly because they all wanted the view to actually be on the site. I however, wanted to be able to link to the file remotely, but only if I am the one actually doing the linking. Thus, the condundrum. How do I tell the code its me posting and not someone else? It can't just be a link, or a visibile forum link (like "myimage.php?stupidsecretcodeanyonecanviewbyhittingproperties=1"). Anyway, I think my work around is finally ready for some forum testing.

If you happen to get hit by it, you'll know. So drop a line when you do :)

Its also not quite perfect yet in the sense that, you can get to a false positive leech test by doing a couple of things, but they are remote and random enough that I won't bother working on them tonight.

54098 words

..and counting.

My fingers tirelessly hammer away, numb to the fact that they have long since blistered and cracked open from the unrelenting punishment and constant use. In the back of my mind, somewhere underneath the dull haze it dawns on me that I'm perhaps halfway done. Despite the fatigue, I press on.

Little scenario:

Pretend its the 3rd century BC and you are a Roman legionaire on the field of battle. As you advance, you happen to notice a number of really pissed off, armored elephants charging right at you. What do you do?

I know what I would do. And it wouldn't be stand there :)

On a serious note, I wonder how well they trample. I suppose when you are talking about thousands and thousands of men (and plenty of elephants to boot), there's just no where to run.

I wonder if a rampaging herd of wild turtles would have a similiar effect...

Here! Take this weapon!

"This gun uses purple paintballs! Only slightly less powerful than our redpaintball weapons!"

-Stupid Team Leader / Main Character
"Raptor Island"

Wanted:

-One cute little Japanese woman to wait on me hand and foot. Must know proper place, and be proficient in cooking, cleaning, and other household chores, as well as personable and enjoyable to talk to. Imperative that they have their own little box to wear on the small of their back (what exactly that's for, I'm not sure, but I know it must be important). See Koyuki's character Taka in The Last Samurai for a good example. Housing and comforts will be provided, as well as a monetary allowance. Inquire within.

Movie truths

If there is one thing that writing teaches you, and that is “writing” in the sense of “writing” a good book, short story, or what not, is that it teaches you to lie. This previous assertion, I must now agree with, as when weaving an interesting and enthralling tale, one must certainly be believable - even its just a believable in terms of being constrained to that particular universe's set of laws and rules. After all, one cannot possibly capture and keep the reader if they are saying, "Now that just doesn't make sense!" every few lines - or even every chapter or so. And as such, to be a good writer, one must invariably build up the same skills needed to be a good liar.

Megos: 1 Charley: 0

So much for that hurricane. It obviously was no match for the Mego household since it is still standing, we are all alive - animals included - the 'cane is now gone. The eye of the storm went right over us, and if you have never been in an hurricane eye before, it really is very creepy. One minute we had nice strong 110 mph sustained winds, the next moment, it was dead calm aside from some light rain. If you can be so lucky as to face a hurricane in the future, it is a highly recommended experience. Just try not to catch any of the missile debris flying around.

The worst part for us at least, was having the power knocked out for 46.5 hours (approx). So what to do when your power is out? Why go .6 miles north to the store, which had power, or to the mall across the street from the store, which had power, or to the movies which was next to the mall, which also had power. Despite our obvious jealousy at which they got their power back, it was good in the sense that we saw 2 movies in theater we probably wouldn't have been able to. Both AvP and the Bourne Sup and they both get the Mego Seal of Approval.

And when not watching movies, one can always read. I started Douglas Adams' "The Long Dark Tea-Time of the Soul". And like all DA books, its really funny. A notable quote to end on:

"It suddenly became very clear to her that the checkin concourse of Terminal Two at Heathrow Airport had been hit by a meteorite. Silhouetted in the flare was the fur coated figure of a big man who must have caught the full force of it and been reduced instantly to a cloud of atoms that were free to go as they pleased."

Well there's a hurricane coming for us, by the name of Charly. As stated before, it should have been called Clyde. I'd like to know what genious thought up "Bonnie" for the first 'cane, and then decided "Charly" was a much better name for the matching hurricane than "Clyde".

There are traffic cams for I4 that the local news stations are showing every now and then. Nothing really amazing, just lots of rain and wind. Certianly nothing out of the ordinary from our usual heavy thunderstorms. We (I say we, because Mrs Megos came up with it and I'm writing it down) came up with the idea that it would be really funny as an intern (or whatever) on one of the news stations to either jump infront of the camera, or pull a little digital magic and act like you are being blown away in the storm "Live!" Or if that wasn't possible, maybe splice the bit in Twister where the cow shoots across the scene (and only that 2 second shot). That would certainly spice things up a bit. You could then take bets on how many seconds would pass before you got fired

First entries are so boring...

Well this is my first blog entry ever. I suppose I should fill it with a little bit of content, even though this is just to see how this works. Thanks to Mr Eukie for the title. I just shot down a db7, which was good, although I didn't get credit for it. Oddly enough, I did get credit for the h81 I knicked.

On a realworld note, I really should get back to work on my manuscript. Maybe I'll do that now.