Filler Update!

Oh geeze...it's been awhile. Once again, it's no wonder people stop checking up on this. I seem to forget to update or some such. So, I still don't have much in the way of a topic, but I desperately do need to update, so it does not appear as if I've completely abandoned this place. Au contraire, mes amis. I check up on it every once in awhile, when I think I have an idea only to find it doesn't have a lot of substance or is just lamestown.

Anywho. This has to do with this specific blog. Why the hell would someone think it's cool to come on here and post a comment anonymously, slamming me? What is to be accomplished there? I mean, if it's constructive or if you have a counterpoint, it's one thing, but to just straight up insult me is stupid. Then to not even have the courtesy to sign the comment or own up to it.

For one, I moderate comments here. Blogspot sends me an email letting me know that someone wishes to comment. So I get to preview all of them before they are actually published. Am I going to publish a comment that only amounts to an insult? No.

Again, please sign your comments in some way shape or form. That is at least readily recognizable to me. Not some vague reference to something that happened once, I'm sorry but I sometimes sleep and other events occur. I forget stuff. So far all the comments that are up, I've been able to recognize who it was, so good job on that.

I take that back, with the exception of the person that called me 'Zombie boy.' Those comments still got published, because they were cool, but I have no idea who you are. So if you'd like to claim such comments, have fun. (Although you probably won't read this, so, eh. Whatever works).

I mean, seriously. You imediately have the ability to know who I am, and it's supremely frustrating when I can't figure out who is wanting to comment on a post of mine. Unless you are really someone I don't know. In that case, welcome to my blog! I have no idea how you found it or why you find it interesting since I'm not forcing you to read it at gun point! Enjoy your stay!

Anywho...this all leads to a bigger problem. The great fad of anonymous (mean) commenting on the internet. It happens all over the place. It also really needs to stop. People need to be given some kind of permanent name or tag online, so we can pick these bastards off or something. I try not to let such comments get to me, but it's really frustrating when it finally penetrates your own blog. I'm sure that'll lead to at least one or two attack comments happening at random, or from people I know trying to be funny.

SPOILER ALERT: You aren't funny.

Yeah, updated!

FML: My Thoughts

So, I'm now going to write about my opinion on this new internet craze, and I'm going to assume you find them valid and possibly correct since you are reading my blog. Which is incredibly awesome and should be linked and/or shown to everyone you know. Friends, family, pets, random people on the street. Maybe go downtown in whatever city you live in and let a hobo read it on your computer if it's a laptop. They don't have the internet or a computer, and I'm sure they'll appreciate it.

Here is a simple diagram of how awesome my blog will be to hobos.

My blog > Food, booze and crack. Combined.

FML is irritating. It isn't funny, or cute or enjoyable at all. There are reasons for all these, but don't we have friends for things like this? So we can share our problems with them? That site isn't even like a blog, where people can share thoughts, it's just a place where people can do one of two things. Either complain about about something or make something up in an effort to try and be funny.

Hey, I can do that too. "Today, a bird crapped on my head, I got my leg cut off, then got herps from having sex with a girl I just met. FML." OMG LOLOLOLOLOLOLOL. Either that or, I can try and get sympathy by elaborating on how none of those things were my fault at all. Lamestown.

You know who can't help you figure out why you're a whore/manwhore and talk you through getting the herps and sypholis from having unprotected sex with three different guys in one night? Random internet people, that's who can't help you. You know who can? Your friends. Or probably if you're that deep, a psychologist.

I understand it was originally meant to be a site for funny little anecdotes. It isn't funny though, it's annoying and a plague upon society. Are we all that introverted and sad that we get our kicks from random person 1000 miles' away bad day or laugh at a weak attempt at humor when someone makes up a fake bad thing happening?

I really hope not.

Drinking Problem

Woo, I'm three days short of going an entire two months without a real update. I won though. I won.

No, not the kind in Airplane. You fool. Although, if that's the first thing you thought about, immediately add twelve points to your overall score. You're moving up in life! I mean alcoholic drinks actually, and why people drink them.

Now, I do understand people want to go to a party and have a good time, that's fine. Every once in awhile, on the weekends, not for me, but cool if you want to. Also, if you're feeling like crap about something, not the best thing to drown your sorrows in, but whatever floats your boat. The people who have a problem are the people who seem to drink every single day, and every time they go out. If they are not drinking, they seem to be uncomfortable.

These people are annoying and if you encounter them, you may find yourself reaching for the nearest blunt object so that you can beat the stupid out of your head as soon as possible. Or lower your intelligence level so it does not give you a headache to listen to these people ramble on and on about, "lyke OMG! last night was amazing, lololol." I need to take a shower now...

These people have no personality as far as I can tell. The only thing I can figure is they either see alcohol as a personality substitute or they are just that immature. Neither is better or worse than the other. But I have to say, listening to someone talk about they got drunk on a Wednesday night makes me confused and angry.

You might be thinking, "but Sam, they can live their lives how they want." Sure they can, it just does not annoy me any less and won't let me stop from ranting on the almighty internet. Where my opinions are both valid and somewhat anonymous.

Yeah! Take that drunken idiots who won't ever read this! Take that!

Errr...yeah

Update on the way, I swear my 3/4's of a reader. I just need a damn topic.

Just A Thought

It would be pretty awesome, if when commenting anonymously, you could put a dash, then maybe your name or something. I allow anonymous commenting so that people can comment without having an account, because then nobody would ever comment here. So yeah...that would be pretty great. Also have those TPS reports in by tomorrow...

I mean, is that so hard to do, really? I mean, I let everyone bask in my awesome glory everyday, the least you, the reader, can do is let me know who you are.

The Draft

So when I woke up this morning, I decided to start the day with a large piece of chocolate cake with the NHL Network/ESPN to hopefully see sports that wasn't the 6-1 blowout in Detroit or the BCS game. Surprisingly, I avoided both. Anyways, on EPSN they were talking about who their top ten draft picks are for this next NFL draft. Everything seemed alright, but they left one player off. I was extremely surprised. They left off Jesus Christ.

I mean, sure he went to a small school, a Christian University, but still. You should see the miracles this guy works on the field. It's pretty ridiculous. He makes passes no other quarterback would ever even consider. He didn't throw one interception all year. Also, in the rare times that he couldn't make a throw, he could escape the pressure and turn what seemed to be a sack into a gain of at least two or three yards, if not a first down. The guy is a miracle worker.

I've even heard of fans converting and rooting for him, even though they go to the opposing school. Simply because of how amazing he is and they absolutely adore him. On top of that, he is also a classy guy. He doesn't showboat after scoring a touchdown, he just thanks himself and goes about his day. You have to love that in a player.

Also, alligations of him turning the opposing team's water into wine are complete nonsense. He would never do such a thing, even if he had the ability to. Geeze, lose with some class.

I just hope he can continue to be great in the NFL.

Twilight is Awful 2.0

Seventy million dollars. That's a lot of money, eh? Something or someone that makes that kind of money, must be great. Common knowledge would say so. No, that is how much money the movie version of Twilight made over the weekend. That is pretty disgusting. That amount of money for something that terrible is blasphemous.

While that is disgusting, it leads to a bigger problem, people like terrible stuff. They can't help it, they just do. I don't understand it, and I'm not entirely sure I want to. Walking into your local Blockbuster will really drive this home. Out of two Blockbusters I visited they had two copies of EndWar for the PS3, and at only one of them they had at least five copies of a movie by the name of "Beer for My Horses," starring Toby Kieth all of which were rented out.

As I stood there confused and scared for the future of humanity at it's lack of taste, people were watching "Beer for My Horses" and laughing. No...please stop. Please stop liking bad stuff. My quality of life would be so much better if in the back of my head I didn't know that people were enjoying terrible crap such as Beer for My Horses and Twilight.

Yeah...stick that in your pipe and smoke it.