I saw this ad a few weeks ago and I just had to have it scanned. How can you trust an advertisement that looks like this?
Jesus H. Christ.
Out.
Friday, October 21, 2005
That's Not Right
I saw this ad a few weeks ago and I just had to have it scanned. How can you trust an advertisement that looks like this?
Jesus H. Christ.
Out.
Monday, October 17, 2005
Thoughts on Whatever
First off...
RIP Jason Collier. The Atlanta Hawks reserve center who passed away a few days ago due to, supposedly, cardiac arrest.
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Anyway I just realized it but there are a number of people I know who celebrate their birthdays on September and October. Not too many on other months, except July, maybe. But oh well.
* * * * *
Haven't blogged anything worth $hit lately. I don't know if its because I've got nothing to blog about or I'm too damn lazy to blog anything of significance. Or maybe I'm not as angsty and depressed as before.
* * * * *
I wish I had cash. Lots of it. That way if I had lots of money I'd be able to buy a couple of condo units and rent them out. Then I can buy a second hand Vitara and have it "pimped". No, wait. Pimped is not a good term. Better yet, fixed.
Nothing wrong with pimped out rides. I used to enjoy watching MTV's Pimp My Ride. But lately interest has waned. Drastic drop in interest. Used to enjoy watching it. Even replays. Now? Can't even finish it even if its the first time I see that episode. Why?
Simply because the pimping West Coast Customs do are getting too extreme for my tastes. I mean, whats the point of owning a pick-up if the back is turned into a) a pool table or b) a huge multimedia container? Where do we put the things normaly placed in the rear of the pick-up?
The best Pimp My Ride episode, for me (and I am declaring this with infinite bias) was the VW Baja Bug eipsode. Nothing too flashy. Just some monitors and lava lamps. They even fixed the engine and added a roll cage. Now if Pimp My Ride were to go back to the simple ways they used to have, still keeping the car practical, then I'd start enjoying it again. But now, where every possible space is used up for trinkets, no thanks.
Which brings me to my next topic. American Chopper. This is the TV show I love to watch. My father and I watch this every Sunday. Its an amazing show and we love watching them build the motorcycles from scratch.
Anyway. I'm bored. Maybe I'll try to blog again some other time.
Out.
RIP Jason Collier. The Atlanta Hawks reserve center who passed away a few days ago due to, supposedly, cardiac arrest.
* * * * *
Anyway I just realized it but there are a number of people I know who celebrate their birthdays on September and October. Not too many on other months, except July, maybe. But oh well.
* * * * *
Haven't blogged anything worth $hit lately. I don't know if its because I've got nothing to blog about or I'm too damn lazy to blog anything of significance. Or maybe I'm not as angsty and depressed as before.
* * * * *
I wish I had cash. Lots of it. That way if I had lots of money I'd be able to buy a couple of condo units and rent them out. Then I can buy a second hand Vitara and have it "pimped". No, wait. Pimped is not a good term. Better yet, fixed.
Nothing wrong with pimped out rides. I used to enjoy watching MTV's Pimp My Ride. But lately interest has waned. Drastic drop in interest. Used to enjoy watching it. Even replays. Now? Can't even finish it even if its the first time I see that episode. Why?
Simply because the pimping West Coast Customs do are getting too extreme for my tastes. I mean, whats the point of owning a pick-up if the back is turned into a) a pool table or b) a huge multimedia container? Where do we put the things normaly placed in the rear of the pick-up?
The best Pimp My Ride episode, for me (and I am declaring this with infinite bias) was the VW Baja Bug eipsode. Nothing too flashy. Just some monitors and lava lamps. They even fixed the engine and added a roll cage. Now if Pimp My Ride were to go back to the simple ways they used to have, still keeping the car practical, then I'd start enjoying it again. But now, where every possible space is used up for trinkets, no thanks.
Which brings me to my next topic. American Chopper. This is the TV show I love to watch. My father and I watch this every Sunday. Its an amazing show and we love watching them build the motorcycles from scratch.
Anyway. I'm bored. Maybe I'll try to blog again some other time.
Out.
Wednesday, October 12, 2005
Random Thoughts, Baby...
Okay. It's currenty around 1:24am, Wednesday. Gotta finish this animation so I can start rendering and go to sleep.
Yeah that's right. I'm at work. Revising revisions. Learning to animate. Learning to stand on my own two feet. That's right. Two. One. Two. Left. Right.
Got two headphones on right now. That sounds weird, I know. One's from my iPod. Listening to Steppenwolf, Rolling Stones, Yardbirds, and War right now. Grooving to the beat. Drowning out the outside world. Focusing. Fighting sleep.
The other's the bigger earphones. Over the other one. Work earphones. Gotta sync dialogue to motion. Gotta create motion. A digital puppeteer in a digital age.
Tired. Sleepy. Been a long Tuesday. Longer Wednesday. Wonder if I can go straight no sleep?
Body breakdown. Sick. Nope. Just tired. Need rest. Who doesn't? Still haven't fully rested from the previous overnight. But that's my job.
Slave to the grind. Bad to the bone. Pedal to the metal. Rambling. On and on and on...
Can't drown the outside world. Too many intrusions. Losing focus. Gaining distractions. Balance the scales. Increase the volume.
More Stones. Louder. Stronger. Full stereo. Classic rock... rocks. For lack of a better word.
Get back to work. Finish it. Sleep. Can't sleep. Work. Play. Get paid.
Life, death, taxes. The three sure things in life. You live, you die. You pay taxes.
Life's a bitch, then you die. Laugh and the world laughs with you. Cry and you look like shit.
Wish I could write more but I don't want to tell you anything.
ENOUGH!!!
Gotta work again.
Out.
Yeah that's right. I'm at work. Revising revisions. Learning to animate. Learning to stand on my own two feet. That's right. Two. One. Two. Left. Right.
Got two headphones on right now. That sounds weird, I know. One's from my iPod. Listening to Steppenwolf, Rolling Stones, Yardbirds, and War right now. Grooving to the beat. Drowning out the outside world. Focusing. Fighting sleep.
The other's the bigger earphones. Over the other one. Work earphones. Gotta sync dialogue to motion. Gotta create motion. A digital puppeteer in a digital age.
Tired. Sleepy. Been a long Tuesday. Longer Wednesday. Wonder if I can go straight no sleep?
Body breakdown. Sick. Nope. Just tired. Need rest. Who doesn't? Still haven't fully rested from the previous overnight. But that's my job.
Slave to the grind. Bad to the bone. Pedal to the metal. Rambling. On and on and on...
Can't drown the outside world. Too many intrusions. Losing focus. Gaining distractions. Balance the scales. Increase the volume.
More Stones. Louder. Stronger. Full stereo. Classic rock... rocks. For lack of a better word.
Get back to work. Finish it. Sleep. Can't sleep. Work. Play. Get paid.
Life, death, taxes. The three sure things in life. You live, you die. You pay taxes.
Life's a bitch, then you die. Laugh and the world laughs with you. Cry and you look like shit.
Wish I could write more but I don't want to tell you anything.
ENOUGH!!!
Gotta work again.
Out.
Monday, October 10, 2005
Jacque Attack, Sato Strikes, and Other Ramblings
If ever you get to watch F! on Star Sports you'll know of the term "Jacque Attack". It was coined by one of the commentators there because of the way Jacque Villeneuve drives. I wouldn't call it wreckless but for lack of a better word, wreckless it is. Well, Jacque is a driver and hje's paid to drive and win. But still. Some of his tactics are somewhat strange. But there's a new threat to F1.
Takuma Sato.
Over the past few races Sato's caused the DNFs (Did Not Finish) of a few drivers. Most notably Michael Schumacher (a few GPs ago) and Jarno Trulli last Suzuka. I don't know what's up with Sato but he rear-ended Schumi and ended his race. And at Suzuka he smashed the side pod of Trulli's Toyota. Now I've never been a Sato fan. And I still think he's an idiot. So... Never mind. I've got nothing to say in defense of him. I think he sucks as a driver. I think Ralf is better. Hell, I think Alex Yoong is better than Sato. But they both suck anyway. So there.
Sato has been driving like he's in a demolition derby the past few races. Maybe as an outlet to his rage? He doesn't have a drive anymore next year, after all. So maybe he'll take out a few other drivers. After all when he rear-ended Schumi the latter did slap his helmet. And so, without further ado, I present to you my new nickname for Takuma Sato. Ladies and Gentlemen, I give you Japan's own answer to the Jacque Attack...
The Sato Strike.
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Anyway I've played the new NBA Live 06. GM mode seems nice so far. I just can't win with the Lakers. I've traded for Shaun Livingston. Kwame Brown's becoming a presence and still I get losing seasons. Sigh.
As for the gameplay? It sucks. Guys looking for a very realistic game will be disappointed to find out that scoring is easy here, even with the sliders set low. Sadly. Plus with the superstar gimmick you tend to rely on one player only. I guess even in the NBA that's true. Specially with the Lakers. I still haven't finished a game in NBA Live 06. After the first quarter the score's around 40 each so I just quit. I want a realistic game.
Plus collisions suck. Sometimes when my player gets too close to a teammate he gets dragged by that teammate. Sigh. Simulate it is. No more playing.
So right now I'm not playing anything on my PS2. Gran Turismo's on hold since I'm still sorta addicted to GM mode of NBA Live. I just wish I would win. I've built a great team. Ah well.
* * * * *
Last Saturday I went to work to attend a meeting. In one of those amazing spur-of-the-moment things I decided to pack my Metal Gear series gashopons and take them home. So now my shelf is sorta bare. Well, not really. My Guyvers are still here. And so are the Star Wars I got from Jollibee. Plus the Ford GT is still here.
I might even add a Stingray here or another Ford GT. Or two GTs. Who knows?
* * * * *
Too much rambling already. Can't get a coherent thought in my brain. Oh well. It's almost 9am anyway. Gotta work now.
Out.
Takuma Sato.
Over the past few races Sato's caused the DNFs (Did Not Finish) of a few drivers. Most notably Michael Schumacher (a few GPs ago) and Jarno Trulli last Suzuka. I don't know what's up with Sato but he rear-ended Schumi and ended his race. And at Suzuka he smashed the side pod of Trulli's Toyota. Now I've never been a Sato fan. And I still think he's an idiot. So... Never mind. I've got nothing to say in defense of him. I think he sucks as a driver. I think Ralf is better. Hell, I think Alex Yoong is better than Sato. But they both suck anyway. So there.
Sato has been driving like he's in a demolition derby the past few races. Maybe as an outlet to his rage? He doesn't have a drive anymore next year, after all. So maybe he'll take out a few other drivers. After all when he rear-ended Schumi the latter did slap his helmet. And so, without further ado, I present to you my new nickname for Takuma Sato. Ladies and Gentlemen, I give you Japan's own answer to the Jacque Attack...
The Sato Strike.
* * * * *
Anyway I've played the new NBA Live 06. GM mode seems nice so far. I just can't win with the Lakers. I've traded for Shaun Livingston. Kwame Brown's becoming a presence and still I get losing seasons. Sigh.
As for the gameplay? It sucks. Guys looking for a very realistic game will be disappointed to find out that scoring is easy here, even with the sliders set low. Sadly. Plus with the superstar gimmick you tend to rely on one player only. I guess even in the NBA that's true. Specially with the Lakers. I still haven't finished a game in NBA Live 06. After the first quarter the score's around 40 each so I just quit. I want a realistic game.
Plus collisions suck. Sometimes when my player gets too close to a teammate he gets dragged by that teammate. Sigh. Simulate it is. No more playing.
So right now I'm not playing anything on my PS2. Gran Turismo's on hold since I'm still sorta addicted to GM mode of NBA Live. I just wish I would win. I've built a great team. Ah well.
* * * * *
Last Saturday I went to work to attend a meeting. In one of those amazing spur-of-the-moment things I decided to pack my Metal Gear series gashopons and take them home. So now my shelf is sorta bare. Well, not really. My Guyvers are still here. And so are the Star Wars I got from Jollibee. Plus the Ford GT is still here.
I might even add a Stingray here or another Ford GT. Or two GTs. Who knows?
* * * * *
Too much rambling already. Can't get a coherent thought in my brain. Oh well. It's almost 9am anyway. Gotta work now.
Out.
Thursday, October 06, 2005
Ang 'Di Inaasahan
"Careful what you wish,
you may regret it,
Careful what you wish,
you just might get it."
- "King Nothing", Metallica
Ang mga salita sa sikat na kanta na ito ang patuloy na naririnig ng utak ko habang sinusulat ko ito. Dahil itong mga salita na ito ay angkop na angkop sa nangyayari sa akin ngayon.
Kung maaalala ninyo, matagal na akong gumagawa sa game. Iyon ang pinagkakaabalahan ko ngayon dito sa opisina. Kasi yon ang binigay sa akin na gawain. Ilang buwan na yan. At natural lang na ma-miss ko ang pag-gawa ng commercial. Kasi medyo paulit-ulit lang ang ginagawa ko sa games.
Hindi sa ayoko ko na sa games. Masaya pa rin doon. Ibang skill set ang natututunan at nagagamit ko sa games at iba rin sa commercial. Kaya di rin naman ako talo kahit ano gawin ko. Basta maka-gawa ako sa 3D at mahasa ko pa sarili ko.
Ngayon ako ay matutulog sa opisina. Matagal ko na itong hindi nagagawa. Ayos lang naman. Akala ko matatapos ko ang pinapagawa. Kaso di ako masaya sa gawa ko kaya nilinis ko pa. Ginabi. Sira pa naman ang Mazda. Kaya matutulog na lang ako dito. Magpapadala na lang ako ng damit bukas sa aking ina pagpasok niya sa opisina.
Natapos ko na ang dapat ko gawin ngunit yung para sa game ay itutuloy ko na rin. Matapos ko magsulat dito. Bakit? Ayoko na gabihin mamaya (ang oras ngayon ay 12:52am kaya ibig sabihin Huwebes na ng umaga... madaling araw) at gusto ko rin naman magpahinga at maglaro ng PS2. O kaya'y manood ng DVD.
Marami akong natututunan ngayon. Dahil nga sa commercial. Kailangan magaling ka talaga sa diskarte pagdating sa commercial. Kasi kung hindi malalagot ka dahil sa mga deadline. Parang ngayon. Kaninang mga 4pm may binigay na mga revisions ang direktor ng commercial na ginagawa ko. Tinanong kung puwede ba bukas ng tanghalian matapos. Kaya naman, nagkamali lang ako sa paghula kung anong oras ko matatapos.
Pero ako rin may kagagawan nito. Kasi kanina ang dami kong maling nagagawa. Hindi ko alam kung dahil sa pagmamadali o katangahan o complacency. Kaya minabuti kong bagalan ang trabaho ko. Sinigurado ko na tama ang ginagawa ko.
Kaya ayan, andito ako ngayon sa opisina. Dito matutulog. Pero anong masama doon? Oo, di nga ako makakatulog ng mahimbing. Pero ayos lang. Ako rin naman ang naghanap nito e.
Out.
you may regret it,
Careful what you wish,
you just might get it."
- "King Nothing", Metallica
Ang mga salita sa sikat na kanta na ito ang patuloy na naririnig ng utak ko habang sinusulat ko ito. Dahil itong mga salita na ito ay angkop na angkop sa nangyayari sa akin ngayon.
Kung maaalala ninyo, matagal na akong gumagawa sa game. Iyon ang pinagkakaabalahan ko ngayon dito sa opisina. Kasi yon ang binigay sa akin na gawain. Ilang buwan na yan. At natural lang na ma-miss ko ang pag-gawa ng commercial. Kasi medyo paulit-ulit lang ang ginagawa ko sa games.
Hindi sa ayoko ko na sa games. Masaya pa rin doon. Ibang skill set ang natututunan at nagagamit ko sa games at iba rin sa commercial. Kaya di rin naman ako talo kahit ano gawin ko. Basta maka-gawa ako sa 3D at mahasa ko pa sarili ko.
Ngayon ako ay matutulog sa opisina. Matagal ko na itong hindi nagagawa. Ayos lang naman. Akala ko matatapos ko ang pinapagawa. Kaso di ako masaya sa gawa ko kaya nilinis ko pa. Ginabi. Sira pa naman ang Mazda. Kaya matutulog na lang ako dito. Magpapadala na lang ako ng damit bukas sa aking ina pagpasok niya sa opisina.
Natapos ko na ang dapat ko gawin ngunit yung para sa game ay itutuloy ko na rin. Matapos ko magsulat dito. Bakit? Ayoko na gabihin mamaya (ang oras ngayon ay 12:52am kaya ibig sabihin Huwebes na ng umaga... madaling araw) at gusto ko rin naman magpahinga at maglaro ng PS2. O kaya'y manood ng DVD.
Marami akong natututunan ngayon. Dahil nga sa commercial. Kailangan magaling ka talaga sa diskarte pagdating sa commercial. Kasi kung hindi malalagot ka dahil sa mga deadline. Parang ngayon. Kaninang mga 4pm may binigay na mga revisions ang direktor ng commercial na ginagawa ko. Tinanong kung puwede ba bukas ng tanghalian matapos. Kaya naman, nagkamali lang ako sa paghula kung anong oras ko matatapos.
Pero ako rin may kagagawan nito. Kasi kanina ang dami kong maling nagagawa. Hindi ko alam kung dahil sa pagmamadali o katangahan o complacency. Kaya minabuti kong bagalan ang trabaho ko. Sinigurado ko na tama ang ginagawa ko.
Kaya ayan, andito ako ngayon sa opisina. Dito matutulog. Pero anong masama doon? Oo, di nga ako makakatulog ng mahimbing. Pero ayos lang. Ako rin naman ang naghanap nito e.
Out.
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