Everyone has a good heart,
Everyone has that capacity to keep improving.
Humanity can move on to waay more improvement.
Humanity needs to put aside its petty differences.
I can fly.
The best is never the best. The best can always be better.
An open mind is the way of the future.
I can touch the sky
Sanitarium should make 2 litre So Goods
There . . . → Read More: I Believe…
This post used to be called Don’t Drink And Drive! However, it strangely does not have anything to do with driving. But it does deal with alcohol consumption. .
It all started when cfgt invited me to play a game of Counter-Strike over the hols. Not wanting to go through the hassle of Steam and HL2, we decided to play the old CS (CS1.6 I think). I’m used to CS:Source, it being more realistic, and having nicer graphics, so I discovered my skills in the old CS severely lacking. So he asked “Oi, drunk?” (note: it’s a known fact that I play FPSes like Quake 3 or Unreal Tournament in a very drunken disorderly manner. People watching me play will get dizzy).
But I wasn’t drunk. In fact, I think quite a few of my readers would know what happens when I consume alcohol. Some embarassing incidents happened before. But that gave me a very interesting question, which I would pose to myself… what happens when I consume alcohol and play a game?
I first read the term on Dyske (I mentioned him in an earlier post of mine), and this is a reply-of-sorts to Tou’s post on the ladyslug. Coming from a country where racism is in its tenets of the law (yea, try extremely racist economics), I don’t notice such things. In fact, I’m oblivious to such things happening around me, so reading Tou’s blog was a most interesting revelation on his observation skills.
But coming to think about it, I do notice (well, at least, subconsciously), that some asians do have some form of reverse racism. They revere the caucasoids. But this hasn’t always been the case. Way back in the Ming dynasty, the whites were kicked out of China. The ideal then was that the Chinese were the most technologically superior race (technically true too), hence they don’t need foreigners to meddle with their affairs. Continue reading Reverse Racism
Melted Buttons
I told cfgt this – I had a nap and when I woke up, I found the buttons of the doona (the quilt cover or comforter cover) melted, and so my comforter came undone. I dismissed it as maybe the laptop heat had melted it.. couldn’t . . . → Read More: Weird Things To Wake Up To
Today is supposedly my hellish day. I’ve got assignments due, a presentation, and an exam. All today. But let us not forget what day today is as well.
Today is the day Moist Von Lipwig returns – This time to the Ankh Morpork Mint (That’s what they call the Fed in UK?)!
So, I declare today as the Desultory[1] Discworld Day (because this wasn’t planned. I just made it up as I went along). To celebrate the decidedly Desultory Discworld Day, let’s have some fun…