http://www.kongregate.com/games/I_smell/robot-dinosaurs-that-shoot-beams-when-they-roar
Robot Dinosaurs That Shoot Laser Beams When They Roar is an introspective take on a personal experience in the creator's life that left him emotionally vulnerable. It is a clever play on the downfall of man's egotism, while encouraging the players to think about their own feelings and how they are percieved by the people around them.
It is a clever work, clean cut, and simple. Some call it easy, but it is most definitely deep. Think of the incredibly subtle sociopolitical commentaries and undertones, and the heavy use of sarcasm and allusions. This is a work of gold that has gone unnoticed for far too long.
Think of the second scene, where Tyrannosaurus X, a tortured tormented soul, learning to love again, comments on the taste of the dark, shadowy soul of the teenager he just ate. He says "RAAAAWWR". Perfection at its greatest!
(oh please, if you're still taking this post seriously.)
5.30.2009
5.13.2009
Shoot the Banker . com
"It'll make you puke joy."
Shoot the Banker is a site in which you shoot paintballs at a guy in a banker suit.
Seriously.
It's supposed to be a parody of the recession and Madoff.
A robot/machine controlled by Intarwab users hurl pink paintballs at a group of guys who take shifts. Not only are there bankers, but a janitor as well, and some other dudes whom I am not able to identify. They also take calls [(303) 834 9749], and have conversations with random people all over the country. When they're not answering calls, they call banking companies or McDonald's, or talk to themselves. Of course, bankers don't work 24/7;
Mon- Fri: 8am-4pm. Sometimes they work on Saturdays or even overtime.
Anon and I tried a hand at the paintball shooting. I missed by like 5 inches, and Anon shot the guy twice in the arm. xD
The way this works is that you are put into a waiting line that lasts approximately 25 minutes, with about over 90 people in front of you. Then, you get 10 seconds to make 2 shots. The catch is that it's not easy to get into the waiting line (100 users at a time), and the robot is slower than it is on the Internet, so you'll have to predict where the guy is going in like 1 second (they move around a lot.) You also can't aim for their face.
We tried calling, which is equally difficult, because there's no waiting line but you'll get directed right to voicemail if there is already someone else on the line. My call actually got accepted, and I told them about The Game. Lol, hey were confused at first. But it was epic. Anon called too, and made them Lose. Hah.
The depressing part about STB is that they're taking the site down, due to money problems. Hey, they're spending hours in a garage in constant pain and talking nonstop for free! And ordering paintballs by like, the 20,000's. However, if you donate or subscribe to them on Youtube (http://www.youtube.com/user/tedrejects), there's a chance that they might stay for a little longer.
Sometimes, capitalism and being in debt makes you so angry,
you would want to shoot bankers.
Gopher it: shootthebanker.com
Shoot the Banker is a site in which you shoot paintballs at a guy in a banker suit.
Seriously.
It's supposed to be a parody of the recession and Madoff.
A robot/machine controlled by Intarwab users hurl pink paintballs at a group of guys who take shifts. Not only are there bankers, but a janitor as well, and some other dudes whom I am not able to identify. They also take calls [(303) 834 9749], and have conversations with random people all over the country. When they're not answering calls, they call banking companies or McDonald's, or talk to themselves. Of course, bankers don't work 24/7;
Mon- Fri: 8am-4pm. Sometimes they work on Saturdays or even overtime.
Anon and I tried a hand at the paintball shooting. I missed by like 5 inches, and Anon shot the guy twice in the arm. xD
The way this works is that you are put into a waiting line that lasts approximately 25 minutes, with about over 90 people in front of you. Then, you get 10 seconds to make 2 shots. The catch is that it's not easy to get into the waiting line (100 users at a time), and the robot is slower than it is on the Internet, so you'll have to predict where the guy is going in like 1 second (they move around a lot.) You also can't aim for their face.
We tried calling, which is equally difficult, because there's no waiting line but you'll get directed right to voicemail if there is already someone else on the line. My call actually got accepted, and I told them about The Game. Lol, hey were confused at first. But it was epic. Anon called too, and made them Lose. Hah.
The depressing part about STB is that they're taking the site down, due to money problems. Hey, they're spending hours in a garage in constant pain and talking nonstop for free! And ordering paintballs by like, the 20,000's. However, if you donate or subscribe to them on Youtube (http://www.youtube.com/user/tedrejects), there's a chance that they might stay for a little longer.
Sometimes, capitalism and being in debt makes you so angry,
you would want to shoot bankers.
Gopher it: shootthebanker.com
5.08.2009
yay
Jazznkat birthday on 5/21! That is all.
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Yes, I just did compile 1/3 of my Courage Wolf folder. I really am bored. Also: 
i hate this
5.07.2009
My ideal United States government
Ahem. The below is a joke and should not be taken seriously.
-The Central Hypocrisy Agency would exist.
The job of all Central Hypocrisy agents would be to comb the media for hypocrisy and force feed any offenders with tuna-peanut butter sandwiches.
-Newfags will be rounded up.
And be trained in elite covert ops, used to torture goons and oldfags who have strayed from the path.
-The pool will always be closed.
-A book of every meme and the history behind it will be compiled and given to a complete newfag, but be poured in chemicals that will incinerate the book when opened.
-Astrology would be affirmed as bullshit.
Really. Life decisions based on a 5,000 year old people's visions in the sky? The western zodiac will be comprised of Aquarius, a middle finger, Famfrit from Final Fantasy Tactics, and a banana.
-The banana will be the official fruit of the country
-The banana will be the official flower of the country
-Tomatos are classified as vegetables. If that thing doesn't taste sweet, it's not a fruit.
-Old gRape is old.
-Hot Topic will be converted into a flowery happy preadolescent girl's accessory shop.
The sad thing is that some scene guys will still shop there.
-Vampire hunting will be a state sanctioned activity.
Vampire kids. You know, those idiots that hang around places like Hot Topic and are pretty much goth kids except bigger wusses that give themselves "morbid" names like Hemlock or Raven and laugh (forced chuckle) "morbidly" when someone dies in a movie. Somewhere in Imagination Land, Dracula is weeping.
-Civil Disobedience= Still disobedience
Nuff said.
-Ted Stevens will be forced to attend a 60 session class on the Internet taught by newfags.
-Scientologists must admit they are crazy.
I mean, attack, don't defend directive? If any Scientologists read this, they will be quick to point a finger at me and scream BIGOT. Also, they will call me a fat sweaty nerd or something of the sort.
Summary of Scientology:
Or:
Xenu, an intergalactic alien ruler who made ghosts that animated the dead bodies of our ancestors. This is what Scientologists believe. Not even kidding.
-The Central Hypocrisy Agency would exist.
The job of all Central Hypocrisy agents would be to comb the media for hypocrisy and force feed any offenders with tuna-peanut butter sandwiches.
-Newfags will be rounded up.
And be trained in elite covert ops, used to torture goons and oldfags who have strayed from the path.
-The pool will always be closed.
-A book of every meme and the history behind it will be compiled and given to a complete newfag, but be poured in chemicals that will incinerate the book when opened.
-Astrology would be affirmed as bullshit.
Really. Life decisions based on a 5,000 year old people's visions in the sky? The western zodiac will be comprised of Aquarius, a middle finger, Famfrit from Final Fantasy Tactics, and a banana.
-The banana will be the official fruit of the country
-The banana will be the official flower of the country
-Tomatos are classified as vegetables. If that thing doesn't taste sweet, it's not a fruit.
-Old gRape is old.
-Hot Topic will be converted into a flowery happy preadolescent girl's accessory shop.
The sad thing is that some scene guys will still shop there.
-Vampire hunting will be a state sanctioned activity.
Vampire kids. You know, those idiots that hang around places like Hot Topic and are pretty much goth kids except bigger wusses that give themselves "morbid" names like Hemlock or Raven and laugh (forced chuckle) "morbidly" when someone dies in a movie. Somewhere in Imagination Land, Dracula is weeping.
-Civil Disobedience= Still disobedience
Nuff said.
-Ted Stevens will be forced to attend a 60 session class on the Internet taught by newfags.
-Scientologists must admit they are crazy.
I mean, attack, don't defend directive? If any Scientologists read this, they will be quick to point a finger at me and scream BIGOT. Also, they will call me a fat sweaty nerd or something of the sort.
Summary of Scientology:
Or:
Xenu, an intergalactic alien ruler who made ghosts that animated the dead bodies of our ancestors. This is what Scientologists believe. Not even kidding.
-Rules of the Internet Applied
-The Game
also, ska is banned. seriously, wtf?
5.03.2009
The SoloList
A tale of a homeless Julliard alumnus suffering from schizophrenia meeting a successful columnist for the L.A. Times. And coyote urine.
The Soloist's title does not refer to music so much as a Julliard musician suffering from a mental illness living alone, struggling to find Beethoven, whom he looks up to feverishly and in a childlike idolization manner, and running from his fears (brought about with immense heapings of schizophrenia). This has amazing cinematography and acting, but the drama itself is mildly flat. Because I am so perfect in every regard making me immune to emotion, I used Megan's reactions to what was on screen to see if the drama elicted emotion. Devin was no help whatsoever, seeing as the only emotion he feels is loneliness while searching for his true self within the souls of others. Nah.
I will try to avoid revealing plot in the following review.
Cinematography/Showmanship:
Amazing. The movie utilizes great camera angles and background music, along with some nice special effects and sounds, all of which really tells you how the characters are feeling. Sometimes it is desperate, other times in massive confusion, everything is really well done and polished, with nice little cuts that transition each scene. Like watching someone slip on his own urine that he spills out of a test tube. At its best, the movie has a really great special effect scene that may or may not cause a grand mal seizure in epileptics. 9.5/10
Acting:
Great actors, funny costumes. The musician was just so damn colorful. Also, the main character had funny socks, so that merits a bonus point. 8.5/10
Storyline:
The biggest part, and also, this movie's failing. I get how it's based off a true story, but I feel like the movie could have done a better job giving the uplift in this uplifting drama. However, it did a really great job sticking to real life details, with very human-like characters and accurate portrayals of, well, everything. I'm going to read the book to see how the movie pans out against the book. I guess it isn't the movie's fault that the plot seems a little flat, but it may or may not get credit for sticking to the real life event so well. The only emotion I could see in Megan was laughter and headaches, so there you have it. :P Of course, I also got my finger stuck in those stupid cupholders so that influences my judging of this aspect too :3 8/10
Overall: 9.4/10- Almost an Asian Fail!
Ensenada, MX, through a digital camera.
(dedicated to Spaz.)I took a 3-day cruise on the Carnival Paradise back in April, to Ensenada, Mexico. (Don't worry, I didn't bring swine flu back to the U.S.) The cruise itself was a pampering experience; the destination itself was quite an eye-opener.
(A lovely sunrise the morning I arrived back in L.A.)The cruise ship itself was very, very nice. The service, entertainment, and especially FOOD was tops. Everyone was overally frighteningly courteous, and the waiter at my dinner table served me my desert before I even ordered the exact entrees! The food was srsly delicious, and there was so much of it! omnomnom. :3
(The ship was spacey; if you click on the picture you can see all the floors. I took it by putting the camera flat on the ground, facing up.)
(Bach on a Boat= LOVE.)I had a commitment however, because the cruise was the week before my competition (in which I was epicly pwned). So I practiced in my cabin and played on the deck for the sporadic sparse crowd. There was also an art auction (I didn't buy anything), and I discovered that my parents were furious ping pong players. I got pwn't.
The second day of the cruise brought me to Ensenada, Mexico, a relatively small port city in Baja California. The first thing I noticed from the ship was that it was not as awesome as I thought it would look. Much of the buildings seemed like shacks compared to the residences of us Californians. This proved itself as I went on land.
(Downtown Ensenada looks a bit like the not-as-nice bit of downtown L.A....)
(A typical outdoor shop near a tourist attraction (La Bufadora).)I think the main economy of Ensenada is based on tourism. There's all these shops selling the same random trinkets that are mostly handmade... and heavens, the store owners! They'll make you buy something just to get out of the shop, lmao.
(A bazaar near La Bufadora.)If you do want to buy something, you'll have to haggle like half of the selling price; often more. I figured out a handy strategy (that works, ehm, 30% of the time) to get something at the price you want:
1. Insist on 50% off.
2. Pretend to walk away. They'll make you come back.
3. Go back and haggle some more.
4. Purchase.
The following pictures are ones I took in the more rural areas.
livestock.
A lot of the countryside looks like this.
Roadside enterprises.
I honestly don't like Mexican food.
This is what Mexican kids do for leisure? Also the yellow flowers you see here are ALL OVER Ensenada.In the city, you'll see a lot more Americano names, such as Mickey D's, Starbucks, and of course...
WALMART !
And...all...these..
LOL! (click on the picture)
I also visited a blowhole, La Bufadora ("blowhole" in Spanish, creative, mm?), but the tide was low that day and all it emitted was a pathetic wisp.After Ensenada, however, I could see how the residents would be willing to break the law by moving to America. Living conditions were poor compared to what we're used to here. A nice home in the city looks barely decent to the likes of SoCal residences.
My materialistic complaints need to stop.
I'm lucky to be here.
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