boo ya

thanks to jorge, noturn, and gandhi for participating in our halo 3 matches this weekend. My guess is that we struck fear into the heart of our opponent any time they saw the above driving at them. I look forward to more of this action over xmas break... maybe some Rainbow 6 or Call of Duty 4 as well.

Thanksgiving Break

Is anybody up for a little XBox 360 linkage while I'm home for break? I'll be back home Wednesday night. Let's make a playdate!

the $20,000 question

Who had this TV? Was it NoTurn, Bza, or jerfgoke? I still maintain it wasn't me, but if any of you have evidence/proof otherwise, I'd be willing to listen.

Or... maybe the secret answer is none of the above.

Either way, let the debate continue.

need something with a little more kick?

I present to you... liquid plutonium¹.

Those who know me know that I am a bit of an energy drink fan. I often "caff up" before an exam or study session. My previous favorite was the monster blue, but due to exclusive coca-cola licensing agreements here on campus (takes away my mountain dew and monster makes goke a dull boy) I have been forced to switch to something else. the choices are NOS, Full Throttle, and Rockstar. Here are some thoughts on why it seems like coke is missing out on the market.

1. I do not want to buy a bev that would look better in the hands of Jesse James (the motorcyclist, not the cowboy outlaw) than in a computer nerd. this rules out Full Throttle. My brain is not a motorcycle. I don't need flames shooting out my rear.
2. NOS just looks stupid (see above). I'm not a 16 year old, and I don't dream of having NOS in my car. In fact, I have been known to say that I don't care how quickly I get somewhere, it's all about how I look on the way there².
   
3. Rockstar just makes me think of Kid Rock. Is this what you want to have going through your head when you are sucking down some liquid energy?
   

So as you can see, my choices were limited, my hands were tied. I went with the "Rockstar Zero Carb" in the somewhat silly looking blue can. The design is little boy blue meets mac truck, since the can is faux textured to look like the grip treads on something big and masculine. Could I see the BA WID DA BA DE BANG DE BANG DIDDY sipping on this sucker? Not really. That makes it fine by me. This made-in-the-USA "party like a rockstar" drink is supposed to make me bigger, stronger, and faster. I don't really care about these things³, but whatever.

So anyway, I get to the office, and crack open the can. "Psssst!" It made a satisfying noise as I opened it, which oddly enough brought back memories of camping. Strange. A gentle sniff revealed hints of berry, and the color was a bright shade of purple. My interest was perked.

I take a small sip, and find a surprisingly non-medicine like flavor. It tastes almost like melted "berry" skittles. Not the sucky regular skittles, but the berry kind in the purple package that you only find once in a while at rest stop vending machines in podunk nowhereville, michigan. Suddenly, I hear BA WID DA BA playing in my head and I DON'T FRAKKIN CARE. I'm ready to smash something⁴.

(30 minutes pass as I write this entry).

So, 30 minutes have passed and now I'm going to rate the caffeine buzz. I feel a little bit nervous like butterflies, but aside from that it's a pretty mellow buzz. On a scale from 1 to 10 where 1 is "meh" and 10 is I want to play mosh pit with a brick wall, I rate this buzz a 6, which is right in the comfort zone. It's a clear head without the physical energy. I'm guessing this is because of the lack of sugar, which will likely reduce the post-buzz crash effects in a couple of hours.

To summarize, despite the images of pam anderson, midgets, and BA WID DA BA, this energy drink slayed the blue monster. I recommend you all go buy one and actually update this blog or your own blogs for once. thanks.

[1] note to department of homeland security: i am using the word "plutonium" in a metaphorical sense. I don't actually have plutonium literally. please don't take me to guantanamo. love, jerfgoke.

[2] please ignore the fact that I currently drive a toyota corolla. it gets good gas milage, OK guys?

[3] unless we're talking about halo 3.

[4] which really means I'm about to code some mean SAS.

new snl short

in the spirit of halloween

rHu halo 3 group

Several of us (noturn, jorge, jerfgoke) have been gathering on xbox live to play some Halo 3. Just wanted to point that out in case any of you (a) have access to an xbox 360 and would like to join us or (b) are contemplating getting an xbox 360 an need to know whether it's worth it. It is, for the most part. Alternatively, you can always share the screen with us and play as our guest. The more rHu people online the better. We might even make them squeal.

I love mascot fights

get your Christmas lists ready

This November, start practicing this:

Because I smell a great excuse to have a rHu New Year's bash. The game's website is available here.

you just got punk'd

a few shirts for your enjoyment

this one seemed appropriate for many occasions. available here.

any of you get the not-so-subtle reference to one of my favorite tv shows? available here.

and finally, one that a certain person should be able to appreciate. here.

here is what I think about florida

rick roll

in tune with the times

Anybody else think that this billboard accurately captures our lives right now?

posterized

Needs no explanation.

militant mickey mouse

Militant Mickey Mouse pulled off Palestinian air

This seems wrong on so many levels. I'm left completely speechless. Yet at the same time, I get this strange feeling that all those GI Joe cartoons so many years ago might have similarly affected me.

My life, as I know it, is over.

It's hard to believe I took my last final today, and I'll never have another class again. I have been going to school since I was five. What am I going to do now? (Besides work over 40 hours per week and pay $21,000 for the priviledge.)

Anybody have any advice? It would be much appreciated.

(By the way, FBG Breweries, Toronto Canada is NOT the same as Carlton and United Breweries, Melbourne, Australia.)

umm... yum?

10 points to whoever remembers where this picture came from and what we were doing that night.

the most inconsistently-toned blog post ever!

I was going to post this on the jerfgoke blog, but figured that none of you probably ever check it anymore since it hasn't been updated in almost a year. I'm going to make a one year post-iversary entry when the time comes around. As a wise man never actually said, "I'm like Haley's comet, only blog when I got it."

Anyhoo. Got a lot on my mind today. Supposed to be reading for class which starts in an hour, but can't because my mind is full of cobwebs and little banshees. Yes, I do personify the voices in my head as creatures from the "Ghostbusters" animated series (and not the lame Ghostbusters, but the cool one with the gorilla.) It's a long story that I don't really want to get into, but let's just say that lately I feel like Uncle Rico stuck in my has-been days and wishing I had at least tested the waters of some other opportunities. I hardly feel that my destiny is set to be where I am now. I should have been the next M Night Shymalan—or however you spell it—except that my movies wouldn't suck. Rather than rehash the same clichéd formula with a ridiculous twist at the end I would rehash cheezy Indiana Jones movies or Run Lola Run ripoffs. And no, I would not be doing this as a porn director, you sick-o. ((On a side note, I just checked my bottle top—I won a free 20oz Mountain Dew with the purchase of another 20oz dew. Woo hoo.)) Ok, back to reality.

Is it just me, or does anybody else need a change of scenery right now? I think the zeitgeist of the moment seems that way. Reading other blogs right now gives that impression. ((One more side note: if you drive a Corolla for a few months and go back to driving a Focus, it totally feels like you're driving a go-kart. Try it!)) Slick is the only one who never seems to be affected by, what's the word? Ummm... I think it was in a Rammstein song. Maybe Herzeleid? Anyway, my Herzeleid is calling me, so it's time to get to class, zone out, and let the animated ghouls pick me apart for three hours until I can get home and watch American Idol. Such is the life of jerfgoke these days, and I suspect many other Americans.

free advice of the day

Here is some advice for the day, available free of charge.

"If you're going to the fair, never wear clothing with your name on it. The carnies won't leave you alone."

Food for thought.

High School Revisited

"you know why i like high school girls?"


I was looking over some of the old posts and I stumbled upon the one above in particular. (Read it before continuing.) It never grabbed my attention at the time it was posted, but this time it jumped out at me and I totally know exactly what you're saying about high school romance. Your world was just so much smaller, and you had a really small pot to choose from, so to speak. It felt like when something didn't work out, a big piece of that world was taken away and you had a whole lot fewer options (Being that not only do you lose him/her but all of their friends are basically off-limits too). That's why everything feels exaggerated and the slightest thing seems devastating. Being opened up to the real world now, there are a whole hell of a lot more options. That's why looking back it seemed like being in a bubble.



Maybe that's why so many guys and girls carelessly become such, basically for lack of a better word, whores. Their bubble finally opened up, and they'll jump into anything without caring if they actually care about the other person, because they know if it doesn't work out they have plenty of other options to go with. Then you end up with, well, the world that we currently live in. These people that get devastated by one of these (precisely the right words) pricks/bitches just can't trust that great person when they find them. So everybody's in a world of hurt.




*Disclaimer*
There are always exceptions. Don't read this and think (or think that I think) there is no hope and no matter what everyone is screwed. Things still work out. (Usually... and probably with much more pain and suffering than is necessary.) Just remember to keep your eyes open and your thinking straight. With all those options, you don't need to jump into something that just doesn't feel right.

Watch out for those "pricks/bitches," but watch closer for that sincere soul.















(Though, that great person isn't always the right person... You see how flippin complex our world is??)