Tuesday, October 21, 2008

Sans S - A rant about the Tooths

It was recently brought to my attention that part of my vernacular was vastly misinformed. When my little brother, little brotherly commented that it was in fact not called the Bear's Tooth, but the Bear Tooth Theater Pub. My gut reaction anytime that my little brother tries to correct me is to leave him in the hall closet for an hour or two, but most recently I have been trying to follow a more yogi, yoda flow. Ya, know?

The initial torque absorbed and my little bro nowhere near a closet case, I came to the sudden realization that it does matter how I describe something. That correctly identifying entities may just be the foundation of society. Of human collective understanding. Why else do we spell check?

I know that people are going to say, "So what?!"

So what if, by calling it something it is not you impart your intended will on something else. Like putting your cash in the wrong account. So what if, this account was really the name of a demon that had not been invoked for trillions of years and by invoking his name and saying Bear's Tooth instead of Bear Tooth you bring about the end of times.

But also, why can't we such call it what it is?

No need for some elaborate scenario to justify truth.

Tip:

When my friends pronounce it incorrectly I simply reply, "Where, do you want to go to see a movie, grab some beers and get some 'za?" And if that douche bag friend of yours does not correct themselves then you continue pretending not to hear them for as long as it takes.

Beware:

Some douchey turds are harder to break then others. Be diligent and squeeze harder.

Godspeed.

Friday, January 4, 2008

The Way of the Stream

The Tigris, Euphrates, the Ganges and the Nile
Shaped countless cultures, their knowledge I wish to compile

H20, the eternal trinity
Such an integral part of you and of me

The blood of mother earth pumping and shaping history
To those who learn to use it, comes victory

Can you see the influence
Formulate congruence

Out of seemingly random actions
Come to the conclusion through all of the distractions

The power of Unity
What a site to see

Streams have leveled playing fields
Mountains have fallen to the will that they yield

Constant perseverance
Immune to deterrence

The mantra guiding
The Spirits still providing

The strength 'till the end
Time, ones enemy and friend

The life of a man paralleled in a river
The common source our eternal giver

The eternal present ever flowing
Carving its influence in time and my knowing

With Siddartha I sit on the banks of the river and meditate
The meaning of life is more than evident to those who sit and wait

The hidden treasures bubble to the top in streams of consciousness
Let thoughts drift away to clear ones conscious mess

I sit and watch the stream pass by
Reminiscent of how time can fly

Always changing, always flowing towards the source
Fate, the current; Karma, the ebb and flow of ones course

A drop from heaven, Manna from the sky
A tear to wash anew, fallen from gods eye

Collecting when earthed with those of like mind
Their will soon gathers strength to seek and to find

Ones Way back to its origin, water yearns for its Level
Constantly tempted by the tricks the devil

Well they again awake and seek their goal
Once the journey is halted, momentum must be regained, fate the only toll

To make complete the circle of life is ones destiny
The stream shows me this and what myself must seek to be

From the streams point of view I am, but a single moment
Teaching the waters how to escape the torment

One feels when separated from their deity
We are one another's students in this grand tragedy

Relativity
What is it to you? What is it to me?

The Stream of Life, flowing like time
Is consciousness confined to mind?

The blood of Gaya on its journey to the heart
I bare witness through Maya, trying to decipher my part

The Stream eventually reaches its end the sea
Where it once again knows what it means to be

The karmic circle of life complete
Life's secrets are at ones feet

A part of the whole, it again chooses
To take the ride once more, it realizes it loses

The answers to the questions to which it must strive
Temporary enlightenment, a fine price to pay for eternal lives

The answers and more
Are what's in store

If one chooses to sit with Siddartha and me
On the banks of the River to see what we may be

One cannot make it alone
Will you join us on our journey home?

All the answers eventually bubble to the top
One must have the will to make the world stop

And be able to decode the signs given to them
So one may reach GOD and achieve the free will to begin again

The completion of the cycle is not important, in TO BE
What matters is that the journey helped you see

That in the path is where the answers lie
When traveled right, With GOD in Peace, we may finally die...

Sunday, July 15, 2007

How Telemundo Could Double Viewers

For years there has been a SAP (Secondary Audio Programming) button on all of our Asian made television sets. It has always been a bit of a nuisance. Inevitably the button would be pushed, maybe when we are searching for the remote between the couch cushions, and all of a sudden The Simpsons were oh so hiliarioso!

As a starving college student in Denver, I could barely afford the next six pack let alone cable. Therefore I was stuck watching the almost defunct bunny ears. The standard Americanizing network channels were a complemented with a handful of Christian channels and the Spanish offerings of Univision, Telemundo, and Azteca to round it out. My concern arises with the endless occasions that this Spanish offerings almost always featured great movies that I could not understand. Even with Three years of high school Spanish and closed captions turned on it was still tough to decipher an old faithful like Bloodsport. The worst was when Telemundo played both Kill Bill movies back to back.

If only Telemundo and the others would just include the original voices in the Secondary Audio Programing they could include all of us Spanish-itos in on the fun. This would mean more money for them. Think about it. I could not find the right person to email about this, but my hopes are that this movement catches it's own undercurrent.

All of these channels are also available from DirectTV, and local cable providers.

Thursday, November 30, 2006

Next Generation Video Game Systems Create Giant Server Farms

There is nothing like the release of a new video game system. It brings out the geeks, the moneymakers, the middle-aged boys, and even organized crime. All are queued for days in front of Best Buys and Walmarts across the this once great land. Some even wait in lines off property on public sidewalks. Like the credit less, homeless they are quickly associated with. This could be one of the saddest events of human history.

The young, fat, nerd and his friends get there a whole day early and wait all night in a blissful watch. They are first in line. The excitement builds after people realize what they are doing there. People line up as well after being informed that the line has to begin elsewhere until the final hours as to not affect regular business. The part that makes me cry, cry laughing is once that line is allowed to move towards the store. The magic is over and those fat kids in front of the line get blasted to last as the crowd leaves them in the dust. They cry foul, but still pick up there folding chairs and turn off their anime. What they thought was a guaranteed victory is soon a nightmare because no manager in a blue pollo shirt and khakis can demand the authority Gen. Patton could barely yield to control this mob. The nerds cry foul. The dorks who were behind them in the previous line express fake sympathies, yet secretly feel empowered to be ahead of the former smug kings of Geekdom.



The majority of these people will take their prizes home immediately and unwrap them with the fervor of Charlie Brown. They will spend the next thirty consecutive hours in a stoned, pizza and Mountain Dew crazed haze. Dissecting the center piece of their next three years. There are no girlfriends for these vidiots. They worship Ken Kutaragi. They date some avatar in Second Life. This is the market that Sony intended the PS3. The cheaper version retails for $500 and has a 20 GB hard drive. While the more expensive $600 package features a 60 GB and Wi-Fi. Both feature Sony proprietary Blu-Ray disc drives.

The XBOX 360 also features two versions. The first retails for $400 and has wireless controller and a 20 GB hard drive. Microsoft has plans to release an HD-DVD drive add-on by May 2007. The cheaper $300 system has no hard drive and wired controllers. With the adaptability of the XBOX 360 Microsoft plans to release larger hard drives especially since they just launched a movie and television download service via XBOX Live.

The Nintendo Wii has emerged has the cheaper alternative to both and seems to be settling in to second place as it races towards the 6 million 360 owners worldwide. Wii is the winner in Japan where the Nintendo DS-Lite was also just released and sold more units than the PS3 and Wii combined! The brand loyalty is strong because Nintendo is a huge part of their culture. Super Mario is their leader and since Wii's online support offers downloads of past Nintendo, Super Nintendo, Sega Genesis, and Nintendo 64 you can play all of your old favorites for less than 5 bucks each.



Most of these poor souls do not realize what they are becoming apart of. This new wave of next-gen systems has built one of the largest, storage intensive networks ever. Every new system is a server in the living room. Where voice, pictures,instant messages, and even High Definition emerge on our plasma screens and surround sound. If all the PS3's in America were combined like Voltron the resulting Mother Brain would be in the top 500 list of super computers for sure and the results would be like Trapper Keeper 3000 in South Park. Beware, this is only the beginning.


Wednesday, November 29, 2006

Malachi Ritscher's Self-Immolation R.I.P.

Malachi Ritscher's killed himself by setting himself on fire to protest the war in Iraq.

The following is his self written obituary:

At 6:30 a.m. on Nov. 3 - four days before an election caused a seismic shift in Washington politics - Ritscher, a frequent anti-war protester, stood by an off-ramp in downtown Chicago near a statue of a giant flame, set up a video camera, doused himself with gasoline and lit himself on fire.

"Here is the statement I want to make: if I am required to pay for your barbaric war, I choose not to live in your world. I refuse to finance the mass murder of innocent civilians, who did nothing to threaten our country," he wrote in his suicide note. "... If one death can atone for anything, in any small way, to say to the world: I apologize for what we have done to you, I am ashamed for the mayhem and turmoil caused by my country."



A war protester whose message will not be forgotten.
Peace

Google Earth Tips

Google Earth is nice, but it's coolness wanes quickly. Luckily there are thousands of more dedicated people than you who have scoured the planet in search of its secrets and albeit, there are websites as well?!!

Google Earth Hacks is a great site with RSS Feeds which keep you up to date on the newest and coolest hacks. The hacks are user contributed files which extend Google Earth. Such as adding more detail to the Nazca Lines of Peru.

It has user feedback so you are not downloading complete crap.

Another cool site that I found while Digging featured the Top 10 Naked People on Google Earth, Google Sightseeing's motto is "Why Bother Seeing the World For Real?" Why bother, when this site features all that you could ever discover. In Google Earth that is.



While there is no substitute for uncovering things yourself, there is something to be said about these crib notes. They will save you time by highlighting interesting areas and also whet your appetite for future Where's Waldo-esque scouring of Google Earth.

Saturday, November 25, 2006

Yo Joe!!! What do you have in common with Mario?

Growing up in the eighties two of my pop cultural seedlings were G.I. Joe and Nintendo's Super Mario Bros. The former being an indoctrination of Americanization. The latter a Japanese video game that revived a struggling market. What do these two giants of my youth have in common? And more importantly, what does this imply? G.I. Joe was in constant battle with COBRA Command while Mario was always trying to save the Princess from the clutches of King Koopa (aka Bowser). Both are reptilian. Hmmm? Is this a theme?
I had an army of G.I. Joes that would have whooped whatever pussy ass militia you could ever have amassed. I was lost for hours in my own land of make believe. Where, I would often set bad guys up strategically around my bedroom in increasing threat level along my path to saving something/one from the bad guys. This protocol of adventure had many permutations, yet none were ever the same. The ad machine of Hasbro Toys also included video games, a television show, comics, and a movie. I would wake up as early as possible on Saturdays to watch the newest episode. Of course, the old ones aired daily on WGN, The Super Station. Every episode ended with the same shtick of instilling values on the eager minds gobbling it up. "And knowing is half the Battle". The movie revealed many origins of which if you wikipedia COBRA ORGANIZATION it explains the bad guys genesis as:

The Sunbow produced animated series did not explore how Cobra began. It was only in G.I. Joe: The Movie that it is revealed that the organization was a frontrunner for a 40,000 year-old underground civilization called Cobra-La, whose snake-like inhabitants were driven underground by the advent of humankind. Cobra Commander was, in actuality, a member of this underground race. He was tasked with creating an organization that would overrun the world at large.

A hidden ancient race of reptiles who are trying to over take the world. Sounds like another Saturday morning cartoon of that time...

The The Super Mario Bros. Super Show
Mario is a mushroom eating plumber who does constant battle against the giant reptile Bowser (aka King Koopa) who flies around in a space craft. The wikipedia on The Super Mario Bros. explain Bowser's (aka King Koopa) origins as:

The movie begins by establishing that a meteor struck Earth 65 million years ago in what is now Brooklyn, splitting the world into two parallel dimensions. The first dimension is the human world, inhabited by humans who evolved from apes, who in turn evolved from small mammals. The other dimension is inhabited by humanoid creatures who evolved from dinosaurs.


Once again Hollywood changes the storyline of a successful comic/video game to portray some sick motifs. I feel that this is not a coincidence. There are no such things. The reptilian agenda is not a new idea, but to feature them in children's stories is F'ed up. They are hidden here to sub consciously affect the minds of the future. I would speculate that most of the parents still to this day have no idea what sort of stories were really ingrained into their loved ones. I guess that the battle against the such forces is best fought by those who are aware of it an early age? I guess the more we know the better we will be prepared because knowing is half the battle!!!

Prepare