Whats in a Lame?

"Shakespear said Whats in a Name? He said Who? I said Shakespear, Shakespear! He said look, are you going to listen to me? Or are you going to listen to your friends?"


As i write this, i have acomplished nothing during my winter break, go figure. Ive yet to leave the house!!! I have fixed my computer, everything is running swimmingly, the x850pro can push out graphics and its just a powerhouse....


My whats in a Lame? Comes from me, the epidimy of lame. Lame to the lameth degree. I'm just laying in bed, watching the Tube, when i get a ring? Oh who could it be? None other than one of my favorite friends Fuzz, woo Fuzz is calling me, something must be up, its a little late for a call from fuzz, ussually its "hey monkey lets do something tonight?" but it being already 11ish, its a little late for that. I pick up the old ring a dinger and woah woah woah, lots a noise from the other end. She is apparently in NYC. Ive lived in NJ my entire life. I call it the city just like everyone else, but i guess i really shouldnt even be allowed the right to do that. Ive been to NYC like.... never.... for fun. Ive done it for school trips once or twice, but thats about as far as my NYC trips go. So yeah, here i am, sitting in NJ, on a friday night, laying in bed, watching the Tv, TALKING to someone on the PHONE who is NYC actually doing something with their friday night.


Whats in a Lame? Ill tell you, ME!

Keith

Soulful Terrain

Dude, hes back at it again, with them wierd ass titles, well if you know me, and im sure you do if your reading this, then you know my musical taste and then you should be wise enough to at least google it, and then you will find the artist, and then you will HOPEFULLY listen to some of it... its like free advertisement, like me wearing a shirt... Im not that big though, billboard style perhaps not, though ive noticed the 2 on the 237 shirt is amply placed over the bosom... ANYWHO.

Things to update, i am an idiot. Thank you very much. I ordered a new motherboard and a X850pro, now then, i needed a new mobo to use the x850pro, damn PCI-E interface and me using an oldie AGP slot. Now then! My old P4 chip runs on socket 478. They do not make a motherboard with PCI-E and a socket 478... I did not know this. I had hoped that an LGA 775 socket could get a 478 in there... it cant. WELL THEN. I am currently using an old computer on my desktop attached to my beautiful monitor. Why do you ask havent i put together my old one yet? Well i will say, i reformated my hard-drives in preperation for my new motherboard, with that i have lost everything, and if i were to put everything back together with my old motherboard, well then i would have to reformat yet again and load windows yet again and take it apart yet again! So then, all my parts are on top of my wooden dresser, all sitting there, all clean... and beautiful... my my is it beautiful, with its blood red board... and its great fan sitting ontop.... I WANT TO USE MY NEW VIDEO CARD NOW DAMNIT!

Onto other news, my winter break only lasts until monday, thats right, I go back MONDAY... The Second... let me say that again, MONDAY!

Fuck....

In other news, its quite cold in my house. And i apparently have a place to be on new years eve. All in all, in sumation of 2005, i suppose i should look back, look at my achievements, at my failures, at my up's and down's. Me being a realist (read as pesismist) can only feasibly see the rotten core of what a year is.

"Doesnt red wine give you a headache? Yeah eventually, but the first and the middle part are amazing, im not going to stop doing it because of what happens at the end. Do you want an apple? No eventually it will be a core."

Keith

Twas the Night Before Today

Mkay?

Lets see here, we have a few things of report i suppose.

The monitor i had posted a few months ago.... its banging, its beyond banging, its super banging, banging to the nth of bangage.

Banging.

...


In other news, ive been listening to Mitch Hedberg again while going through the romp of Call of Duty, just something about hearing that the number of the girl who works at the DoubleTree front desk is "Zeeeroo" just makes things go "well then ahem!"

In robotics news, we have the clue given out, and i am already fed up with it... Frusterated and desolate i gave up on the task of becoming a cryptologist.

"Twas the Night before Today" Lets live out the last days of '05 and bring in '06 with some good times with some good friends, some good tunes and some warmth thoughts of well... Dude, 2005 SUCKED!!!


I'll see you on the flip side of 06.


Keith

Segway Inventor Drinks His Own Pee

Dean Kamen, famed inventor of the Segway vehicle, drank his own urine to the delight of a South Carolina audience. He was participating in a presentation of his latest gadget- a pee-purifying device that his company DEKA Research has developed.

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Letter to the Human Race

This is my letter, to all those who wish to read

My letter is full of frusteration and pain. So i will make it short and leave it in open-ended questoin format. Why do people, females, males, generally, leave everything up to the one it hurts most? Instead of giving out the feelings they keep them bottled up inside. Inquiry does nothing, only leaves the thoughts there, burning at the soul, at the essence of a person. When everything is wrong, they do not say anything. They refuse to open their mouths, instead they try to grasp at straws and give a false hope. A hope of a possibility, the hope of being, the hope of happiness, the lie of happiness. Feelings are complicated, they incompas what we are, they are our ego, our personality, our very behavoir with life. Feelings are never brought up unless things are in a possition where they can hurt. The human race is doomed for ever and eternity because of our ficklness in our own feelings. We sway from option to option, back and forth, within a week, a day, a decade. Life in essence, is something that gives us an opertunity to be great, to be loved, to hurt and to hate. But it is okay, life is the every thing and the every one. The act of having a concious brain of thoughts and feelings is what makes us who we are. We cannot blame others for feelings, we cannot punish ourselves for what we feel. My letter to the human race it seems to be the everything and everyone in it. The human race, the interactions between us all. Why must we hurt? Why must we love? Because we have too. If we did not, we would not be. We would not be here, we would not be alive, we would not be who we are, we would not be in the world as we know it today. Love, hate, confusion, frusteration, happiness, joy, pain, pleasure, they all stem from the same needing of to experince feelings. Wether we conciously realize what we do or not is another story, but the reason we do it is because we require it. We need a sense of reality, we do not know why we do these things. We will never know why we give our beings to others, we will never know why we hurt others without reasons, we will never know as to the reason behind why we are the way we are. For 16 years of experince of life, i have not seen much. I have not been experince to all that the world and others have to offer. Pain, pleasure, hate, love, the feeling of security of knowing that someone out there, besides the ones who must, is there for you. I often because i know about my feelings feel that i should lay myself down for others, because happiness is not something that should be horded or enjoyed soley. Happiness however, to those who lay themselves down for others, seems to never find its way back around the globe and into the arms of the ones who yearn for it most. Those who do get it, get it in small doses, but thats all happiness is. Happiness is both aclimating to it, and dealing with loosing it. The fact that we take what we have with a grain of salt, the fact that we move on with our lives after having something for so long is because we have to experince. We have to do it all. We cannot be happy with a new car after 3 years. Yet you aclimate to it. You cannot be happy with one person your entire life, not even in marriage. The best you can do is realize to yourself that, this is my life, these are the people i have let into it, these are the people i trusted once and i should trust. For some, they are blinded by the world around them. For others, they see what they have, they take it in, and enjoy it on a daily basis, and are the people who are truly happy. The few of us who are shot down in life, the few of us who are never let into the homes of the minds of others yet let others in freely are only there in the world to emotionally boost others.

My letter to the Human Race, love one another, be happy, accepting defeat is a mandatory part of life, accepting your fate as a human and your mortality is there. Accept life for what it is, Life.

Keith

Nice Guys Finish Last

The nice guy syndrome, fucked over in the end, as always.

The Cock Boy Cometh

Yeeeep, guess who has decided to return to the blogging?

My main reason to return is to file a complaint. Yes again, Keith is complaining, but about what this time? About the movie industry? About the Video Game industry? About nothing that he is directly invovled in? The answer is no to all of them.

My complaint is filed against the population of the earth. Life in essence, is a fantastic thing. Social formalties are not in all honesty but neither of these things incompass my complaint. My complaint stems from the fact of maturity and that of growing up. Some of us need to grow up early. Some of us do it conciously and do it objectivley. However most of us do not conciously realize what we do, some of us realize what others do. This complaint is about how the human brain and mind cannot comprehend the fact of basic emotions. I am currently a Junior in High-School. One would assume that the people of my grade would want to break out of the chains that have been put on them and join the world. This however is not the case. It is ever most present in todays generation then ever before. The institution that is the education system, the formalties and restrictions placed on the child generation, it has hindered them in thought and in the ablity to handle the emotions that are laid before them. I myself am having a very hard time, I am bursting at the seems from the enjoyment that is graduating while the ones around me are suprised. They feel as if once they leave the safety of the institution that has protected them, that they are bare and unwanted, and they are afraid of what the world holds within it. Instead of behaving like the adults they have to be in the next few years, they are scrambling for every ounce of child hood they have left. I cannot say i blame them for this task. It is however not a noble task. I am afraid of what my generation will do when they are faced with the worlds problems. Ambition is a lost ideology. In any event, it is apparent of why I am complaining about this phenomenon. I myself grew up very fast, I found my child hood did not fill me with what i wanted. I felt understanding the harder questions in life, understanding emotions of others, but more importantly the emotions of myself gave me a higher sense of self and realization. I cannot say that i myself am not afraid of what the future has in store for me. But i do however feel that im not only obligated to face it fully and with my best efforts, but that i infact cannot wait to see. I am an observer of the human race. Sometimes i feel left out because i observe more than experince, but it is okay, that goes away. I do not feel that all of the world is going to end up in a place where darkness rules. Some, a very select few show their true feelings, show their true intelect, they show they that are not afraid, and they are able to stand at the feet of their problems and at the feet of others with open arms.

The Cock Boy Cometh, and He left a stain.

Keith