Hail? Yeah.
 

... Hail?

Yes. Down here.
 
Oh, uh -- Hark! I am the intern.
Sir Qwert hath sent me thine
direction for mine armaments.
Wait here. I'll nudge
your supplies to you.
 
Can I giveth thou a hand? Excellent. You've only
been here thirty seconds and
you've already managed
inadvertent offense
.
 
Ye shit! I ask
yon forgiveness!
Well, it's called
inadvertent for a reason.
 
I do thank you, good sir!
I say, you are most admirable.
I cannot imagine the hardship being in your shoes! Er, wait!
Ironically, you're inadvertently
inheriting the leggings of
Yori The Incontinent.
How's that for hardship?
 
 
 
August 1st, 2005

here's somewhat of a growth in the links below. Once again, I've gone and added another, Ann Coulter Tossed My Salad. As the text-link narrates, it's a blogger that won't bore the everliving hell out of you. It's very reminiscent of the True Porn Clerk Stories.

It's not what you think, and you'd honestly be surprised.

Anyway, I decided I'd post a link to ACTMS because it seems he's linked me as "Worth A Look," and a good number of referral hits that are not search engine results are because he's linked me to his site. So, there you go. I guess that's a link trade or something. I don't feel violated, and nothing's bleeding.

Also of note, someone in Tel Aviv (or so that's where they say they're from) found it necessary to create not one -- but two LiveJournal icons for themselves. I present them here, in all of their animated GIF glory.

 

That's Rupert in the top icon and Bob in the bottom. Rupert's picture is taken from Do Not Herald, way back on September 23rd, 2003. I'm not quite sure where Bob makes the specific appearance he's making in that bottom icon.

As the kids say, I appreciate the "props," dawg.

I've been playing a lot of Battlefield 2 recently. It would be a good game, if it were not for a few very bad points.

  • You rarely ever know who or what killed you. If you're out of a vehicle, you simply roll over onto your back and stare at the tiny black hole in the sky, begging for a medic to revive you. If you're in a vehicle, you smolder for fifteen seconds.
     
  • The new patch to fix the incredibly flawed, bare-bones multiplayer server system isn't due out until the end of August. This was announced in the middle of July.
     
  • Searching for any games in multiplayer completely erases whatever list you were given when the game pings servers itself after start-up.
     
  • Once you finally get into a game, you'll somehow disconnect twenty-five percent of the time.
     
  • The EA Website is a maze of annoyance and frustration. Their help section includes a help section on using their help section. I'm not making this up.
     
  • Teammates are almost always completely retarded. Finding anyone with even a modicum of ability when it comes to intelligent team-play is almost impossible.

Like I said, it could be a fun game to play -- if it worked correctly. Simply put, it was released way too early. The often-felt frustration frequently overshadows the impressive improvement upon first-person shooters. A lot more work should've gone into it before they decided to put it to the shelves.

As my friend Stuie put it, "Unless you get a good team, it's just like Counterstrike -- but with vehicles."

 
LIPP's beloved host. Tolerant of my freeloading ass, for which I am grateful.
 
 
 
Art Koziol's photojournalistic study on the world of punk music.
 
A blogger who actually WON'T bore you to death!
righteous!