You know, every weekend, my friend does something more outrageous than the previous weekend. And just when I thought the ambulance was bad enough, he went and top that off. I wouldn't say how, it's really personal to him.

Anyway, he insists that tequila is to blame. So I should take his example as grave warning and stay away from tequila. But tequila rose is a great drink. But anyway, back to that guy, it's only a matter of time before he gets arrested I suppose. Heh, I hope it doesn't come to that.

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Okay, I'm going to go low and degrade myself as necessary. Soon, as soon as I have time, (Note: no more particular reference to the word "Busy") I will add this to my webpage.

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Lack of posts = really damn busy.

There's something wrong with America in general. I suppose my perception is due to this story I heard from my friend, who had a wild night on Friday and woke up in the hospital. It's not everyday this happens... oh wait, it probably happens with general frequency in colleges, I suppose the first crime is to acknowledge its common occurance and just pass it off and typical college immaturity and stupidity.

My friend was out drinking. Again. As usual. Like half the population in the colleges across America. And apparently he had one drink too many such that his friend had to suppot him, and they both were walking like drunks, with the inebriated disorientation that screws up all sense of balance and realisation. He just couldn't walk, he just couldn't talk and he barely knew what the hell was happening. Yet I don't know what drove him on, it could be the stupid force of inertia that since he was drunk, he might as well drink more before the feeling wears of and the hangovers set in. My friend attempted to get into another bar, and the bouncer could see he was so drunk, incoherent and f*cked up that he was promptly denied entry. And if you were denied entry into a bar because you're that drunk, it means, you're THAT drunk.

Apparently, I suppose it would be alright if he just left, but I suppose not before making a big commotion. He stumbled around and fell onto a car parked just next to the bar. People in the bar came out to see what these drunks were trying to do, and I suppose enough people would have remembered this night because of that. But that wasn't enough for my friend. Apparently when people are drunk, they are driven to do stupid things, over and over again, even though they have no conscious control of it.

My friend decided to call it a night... actually it wasn't his call, I don't think he was aware enough to call a cab, so his friend did, and they both headed back to the dorm. And it would have been alright up to then, a couple of embarrassing tales, nothing too bad or regretful. But then upon arrival, there was this whole mass of people, hundreds in the lobby waiting to sign into the dorm, which provided the audience for the event that was about to happen.

My friend and his friend were stumbling towards the guard desk, and apparently, the guard was much of an asshole, and made my friend walk on ahead while he accosted the other guy. The problem was, the guard could definitely see that my friend was drunk off his ass and could barely walk two steps, needing to be supported by another person and all. I suppose it was sadism on his part to watch a drunk college student stumble and fall onto the floor.

What actually happened surprised everyone at the lobby. My friend managed to walk five steps right up to the corner, almost right out of sight of the entire audience, the guard, and would have almost evaded all the sh*t what would have come after. Almost. In his drunken gait, suddenly, he lost balance, just at the final step, just almost around the corner, just when all would be okay, just when there would be no further embarrassing events, and he fell backwards onto the floor, for the whole entire lobby to see.

The Resident Assistant came, after being summoned by the sadistic guard, and the ambulance was called and my friend was wheeled out in a stretcher. Right past everyone at the lobby, right past everyone he lived with and is going to live with for the rest of the year. And perhaps it wasn't just so that he had to leave without any more fuss, but he had to fall out of the stretcher, and quickly got back up and walked into the ambulance himself.

I suppose, the story ends with him waking up in the hospital, perfectly fine; he was just left there for observation. But he's left with two scathing reminders of the events that transpired: one, it has been etched into the memory of all that were present that night and two, a $900 bill for the ambulance to come and transport him two blocks(!!) away to the hospital around the corner.

This story goes to reflect two things which I don't understand. Firstly, why do people drink that much? Especially college students? Is it because of the taste of liquor? Or is it because of the feeling of being drunk? Or perhaps it is the image of badassness that the drinker is trying to promote? Why drink? I'm open to suggestions over here.

The second thing I don't understand is why does an ambulance cost $900? $900 is almost enough to go to Malaysia. If $900 can take a person from New York to Malaysia, halfway around the world, then why is $900 needed to take a person from Water Street to Gold Street, a grand total distance of about half a mile? Perhaps, healthcare in America is ridiculously overpriced, and it is to be treated as a luxury here, rather than a neccessity. Kinda like most third world countries. With just that in mind, I suppose there's enough wrong in America.

I was on the bus yesterday and I was without my PSP, meaning that I had no music to listen to other than the drone of the bus engine and the incessant chatter of college girls around me. Sighing, and resigning myself to a boring ride back to the dorm, my mind started to wander; wander until suddenly my eye caught sight of this really hot blonde chick getting on the bus and walking towards the back of the bus. I watched her out of the corner of my eye, savouring a little eye candy.

When she sat down, I overheard that she was deep in conversation with her friend over the weather. Yeah, right, who has deep conversations over the weather? Anyway, she was, and then she said something that goes like this:

"I like hot weather over cold weather like this. It is because, you know, when you're hot, you can take off your clothes and walk around in your underwear."

I did not have a comfortable bus ride back to the dorm.

You know, I'm not saying that the US media is incompetent, or there is no such thing as a "free media" in the US, or whether the Bush Administration has got a chokehold on the US media, or the US media is just slack in reporting, or whether the US media is involved in a lot of propaganda bullsh*t. But here's an example:

With regards to possible electoral fraud happening in Iraq over the latest constitution, MSNBC.com has hardly a mention of it, after I searched for the following strings, "Iraq, fraud, election" and there is only a scant line suggesting anything wrong with the ballots in this article where it is mentioned in passing amid all the statistics of blood, death and gore. CNN.com fares hardly any better, with it's article on strangely high number of Yes votes, without any mention that this could be likely to fraud, and that it is just probably a statistical anomaly that there are so many people in Iraq that voted yes. CNN.com just politely mentions the facts that there is a number of yes votes and that the opening paragraph seems so factual and boring, it pleads not to be read.

On the other hand, I was looking over at BBCnews.co.uk for a different alternative, for I know the UK media is like a pack of hungry dogs ready to rip apart any politician. In this article, at least they came out and suggested that fraud was likely. Well, c'mon who they're gonna kid? It's on people's minds. Is it fraud or not? I mean, the American media treats it in passing as though the people of Iraq would naturally vote yes. Or maybe they just don't want to cast any bad light on the Bush administration. Or maybe they just don't want to show that the election process in Iraq is not going so well. Somehow, I'm beginning to lose my faith in the US media. I don't need to know about Paris Hilton denying tryst with Tom Sizemore or $340 million lottery fever hits. C'mon, I need important news and viewpoints. Where are your balls, US media? Where are they? Have you been castrated by the Bush Administration?

How can you say that? How can you say that this is not hot?! How? Why? What? Are? You? Saying? Seriously, check her out again. And again. And again. And again... yeah can't stop checking her out right?

Anyway, as a footnote, she was there at the convention. But I could swear she was probably avoiding me.

Today, I sort of died, and went to geek heaven. I spent the entire day wandering around the Javits Convention Center, immersing myself in the three aspects that would make any geek happy: cutting-edge technology, ubercool games and boobs (Ref pictures below).

Although I'm not really a geek, (I don't live in my mom's basement, I do have a job, I'm getting somewhere in life, and my tech skillz are not 1337 yet) I suppose there are some things which all men do share in common which they like a lot.

I guess there were some interesting gadgets and attractions. I remember off the top of my head, Quake 4, which was ubergood, excellent graphics over Quake 3, Live! Motion, a webcamera that automatically detects motion and attempts to swivel to centre your face on the webcam, Shure earplugs, which cancels out 93% of all external noise, with it's own built-in tweeter and woofer which retails at USD499, and the XBox 360 which needs no further introduction.

I got to test out dozens of other sweet things, from the Logitech iPod wireless Bluetooth headset, to Toshiba's Qosimo laptops, to Nokia's N91 (to be released in January), to some model's ass. Wait, I'm kidding about the last one. Other things that were damn interesting were the graphics card that is purely dedicated to rendering physics, which means, probably in the future, we'd be seeing computers with three graphics cards; your usual 2 PCI-Express x16 cards, plus this little baby to enhance your gaming experience to realism never before experienced on computers, but seen in everyday life.

The highlight of the show was suppose to be Jessica Alba. The website advertised that she would be going, but she didn't show. All I got to see were Lala and the cast of "Growing up Gotti" who weren't particularly exciting or interesting. I mean, Jessica Alba. Who can live up to that epitome of hot sexiness packed into a 5'7 lean attractive figure? Anyway, she broke my heart because she didn't show up to give me a hug and take pictures with me. Though on the other hand, Carmen Electra was there. I didn't see her, and I'm not exactly sure if that's a bad thing, because from what my friends tell me, she looks way, way better on television compared to her face which was "caked" in makeup. But one of my friends got a hug from her anyway, and I suppose, a hug from a well-known sex symbol is a really awesome hug.

So yeah, I will be dropping by the place tomorrow again, trying to pick up some freebies and models. Awesome? Definitely. I met David Storm, the editor-in-chief of Tom's Hardware Guide, and had his point of view of how I should be building my next extreme system. I even got to meet 4k.Grubby. Seriously awesome. Yeah, nuff said.

This is Anna Wainscoat. She's the winner of EverQuest II: Quest for Antonia. Cool sexy outfit. I just had a thought, it'll be cool if they actually had school uniforms like these. Or some sort of office dress code. Today is "Dress as some erotic fantasy character day" Heh, yeah, today has been a good day.

Every guy's fantasy comes true sometimes I suppose. They are models... they have this fantastic way of looking good on camera, while I have this look of err... I don't know... like I'm ecstatically high on drugs or something. Maybe I was trying to tell myself this is not a dream. Wish they were my trio of girlfriends.

I met 4k.Grubby today. Uber wc3 player, something I aspire to be. He was really an impressive player, and I do see the chasm between us. Somehow, some of us are born into greatness, others can only admire from afar.

I just found an interesting link. It's the Insta-blog-post!! Sounds fun right? It's a pretty moronic way to attempt to vaguely generate stupid posts for days people are too lazy to even think of something to type, and hence leave their blogs unattended for months and months. (Yes you know I'm talking about you, you who rarely update your blogs.)

Here's the link. At least it'll give me something to look at on your sites.
http://www.flooble.com/fun/bloggen.php

I wonder if I can tweak the code to produce more interesting posts.

The rain in Spain falls mainly on the plains.

The rain in New York, makes me feel like a dork, as I was drenched in the fyord because the bus had insufficient torque.

Had a three day weekend. That technically began on Friday. However, I don't have classes on Tuesday. And Monday's a holiday. But I also don't have classes on Tuesday. I don't have homework. Hmm... this feels like the summer holidays. Right in the middle of the semester.

Perhaps there is a deeper meaning behind all that Flying Spaghetti Monster letter floating around the Internet. Is it by no coincidence that FSM is also the initials for the Free Speech Movement?

Perhaps there are some parallels, but I suppose well weird things happen when people have way too much freedom. I think that the whole creationism and intelligent design is taking things way too far. Lack of evidence does not prove otherwise. And I suppose the date draws near that the Kansas Education Board convenes for the final vote of whether to teach ID, Creationism and pastafarianism. I can't help but see that the whole process is a thinly veiled attempt at subverting students' minds to religion.

I see parallels with the Free Speech Movement, because it's like people want to impose their beliefs upon others. They want to impose their lifestyle, their choice, their religion on others. So much for being free. Look, the great thing about Darwinism is that it's here and it doesn't demand that you believe in it to go to heaven or hell. It is the same with science, it doesn't demand your undying faith or singing hymms from the mountaintops, whether you break with it or embrace it. What other belief can say the same?

Just that no matter how some things are improbable, doesn't mean it doesn't happen, no matter how improbable is. Any gambler can tell you that.

Am I shrugging moral responsibility by not being religious? No, far from it, I acknowledge that I am fully and solely accountable for the moral outcome of my actions, and that I don't need the forgiveness of some divine being to rest my soul in heaven. Rather I must bear the judgement of the court in my heart that I must live with myself day after day after day that I can't forgive myself for the things I've done. Being an atheist is a lot hard than being a theist. Don't mock me because I didn't take the easy way out. I don't know what actions would take me to heaven. But I believe that it takes a lot more than going to church once a week, fasting for a month, being kosher, donating money and accepting a divine being just to... not even to go to heaven, not even to face the afterlife, but just to live with myself, to live with the everyday doubt and uncertainty, to be unsure, and to have nothing to hold on to, and to be completely lost. But at the end of the day, after going through this crucible, I am shaped by this, my personality is defined, my identity is discovered, my sense of justice, ethics and morality is affirmed and I can say that I am a better person.

So screw you people who try to take the moral high ground on me.

Okay, the thing I actually wanted to talk about before being distracted by that interesting piece of trivial I posted was actually about a party that was hosted last weekend. And no, despite various rumours of me turning into an alcoholic, I did not attend that party and I would like to stress that getting drunk on a Monday night does not imply alcoholism.

Anyway, the theme of this party was "CEOs and Office Hos" and perhaps I was reviled not as much as the typical college behaviour of getting drunk and puking all over the plae, but rather the blatant sexism and disrespect for the female gender. Sure, some of you might think, "What the hell is this sexist pig doing talking about sexual discrimination?" but I found the entire theme of the party so degrading that I didn't think that anyone, especially chicks would go if they even have a decent scrap of respect for themselves.

However, I am again proven wrong, because as I switched on my television over the weekend, rather than choosing to support such disrespect for women, I noticed an advertistment on "Girls Gone Wild" where... never mind, it's just an advertistment for DVDs of college girls umm... ahh... let's just say that I can't believe that there are so many drunken sluts out there who'd strip for the sake of stripping. (They don't get paid at all.)

So perhaps with such little respect for themselves, it's a wonder that feminism is still alive to this day and age. I found the whole party theme very degrading, because while men aspire to become CEOs (yes, that's why we go to business school), women can only get as far in the office by being whores. And sure, it's just a party, but the party attempts to so vividly mimic a sexual fantasy of office escapades, that perhaps I wonder if this is unhealthy. Men stand around in suits and ties, while women frolick around in skimpy outfits? I don't know... it just seems that whatever they're trying to do, well... it's just a wrong party theme. Not even morally wrong or ethically wrong or whatever kind of moral high ground I might be taking. It's just like shooting yourself in the foot, like actually choosing to be a drug addict or prostitute or serial rapist because they choose to, that kind of "Injustice to common sense" wrong.

And you may be wondering who's hosting the party? Oh wait, yeah it's a bunch of girls. So I suppose they aspire to be office whores next time? I don't know. Or maybe they're just trying to look for guys who look good in suits so that they know who'll have the bucks in the future, and who to get married to. I don't know. Or maybe they're just trying to live a fantasy? I don't know. But then thing I know is the image they show is one of debauchery, sex, lies, liquor and a whole dollop of kinkiness.

And I feel someone coming up behind me, and giving me a good slap on the back and saying, "That's college, man, that's college."

Wait, a brief intermission. You guys know how Kennedy said "Ich bin ein Berliner" which loosely translate to "I am a donut"?

There's a lesser known story of the Secretary of Defense McNamara who went to Saigon in 1963 for a speech, and yeah well he wanted to do something like that. He wanted to learn "Viet Nam muon nam!" which was suppose to mean, "Long Live Vietnam!"

However, like most Americans trying to learn Asian languages, they don't take into account the intonation or the slight tonal nuances in pronuncing words. Kinda like Mandarin where a certain syllable has different meaning depends on how you say it.

So back to the story, McNamara decides to massacre the Vietnamese language by proclaiming in front of a school of ten thousand students, "Viet name muon nam!" What he actually said was:

The southern duck wants to lie down!