First off, thanks to anyone who takes the time to check out this blog – the 66th fastest growing blog on WordPress, whatever that means.
Today we’re going to run through a bunch of random topics and links, similar to the format I used to make my AIM profiles back when I was tight.
Here we go:
How ridiculous are password specifications getting? You know, where a website makes you type a certain amount of characters with numbers and CAPs and all that. It’s to the point where it makes passwords not an easy little thing that only you know, but a stupid idiot thing that you have to write down to even know.
That said, I was filling out something for a GAP card account and the password requirements were as follows: -must be 8-15 characters
-must contain 2 numbers
-numbers can’t be at the beginning or the end
OK…so that leaves me with zero passwords to come up with? Oh, let me just resort to my go-to pword that has two numbers right in the middle of a word . Sure. This is a fuckin GAP CARD. No one is trying to hack into this and pay my 80 dollar balance for 2 polos, so why is this more secure than my bank account? Don’t get it.
I sort of hate the phrase “lucked out.” You were confused when you first started using this, weren’t you? Think about it. Back in the day, you heard someone say it for the first time and were like, wait does that mean their luck ran out or did something good happen. What’s going on here? Is this good or bad? It’s just a strange way to put it, I guess.
How about that crazy manager of the Atlanta Braves’ Double-A affiliate? In case you’ve been locked in a basement for the past three days, or just want to laugh at this nut again, here’s the clip.
I’m normally a fan of this crap, cause it’s entertaining and I always appreciate an out-of-their-tree weirdo, but I have to say if I were a higher up in the Braves organization, I’d fire this guy real quick.
Think about it, do you really want this whacko nurturing your prized prospects? He’s obviously off his rocker. You think an outburst of this magnitude comes randomly? No way. He’s crazy and he most likely does other crazy stuff outside of this. I wouldn’t want him dealing with my kids. Not in an age where you’re very careful with prospects to begin with – I wouldn’t want someone screwing them up.
Went to Summer Jam at the Tweeter Center the other day. Pretty solid time. It’s weird that every rap concert I go to is flooded with white teenage girls. But I guess if you only go to Jam’N 94.5 or Eminem concerts, it makes sense.
What I love at these things is that you can’t drink beer in the parking lot. You have to hide it in a cooler in the car and pour it into a red Solo cup. Really? I’m almost 22. I had to go through this sneaking around shit for years, I’m done with that now, why can’t I just drink?
If the cops (what a job this is by the way – serve and protect, how about bike around and try to wreck your time) see your booze, they take it away. I saw some people with a full ass keg in their trunk get it taken away on a golf cart. Now that sucks. 80 bucks down the tube. Where do you think that goes anyway? Def getting slugged at like Chief Sullivan’s cousin’s BBQ.
50 Cent showed up out of nowhere, which woulda been kinda cool if he didn’t suck. Take away his studio-enhanced voice and 50 is terrbs. No one was really feelin’ him either, you could tell. At one point he said “C’mon now, I wasn’t even supposed to be here” when he didn’t get a huge ovation when he though he should.
Surprisingly, that’s one of the only things I remember from that concert.
Aloe is like a magic plant, by the way. It was like 90 at that concert so obviously I left with a sunburn (the gay raccoon one too from leaving my sunglasses on like a drunken idiot) so I had to get aloe the next day. Stuff is unreal. So cooling and soothing somehow. I don’t get it and I don’t want to. It just feels ill and I’d like to leave it at that. I was looking at the bottle and it said something about how it could be used for shaving or as a hair gel too. Aloe can do anything apparently.
I’m fed up with CD’s. A) Few people buy them anymore because they think they can get away with selling it for like 13 bucks when I can get the full CD on iTunes for about 6. B) All they do is skip. For no reason. Fresh new blank CD for that next road trip? Things skipping, no doubt.
Can’t wait until 10 years or so when CDs are gone for good and every car has an MP3 player or iPod dock.
That’s all for today. Please comment with any links/funny stuff you got for me. Peace.