Forum Maintenance…
Just a quick heads up, the forums are going down for a while. How long? I cannot say. They are currently under utilized and overrun with spam bots so it’s not like it’s going to be a huge dissapointment, you know? Just a warning, just a heads up.
I SHALL NOW SILENCE THE VOICE OF THE PEOPLE!
…. Just kidding.
It’s called snow, yo.
Being as I have always loved snow since I was a little boy, the white stuff is never far from my mind. (Read that in context, please. Though I suppose it’s just as true out of context, I must admit.) But anyway, it never ceases to amaze me at how given a few warmer month’s to drive, people completely lose all notion of how to operate vehicles or really remain civil when we get that wonderful powdery substance on the ground. Granted this isn’t the easiest thing to drive in and road conditions can get pretty messy, but at the same time, why do people forget that it get slippery when snowing. Ah well, I guess it doesn’t matter. I’m pretty much done using logic here, I find I’m saner when I don’t, anyway. But I digress. What I am really trying to say is, I love the snow, and I love winter. A lot of people would call me crazy about wanting to leave North Carolina for my native Ohio, because namely people are super-down on Ohio and also because North Carolina is warmer year round. I’m sorry but it isn’t Christmas morning if you are wearing shorts, end of story. That’s not part of my nolstalgic notion of the holidays and stuff. I also refuse to believe any of that garbage about Ohio sucking and there being nothing here, I love this state, damn it.
So does it make me crazy, for giving up warmer climates less than two hours inland from the beach, for Ohio, with it’s cold climates and supposed “Suck value”? Maybe it does make me crazy, but I like it, so I don’t care, you know? Journey said it best friends, “Any way you want it, that’s the way you need it.” So, it’s simple. I wanted it in Ohio, and I needed in Ohio, so here I am. (The it of course being living.) Not sure where I am going with that so moving on…
Oh yes, now I remember! Snow. It’s really bad down in Cincinnati right now, or it was earlier, but I don’t think it’s coming up to Dayton just yet or anything. I know we are supposed to get about one inch of accumulation so, I hope it gets good for when I have to go to class tomorrow. I might even make snow angels. Sounds childish but hey, maybe I’ll get lucky and some cute girl will come along and make them with me. (In reality, I’ll be stuck with that lesbian girl from work, but hey, she’s kind of cute in a looks-like-a-boy sort of way.)
Cheers.
Rage, show me your RAGE.
So I recently watched Fight Club again, the movie of course, I have to profess I haven’t gotten around to reading the original book just yet. (Forgive me, literary geeks!) But… this brings up a point in my mind after watching this, the whole thing. I wonder if one really could lead a movement such as Project Mayhem successfully in the United States? Sure, we have the Ku Klux Klan and various Neo-Nazi groups, and other forms of domestic terrorism, but the question is, could any of them really bring about a real change? Probably not, they are just microscopic subsets in the fabric of the country, the decimals on the lowest percent, or in short, absolutely nothing. But I only included this as a backdrop for this whole point I’m trying to get across, which is a very disturbing thought I had to myself today. I was reading a truly depressing thread on /r9k/ about the dreaded “Friend Zone” in relationships, basically the place where too many of my friends and almost always myself are pushed into when trying to win the affection of a girl. This made me depressed, seeing as I am the archetypal “Nice guy” (which Wikipedia has an interesting, albeit to me, depressing, article on the subject here.), who is more often than not the subject of this kind of rejection. Which I guess is a life experience, you know? I have the ability to change from a nice guy to become something else with a lot of effort and work, of course. But this stabs at my heart and really the very core of my beliefs. I don’t think I should have to change something about myself that I feel so very much defines who I am simply to make myself more attractive to the opposite sex. And for those of you thinking to yourselves at this point “Christ on a cracker, not another one of those self-loathing emo rant blogs!”, rest assured, I’m going to steer as clear as possible. Going back on topic briefly, I would like to think that as I rapidly approach my 20th birthday that I would be a great deal more mature and able to get out of the slump and look past my relationship shortcomings and be a better person for it. Sadly, this doesn’t seem like it’s been the case thus far and it looks like it is getting worse as time goes on. But enough of that. There is a point here, I promise.
So my thoughts about relationships and my musings about Fight Club brought me to this. What if all the angry, friend zoned, nice guys got together with all the sexually frustrated virgins and basement dwellers and started a revolution? It wouldn’t be pretty. The way I see it is that if these guys are anything like me, then they are full of anger and frustration at their situations. So what would we do? Take out all of our pent up frustrations and anger and turn it into rage. And then, we would just beat the ever loving shit out of each other, the room, everything. This would be enough for some people, and they would go back to being the nice guy and they would accept that this wasn’t healthy but would continue to pent things up because that is how they operate. The rest of us would ask “What now?” and someone would inevitably say what all assembled were subconciously thinking, “It is not us, the cast-aside dregs of society that should change. This is America, God Damn it! We shouldn’t have to change just because it isn’t working for the bitches that don’t want us, they should change for us! Now brothers, let us take our rage out on those who have wronged us!” (Cheesy, I know, but that’s how I would picture it sounding.) And so, we would cast off our clothes and don second-hand fatigues and ski masks and dark attire, amassing amongst ourselves sledgehammers, molotov cocktails, knives and maybe even a couple of swords (most of us are nerds, and most nerds have swords.) and maybe a couple of guns, and take our rage to the streets, forming some sort of hell march. This march would draw toward our nearby college campus, mostly settling on campus housing. (Strangely enough, the college I speak of strikes me like it would be the University of Dayton, and we’d do a triumphant sweep through the UD Ghetto, trashing the place.) We would just tear up the joint and get sent to jail, but not before posting a long manifesto on the internet, on our blogs, on our forums, and most likely on 4chan. (Because anonymous loves random destruction.) This would be the start of our social revolution, our war on the Friend Zone and the people who we feel had wronged us.
Of course this is a completely stupid thought, really, as it would never, ever happen. I also know that in fact, it isn’t just guys that are victims of being relegated to the Friend Zone. Same thing happens to girls, because in reality, they have it just as bad as we do. Which brings up the thought, “Hey, wouldn’t it be great and make sense if the two parties, man and women, who had been shunned by others got together and just found happiness?” But yeah, that’s also rather outlandish, because such is the nature of human attraction, fickle, awful thing that it is. So what am I taking away from all this, trying to sound as upbeat and not emo as possible? I think that idea I had above while kind of stupid and outlandish, would be kind of funny as a sort of student film. (Film students, take note.) Or as a YouTube endeavor, to say the least. But apart from that, I think it’s just my angsty side talking, really. As I said on FaceBook, “I am waging a war against the Friend Zone. Death to the Douche Bags, this is my teenage angsty and unending rage.”
I am Eric’s total lack of humor.
Yeah… don’t really read too much into this, you guys. Just hypotheticals, you know?
Cheers.
The Momentary Total Existence Failure of Loser’s Paradise.
So it’s a been a couple days since it has happened and the blog has kind of sat empty, idle and silent, but we’re back. I myself am stilly kind of fuzzy on what happened, but this is what Stephan has told me. The hosting company was moving our account over to some new servers and the entire business messed up some how and all our data was lost. Being as neither of us is terribly diligent about backing up our data, we just kind of had to start a new. It’s irritating, but in the end not a huge deal… Just as I said, irritating. But yeah, now we are back with the blog. I’m going to try to keep on it as best as I can. (Let’s all cross those fingers then, people!)
So besides that, the forums are completely new again, and I will probably put them into Maintenance mode till I get something worked out for them, hopefully sooner and more completely than my last attempt. (Again, we can only hope.) Other than that, yeah, blog on. If you had an account before, please remake it. I apologize again for the hiccup.
See you all soon.
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