Lazy time and decentralized social networking applications

so i find that lately at home i have a lot of time to kill. i mean, it is just wait time between compiling the apache13-modssl on a new freebsd box but hey! it still takes a good 2 hours to do it so who am i to deny time to rest?

so last night i checked out 360.yahoo.com, and i was impressed. it's like friendster, blogger, amazon, google local and a lawnmower rolled into one. i like to say that it's like that dark chocolate with the peanut butter and reeses center, deep-fried in batter. hummm deep-fried batter.

so here's my profile. kudos to ern. i really like the speech bubble feature.

... and as a side note, i have invites to give out. leave a comment, with your email and i'll send you one.

wow, how profound...

i've been trying to post something to explain the way i've been feeling. i can't though. blogging is hard most days. then i find this little snippet on the net which explains things perfectly.

anger is like a soul that gets things accomplished!

confused

i think that the vancouver weather gnomes are a bit confused today. it's currently overcast, earlier while walking to the store to buy some goodies it was hailing (yes, hailing), and the last few days has been a mix of sunny/hot/raining/windy and cold. i'm just hanging out by the window of my office waiting for the 4 horsemen of the apocalypse to part the clouds.

it's supposed to be spring right? the weather where deer prance about while skunk and rabbits get along and doe get shot by hunters?

kill the plants!

i'm starting a new campaign. it's called the "kill the plants" campaign, we're getting rubber band bracelets the whole 9 and a half yards.

now, regular readers of this website know that i suffer from horrific allergies. horrible snot dripping and itchy swollen eye allergies. so i'm proposing that we kill all plants in a blaze of molotov glory. yes, i know it's very selfish but look at what i have to go through.

this is that time of the year where i always run out of tissue. i've resulted in using post-it notes to wipe snot (just kidding... kind of). it is also the time of year where i sleep with things stuck up my nose, the more absorbent the better to prevent "drippings" on my pillow and accidentally rolling over said "drippings". rolling over "drippings" results in the "crusties" that are stuck to your face/pajamas in the morning ... ok i'll stop. i also have my eyes swollen shut. i look like one of those buddha dolls that you rub the stomach for good luck, not fun! do i look like i want to be rubbed?! don't answer that.

anyway, if you support me in this simple campain. please take a flame thrower, point it at your exisiting lawn and simply pull the trigger. if you see someone mowing their lawn at the first sign of sunshine, steal their lawnmower along with all their gardening equiptment. when i rule the world, you will be rewarded plenty. this i command!

so i have this buddy...

her name is silvia. we call her sliv for short (you read it right, it is s-l-i-v) every year she always greets me happy birthday, but almost always on the completely wrong day.

so the story goes, one day we were all hanging out and trying to guess each other's birthday. for most of my friends however, they all know when mine is (i think i've etched it into their brain from many years of repetition). sliv didn't and was still trying to guess.

sliv: it's march 12 isn't it?
me: nope, it's actually march 11th.
sliv: noooooo, it's march 12! ritchie! it's march 12.
everyone: sliv, it's march 11th.
me: yup, it's march 11th.
sliv: oh really?

a few years later, march 10th.

sliv (over instant messenger): happy birthday rich! 2 days more and you'll be an old man!
me: thanks sliv! you're awesome. but it's actually tomorrow on the 11th.
sliv: seriously? damn it! i knew i'd screw it up again.

i love her to death, she always remembers that my birthday is around the march area. doesn't matter if she gets it wrong.

ok fine, i fought it...i take it back...kinda

most people know that i can't stand itunes. i hate it, and i fought the temptation to use it to the bitter end. well, i guess pigs are currently flying outside my window and the four horsemen of the apocalypse are having a picnic in the park beside my office because i've officially given up in.

i hated itunes because all my music is networked on a file server and i'm a paranoid person who keeps his wireless network on a dmz. translation? well, that basically means that i can't listen to music when i'm on my ibook wirelessly (unless i go through my 1-20 steps to vpn into my network -trust me, not worth it).

anyways, the reason why i'm using itunes is because i went out a bought an ipod about a year ago. you can't really leverage the features of the ipod (specifically the smart playlists and automatic sync'ing) without using itunes. you can't and if you can; you can't do it easily. damn you, steve jobs and your hold on the ipods and itunes!

oh! and damn you stupid itunes music store. why do you have to be relatively cheaper than everything else? why do you have you integrate with itunes so easily? why?!

f*ckin' micheal bublé hype.

things that i learned on my mini-break

although they're not really that interesting. there are a few thoughts that i had while on my little mini-vacation from the inkerweb. here they are in no particular order.

1. illy coffee rocks my world way better than $tarbucks
2. there are certain things that i have yet to outgrow. things like my obsession with pens and pencils
3. i got new glasses. they have a "g" on them, i tell people it stands for gangsta' but they really stand for gucci
4. through this blog, in 5 years time. i'm planning on being the next gucci spokes person
5. sometimes i wonder if this blog is more suited for podcasting. problem is i don't really have much to say and those guys have lots to say and they're all way funnier than me. when they start doing videocasting then i'll record myself falling a bunch of stairs and loop it a few times
6. i enjoy bumming around. i really do! senseless, useless and clueless bumming around especially when it's with my friends who are experts with bumming around
7. cows are good for tipping and eating but not as good as pigs (although i don't think you can tip a pig in it's sleep)
8. i don't think i can have a coherent train of thought without having a cow or a pig sneaking in there

revisited...

i haven't really been gone that long but that small break was definitely worth it. sometimes you need a break to let things fall into to their respective places. i'm always guilty of trying to control things that are not in my realm of control and getting very frustrated when i can't.

i'm learning. i'm reacting accordingly. i had my break, i'm back.