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The longstanding gift one-upping between
Myrn and I left off with my gift of Battlefield 4 for X360, sealing his addiction to the series and
securing another squadmate in my colossal time wasting shooter. Interpreting my gift as something other than self-serving, Myrn decided to ship me some
fancy Mizuno running shoes and warned me a ninja would jump out and kill me if I tried to wear them in the snow.
I decided to call his bluff and sure enough, a ninja
jumped out and killed me when I wore them in the snow.
As far back as
4 years ago I fancied a Focus ST.
Unfortunately, the north american product team at Ford never thought it was
"homologated" for the US market until
4 months ago when
I was finally able to place an order for my current dream car. Today I finally
took delivery of the beast.
I arrived in full creep gear with my Focus ST hat and badge (from
Myrn) and happily dispensed with a significant amount of cash for the
privilige of driving what I've been obsessing about for years. The 1,000 mile break-in period is like a torture sentence, and I've considered putting a block of some sort under the gas to keep me honest.
Tonight was also the release of Borderlands 2, so James and I took it for a spin to pickup our copies of the game. The Gamestop manager asked who had the Focus ST, so already I'm a superstar.
The cancellation of the dyno at Cougarfest meant I had enough participants for the Enorym suggested trip to
Centralia, PA. I had never heard of the place until Myrn mentioned it on our conference call on my way to Cougarfest. Intrigued, and motivated by the cancellation, I got overly excited and infected 4 other people to brave the trip. The city has an
interesting history that lead it to the abandoned sinkhole it has become, but over time the exciting ruins have been overgrown so that now the only really exciting thing left is the abandoned stretch of highway covered in penis graphics by the local kids. I took two Photosynth murals and explored a bit, but nothing extraordinary stood out. The road alone was worth the trip.
Photosynth 1 |
Photosynth 2 
The great
Enorym finally came back for another visit after 5 long years of absence. He was picked up in style
and greeted as the great North Korean Delegate that he is, prompting several concerned stares by elderly people at the airport. Our first order of business was a trip to White Castle followed by the kind of baby kissing befitting a political delegate. Events included Battlefield 3 (of course), a phone charger assembly project, a tour of Detroit including a stop at my work and a visit to some church with a creepy homeless guy. Microcenter, Kart2Kart, NAIAS and a visit to
Destiny Games fit in there somewhere as well, creating a visit tightly packed with adventure. I'm happy to say I won the Kart2Kart challenge rewarding me with the extra Myrn day which I took full advantage of (insinuation intended)
iOS 5 released today, and
Enorym and the
Senator were in full fanboy mode. As one of two WP7 fanboys, it was my duty to refute any claims of superiority despite a complete lack of compare points. The wars began with a
smackdown from Enorym, followed by my
response. Then enorym
talked to himself and I
went hands free, after which the war devolved into unrelated baseless claims of superiority. While each side will claim victory, the only conclusive result is that fanboys rule. Oh and Joseph (the other WP7 fanboy) chimed in about 3 hours later with nothing significant to add.
I did not feel the earthquake. A few people in Detroit and most of my east coast friends claimed they did, but apparently Livonia is impervious to such natural disasters. Despite my frequent trips to California I've never felt one there either. I'm beginning to think it's some elaborate hoax because I've yet to experience one.
Enorym's theory of HAARP related testing is much more plausible as you can measure the output from that array with respect to the claimed earthquakes.
Enorym gifted me with a Battlefield 3 Alpha key today and I couldn't be happier. After convincing him I was his only true friend, he handed it over and tonight I was in
glorious BF3 joy. Unfortunately, being in alpha meant the game crashed every 15-20 minutes pretty reliably, but I was able to get
second place during a span of reliability. I'm now 3 times as excited about the upcoming beta and eventual release, the graphics were of course amazing and I'm satisfied with the medic/assault combination class.
As the last shuttle launch counts down, I take pause to reflect on my shattered dreams. Once full of hope and determined to join the ranks of NASA, distractions such as my life-long employer and the amazing world of
Enorym and
Stavos derailed any attempts. The impossibility of landing a job at NASA could have been overcome had I remained focused, but Microsoft also decided to introduce achievement points to the world and my fate was sealed. A victim of brilliant marketing, I'm now resigned to an eternal quest for useless points. While I still have hope of one day working in the aerospace industry, it's good to know my current obsession has
more processing power than the venerable shuttle.
Today I started
Homefront and was satisfied with the single player. While really just a hodgepodge of other FPS tasks and events, the story was good enough to make up for the crappy animations and clunky plot trigger points. Having forced Enorym and the Senator to also get the game we quickly learned attempting to get more than 2 people in the same game on multiplayer was impossible, and there was very little to differentiate it from Call of Duty. I take full responsibility for leading everyone into this less than fulfilling game, as the hype was much higher than the end result.
Today is the day
Enorym predicted aliens would land and make themselves known. Instead, a
mega patch landed for my web server. Considering the aliens may make themselves known on the internets and facesbook instead of IRL, I thought it wise to patch up and prepare. Know this alien energy spheres: you can't get into my web server and harness the collective minds of humanity.
The last few days of the
Gnomecam have featured a
blurry blob; which contrary to the hopes of
Enorym is not a sign of alien invasion, or so I initially thought. The "wasp" that was causing the blur seemed to be attracted by the infrared lights on the camera since there wasn't a nest or other wasp-related structure anywhere near it. Terrestrial wasps are unable to see in the infrared spectrum, so I can only assume this is from an alien planet where infrared is the predominant visual spectrum. Unfortunately for Enorym, the proof is now smeared across the bottom of my shoe.
After
Enorym showed me the
Eco Gauge, my existing
air/fuel gauge started to look a little outdated. Not satisfied with the sensible feature set provided by the Eco Gauge, and determined to have the latest multi-purpose gauge technology, I discovered the
interceptor gauge. In addition to displaying air/fuel, it has close to 100 other measurements to spit out; acting as an ODB II scan tool in a standard gauge form factor. I was fortunate to have the
photo taken with my gay neighbor in the background sucking down a cigarette and staring at me. While I haven't tried the 1/4 mile timer or data logging features, the cyclic scan of 8 parameters alone was worth the cost. Knowing things like my intake air temp and fuel sender rate has opened my eyes to a whole new set of things to panic about on my car.
After seeing all the
videos of Battlefield: Bad Company 2, I was in the excitement level that usually comes back to bite me when the game doesn't live up to my dreams. Fortunately, this was not so for BF:BC2 as both the campaign and multiplayer exceeded my lofty expectations. Unlike Modern Warfare 2, BF:BC2 actually rewards you to play as a team with squad bonuses. The different classes are complementary and having one of each in a squad almost guarantees you'll do well. This is especially true if
Myrn,
Tiger or
TomTom are online and I can make overt homosexual references to help motivate everyone. You'll notice I left out
Stavos who thinks IRL moving is more important.
Several months ago, I dared to dream of a day when
Myrn and
Joseph, two friends
flung to opposite ends of the United States, would join me in an Xbox Live party. Tonight, that dream finally
came true, with a
genuine coast to coast party taking place. An attempt was made to play 1 vs 100, the only game we all had available, but mostly
it was a glorious hour of utter nonsense and shenanigans far surpassing my expectations. Now our childhood dreams of
killing zombies together will finally come to pass.
During my
visit to Enorym, it was Philippine tradition that the guest get the best bed in the house. Unfortunately that was the same bed Enorym and his wife perform ciotus, so I declined after using the "Guest is always right" rule to override the bed rule. My recent entrapment of Enorym with an Xbox had him feeling a need to equalize the gift defecit refusing to accept his participation in Xbox parties as more than sufficient repayment. The resulting (attempt) to gift back yielded
this jewel created by
Stavos. It's nod to achivement point addiction, of which I suffer, and not so subtle gay reference immediately followed by an awkward "not gay" proclamation makes it an instant classic.
With
Senator Kelleys house cleaned for showings, his annual event was transferred to the same bowling alley
Enorym had his
birthday party 6 years ago. While Enorym has since moved on to California, Whiney Ho and Schwartz returned, along with
Tigerbomb, Gina,
Morlock and Arizona. A generous helping of $1.75 games and $2 beer contributed to the perfect mix of intoxication and shenanigans that carried over into the after party. Fun was mandated and confirmed to have occured for everyone involved, despite a showing of
the crappiest Halloween movie ever. Thanks to the Senator and Lisa for all the planning, and to everyone else who showed up and prevented me from spending Halloween on my Xbox.
While much of the hype around
Google Wave has died down, I was still tickled pink to find an invite in my email this morning.
Enorym made good on his promise to send an invite to
the beardless Senator and I; and now we're riding the nerd wave of exclusive preview. So far it's just a glorified chat window as we're still ignorant of all the features, but the wow factor of seeing text appear as it's typed made a big impact. Almost like 1997 when normal BBS chat occurred real time, and like 1997 you can still out-type the transport method as it tries to "sync" the wave from time to time (bursts of text). Make no mistake I'm still happy with my golden ticket, just got too hyped up ahead of time.
After shipping a refurb Xbox 360 to
Enorym, along with a follow up care package of my old HDD, HD cables and
Stavos' old DiRT game I was finally able to add
Mnstrtq as an Xbox friend. Words cannot describe the elation I experienced finally having a virtual representative of the friend who left me
over 6 years ago back in my living room. His conclusion that the Xbox was a gift is amusing, and he seems to genuinely believe it. Clearly the subliminal programming from Microsoft was the real cause, and I've simply spread the disease like a virus to his house. Just another minion in the growing Xbox LIVE zombie army Microsoft is breeding for world domination.
With
Myrn in the Philippines and
Stavos in North Carolina, my online activity meter has dropped to 5% of it's usual rate. Nobody even comes close to conversing about nothing quite as well as the dynamic duo of nonsense. With no outlet for my babbling, I've been forced to talk to Lisa, who has a much lower tolerance for nonsense. I can only hope they return before she divorces me from frustration.
Today
Myrn tried to pull off his biggest bluff ever, stating he was in fact visiting Mackinac island for a radiator conference. The ridiculousness of having a radiator conference where cars are not allowed provided some comedy, but the jewel in this story was when
Stavos and I demanded a photo of him on-scene at the island. He actually
delivered on the request and the excited look on his face sent me into hysterics for a good 5 minutes. If you look closely you can see the outline of the monitor he fullscreened a photo of Mackinac on, and the glow of the monitor on his face. It's stunts like this that make me sad Myrn has been gone for
almost 6 years.
After my bout with
H10N7 flu, I discovered I lost my ability to taste anything. Thinking it was related to the congestion, I ignored it at first, but today I'm relatively decongested and still can taste nothing. Half a bottle of hot sauce on spicy mexican food resulted in nothing, and a follow up ice cream was like eating glue.
Enorym said he's had the same problem and it lasted a month along with a disgusting cold, and I'm pretty confident I'll one day taste again, but not knowing if the food your eating is rotten or not is scary. On the plus side, I could probably win any spicy food eating contest easy.
My trip to California
last month ended with a $100 bill folded into the back seat of
Enoryms mustang, which I only alerted him to after I was boarding my plane home. The deception was necessary to combat his insistence that he pay for everything. Twice I was able to wrestle a meal bill out of his hands and pay for it, but my L.A. flight, transportation and all the other meals were gratis. Unable to accept the $100 (which probably didn't even cover the flight,) he took advantage of
Stavos recent trip (also all expenses paid) to sneak an envelope with the $100 into his luggage. I had to document
the note since I immediately missed him and his brand of comedy. The envelope was passed at Stavos' 30th birthday party, where our wives and us quickly became the most obnoxious members of the party, with Lisas signature laugh-seizure indicating the level of entertainment. Later that night, while playing Xbox with
Excelcier I realized how lucky I am to be surrounded by so many great friends, except for
Duane who never showed up for Resident Evil 5. So here's my sappy "thank you" to
everyone who makes my life so great (if you're reading this, that's you), and for helping me dupe Lisa into marrying me. Let it also be know the $100 will soon be returned to its rightful owner.
A recent email from
Myrn prompted a trip to the vending machine for what I initially thought was counterfeit dew. The
official mountain dew site mentions nothing about the new logo, but a Google search reveals a
logo makeover in the works. It's
not limited to dew either, and there's already some
great parodies on the new Pepsi logo. The change can only be interpreted as another step closer to
Idiocracy.
As a manual transmission fanatic, I'm always entertained by people with shift-tronic, tiptronic, or steptronic transmissions who are convinced they drive a manual transmission vehicle. There's no talking them out of it, so I don't even bother telling them the presence of a
torque converter disqualifies it from the definition. Driving a manual seems to have become more important as a status symbol than an actual performance advantage, so marketing has successfully convinced a great majority they are one and the same. Enter the
hill start assist introduced by Dodge for the 2009 Challenger (thanks
Enorym). It looks like a sufficient number of people didn't swallow the automatic-as-manual pill, and now instead of glorifying a power-sucking torque converter into a manual, a genuine manual transmission has an assist to help novices get over the fear of starting off from an incline. I just hope there are enough people who know what a torque converter is opt for the manual on this model, and the demise of the manual transmission is delayed long enough for my
2011 Focus ST.
Today I was given a reason to live again,
Enorym 24/7! After
Enorym found the service, which re-broadcasts video from your internet-enabled phone, he quickly got over 30 viewers glued to their screens. The life of Enorym has eclipsed all other entertainment options and I predict it will soon replace all media broadcasts. Catch a glimpse of your future, a vegetable slave to the entertainment of Enorym. Highlights today include vehicle quality commentary, disturbing video download, call from a disgruntled customer and co-worker arrival. All with the constant "boss background noise."
Enorym and I came up with a
technical brief attempting to describe how totally awesome this upcoming engine technology is. I wait patiently for my 2012
Focus RS.
Our little
Enorym (also known as
MYRN!) got all growed up today at his
wedding to Loida, the one woman in the world who can truly appreciate all that is Enorym. I was the candle holder, which meant I had to contain a candle in an orifice on my person until the proper time came in the wedding to light the candles that would light the unity candle. It all went off without a hitch at the
rehearsal, but when the actual
wedding came around my fellow candle holder and I decided we would light the unity candle for them. Fortunately George Takei, the minister for the ceremony, was quick to correct us before we accidentally unified each other instead of Enorym and Loida. Disaster averted, and wedding completed, we proceeded to get intoxicated and dance homo erotically with Myrn before coming to the realization that it was all over, and we had to leave. Several awkward man-hugs later we were back in Michigan wondering how only a week passed when the entire edventure felt like a month.
A short break between bachelor party phases allowed for a
night in Vegas
where Lisa,
Stavos and Candy had their Vegas virgin deflowering. Lisa and I both won less than $20 which put us in the self-classified category of high rollers, and we spent accordingly. The
bachelor, meanwhile, went full saucer-eyes over the soon-to-be-closed
Star Trek Experience, which we then "experienced" as many times as we could before it closed for the night. A confusion over the words Plaza and Palazzo resulted in a failed rendezvous with the women, but deposited us in old Vegas for a proper evening wrapup.
Phase one of
Enoryms bachelor party was a
trip to Area 51 and a stay at the
Little A'Le'Inn. We took turns daring each other to cross the
restricted area signs while the guards in a white truck watched on with binoculars at the south entrance. We then went to check in before visiting the north gate. The Little A'Le'Inn turned out to be 3 mobile homes converted into a motel, which was exactly the kind of accommodations Lisa was hoping for. After she accepted her fate, we visited the north gate which actually had a physical gate and more of the same signs. That night we waited at the black (white) mailbox for aliens but only witnessed some open range cows and lots of bugs. The locals were a friendly bunch, getting us all drunk and not raping us. Definitely an experience to only be had once.
After
Stavos decided to
show off his
Road Runner Turbo bandwidth I finally got Lisa to let me upgrade as well. After asking me what it was and having the answer "It's Turbo!" given 3 times she finally gave up and said "whatever" which was my green light for the new
turbofast internets. While I don't get the cool waste gate and blow off noises, and my upload is actually slower than Stavos', at least I can tout my faster download speed in the continuing battle of the nerds. Not surprisingly I can't actually get 15Mbps from any one site, but this web site is noticeable faster (technically 4 times faster) than before. That means you can download
Lisa,
Morlock,
Excelcier,
Enorym,
Cougays,
Canadian Cougays, and
Detroit Cougays faster than you ever wanted to.
While the feature to load archived captures has always existed in the
Gnome Cam, I replaced the javascript popup calendar with a dynamic one. Since the backend functionality is identical, but it now has a "fresh and new" interface, I've taken a page from marketing and renamed the "Archived Captures" feature to the "Gnome Cam Time Machine." Obviously a more exciting version of the exact same thing. Now when you reminisce about
Enoryms last visit, the
Nukie© party, the Morlocks
curb job, or the
barn LAN, you no longer have to look at the URL to get the date.
Today is Lisa's birthday which means today she finally turned 18. Since I'm 21 that also means for 6 months we're only 3 years apart. As a special birthday present, I got the neighbor to wake us up at 8:00am with a
tree removal service which made her very happy. Through some weird cosmic anomaly, today also marks the 3rd anniversary of
Enorym's California exodus. The statute of limitations on friendship states that any friend who does not return for a visit after 3 years of absence officially does not exist anymore. The
recruitment for a new Enorym never really took off, so it looks like I'm out a Myrn. Unfortunate, but who am I to argue with regulations.
A recent conversation with
Enorym brought this question up. Only
the public knows the real answer.
(10:36:02) enorym: So...do you go to the bar alot now? alot of your entries have alot to do with you going to the bar and its funny every pic I see of you...ya have a beer in your hand or in your mouth
(10:39:21) AtomicInternet: REALLY? Hmm, not so much
(10:40:13) enorym: http://atomicinternet.homeip.net/photos/LISAcondo/tn/DSCN2380.JPG
(10:40:30) AtomicInternet: Oh yeah, I'm all about the liquor. that's actually rootbeer, Lisa has corrupted me much like your woman has corrupted you into elevator phone calls.
(10:41:17) enorym: makes you look like a lush lol
(10:42:50) enorym: Brad: "After showing it off at a local bar I went to Lisa's to discover the face was as temporary as her anger once it washed off."
(10:46:20) AtomicInternet: HA!
(10:46:24) AtomicInternet: You've found me out! I'm an alcoholic, that's how I deal with the pain of Michigan
(10:48:25) enorym: hahah
(10:48:32) enorym: better post this in your blog
(10:48:38) enorym: this entire conversation
(10:48:51) AtomicInternet: of course!
(10:48:54) AtomicInternet: posting now…
Yesterday at 5:30pm Mr. and Mrs. Joseph made their titles official. They have yet to give me photos, so instead I offer
photos of them drunk at my new years party. In addition, I decided to create
this masterpiece which is a representation of thier wedding assuming Stavos, Enorym and I were invited to attend.
I have 4
Gmail invites left and everyone I talk to either has one or doesn't care for one. I was going to e-bay them but they're only going for $1 now and it's just not worth it. If you can demonstrate your worthiness I'll shoot one your way. Just email
atomicinternet@gmail.com and tell me your entire family will be wiped out by the plauge if I don't send you a gmail invitation or something to that effect. Even
Enorym loves Gmail, so you know it has to be good. He was quoted as saying "Oh my god, this is awesome!"
After being
kidnapped by enorym, the mighty Joseph had to face the wrath of
hurricane Charley. After some initial play-by-play reporting, contact was lost with the former TJ Hooker TV series star, current condition unknown.
This photo was taken shortly before contact was lost. The evidence of a close hurricane combined with the lack of vodka does not lend itself to a high survivability rate, but our hopes are with the Joseph and his wife Lavonne. If anyone is near the left turn lane in Whorelando, FL and happen to see the toll booth in tact, please contact this concerned friend. WE LOVE YOU JOSEPH!
AtomicInternet: What have you done with my joseph?!?!
enorym signed off at 10:14:40 PM.
Enorym is now engaged to
this girl in California. Together they are heading up the
Philipino political party with the primary agenda item to silence neighbors that complain when their children are sleeping. Congratulations Enorym! Here are some
relevant photos for the occasion. Excited about his recent engagement, Enorym has announced that not only is he now
a father, but also that his fiance and him are moving into a new house together! As before, here are
more appropriate photos.
enorym: PANTY
MAN!
AtomicInternet: That's a gay invitation if ever there
was one
Now that
Enorym has been gone for
over four months,
Stavos has decided it's high time we recruit a replacement. I'm forced to agree, and if you're interested in the job, the
questionairre is pretty straightforward. Just fill it out along with how to contact you and we'll review it. If you meet the requirements, work would begin immediately. Job duties consists of showing up on the front porch of various redford residents at random times, going to resturants with groups of people and refusing to eat anything, and last but not least, assisting with major mechanical projects that otherwise would not be attempted.
After voicing my recent fascination with first generation Ford Probe GT's, and my potential plan to buy one, we somehow got on the topic of southerners.
enOrym: Oh man
enOrym: one of my last days of work here
enOrym: I wore a ny yankeys hat
enOrym: DONT EVER DO THAT HERE OR IN THE
SOUTH!
enOrym: one of my co workers called me a yankey and
ment it
enOrym: HE WAS FUMING cause I was wearing that hat
enOrym: during that day
enOrym: he said hey fucking yankey say soda for us, I
said pop, he said say pen "PIN said here" I sad PEN
then he said your saying it all wrong, I said no your
speaking it all wrong cause your people lost the war,Oh
he just got up and lleft the room he was pissed
The following IM conversation is the same pattern found in all IM's with Enorym:
enOrym: its about 20 a shirt
enOrym: let me find out how much shipping is
AtomicInternet: What happened to $12.50?
enOrym: dunno
enOrym: hang on ill ask
enOrym: thats what my boss's wife said
AtomicInternet: http://www.pacificautosalvage.com/shirts.htm
AtomicInternet: I'm suing for false marketing
AtomicInternet: or they can just give me free shirts and I'll
drop the lawsuit
enOrym signed off at 1:31:20 PM.During
Enorym's photo rampage of California, he stumbled upon more proof of the undeniable truth, set in stone.
Enorym and I drove around Plymouth today, so I got some
great candid shots. Got some ice cream from Dairy King and went cruising for some action. Fortunately we didn't find any, so we called it a night.
Enorym came over today to help me put my motorcycle back together, and
Stavos came over to test out his new
Aerobird RC Airplane. We managed to get the motorcycle carbeurators cleaned and mostly put back together, but the Aerobird met with a less fortunate fate.
Here are some photos we took during the adventures.
AOL Instant Messenger is mine and my friends choice for our IM client. Occasionally, we use the "Warn" feature to try and kick each other off. The warning works as a percentage, and the closer to 100% you get the slower you can send messages. When you finally hit 100% if you get logged off you can't login again for the day. Normally we only get up to about 35% since you can only warn 3 times per user. Enorym, however, has taken the time to find out how to take advantage of the system. Below is what I found after returning from lunch. He had no less than 15 usernames to warn me with.
You've been warned by AtomicInterweb. Your warning level has increased from 0% to 5%.
You've been warned by en0rym. Your warning level has increased from 5% to 10%.
You've been warned by Jamail The Best. Your warning level has increased from 10% to 15%.
You've been warned by LyrredYalagab. Your warning level has increased from 15% to 20%.
You've been warned by poserDerryl. Your warning level has increased from 20% to 25%.
You've been warned by Ry0sukeTakahashi. Your warning level has increased from 25% to 30%.
You've been warned by Skater4whenever. Your warning level has increased from 30% to 35%.
You've been warned by Myrone Bagalay. Your warning level has increased from 35% to 40%.
You've been warned by oPTieNo. Your warning level has increased from 40% to 45%.
You've been warned by Mercrious Heero. Your warning level has increased from 45% to 50%.
You've been warned by ano natsu eto. Your warning level has increased from 50% to 55%.
You've been warned by Heero Bagalay. Your warning level has increased from 55% to 60%.
You've been warned by nuclear346. Your warning level has increased from 60% to 65%.
You've been warned by Treize Bagalay. Your warning level has increased from 65% to 70%.
My hat is off to him for taking an absurd feature in AIM to the ultimate extreme.
InternetMenace came back from Florida for a visit so we decided to have a going away party for Enorym. As you can see the alien baby in a jar played a key part in the festivities. We watched "Rat Race" and InternetMenace got to peel out in Stavos' Trans Am.
Party PhotosI'm already addicted and I only got 4 runs.
Here is my second run of the day, along with the
photos. Enorym and I met Reptar at the event, who had AutoX'd before. I managed a 49.8 time, which wasn't all that bad. Hopefully SCCA will have the results up on their website and I can see how I did overall.
Tonight
Enorym and I installed my rear sway bar and swapped to my 225 size tires in preperation for my AutoX event Sunday. Thanks to a well done
how-to, it was pretty straightforward. It is definitely one of the most over-engineered parts I've ever put on my car. Supposedly it was designed for the never-realized Cougar S (ST200 in Europe). It even has Ford part numbers on it. Too bad they cancelled it, with this kind of engineering on the strut bar, I can imagine the whole car would've been awesome.
It's Enorym's birthday! What better way to celebrate than
Cosmic Bowling!Installed
Blacknova Traders on the server today. It's a web-based clone of the old TradeWars 2002 game I used to play on BBS's. Not the same, but close. Installed by request of Enorym and Internet Menace.
The weekends at the NAIAS usually consist of fighting through teenie boppers and screaming kids, so I decided to take a day off work and go this year. It was still pretty busy, but not insane.
Stavos works at the RenCen so we got free parking and free shuttle to Cobo. My dad got me two free tickets so we split the third (
Enoryms) for a total cost of $4 for each of us. Got some great
photos of the event, but didn't see anything that grabbed my attention. A few fuel cell cars, no new hybrids, and no really cool production cars. Lots of neat prototypes though, more than I expected with the current economic drought. A good way to spend 4 hours and $4, but I would definately recommend going on a weekday to avoid being trampled.
Tonight Enorym, Stavos and I went to Best Buy to look at electronics and wound up harassing a cashier about my open-item purchase. After that we went to Dunhams sports and I found a Turbo Sled! Of course this required an immediate trial, so at 8:30pm in a pitch black park we made several trips down a sledding hill. It truely was a turbo sled. After 4 close calls with a tree, and almost breaking my tailbone we called it a night.
Enorym, Stavos and I are waiting for Star Trek: Nemesis to start, so I decided to try a news update... FROM MY PHONE! Current conversation revolves around the theory Enorym is locked in the 80's. We also plan to attend the Midwest Auto Auction since we've seen 4 ads for it in the last hour. That's it for the update... FROM MY PHONE!!
After getting a text message from Stavos requesting a link to my halloween costume photo (link now forever a secret). He revealed his reasons
in this graphic. Personally, I think it's better than the Insurrection poster.
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The longstanding gift one-upping between Myrn and I left off with my gift of Battlefield 4 for X360, sealing his addiction to the series and
securing another squadmate in my colossal time wasting shooter. Interpreting my gift as something other than self-serving, Myrn decided to ship me some
fancy Mizuno running shoes and warned me a ninja would jump out and kill me if I tried to wear them in the snow.
I decided to call his bluff and sure enough, a ninja jumped out and killed me when I wore them in the snow.
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