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March 12th, 2008
02:01 pm - Tub Ring Show apparently cancelled.
There is no god, or if there is, he probably hates me. I knew I shouldn't have knifed all those nuns at the bus stop last week.
Anyway, tub ring show is cancelled. If you were looking forward to getting your nipples licked, I guess you can always head downtown anyway and hook up with a friendly hobo. Bring a wet-nap.
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March 11th, 2008
12:52 am - FRIDAY, FRIDAY FRIDAY - Tub Ring @ Darkside Lounge
I'm going to see Tub Ring play this friday at the darkside lounge in Dallas, and if you go I will totally lick your nipple if you remind me I said this. (I'm pretty drunk right now.)
Tub Ring is pretty amazing, and you should totally go. I'll be there, lickin' nipples.
UPDATE: I hate life, show is apparently cancelled. :(
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March 7th, 2008
01:57 pm - Kinder Eggs
As most of you know, I grew up in Russia, and Kinder Eggs were precious bits of treasure from the distant and mysterious west. (Not too far west, but far enough to be awesome.) Chocolate candy? Amazingly tiny detailed toy? The joy of unpeeling crinkly foil?
Maybe that last one was just for kids with slight OCD, like me.
Anyway, Kinder Eggs remind me of everything awesome about childhood, and I buy one time to time at a local Russian/Euro Deli store. Every Russian store I've been to sells them, so you should give it a try.
Sadly, those toys are nowhere near as amusing as they were when I was a kid. Oh well, nostalgia (and chocolate) are still delicious.
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January 8th, 2008
11:03 pm - CONTEST --- PORNOGRAPHY or CHILDREN'S TELEVISION?
One day I hope to live in a country technologically advanced enough to not be able to tell the difference.
Seriously, though, what the hell.
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January 2nd, 2008
11:22 am - I am literally angry with rage.
It's 2008, people. There's no goddamned reason in the world why anyone should still be censoring the word "ass" out of a song.
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January 1st, 2008
07:10 pm - Coin Jar
According to the coin jar calculator, I have more money in my coin jar than I do in my checking account.
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December 27th, 2007
10:11 am - I would strangle a baby to make WinAmp available on the mac.
Seriously. Find out which infant I have to throttle to death in its crib, and I'll put on my murderin' gloves.
iTunes is goddamned terrible. Quicksilver makes it somewhat usable by providing the ability to use the keyboard to control it. Maybe there's a way to use a single key stroke to go forward/backward/play/pause, but for now I have to hit APPLE-SPACE, and then type "pr" for previous, "ne" for next, etc. That's not entirely miserable.
Of course there's no way to just jump to a song from keyboard, or even from iTunes, really. You have to search for a song, then select it from the list... and then make sure to clear the search listing, or it'll only play your search results.
And my god, I miss being able to queue up songs.
In conclusion, I fucking hate life, and all the supposed focus on usability fucking went out the window when it came to iTunes. Right now, it's only marginally more useful than just plugging the headphones directly into the goddamned iPod.
Current Mood: Homocidal
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December 19th, 2007
11:10 pm - Hipster Checklist
Buy mac- Work on novel in coffee shop
Listen to obscure music and get offended when everyone else doesn't instantly recognize it
- Instantly start hating said music as soon as one person recognizes it
- Have existential crisis
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December 12th, 2007
09:43 pm - So, I got a mac.
Yeah. So my friend sold me his MacBook Pro. Just forked over $1600, and now it's sitting on my desk, doing nothing, because for some reason it hates my wireless. I think my other laptop's feelings got hurt, because now it can't connect to the wireless either. Oh well. They're sitting side by side, so they'll have to learn to play nice one way or the other.
I think I'm going to catch NAS or something.
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December 10th, 2007
12:21 pm - No Swearing
Whenever a client that we think might be particularly sensitive to my, uh, colorful outbursts ("WHY WON'T THIS FUCKING GODDAMNIT FUCKPILE PROCESS THIS STUPID SHIT") the boss reminds me not to swear.
Since I have the memory of a goldfish with Alzheimer's, I find it useful to make myself a little reminder.
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December 6th, 2007
10:44 am - Fuck your stupid twitter
you know, thinking about it, maybe i shouldn't call the folder i forward all mail form my parents to "mom and dick".
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December 4th, 2007
07:35 pm - Have you ever almost fought a santa? And where can I replace my jellyfish?
My life sounds much more amazing than it actually is.
For instance, last Saturday a guy on the internet gave me $100 worth of drinking money, which I used to treat myself and my friends to a night out at Lee Harvey's. Oh, and while there, I apparently almost got into a fight with a Santa Claus who was there for charity. The memory became much more cemented in my mind when I dug out a pair of jingle bells out of my shirt pocket.
Also, if I'm interpreting this light on my car's dashboard correctly, my Jellyfish has lost its tentacles. 
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November 14th, 2007
11:52 am - Sex or Violence, but generally not both at once.
"others say hunting itself is like sex with a blow up doll and that the 10 percent decline in hunters seen in the United States since the late '90s -- from 14 million to about 12.5 million -- coincides exactly with the debut of impotence drugs like Viagra."
- Dick Cheney's Sadistic Passion for Shooting Tame Animals
I've really got no comment on this one.
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October 29th, 2007
01:46 pm - Why is a photo of me on a hungarian website?
Does anyone know any hungarian?
All that a free translation service got me was "one single somewhat egészségtudatos fellow citizen túlkölti the fröccspénzt", and while I always tulkoti my froccspenzt, I'd like to know what in the fuck the context of the photograph is.
Full url here: http://www.hirszerzo.hu/cikk.hirszerzo.18560.html
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October 3rd, 2007
04:17 pm - UTD Fight Song
Looks like my Alma Mater is looking for a fight song. I don't know how many of my readers know anything about UTD, but to sum it up - it's a fucking nerd school with no spirit. This artificial attempt at forcibly grafting some onto the student body is ludicrous. COME ON, OUR COMET-SHAPED MASCOT'S NAME IS TEMOC. That was the best suggestion the student body had to offer - you really think they put a lot of thought into it?
Whatever. Here's my suggestion, riddled with references that nobody who wasn't a "comet" would understand:
Our mascot looks like a flaming sperm,
and cripples stole his name,
Who the hell comes here to play sports?
Chess is our type of game!
Why are we even here right now?
School spirit's not our style!
Let's drink away our scholarships,
we're out with a Woosh Heil!
If you are a UTD student or ex-student, feel free to make your own suggestions.
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September 26th, 2007
01:03 pm - It is something to think about
missmad9: friday is hug a vegetarian/kiss a vegan day
pavellishin: can i kiss 'em anywhere?
pavellishin: at which point does it stop being a holiday and start being me raping people in the street?
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July 3rd, 2007
11:51 pm - Total Geek Post
Christ, I should shoot myself in the fucking head for even writing about this.
I'm watching Heroes, the 14th episode, the one where Hiro's father "kidnaps" him, and Hiro convinces him to promote his sister instead of himself.
Oops, spoiler. Dumbledore dies.
Anyway, I notice that the car that he gets in has funny plates - so I rewind a few seconds, and read them again.
NCC-1701.
Fuck me, I think, that's the registry of the Enterprise ships!
Then I immediately realize that just for thinking that, I probably won't get laid for a month.
Why do I remember things like this, but not, for instance, my last two birthdays?
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June 28th, 2007
05:36 pm - Telephoner
Btw, it's official, fuck 30in30, I lost again.
Does anyone I know have an LG VX7800 phone?
I found one laying outside with no battery, and despite the fact that it's pretty banged up, I want to see if it'll turn on ... so I'd like to borrow your battery for a few minutes sometime this week.
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June 21st, 2007
01:37 pm - 30 in 30 IV - XI - Airport Post
This entry is brought to you from the Samsung lounge, which is next to the Starbucks, which is maybe 30 years down from another Starbucks. Yeah.
Just before coming to the airport, ![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) bretthoerner told me that his coworker saw an iPod vending machine at the mall. When I got to the airport, I saw the same thing - except this one also sold other things, such as PSP's, other mp3 players, headphones, assorted camera batteries and memory cards, and whatever other electronics a weary traveler might have forgotten at home.
Then a thought struck me - so you buy an iPod. How the fuck are you going to put music on it? And what are the odds of your remembering to bring PSP games, but not the PSP itself? I'm beginning to think that, at least at airports, these are really last-minute-gift vending machines. You know, for the businessman that forgot it was his son's birthday, or that he had a son.
Feral Fliers Walking down a relatively empty stretch of the concourse, I noticed a woman dressed in a nice business suit, crouched down by a power outlet with her laptop open, furtively eating something, like a squirrel. It reminds me of a cyberpunk post-apocalyptic novel, where the survivors must search out not only food, but electricity for their various gadgets, as well as wireless access, living off "the land" of some superior infrastructure. Doesn't seem too unlikely. If the stock market crashed tomorrow, I might be more worried about how I'm going to charge my iPod than what I'm going to eat.
Are there any women pilots?
An admission: I'm fucking terrified of flying. Add to that the fact that I'm slightly hung over from emosnail's visit yesterday, and that I only got three hours of sleep, and you get a pretty nauseous Pavel. Here's hoping I don't fucking spray vomit all over my fellow passengers.
( Soosed bait. )
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June 19th, 2007
04:05 pm - 30 in 30 IV - X - I want this watch.
Well, I'm pretty sure I'm not going to make this whole 30 in 30 thing, but I'll keep the naming scheme because I sort of like it.
In other news, I MUST HAVE THIS WATCH.
If you're going to buy it for me, leave me a note, so I don't go out and splurge on it myself. On the other hand, it wouldn't hurt to have multiple copies, so I could wear one on each wrist, ankle, and whatever other anatomy I have that I could wrap a band around.
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