An annoyance.

Slavic family names are gender-based, hot-dammit!

That means, that a woman's name wouldn't be Smirnov, it will be Smirnova.

The dusk of culture.

The population around me, luckily, manages to bypass many of the more obnoxious international cultural fads. However sometimes, the weakest link breaks and everyone on the chain falls into the abyss of stupid.
A recent event was the reason to awake from my slumber. Twilight namely. And I'm not speaking the rays of sunshine touching my face, I am speaking of obnoxiousness. Emo/Goth vampirism and (junior-high/high-school)-aimed-trivial-pseudo-romantic prose have merged, to form and unbreakable singularity of stupid. The result is a demonstration of evolution. Survival of the fittest. Which basically translates to the fact, that fit is stupid.

I am so prolific.

I mean, I am looking through the archives of my 25 carat genius and if I didn't have my high standards, I would've been amazed.
I mean, I make such fine points, such acute witticisms, such challenging conundrums and such fine hilarity!!! Occasional lapses in sense making, are because this is all ad-lib. Spelling and grammar mistakes are here, because I don't rewrite what I've written. I might edit it later, if I can make it funnier.

Drop me a comment.

A little outburst...

Doesn't all this "real" stuff irk you? I'm talking about showing people you are a real person, when trying to impress someone at an interview, or write an essay, etc. I haven't had to do this yet, but I somehow don't feel disadvantaged. I am confident in my reality. Someone pinched my nipple yesterday and it hurt pretty damn much. Maybe some people aren't as fortunate however, and they aren't real (notable examples - John McClane, John Rambo, John Smith et al.). I mean can you imagine it?
"I am very confident in my success, but as you may have noticed I am at a slight disadvantage - I am reality/existance challenged."

Or...
"If I only were real."

Hell, I haven't met anyone who isn't real. I think that would make someone shine. It is such a unique feature. He can then proceed to strech toffee about how he can watch reality from an unreal perspective.

Anyway, keep it real and comment.

Guitars and Rock...

Is it just me or has there been an explosion in guitar related games?
I know of this Guitar Hero one, and countless others, which would've been fine, if they hadn't all came up in two year time span.
I mean seriously, instead of spending all that money on a toy guitar and CD, you can buy a real one and go crazy with it. At least sequels and expansion packs for it won't come out every couple of hours for you to buy. I suppose this is some way to allow people to fantasize that they are rock stars, without doing any real work. I mean seriously those games are right there with all those countless stupid sport simulators that come out several times a day with even more realistic moles on the athlete's faces (I bet in a couple of years we will actually get hair on them[on the moles that is], realistically moving according to wind direction). I mean why stay in front of the TV/computer and ruin your small joints and eyes, when you can go outside in the clean and ruin your ankles and knees? Right? Well why stand in front of the computer/TV wasting your life pretending to be a rock star, instead of wasting your life trying to be one?
I mean seriously, if this was simply stupid, and I was in the mood, I would gladly make a list of games that would probably be picked up. Imagine this: A highly addictive school simulator! In fact so addictive, that you'd ditch school to play it! Imagine the humor generated by that! (Note this is not irony, as it is not humor generated by a discrepancy between judgment and reality.)

Things that suck vol. 3

It's been a while since I've last posted anything.
So today, my target will be Napoleonlettes. Anyone, who has went on a meeting, has probably came across one of those creatures. They are the stupid morons, who would go "human rights protest" on somebody's posterior, in order to increase their mass appeal, by presenting themselves as caring and concerned, over something absolutely trivial. To them anything other than agreement is basically frontal assault. This includes any comment made by me, and I am notorious for slithering in a most serpentine fashion, in order to acheive rhetoric victory.
These people are terrible spin doctors and debateaurs, yet they think they rival history's prime examples of public speakers. They confuse words like 'fact' and 'factor'. And claim to start from a far when they BS, when trying to keep the clock ticking, so no one would get to say anything meaningful. It is especially frustrating, when one of these myrmidons of vacuity picks up a possey of sychophantic lackeys with minimal self-esteem.

Praise me, and correct my usage of the word sychopanty.

Never Back Down. A truly independent review.

Now I haven't even seen this, and I can tell you it isn't worth it. It is that bad. It is the Karate Kid of MMA. Apart from the cliched themes of guts and determination, characteristic of any sports movie/martial arts movie, there's nothing wrong with it. Too bad that's all there is to it. Hopefully it's going to raise awareness to the sport alteast, so it might have some redeeming value. What I hate about combat sports films, is that they somehow, manage to take all the stupid from sports films (read: everything), and even though they are combat sports films, they don't get even a hint of awesome, from martial arts movies. I mean, seriously, if you want to see real drama, watch sports. If you have any shred of respect for the sport, you could never tolerate, the stupid disregard for real-life rules in those movies. They never bother, to even try, to introduce some plot device, to redeem the inanity of it all. It's not like, someone wouldn't notice a sasquatch playing basketball.
So before you come whining, that I haven't seen the movie, I have already told you. This is a truly independent and ubiased review of the film. Had I seen it, it would've clouded my judgement. So it got out of it pretty easy, huh?