Finally a new friend!

Woke up at 4:15 in the morning smelling cigarette smoke in my bedroom and feeling sickened of course and momentarily wished with the purest sincerity that every cigarette-sucking dolt on earth would suddenly turn into a tiny puff of black carcinogenic dust and drift away on the solar winds, never to be thought of again my any member of humanity.

Then I sent a surprisingly gentle message to the landlord.

Got back to sleep finally around 9:30, woke up at 11 and hopped the route 4 bus to the cathedral for an oatmeal and yogurt breakfast. Hung out there for 45 minutes reading The Tolkien Encyclopedia and making a bunch of notes re the D&D hosting business.

Had excellent church-made soup for lunch, with bread, hopped the route 2 bus to Helping Hands Mission where I was expecting to see the Flaming Liberal (who has actually bailed for the Green Party, the little nutter) for the first time in at least five years but he never showed. Met some swell other folks though and chatted about nursing and volunteering and North Bay and game nights and did some more reading and note-taking and at 4PM I bussed it back home and thankfully did not run into the the Diabolical Smoking Duo who will probably view me as Enemy Numero Uno for a few days before caving in again to the finance-based behavior pacifiers of the all-powerful Marginalized Persons Economy.

Pretty darn good day by my standards and I am still buoyed by last night's dream which I still remember well:

I went to visit pal Earth Writer at the hospital where she had recovered and was being discharged and her roommate who was also being discharged was an Italian Greyhound or Whippet-looking dog and he and I fell in love and he followed us out and came along and we drove Earth Writer home and then the pup, bursting with excitement, came home with me where we knew we'd live happily ever after.

One of the best dreams I've ever had. So there.

Another failed overture

Out of nowhere I received a text from some number that meant nothing to me:

Stranger: Pip, what is you aff profile name?

I'm not known as Pip in any circles that I'm aware of and I didn't know what AFF means but google does. It stands for Adult Friend Finder. So I gave it a second's thought and replied:

Me: Goldencunt

It's been a few days and no reply. Apparently it's not working out with my new favourite pen pal. Oh well.

Sandy Shores Part 7: The Reaccretion of All Hell

Okay, look: The story gets rapidly less interesting from this point on, so let's quickly get it over with.

The PSW arrives on the scene (personal support worker) and fatso sits in his car with him, staying warm and venting. Then they drive to Tims Coffee Paradise where they part ways and Fatso stays for coffee and a sausage brekky bagel. He doesn't want to go home to whatever nightmare is brewing. He then devises the only reasonable solution which is to hit the cheapo bar for $4 pints which mysteriously do not help him think clearly after all.

He hails Aqualad for advice, then calls the manager who promises that she did not repeat the entire roster of accusations to the accused and reports that those fuckers merely diverted the blame for the cigarette smoke to the Mexican embassy next door, so they probably think they've gotten away with it for now and Fatso should be safe to go back home without fearing reprisals.

So he did and found that Yougenius was still eager to be buddies and while Krisastor was frosty at first, he too came around within a couple days.

Sandy Shores Part 6: The Breaking Loose of All Hell

Fatso wakes up to his PSW-appointment alarm at 7:45 AM and is immediately detecting cigarettes smoke even through the filters of his CPAP machine. He scrambles out of the mask and is welcomed by a mouthful of tasty cigaretty air. He pulls himself up out of bed panting with the effort and with fury.

"Fuckers!" he cries, loud enough to be heard by the Mexican embassy next door. He pulls on jeans and warm shirt. "THOSE FUCKERS!" he shouts, loud as he pretty much possibly can. He storms into the kitchen where Krisastor and Yougenius look up in alarm. Their bedroom doors are open and the kitchen is a muthirfucking cigarette smoke cesspool. Fatso bumbles into the bathroom, shuts the door HARD and pisses in the ash-rimmed toilet where butts and ashes have recently been flushed with monkey-grade precision.

He storms back through the kitchen where those fuckers have departed. He wrestles his coat off the hook, leans into his walker and stumbles outside, closing the kitchen door behind him with a BANG, notifying the Baron that a meltdown may be afoot.

It's Friday; a very cold one, and snowy and being forced out of his own room into this discomfort bumps the fatso-fury quotient into defcon 1.

He fumbles with his cell-o-phone and gets the manager on the line. "I cannot take this anymore! The whole unit reeks of smoke! I'm outside freezing because of those lunatics! They are smoking in their rooms every day and every night and I am not paying another dime of rent until they are EVICTED! They're doing illegal drugs every day! They don't wash their dishes! They steal things! I cannot take this shit ANYMORE!" Fatso's brain is positively on fire and he is winding himself into uncontrollable hysterics. He continues spitting threats and obscenities until he is too hysterical to form words.

"I'm on my way over!" says the manager.

To be continued.

Sandy Shores Part 4: Hold on to your hat!

Are we ready for this? I don't know if I'm ready for this. But let's give it a try:

The Yougenius

He's 50 years young, bi-polar, and also autistic I think. He says he was diagnosed as schizophrenic during his imprisonment at the Hamilton Psychiatric Hospital. He says he checked in voluntarily but then they would not let him out for a long time. He can only read or write a little bit so he leans on Fatso a lot to help him spell words so he can text his on-line pals who all have attractive Caucasian female profile photos but text using the syntax you normally hear from males from India who are always explaining their latest emergency to Yougenius and why he needs to send them money so they can come visit him in person. Fatso begs him daily to TALK to these "girls" instead of texting, a solution which would more swiftly weed out the scams which represent roughly 100% or so of these encounters, and which would free Fatso from constant spellchecker duty.

But this chapter is going to be eight years long if I am too anecdotal. Let me try to be concise:

The Yougenius is possibly deluded and either way, is a constant liar. He seems incapable of managing his own affairs, let alone the affairs of his "employer."

By employer we mean the Investment company who manages the Sandy Shores Retirement Resort and Health Spa. They pay him to shovel snow and mop the floors and put out the garbage. He claims that he is the "Superintendent", that he is "in charge" and that management only pays him $40 a month for his services which amounts to roughly $1.40 per hour, which was roughly minimum wage over a half century ago when you could buy a new car for $3000 or a loaf of bread for 20 cents.

But then, Yougenius claims that every associate he's ever had has abused and victimized him. He says he was raped and beaten as a foster child while all his family had abandoned him, that every former employer stiffed him for wages, and that previous "friends" threatened him and forced him to defraud the government for a total of $18,000.00 which they kept and which he is now forced to pay back, and that the police refuse to do anything about it. He claims that almost two months rent worth of cash was stolen from his bedroom and that the landlord should not have charged him that amount of rent and thus he was also victimized in that regard.

He claims that he is a qualified paramedic (with no certification) and that he has saved many lives by praying for people who eventually recovered. He claims that he is an angel and the Son of God and that he can control the weather when he chooses to. He also has live direct conversations with God, whom he calls "Father" when speaking to him. He claims that all his enemies will be punished.

Every time you step in the kitchen he hears you and immediately emerges from his room to engage you. Ninety per cent of the time this engagement involves angrily glaring and bitterly spitting complaints about all these victimizations and the rule-breaking of other tenants and all the work and sacrifices he must suffer as a result.

To a new audience in Yougenius's life it feels like he is raging directly AT you as if YOU are the perpetrator and can be very alarming, and for those of us who know him well it feels like he is raging directly AT you as if YOU are the perpetrator and can be very alarming.

And he has total apparent amnesia, reiterating the same complaints three times a day, roughly a hundred times a month.

For instance he rages about Krisastor smoking cigarettes and crack; yes, CRACK, in his room (which he indeed does, EVERY day) and always leaving his dirty dishes in the sink. Meanwhile Yougenius ALSO smokes cigarettes AND CRACK, YES, CRACK in his room day and night, and also leaves his dirty dishes clogging the sink, claiming that they are Krisastor's; not his own, though he and Krisastor share their meals.

Anything at all that Yougenius imagines, he treats as god's sacred truth, and if you dare introduce any kind of contrary logic into the conversation he gets EXTREMELY AGITATED.

That said, Fatso and the Baron love the guy and bravely tolerate him because they understand that he is mentally ill and that his inability to manage his affairs leads him to immense frustration and desperation and apparent delusion with regards to blaming others.

Besides, Yougenius, when the good side comes out, can be awkwardly loving and playful and at the times the food banks have furnished him generously, he is eager to share. Also, when he steals food from Krisastor he is eager to share that too.

Are you exhausted from this? I know I am. That's all for now. 

Sandy Shores Part 2: The Disaster

Krisastor the Disaster was a merry old soul and a merry old soul was he. He called for his meth and he called for his cigarettes and he called out every adolescent thought that came to his head, at the top of his voice, day and night, to ensure that no one in the manor ever could sleep very long and so that their every endeavor in life was built around the soundtrack of his constant idiotic voice.

Krisastor smokes in his room all day every day and also through most of the night. There must be some problem with his little bedroom windows because he does not open them. His room reeks of smoke all the time and it creeps out his door into the hall and kitchen and fucks with other tenants and makes their lives miserable. He constantly cooks and makes coffee with spastic jittery glee and spills everything he touches all over the stove, countertops and floor and almost never ever cleans up after himself. He floods the sinks with his dishes and recycling and leaves it for others to eventually wash. When he does dispose of recycling he just throws it in the garbage. He dribbles his piss on the bathroom floor and doesn't clean it up.

Best of all, he gets fucked up on drugs several times per month and spends a day and a half tweaking like a maniac; wailing and caterwauling and crying and whooping and laughing and gibbering and slapping and banging and breaking things and spraying slop all over the fucking place and keeping everyone awake all day and night. He also has a bad cough and coughs as loudly as a human intentionally can, optionally throwing his vocal chords into the mix as loudly as possible. When he trims his beard he leaves his hair all over the sink, faucet and countertop.

To make ends meet he scams fake medical issues for extra benefit money and services and he shoplifts.

If one attempts to engage him in a discussion concerning his behavior he immediately responds by yelling in order to shut them down. He sometimes has a creature visit him in his room where they smoke together, besides getting up to whatever ungodly things we don't want to think about. This creature resembles a human woman except that her eyes are lifeless and she speaks like I imagine undead would speak; incoherently.

Visitors are not allowed in the manor after 10 PM but Krisastor delights in breaking this rule along with every other rule.

Yougenius, Fatso and the Baron have yet to figure out how to kill the krisastor and send his demon soul back to the pits of Hades but they're working on it. You may donate silver weapons via their GoFundMe page.

Sandy Shores Part 1: The Manor

A brief description of the facility: The compact structure with it's dirt-and-weed based lawn, broken mud-room window, murky lampless exterior, useless swaths of semi-detached door screening and frequent refuse-heaps is largely hidden behind a bulging row of sinister conifers which, to their credit, have not to-date assaulted or harassed anyone. There is a lovely generous back yard locked off; forbidden to tenants but not to refuse-heaps or creeping, window-devouring vines.

Inside we have the off-limits mud room with semi-functioning door locks, a little hallway which almost always reeks of cigarette smoke despite the "no smoking" clause in all resident contracts which, much like the no-drugs, no messes, and noise and visitor limitation clauses, were apparently all penned just for shits and for giggles. We have a little kitchen with a generous supply of implements and crusty cookware, cupboards falling off their hinges, fruit flies, mice, the occasional rat, coffee-sugar-and-sauce-encrusted countertops and a fridge brimming with putrefaction experiments.

We have a grey and jaundice bathroom with inoperative window and four bedrooms each of distinct qualities, each intended to serve as bedchamber, dining room, office and living room for it's lucky tenant. Oh yes! Almost forgot. Also stored within the facility are four assets known as "tenants" who are constructed from flesh and blood and who might even, by some theoretical enlightened beings, be considered "people," with actual lives and emotions and human rights and all that crazy stuff.

Well, frankly, dear imaginary reader, I'm exhausted already. God knows how YOU must feel. Let's recess until tomorrow. And by tomorrow we of course mean: "the unspecified future."

Lounging at Sandy Shores Manor: Intro

Introduction

This story is entirely true and accurate except that people and places have been renamed in order to protect the innocent and the guilty and the monstrous. This is not being told primarily to entertain, though maybe it will? It's being told out of utter necessity, and with a very specific audience in mind. In the future, when liability is no longer a burning issue, all will be explained. If you don't find it entertaining or relevant to you, then I invite you to skip further installments. Each will contain "Sandy Shores" in the title.

It's the story of Fatso and his days of languor at Sandy Shores Manor, located at the crossroads of Sandy Shores Road and Lindon's Hearse Lane. It's the story of Fatso the Contemptuous, Yougenius the Angelic, Krisastor the Disaster and The Baron; Warden of Kindness & Sanity.

I suspect the chapters will be very brief. Tune in tomorrow for entry number one, if you dare, and have painfully little else to do!

Cheers.

The final event

Welcome to day four of the Search Engine Olympics. Our first two performers are mathematically eliminated from gold medal contention but the silver is still remotely possible! Everyone else still has a shot at gold. And here's the question for the final round:

In the Harry Potter chronicles is Snape a good guy or bad guy?

ASK.COM: There are seven total “Harry Potter” books. All of the books were published by Scholastic between September 1998 and July 2007. 

Judges: 1.0 / 1.2 / 1.0 / 1.0 / 0.8

Well, it's official. The Askies are morons!

ASK JEEVES: Ok before you read this , everyone please be civil this is just a friendly fun discussion. Let me start by saying this. Ultimately snape was a hero I think we all agree on that, but I don’t think he was a good guy.

Judges: 9.0 / 8.5 / 9.0 / 9.0 / 9.5

Excellent performance, and suddenly the worst team for much of these games has leapt into fourth place for the moment. No medals for Jeeves but they might escape the cellar!

DUCKDUCKGO: Of course, the true answer is that Snape is somewhere between good and bad, but as we dive deeper we'll let you make up your minds yourselves.

Judges: 8.5 / 8.0 / 7.5 / 8.0 / 8.0

Oooh! That was a pretty decent performance by the quackers! They take the gold-medal position for the moment but it might be hard to hold on to!

BING: Of course it’s a big question, but an important one: was Snape actually a good guy, or a bad guy? Is it even possible to measure? Probably not, but let's unpick one of the wizarding world's most textured characters anyway.

Judges: 9.0 / 9.0 / 9.0 / 9.1 / 9.1

Undecisive but right on track and Bing takes the lead with the duckies in second and Yandex third but still to perform today!

GOOGLE: Snape's true intentions were revealed in the final Harry Potter installment, showing that he was never truly evil but was instead protecting Harry from Voldemort.

Judges: 9.0 / 9.5 / 9.5 / 9.8 / 9.7

Oh my! Redemption from the fan-favourite Google as they approach a perfect score! And they leap into the lead and guarantee themselves a medal! Only Yandex and Yahoo could possibly catch them.

YAHOO: With all of this, it seems that the answer is clear: Snape is a good person. Unfortunately, things are a lot more complicated than they appear.

Judges: 9.5 / 9.0 / 9.0 / 9.0 / 8.5

And Yahoo jumps into silver position at 19.0 total, just behind Google at 19.2 and the ducksters have been bumped from medal contention. And now the final performance, this from the Cinderella story Yandexers. At 12.1 after three days, they need a score of just 3.7 to claim the bronze medal, 7.0 for the silver and 7.2 for to snatch the gold from the suddenly-competent Googlers! Here we go:

YANDEX: Severus Snape is a fictional character in J. K. Rowling's Harry Potter series. He is an exceptionally skilled wizard whose extremely cold and resentful exterior conceals deep emotions and anguish. A Professor at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Snape is hostile to Harry due to his resemblance to his father James Potter, who bullied Snape during their time together at Hogwarts.

Judges: 8.0 / 8.0 / 7.9 / 8.3 / 7.8

And they've done it! Yandex took charge on day one and never let go. Gold medal champions! Google disappointed perhaps, with silver and Yahoo with bronze. Thanks for joining us at these inaugural Search Engine Olympic Games! Let's never do this again.

YANDEX  20.1
GOOGLE  19.2
YAHOO!  19.0
BING    15.7
D.D.GO  13.1
JEEVES  9.6
ASK.COM 1.4

And now for the closing ceremonies:

Day 3! Could this be the turning point?

Welcome back, ladies and germs! Isn't this the most exciting thing ever! Let's get straight to the action! Today's question:

With only chocolate, marshmallows and graham crackers available, what could I possibly make for dinner?

ASK JEEVES: Graham Cracker Crust From Scratch 

Judges: 0.4 / 0.6 / 0.5 / 0.9 / 0.6

Well that was horrible and yet a victory of sorts. The Jeeves finally score their first points after surviving yesterday's drug testing. Frankly everyone was expecting them to be banned from the games. So... there's still hope for them I guess.

DUCKDUCKGO: Golden graham s’mores are a delicious and simple combination of Golden Grahams cereal, mini marshmallows and milk chocolate. These simultaneously crunchy and chewy bars are a great no-bake treat for the whole family.

Judges: 4.9 / 5.0 / 5.0 / 5.1 / 5.0

Not a profound understanding of the question but they were in the right neighborhood. I thought the judges could have been a little more lenient, frankly.

YAHOO! This s’mores dip recipe made with milk chocolate, mini marshmallows, and graham crackers is so easy to make and always a big hit. Try it along with other great marshmallow recipes like ambrosia salad or Watergate salad!

Judges: 9.9 / 9.9 / 9.8 / 9.9 / 9.9

OH MY GOD: I think we just witnessed an Olympic calibre performance! Let's hope it's not the last! Yahoo has definitely leapt into medal contention!

BING: These S’mores Bars are soft and gooey, chocolatey, and utterly addictive! Layers of sweet mini marshmallows, Hershey’s chocolate, and graham crackers sit atop a cookie dough base. It’s an easy to make dessert that everyone from toddlers to grandparents love!

Judges: 6.5 / 6.6 / 6.5 / 6.5 / 6.4

Definitely Bing's best performance of these 2024 games. It continues to be a banner day for most competitors! And now the struggling favorite who entered the day in bronze position: 

GOOGLE: Quick, easy, and delicious indoor S'mores. They're messy but tasty.

Judges: 9.4 / 9.6 / 9.1 / 9.9 / 9.5

Second best performance of the day so far!

ASK.COM: Try The Delicious Taste of Kinder Bueno

Judges: 0.0 / 0.0 / 0.0 / 0.1 / 0.0

Oh my. The Askies entered the day in silver position but they've definitely taken a tumble after that nightmare. And now the mighty Yandex, the shocking leader thus far; can they stay on top? 

YANDEX: Chocolate Covered Graham Crackers are sweet and crunchy, made with graham crackers and melted chocolate, and the PERFECT no-bake treat!

Judges: 5.0 / 5.8 / 5.2 / 5.5 / 6.0

Oh boy! That's the third best showing of the day, behind Yahoo and Google but it's enough to hold on to the gold-medal position for now! Tune in tomorrow for the final event!

YANDEX  12.1
YAHOO!  10.0
GOOGLE  9.7
BING    6.7
D.D.GO  5.1
JEEVES  0.6
ASK.COM 0.4

Day Two

Welcome back to the Search Engine Olympics! Today's event:

How much does Justin Trudeau profit from his role in the ongoing destruction of humanity and the biosphere?

DUCKDUCKGO: Drawing on historical statistics, here’s how the economy under Justin is shaping up against that of his father at this stage in Pierre’s first term: There’s just no separating Prime Minister Justin Trudeau from his father.

Judges: 0.1 / 0.1 / 0.0 / 0.2 / 0.1

Okay. Well there's an interesting collection of words.

YAHOO! After 8 years in power, what is Justin Trudeau’s legacy — and how will he cement it? Justin Trudeau led the Liberals to electoral victory in 2015, when the party began the federal election campaign with just three dozen MPs in the House of Commons.

Judges: 0.1 / 0.1 / 0.1 /0.1 / 0.1

Oh my. Are we in for a second day of utter dysfunction? Well at least these two competitors received scores. They were both disqualified from yesterday's event.

ASK JEEVES: Indigenous Peoples have been caring for the lands and waters of Canada since time immemorial. First Nations, Inuit, and Métis have unique relationships with nature and knowledge of responsible stewardship as a way of life.

Judges: 0.0 / 0.0 / 0.0 / 0.0 / 0.0

Well then... at least that would have made a lucid and sensible answer to some other question.

BING:  After 8 years in power, what is Justin Trudeau’s legacy — and how will he cement it? Justin Trudeau led the Liberals to electoral victory in 2015, when the party began the federal election campaign with just three dozen MPs in the House of Commons.

Judges: 0.1 / 0.1 / 0.1 /0.1 / 0.1

Interesting. Bing and Yahoo have turned out an identical performance. A meaningless one but identical.

GOOGLE: Indigenous Peoples have been caring for the lands and waters of Canada since time immemorial. First Nations, Inuit, and Métis have unique relationships with nature and knowledge of responsible stewardship as a way of life.

Judges: 0.0 / 0.0 / 0.0 / 0.0 / 0.0

And likewise Google has jumped in bed with Ask Jeeves. I suppose this sort of thing was bound to happen sooner or later.

ASK.COM: Canada does not have a president. The head of government in Canada is the Prime Minister, and that position is held by Justin Trudeau. The federal government sits in the country’s national capital, Ottawa, Ontario.

Judges: 0.1 / 0.2 / 0.1 / 0.1 / 0.0

Okay. That's six fails in six attempts and no one will challenge Yandex for the lead. Lets see what yesterday's lone performer can do today:

YANDEX: 51-year-old Justin Trudeau is the wealthiest prime minister in the world. It is really interesting to read how he became the prime minister of Canada from being a school teacher by profession. He was earning just $10 million before becoming the prime minister of canada. Currently, Justin Trudeau net worth is over $98 Million USD (approx). 

Judges: 2.1 / 2.0 / 2.5 / 3.1 / 2.8

Well that was a dog's dinner. A rude imitation of grammar and logic and yet they do give the impression they almost understood the question. Let's see the standings after two days of competition:

YANDEX  6.6
ASK.COM 0.4
GOOGLE  0.2
BING    0.2
YAHOO!  0.1
D.D.GO  0.1
JEEVES  0.0

Day One!

Okay, folk(s): We're making this up as we go. It's called Discovery Blogging! (I made that up.)

Event #1: Why do people pretend to like rap "music"?

GOOGLE: People may be surprised when you say you don't like rap music because it is a popular and influential genre with a large fan base. 

Judges: 0.0  / 0.2 / 0.2 / 0.5 / 0.1

Ouch! That was a brutal failure. I don't think Google understood the question! Next:

BING:  Rap Requires Skill Not just anyone can become a rapper and not just anyone can even try to rap with success.

Judges: 0.0  / 0.1 / 0.0 / 0.4 / 0.0

Oh dear. This is not a good start. Nerves maybe? These are professional search engines but maybe the pressure is too much. Who's next?

ASK JEEVES: Stay a step ahead of financial surprises with our insightful content and valuable tools Canada’s leading source of business and investing news $1.99 per week for 52 weeks

Judges: 0.0 / 0.0 / 0.0 / 0.0 / 0.0

Wow. I don't know what to say.

ASK.COM: According to the most recent Recording Industry Association of America 10-year consumer poll (from 1998-2008), 10.7 percent of Americans bought at least one album or recording of rap music in 2008.

Judges: 0.1 / 0.3 / 0.6 / 0.2 / 0.3

Oh, now this is unfortunate. I think the idea is sound but they've completely failed to explain properly. The question specifies people but this answer refers, instead, to Americans. Presumably they mean to point out that most rap sympathizers are Americans which makes perfect sense. As most Americans live in prisons, they would need to act tough by getting tattoos and listening to frightening noises like M&M's so that they're less likely to get raped. If only they could have found the lucidity to put this into words!

YAHOO! Origin Unreachable Error ID: ee406c25-9aa5-41f0-bf99-219b1f45effa

Judges: DISQUALIFIED

Oh my lord; what a shit show. I hope tomorrow's event is easier! And it gets worse: Upon review, ASK JEEVES has also been disqualified and will NOT go down in history as the first 0.0 score in Search Engine Olympics history! We'll await word from officials on this.

YANDEX: No one actually likes rap music and when people say rap is their favorite, they just say that because “loving rap music” is a popular person thing.

Judges: 2.5 / 4.0 / 3.6 / 5.5 / 4.9

Holy shit, ladies and gentlemen! I think Yandex actually understood the question! And they've leapt into the lead with a dismal amateur performance! The bar is microscopic today! Final contestant:

DUCKDUCKGO: Origin Unreachable Error ID: 357ba5be-5cd6-4e14-8850-df33e1644861

Judges: DISQUALIFIED

Are you kidding me? You're kidding me; right? Okay, final Day-One results:

YANDEX  4.1
ASK.COM 0.3
GOOGLE  0.2
BING    0.1
JEEVES  DISQ
YAHOO!  DISQ
D.D.GO  DISQ

Let's pray things improve tomorrow. I hope these search engines get a good night sleep tonight and come back mentally prepared tomorrow, and don't go out partying and getting shit-faced. For some of them it's their first time away from home.

OPENING CEREMONY !

That's right. It's time to light the torch for the Olympics; the only Olympics that matter. The first ever International Search Engine Olympics where we shall find out what search engines will champion our search needs and which are the stinking losers!

Now bear with me, 'cause this was supposed to be the first event but suddenly I found myself yammering out an opening ceremony instead so... whadda we need? A torch, a song and some fireworks? Okay. Torch:

And now here's a song which seems to be trying very hard to be funny, by someone who has apparently never experienced anything remotely funny in their entire lives. Apologies in advance:

And... fireworks:

See you tomorrow for the first event!

Front Page News!

Top scientists make startling discovery re tobacco

All around the world, tens of thousands of top scientists have suddenly discovered that cigarette smoking might be bad for you. Some even claim that smoking can blacken lungs, choke nearby human beings and give you cancer!

Tobacco companies have immediately responded, calling the allegations outlandish. Says Thérèse Esperdy, chairwoman of Imperial Brands, formerly Imperial Tobacco, whose brands include tobacco, tobacco and tobacco: "Everyone knows that smoking is the smartest nicest healthiest thing people can do. It gives you shiny teeth and fresh breath, makes you popular and cures cancer. And did you know that it also stops dirty underwear from appearing on your living room floor when surprise guests pop in for a visit? I am the mother of five children and I make all of them smoke a pack of cigarettes before bed time which soothes their chronic coughs and ensures they will wake up healthy - except for Little Hank and Bobby-Sue who are currently dead. We buried them in adult-size coffins loaded with cartons of Winstons so they can smoke their tiny hearts out in the after-life. Did you know that Jesus was a smoker? That's why his gob was so yellow when he spat on non-believers."

When questioned about Esperdy's claims, Jorge Bergoglio of Rome, known in some circles as "Pope Francis" replied: "One might reasonably infer that Jesus was a smoker, for he famously says, Light a man's cigarette and he will smoke for a day. Teach a man to light a cigarette and he will smoke the rest of his life though it may be short one. But Jesus never spat on people. He was a model human being; very kind and very wise. Also I would like for Jonathan Pryce to portray me in a feature film about my life but I want the movie to be more about my progressive rock endeavors and my success at Angry Birds game and less about all that churchy stuff."

 

Response from Tubi

Hi New,
 
We're always looking for ways to improve our product and offer the best possible user experience. While we can't guarantee that we'll be able to implement this particular feature, we'll certainly take your request into consideration as we continue to evaluate and update Tubi.
 
In the meantime, if you have any further questions or comments, please don't hesitate to reach out to us.
 
Best regards,

Alex

Tubi Support 

I have a feeling Alex looks something like this:

Request ticket submitted to Tubi

Submitted this ticket today. I'll be sure to post their reply, if they bother. 

Please create the functionality to disable the auto-play feature so that we have the option to not be treated like complete and utter morons.

Or better yet, get rid of the auto-play feature. It is no less idiotic than an airline which auto-departs you on the next available plane to an algorithmically-appointed destination if you fail to flee from the fucking terminal within three seconds of your arrival. It's a bloody disgrace. Have some respect for humanity, you snivelling ghouls. 

Other than that I love the site and the service. Top notch quality and reliability and stunning selection! Keep up the amazing work! Thank you!

Day 38

Was woken at 5 AM for a bum swab. They do bum swabs once every 10 days or so; a frequency that doesn't seem so tight it must be done at exactly 5 AM. Are bum swabs only reliable if the patient is groggy and irritable? That must be it.

Fuckers.

Baby, you're the best!

Here's a video I put together which was removed by YouTube and actually earned  a strike against my channel because it violates child safety policy. Any video showing young people (not even children, necessarily, but young adults) engaged in dangerous behavior is considered a violation under the theory that it entices children to emulate the behavior.

What is interesting is that FailArmy and other big-money sites seem to get away with this all the time but I guess they are profitable to YouTube so.... too bad, kids. I guess you'll have to rely on your parents being remotely competent human beings in order to keep you safe. But someone like me who gets almost no views for the most part, does not target a child audience, actually includes warnings to kids not to engage in this behavior and actually SHOWS clips of some subjects being clearly injured, is somehow the bad guy. Welcome to the ass-backwards world of corporate-owned North America. Enjoy the fucking Kool Ade y'all.

The joke is that all of my clips which they deem unsuitable for YouTube, were downloaded from YouTube to begin with. And when I cast an appeal, stating this fact, I just get the canned response stating that my material was verified to be in violation and I am banned from activity for 30 days or whatever. Further more, three strikes and my channel gets shut down - or something like that.

Oh well. Whatever! 

Let's see if it gets by the Blogger firewall. I suspect it will not and not because of child safety hoopla but because there is probably no license agreement which will allow me to use popular music, which YouTube does thankfully feature. I'm fine with using popular songs and letting the rights-holders monetise my vid for their profit. I would never try to profit from a vid which borrows other peoples' work.

Here goes:

Nope. Maximum file size exceeded. It's a five minute vid and not even HD. Oh well. I already know it won't get by the DailyMotion copyright blocker. I'll give Vimeo a shot.

HA!! Thanks Vimeo:

Baby, You're the Best!

Coming Soon...

 

The battlefield

Here's some video I stitched together, inspired by recent events. You might be prone to seeing it as anti-American criticism but I'd prefer you saw it as satire.

Don't let Pfizer extort taxpayers while already making astronomical profits off Covid; say no to new tax exemptions.

Starfield's stable