Rav's Rammblings(The wonderful world of void)

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Hand-picked and hard-pressed for attend-tion.

[Zeuter]

http://www.reddit.com/user/krazbobeans

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That man has potential.

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I just read this german article about a female referee in soccer where she was asked how well she gets along with the male teams that are sometimes in her charge. She replied: "Players are only concerned about the performance on the field; they don't care whether a man or woman blows the whistle." Classic.

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I hereby present you an exclusive translation of the newest news, though this knowledge might not be really new to you.

Genuine or fake? Woman in sarcasm.

A recent public survey by the reputable institute Opinion Control found that most women rarely have a sarcasm. About 56% of women who live in a relationship only fake the subtle scorn and mockery found in a real sarcasm. "In long lasting relationships it can happen that a woman rarely or not at all has a sarcasm anymore when she stops properly despising her partner.", says Dr. Strange-Love. "That's dangerous, because as soon as you stop insulting each other in spontaneous dry comments, there's a lack of tension that keeps a relationship alive." So that's why many women resort to faked sarcasm in order to save their relationship. Men are part of the problem "Many men, who naturally always come to a real sarcasm, willingly let themselves delude by the female's faked one, instead of better trying to have one together. Some even have the medieval believe that there is no real female sarcasm, although the few who came to witness firsthand those eyes full of contempt and the widened nostrils in an intense female sarcasm know how terrific it really is.

[Ensabahnur]

https://sindeloke.wordpress.com/2010/01/13/37/

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It's good to be the king, baby!

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That reminds me, just the other day I wrote a letter of love to a lovely woman. It was one of the best things I've ever written. Apparently, it was so mind-blowing, the police was called. I think they are still scraping her off the walls, as I've never heard of her again ever since.

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Did I mention she was a so called "communication designer". My oh my, I do love the studied types. *rawr!* So communicate I did. She can handle that, I thought, I mean shit, that's what she's been taught, that's what she does, right? There's this whole industry, making flyers and logos, conveying that special something, that IT, that's important, obviously, you must be aware of that. It's all about emotion, she'd understand, after all, someone who can make something so insubstantial a profitable fact of the matter, can do anything, right? So, is she not the one, the best, would she become my dearest, to open up my heart and release my feelings, all of them at once, all of what has been ever made to touch my heart, so sublime, pouring, pooling, and have her shower delighted in this glory, mine as much as hers? Or so I thought. And what did I get? A restrain order.
Heart closed, behind iron. I thought it was love, but it is irony.

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Well then, so what does this tell us about privilege, the power and the abuse? Son, there are people that beg for abuse. And it is your privilege to find them. Keep it a question of good style. Then more power to you.

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Glad I could help. Now go forth and take care. Of them all!

Ah yes, preaching values of moral and decency. Because someone has to. So I must too.

[Zeuter]

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She was very pretty last time I checked, but may very well now look like this since having read me.

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Well, guess I will from now on use this forum section as my pub binary paste bin.

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Reposting the first three, but remade. They were made situational comedy in reference to this.

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They run like screen savers now. Saving your screen by destroying the world.

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And maybe your graphics card.

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This is the newest one, kinda combining the escalation.

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Trendwhore.

[Turkey_Slayer]

Totally bismuth, bra

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This is very handy.

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Yesterday I went to Stroke, an urban art fair (vim vid of a past one). Beyond seeing interesting stuff, had some interesting conversations too.

Normally I don't do this. People. But occasionally I make an exception, just to revolt against myself and piss me off, like I'd usually do to anyone else. Sounds fair. This time however I wasn't disappointed and angry. Well I was. But not only. That also is exceptional. And I almost feel guilty.

The dudes mainly responsible for my good mood are called 110SpecialBlack and do things like this:

Spoiler:

They do all sorts of things, including colorations, but this style of work was what interested me most at this time, that is, not only is it black&white, it also is not greyscale but merely point clouds of pitch black, so that shades are made only as a side effect of point density. I was thinking about this before as a possible cool visual style for super small demos and games, but I was not aware at all to what epic proportions the expression can still go despite such constraint. In my demos you already saw at work my custom compression for this type of image data directly injected into the binary. The amount of such imagery possible to be packed into even one single 64k executable is totally sick, I wasn't even scratching it last time.

These people make for the rare occasion I am glad people live in my vicinity. Going to that fair was one of my better mistakes. Guess I meet them again. Can't even remember the last time I wanted that.

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To make up for my accidentally good mood, I fell out of my bed tonight and almost broke my arm. I guess I should feel lucky that it will only hurt like a bitch every second of this week. My bed must have thought "Get off me you unfaithful scumbag! Going outside talking to strangers and not feeling bad, shame on you."

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Also, I probably will soon starve to death and/or be thrown out, because I can't do my minimized day job needed to support my minimized lifestyle.

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Yeah, now all sounds right again, the way it's supposed to be. Incapacitation and desperation.