Its 04:30 am and already the morning birds are starting to sing. I like the sound, but it gets very repetitive when you are trying to get to sleep, and by the time i get to bed, maybe as late as 06:30 am there will be much more birds and people starting their day for me to try and sleep though.
Ok so i sold out, i wrote some crappy goth like poetry a while back and i acutaly added some of it. So sue me, i was feeling nostalgic.
Well i liked my Robocop trivia page so i decided to do one for Batman. Made sense to me.
As I am writing this I am watching Robocop. This is one film I never get tired of, maybe because it was the first 18’s or R rated film I was ever allowed to rent as a child. I remember seeing the cardboard cut-out in the window of the video shop and being captivated by it. Just the lighting in it still strikes me as well as the pose of him half in and half out of his car. It still makes me shudder at the sheer artistry and imagination inspired by this idea of a half man half machine.
In celebration of this movie I have decided to post some interesting little trivia about the movie.
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Apparently it has been a year today since i last had "the sex".
PRISONERS in Irish jails will no longer be permitted to hire servants or order in private supplies of food and alcohol under new draft rules published today by the justice ministry.
In the first update of Ireland's prison regulations for almost 50 years, the proposal would also rule out punishments, which are now considered inhumane, such as a restricted diet or corporal punishment.
"The existing prison rules date back to 1947 and contain provisions that reflect their age, including special provisions for prisoners under sentence of death," said Justice Minister Michael McDowell.
"Clearly they are no longer adequate or appropriate for today's conditions," he said.
The new rules will remove outdated references to penal servitude and imprisonment with hard labour.
On the flip-side, for those on the inside at least, a provision that prisoners can use private furniture and bedding and employ an assistant to perform housekeeping tasks is also going.
They will also no longer be permitted to order in private food or alcoholic drinks.
Regulations governing prison life, such as accommodation, visiting rights, discipline, health and education, have been revamped. In addition, compulsory drug tests will be allowed.
The rules were drawn up under a bid by Mr McDowell to modernise the prison service - one of Ireland's oldest institutions.
Hundreds of prisoners have lodged legal claims again the government seeking damages because they are being held in cells without toilets and have to "slop out" pots every morning.
From correspondents in Dublin
June 23, 2005
I am so tired of living in a society that has two huge polar extremes.
On one hand we have the media hailing Bob Geldof for his work on ending world poverty and the very next story is about how much money some bint is getting paid because he/she looks nice and is good at saying what other people tell them to say.
Make up your mind people, you either like rich celebrities or you want them to give their money to help poor people you cant have it both ways.
Just how hard is it to use a remote control?
My mam is always calling me into the room because..
"I pressed something and its making noises"
I have lost so many kick ass films to this kind of "accident".
I am so fucking tired of walking into the kitchen to find the video recording some stupid fucking soap opera over MY CONAN THE BARBARIAN video that i taped off late night tv.
All she has to do is press one fucking button to turn off the tv how does she manage to either start recording or rewinding a video i have set up to tape something?
I am so fucking pissed off right now. grrrr.
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I was angry that it happened i was not angry at my mother. So once again, angry at situation, not the person.
Well me and my brother just got there in time for the 17:00 showing. We had just sat down and waited for about 5 minutes when the lights went out and everything stated.
As usual there was the reams of Tv adverts to wait though and then the movie trailers, of which the only good one was "War of the Worlds".
Then as the movie started i noticed something wasn’t right, it was blurred. And i asked my brother if it looked blurred to him, he said no.
I looked around the cinema and no-one was complaining or looking back at the projector or shouting "FOCUS".
So i sat there for about 3 minutes and i was starting to question my vision when a manager came in and announced they were having trouble focusing the film and they would have to stop the movie for a few minutes to sort it out.
Some old man turned to the manager as he walked out and said,
"Maybe you should get it right next time."
The man was about 60 and the manager was only in his early 20's tops.
I said out loud "Oh shut the fuck up".
Other people just muttered to themselves and booed the old man.
Then as the manager was leaving someone came in to tell us that as we were leaving the screen we would all receive a free movie pass as compensation for the delay.
You know that joke in films where one person starts clapping and no-one joins in. Well that really happens. Someone sitting near me started to clap and no one joined in and everyone started to laugh.
So after a few minutes the movie started up again and i just sat back and smiled my ass off.
The movie rocked hardcore old school ultra uber cool style.
I didnt stop smiling all the way through the movie. Yes there are some changes made to the characters but they were not the kind of changes that dont make sense. Everything fitted together well even the creation of the Joker at the end as in the comics there has never been a definitive situation that lead to the creation of the joker, other then the chemical bath.
Christian Bale was a great Batman. He got his ass kicked, he was beaten and he was confused. Just as he was supposed to be when starting out.
His facial expressions were perfect, full of anger and a psychotic rage that is supposed to fuel the Batman.
The Voice was great, almost what i imagine him sounding like when i read the books. Again you could hear some anger behind his threats not like the kids films that all but destroyed Batman movies for me.
It was also nice to see Gotham as a real City, i have nothing against the over the top Tim Burton versions of Gotham but they were just too surreal for my tastes, not gritty enough.
I cannot express my enjoyment of this film within this posting but ill just say i was not disappointed.
I am leaving in 20 seconds to bring my brother to BATMAN. I will report in later.
Im sure i will add to this on a regular basis but for now i only have one thing on my mind.
When you are eating something like jelly beans or mixed nuts etc... something with a selection. And someone asks, "can i have one". So you offer the person some and pour a selection into their palm.
They then proceed to pick through what you have given them and either hand back or put back the ones "i dont like".
Firstly, I was generous enough to share, at least take what you are given with grace.
Secondly, dont handle my food and then hand it back to me.
Thirdly, do not once you have handed back half of what you got go looking for more, you didnt like what you got tough shit, its the luck of the draw.
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If you have 180 MB free and you are interested in satellite imaging then you should download Wind World.
This allows you to zoom into any location on the planet and you get to see place names etc.
Today i zoomed in to Ireland and it actually has Dunboyne, the village where i live listed.
Last night was not a good one. I lay awake for most of it. When i did sleep it was very uneasy and not for periods of longer then 30-40 minutes.
I would lay there and try and get comfortable but then i would feel intense pain in my side like i had just been punched. So as time went by i was not only tired and in pain i was also getting frustrated. My bed has already suffered from a previous situation along similar lines.
A few months ago i had similar pain all night and i grabbed hold of one of the poles in my head board. This was after about 9 hours of trying to sleep and i was so frustrated at my situation i snapped the wooden pole.
Last night however i did not reach such extremes as i knew i did not have to get out of bed the next day until i decided to.
I finally got some sleep in the early hours of the morning and I awoke about 3 hours later, well I say three hours but it is honestly hard to tell.
I do know I was asleep long enough to dream so at least over 40 minutes. The dream itself was really the highlight of the night. As with most of my dreams when I have a bad night it was disjointed and did not all fit together coherently .
The one section of the dream that was the most interesting took place in my bedroom. I was laying on my bed and suddenly there was a whoosh from outside my window and I went to the window and looked out.
Across the area of grass visible from my window a house had caught fire and two helicopters were swooping down at dramatic angels picking up different parts of equipment, one thing was a giant funnel and the other a length of hose. The helicopter with the hose turned sharply and made a v-line for my window and turned at the last second and hovered over my neighbours garden and started to siphon water from their pool (which in reality they do not have). Suddenly the second helicopter came into view and once again hovered outside my window.
So I grabbed my camera and I started to take photos and I could clearly see the pilots faces and they were screaming. As I took pictures the blades on the tail section of the first helicopter clipped the roof of my neighbours house and they started to spin. The tail section caught fire and the pilots were shouting at me to move away from the window as they spun towards the ground. I however continued to take photographs and I was thinking to myself these are going to look great.
The second helicopter seeing the first in trouble tried to dump its water onto the fire but they collided and he metal of the two machines fused and they pin wheeled into the ground. I ran out to my garden and was still taking photos but the surroundings had changed to a broken down and debris laden waste land. I was still snapping photos when the pilots scrambled out of their helicopters and all 4 of the men were Asian. I remember being very confused at this and I continued to take photos without looking through my view finder so I was shooting from about hip level.
Then I must have woken up because that’s all I can remember.
Today I had my first swim in the sea for this summer. It is not however the first swim of the year but it is the first swim of the summer months. I had the dog with me and I finally got him to go out of his depth while chasing sticks etc. on the way back from the beach I had a poke around in some rock pools and I only found one live crab. Lately while Ive been at the beach I have noticed a decline in the number of live crabs there are. There are plenty of dead crabs which have been caught and eaten by birds some of them bigger then your fist, but no live ones.
I also found an abundance of little shrimps and I also found a way of amusing myself with these creatures. I would dip my fingers in and draw their attention and they would start to attack my fingers with their pinchers which were too small to actually hurt me but I could feel them pinch. It was funny seeing them all paddling franticly to keep up with my fingers while attempting to attack them.
Picture it. There I was, simply sitting at my desk. I was idly talking to myself and eating jellybeans.
Suddenly something happened that made me take pause. I looked down and in my very hand I held a physical manifestation of perfection, a testament to the glory of the universe.
BEHOLD
A
Three
Pointed
Jelly-Bean.
How the fuck does RyuNyghtfallen get an 8.0 rating after 90 votes? Are you people simple? There is nothing written in this profile and yet you rate him 8,9 or 10?
Fucking hell what is the point of a rating system if you just give everyone a 10 for showing up. We have some seriously slow people in here.
There is an upcoming Lynch Family gathering. It takes place on August 13th in a pub the family owns.
I am planning to go, I have close to 80 cousins and of them I like the majority of them. However today I was told something that made me laugh but also a little hesitant.
Lately I have been learning to drive, I know it’s a late start on my part but Ive had no interest in driving and I got lessons for x-mas so I decided id use them. Well today Dad said to me while we were there I could drive everyone home from the pub.
This means that I will be driving down pitch black, narrow and overgrown country roads. Now these are not the same as American back roads. I am talking about roads that are just about as wide as the car I will be driving, with brambles and trees growing out into the road.
Also like I said it will be pitch black, I don’t see anyone leaving the pub until about 1am, 2am and there is no illumination on these roads, in fact there are no lights for miles around. So you literally cannot see your hand in front of your face.
Couple all of these things with the fact I will have a car full of drunk people and run the risk of turning a bend and confronting a herd of cattle at any point.
It Should be interesting to say the least.
Oh and there is also talk of the accommodations being a tent on the beach. I actually wouldn’t mind that, but tents smell nasty.
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I am just about to play Warhammer against cancer. If it works out and the game starts ill update this and announce the winner.
I won, twice.
But to his credit the second game was close.
Hey i did apologise for THIS.
On a side note i didnt mean to sit in as a partner, i just was curious as to what the new link was so i clicked it. Im sitting there watching the game and suddenly BAM i have to play, wasn’t asked if i wanted to or if i could, just thrown into the deep end and berated for my poor behaviour. That’s mean, that’s red dog at noon day in an S.U.V in the middle of the desert mean.
Cancer was just very mean to me. It made me cry.
Damn that game.
Seeing as the subject of zombies came up not long ago on the forum i thought people would like to read this. It is an example of how voodoo and other witchcraft is still very much alive in third world countries.
ATHENS, Greece (AP) -- If she runs away from her life of prostitution, her parents will
"They are told that fleeing the traffickers will bring death to them or their family," said Babandede, who addressed a recent human trafficking conference in Turin, Italy, one of the hubs for Nigerian-based prostitution networks. "This is a heavy power over these women."
It is also something difficult for most authorities to comprehend.
The international prostitution trade in Europe is mostly built upon other methods of bondage: holding women in prison-like conditions or setting impossibly high repayment sums in exchange for their passports and IDs. For some women who manage to escape, the ordeal is finally over.
"But in the cases of voodoo, it can be just beginning," said the Rev. Tom Marfo, a Ghanian-born Pentecostal pastor who operates mission houses around Amsterdam that specialize in helping West African women break from prostitution gangs. "They think, 'Oh no, the curses will begin.' I tell them to have faith that the true God will not let this happen."
Dutch authorities have taken notice. Marfo is increasingly consulted to understand the centuries-old rituals behind the Nigeria prostitution rings.
"This is more than a police issue. This is an issue of native spirituality -- a kind of spiritual terrorism being used on these women," said Marfo. "You need religious people and the power of faith to fight this."
P.s. The views in this article do not represent my own, this is simply me quoting from an outside source.
Just now, not 20 seconds ago at the time i start writing this i answered my front door and i looked down into the face or an extremely dirty child. I recognise this child as his family is infamous in this area for their level of scumbag behaviour. The mother of this family gets pregnant every 1.5 years so at this stage they have about 9 kids, they have 2 that are just stupid, 1 was in a car accident and is now retarded and walks with a gimp and the rest are just general little burdens on the community.
Anyway, the child just now was holding in his hands a grubby, soaking wet and torn sponsorship form for a sponsored bike race. It was obviously old and i could see on the top the year was 2003 on the form.
What kind of parents send out their child with a 2 year old registration form for a children’s bike race to try and make money in false sponsorships?
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01:38:08
Jun 05 2005
While I was in the place where I could see Sin City I also had to get some passport photos. Which I find extremely irritating. I am studying photography yet I still have to go and pay people to take my photograph for some stupid government licence. Well to add to my dislike of this process I had severe trouble simply getting these 4 stupid photographs.
The first place I went to was a camera shop, these are usually cheaper then the booths, so I went in and asked the price and they replied €7 (this works out to be about $11). So I had a little internal argument with myself and I walked out. Then I went to a booth outside the actual cinema area. It was broken. I went to the next one, I look at the price and it was only €6. So I paid my money and sat down. I was looking around and fidgeting waiting for the machine to warm up when FLASH. The fucker went off in my face. It wasn’t a digital machine like the one next to it so it gave no display simply took your money and blinded you. So I had to make my little poses for the remaining 3 photos again cursing under my breath between shots. I waited the 3 minutes for my photos and when they came out I looked at them only to find that they were not fixed properly. (Fixing is the process that stops the image fading when exposed to light after it has been developed.) So the white background on these images had turned a dirty coffee brown. So again I cursed to myself a little less under my breath this time and I went over to complain and I was directed to the information center. Here I have no complaints, they took my images back and gave me back my money and were very nice about it. From here I went to the other side of the shopping centre and into the Irish version of Wal Mart ,Dunnes Stores. They had a digital machine in their shop so I went in, paid my money, sat down and positioned myself. I listened to the instructions and I pressed the green button that continues the process……nothing happened. So I pressed the button a little harder……still nothing happened. So after about a minute of gently pressing the button I hit it a few times. Still nothing. SO I stood up, went outside and walked up and down a little before deciding to give it one more try before I went to see someone about it. I sat down, pressed the button for a further 2-3 minutes to no avail. As I was standing up to leave to get someone to help me the button worked and I got a lovely shot of my arm and chest. I cursed again slightly louder then before and I sat back down, assumed my pose and hit the retry button. It didn’t work. I pressed it again and again and again and eventually it took a photo of me in mid-curse with my hair all over the place and a snarl on my lips. So I tried the retry button one more time and I was informed that this was my last chance. So I took a deep breathe, struck my pose and pressed and pressed until the button did its job again. I sighed a sigh of relived frustration and waited for my photographs. And this is what I got back.
I do not look happy.
Well i went to see Sin City today and i liked it, all that violence and cursing was a refreshing change from the droves of PC dribble hollywood has churned out in the last few years certain films excluded of course (Lord of the rings).
I had the screen mostly to myself there was about 6 other people maybe 10. But what made me laugh was the scenes with the Irish mercenaries, I know they were Irish, but they really poured on the accent. There were people being blown to bits and i couldn’t help but laugh to myself at their voices.
Another thing that made me laugh was that one of the people watching the movie was a retarded person and her two parents. It was obvious the parents didnt want to be there but went to escort their child. However towards the end of the movie there is a line....
"When it comes to reassuring a traumatised 19 year old im as expert as a palsy victim doing brain surgery with a pipe wrench”
What are the odds that only a few chairs away from me would be a young person with palsy….I just found it too funny.
Im just tired of having to deal with idiots, we should have an IQ requirement before allowing people to join, like you sign up and do an IQ test and if you dont get over 120 you cant join the site and it tells you so.
IQ SCORE = 68
Better luck next time dumbass, now fuck off.
I am bringing my dog to the vet. He has to get his booster but i have been meaning to go lately as his ass is going bald, i went weeks ago and they said if it didnt get better i was to go back, well today is the day i go back. He is fine and he is his same old self, but his ass is going bald....its very odd.
Sin City comes out here today too, although the only times i can go to at 14:35 and 18:45. I have to bring the dog to the vet at 14:00 so i may go to the 18:45 showing, but the place it is being shown in would be packed then and i have a severe dislike of crowded places and noisy people. So i may wait to see it later.
P.s. i went to bed at 5am last night, and yet i got up at 09:00 and i wasn’t tired. So i am operating on less then 4 hours sleep. I know lately my sleeping patterns have been messed up but this is ridiculous, the other day i got out of bed at 07:30 and the day before that at 05:30....and yet i wasn’t tired after getting less then 3-4 hours sleep. There must be a way to use this to my advantage other then patrolling VR all night.
Well i came back with a few things from the library the other day.
The strange case of Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde
Homer The Iliad
Homer The Odyssey
A video on WW2 by National Geographic
A book about General Montgomery.
I also got a book called fever pitch for my middle brother, its a football (soccer) thing so i dont know what its about.
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