Izana beat me to level 120.
Merry Christmas!
Stephy.
Below are pictures of two months of rest due to injuries and poor eating from a broken routine. There is noticible weight loss and water retention. Pictures are for comparison purposes only – not intended for any other uses.
Please don’t put the bag over your baby or hold your own neck while the bag is over your head.
Information regarding fourth job advance.
Brady’s out-of-this-world numbers defy description.
So I’m watching Tom Brady as he walks toward the huddle with about five minutes left in the first quarter of Sunday’s game against the Pittsburgh Steelers. He’s down, 3-0. The first New England Patriots series was a three-and-out. And the Steelers, including rocks-for-brains safety Anthony Smith, are over there thinking, “Splash on a little of this, Mr. Stetson Cologne boy. The perfect seasons ends tonight, Father of the Year!”
Except that Brady looks almost bored stiff. He looks like a guy I knew from high school, the one who does a perfecto on the SATs in the morning, has a face that acne forgot, and attracts prom queens like moths to porch lights. Not that I’m bitter or anything.
Greg M. Cooper/US Presswire
Tom Brady has had plenty of reasons to celebrate this season.
Brady just knows that the Patriots aren’t going to lose. It’s like he has a Tom To-Do list on his left wristband. Toy with Steelers … Throw to No. 81. … Make Anthony Smith cry.
And he did. Brady threw four touchdown passes (five, if Randy Moss doesn’t contract a brief case of dropsies), steered the Pats to a 13-0 record, and humiliated the second-year pro, Smith, who guaranteed a Pittsburgh victory. Just think what he’s going to do to the Spygate snitches New York Jets this Sunday in Foxborough.
Brady now has 45 touchdowns. Forty-five. With three regular-season games to go. You figure he throws nine against the Manginis, six against the winless Miami Dolphins and four against the New York Giants before he’s pulled midway through the second quarter. That gives him 64 for the year. The scary thing: I’m only half-kidding.
Brady’s numbers are beyond obscene, beyond otherworldly. He needs five more TD passes to move ahead of Peyton Manning‘s record of 49 in a single season. That’s more than doable against the Jets, who shouldn’t expect any mercy moments from Coach Hoodie at Gillette Stadium. Remember those Coliseum scenes from “The Gladiator?” It’ll be like that. You’ll need tweezers to pick up the remains.
To bring some clarity and perspective to Brady’s season, think of it this way: He has more touchdown passes than the rest of the AFC East (31), more than the combined totals of Brett Favre and Drew Brees (44), and the exact combined totals of Peyton and Eli Manning. He also has just five interceptions in 476 pass attempts. Dallas’ Tony Romo threw that many picks in a single game this season.
Go ahead and YouTube the “Saturday Night Live” skits, circa 1990s, featuring Bill Swerski’s Superfans. They debate the superhuman powers of then-Chicago Bears coach Mike Ditka. Ditka vs. a hurricane? Ditka wins, unless it was named Hurricane Ditka. Ditka can win the Indy 500 driving the Bears’ team bus. That sort of thing.
Now there are Tim Tebowisms, in honor of Florida quarterback Tim Tebow, who just won the Heisman Trophy as a sophomore.
Chuck Norris does not sleep. He waits. When it rains in the Swamp, Tim Tebow doesn’t get wet. The rain gets Tim Tebow’d. What, then, does undefeated NFL superstar quarterback Tom Brady do?
We need your help to come up with some Tom Bradyisms that reflect the ease and dominance with which the former sixth-round NFL draft pick has dominated opponents this season on the way to a 13-0 record.
Submit your very own and we’ll post a sampling of the best responses. Send ‘em in
When Google can’t find something, it asks Tebow for help … What color is Tebow’s blood? Trick question. Tebow does not bleed … Tebow ordered a Big Mac at Burger King — and got one.
So how do we honor Brady, who is so clearly above Ditka and Tebow on the football food chain? Bradyisms?
Brady listens to God’s confession … Brad Pitt called. He wants handsome lessons … Stetson smells good on Brady.
We are witnessing football greatness this season. Even if you despise the Patriots, you can’t dispute their bona fides.
The curt, often-mysterious Bill Belichick has his team holding hands with an undefeated season. Even better, Belichick loosened up after Sunday’s game and verbally vaporized the Steelers’ Smith. Anybody who thinks Belichick can’t hold a grudge or deliver payback — are you listening, Jets? — didn’t see what he said about Smith after the loss (“He’s just not very good,” Belichick was quoted in a Chicago Tribune story).
The Patriots survived their three-games-in-15 days schedule, survived their close calls against the Philadelphia Eagles and Baltimore Ravens, survived the supposed last legitimate obstacle to an unbeaten regular-season record. They have a prideful veteran defense and an offense so astoundingly prolific that video-game language is being redefined. No longer do you say, “He’s putting up PlayStation numbers.” Instead, you say, “He’s putting up Brady numbers.”
Brady has help, of course. Without the renaissance of Moss, Brady wouldn’t be chasing down Tweety Bird for that touchdown record. Then again, Moss wouldn’t have 19 TD receptions this season, only three shy of Jerry Rice‘s single-season record, without Brady. To think that the Patriots acquired Moss from the Oakland Raiders for a fourth-round draft pick is funnier than Smith falling for all those play-action fakes Sunday.
But Brady, who has more touchdowns this season than he did during his entire career at Michigan, remains the centerpiece of 13-0. A former sixth-round pick, the 199th choice of the 2000 draft, is redefining the position, just as Manning and Marino redefined it before him.
Three more wins separate Brady and the Patriots from regular-season perfection. And with a playoff bye, three more wins after that separate Brady and the Patriots from their fourth Lombardi Trophy in seven seasons.
What must it be like for those teams who took a pass on Brady seven years ago? What if then-San Francisco 49ers coach Steve Mariucci had bought the pitch of Brady’s agent Don Yee, who tried to convince the Niners to draft his Bay Area-born client. Brady attended a 49ers pre-draft workout and impressed no one. On draft day, the 49ers took Hofstra’s Gio Carmazzi in the third round.
I feel Mariucci’s pain. Brady was still available at the end of the second round of my ESPN league draft this past September. Instead, I took Jon Kitna because, well, I’m an idiot. When will we learn? The guy who took Brady two picks later in the third round has now won enough, uh, “chips” to buy Tiger Woods’ Florida estate.
Not that I’m bitter or anything.
She tried to bring it and fail.
Bruce Lee pt. 1
Bruce Lee pt. 2
Bruce Lee pt. 3
Elliot Chang… not quite Russell Peters, but worth a chuckle.
Last round of tournament, most amazing street fighter comeback (ken = daigo). For those of you unfamiliar with Street Fighter, advanced blocking (parrying) – just accept it as godly and move on.
Justin vs. Daigo, all three matches including the above clip. You can skip it if you’d like.
Yi Jianlian telling Hao he needs to learn better Canto.
Yao Ming vs. Yi Jianlian
Ha Seung Jin – probably going down the road of other bad asian players (Mengke Bateer and Wang Zhizhi), in other words, any asian basketball player not named Yao or Yi.
Look, it’s a nigger!
Sorry about the N-word earlier, I’m not a racist!
How to mess with your fat wife… hey there cake in the face.
Classic final scene of Full Metal Jacket with Private Pyle.
http://www.google.de/search?hl=de&q=holy-war+premium+tickets+crack+&meta=
How strange that when you look up “holy-war premium tickets crack”, I’m first on the list in google.de (though a distant second in google.com xD).
Warning: mild adult language.
I dislike Disneyland/Disneyworld, I really do. There isn’t a place more dedicated to delusions of grandeur. If I never had to go to another one of their overpriced themeparks, I would die a happy man. Where else could you force a parent to feel as if their child’s childhood is incomplete with a trip to one of their parks? or have to contend with an adult, stuffed into a costume, pretending as if he gave a shit while he shook your hand. It’s been a while since I’ve been (probably to the tune of 1989-1991), I didn’t have fond memories of it then nor do I wish to create new ones, regardless of how their parks have evolved. There is no enjoyment for me there and with every passing year, I find myself disliking the thought of it more and more. Make no mistake about it, I did briefly entertain the idea in my mind that I could suffer through it if I brought family or friends… but I’d rather you’d break my leg, said ‘fuck you’ and just went on your way.
There is an awful lot of anti-Disney sentiment here. In fact, I’m willing to go so far as to say, I will never go to Disney again. Ever. I’ll take my two hours with a good looking female masseuse over that any day… at least there, she’s not just shaking my hand.
Beat box vs Drums (not the best beat boxer, but the drummer is pretty good)
Crisis Core video
A pair of interesting links to read for those who use Bittorrent, extensively or casually.
http://www.reuters.com/article/technologyNews/idUSN0640228720071106
http://securep2p.com/index.php/Main_Page
I sincerely hope our next President has half a brain. If our next commander-in-chief continues to force our economy into a downward spiral… I’m going to move to Canada.
Don’t take away my biscuit!
I plan on making my way back to the gym soon. Lower back seems to be healed and fully functional now. Elbow is coming along nicely… in the meantime, enjoy the Crysis Demo (which is what I’ve been doing). Go download it, or drop by my place ![]()
Crysis Demo Images
Picture of North Korean Bunker
Gauss Gun (with and without TAC launcher)
Decided to give Windows Vista a try…
(small desktop resolution, took screenshot before I set my desktop)
Even though I can’t stand Windows Vista, for the life of me, I can’t remove it. Vista has more security holes than swiss cheese, but they’ve somehow made it more difficult to remove than malignant cancer. Honestly, I think I’ve tried it all. Since I removed Windows XP from both hard drives, now I lack both my old windows installation and the necessary files to boot without going into Vista. *Tech babble alert* Apparently, Vista replaces/overwrites the old bootloader (MBR, NTLDR) then renames your old windows directory as windows.old. However, I had reformatted that particular partition, so boot.ini, NTLDR, ntdetect, etc, were deleted and now whenever the box POSTs, it refuses to boot off any removable media (e.g. XP disc) save for the Vista disc. I’ve attempted several, what I thought at the time, potential solutions:
1. e:/>boot/ xcopy bootmgr, bootmgr.efi, <dir> boot
2. e:/>boot/ bootsect -NT52 SYS ALL /<drive>
I’m really at a loss for words right now. I didn’t anticipate the degree of difficulty this would be, since normally a simple low level format (zero-ing) would clear everything short of pimples on a teenager’s face. Without a previous existing windows installation on the drive, Vista is a major headache to remove – the fact that it’s x64 (x86-64) variant instead of the x86 variety only further compounds the difficulty. I’m lost
this is going to take some time to figure out… ![]()
*Edit 11.06.2007 @ 8.11a*
Higher resolution desktop screenshot. Different gadgets and apps open.
In another twenty two days, when we’re all on the court… I’ll be seeking to inflict more punishment than “Saw.” Believe it!
Stick to your diet… avoid candy ![]()
Women embarassing themselves.
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