the little things in life

Ok, this is going to be a little post. Mainly because it's an impulse post. I'm just sitting here bored really, but nothing substantial has come to mind for a good post. Just another thought, I still need to design a true layout; but my uncreative mind can't think of anything fantastic just yet. Yes, it needs to be fantastic - just like the owner. I kid! I kid.

Right then. On to what I originally meant to post about.

So today I received my microSD card in the mail. Fairly large package actually. A full sized envelope. Why do they need to do this anyway? The thing is huuuuge for something small and simple like a package for an SD card. I'm sure you know the size, it's about the size of your hand. In any case, it's fun to get big packages, because they make you feel important. When you come home and see a package on your front porch, it makes you all excited. It's like Christmas every time you receive a package. Looky! That might be for me! Unfortunately, it's also like Christmas in that not all the presents are for you. ... Well, you can't win them all.

So upon bringing it into the house - excited the entire way to my room - I greedily opened the package. Fun stuff, the opening process. I'm sure if you were calm when opening a package, things would go much faster. But that's never the case; you're always trying to tear it open even if you don't have the proper tools. I don't need no stinkin' knife; I shall rip it open! So that phase passes and you look inside to find the item you were eagerly awaiting. Then, you admire the packaging of the little bugger for a few minutes. You don't open it up yet because you want to savor the newness look of the item still in its manufacturer's package. Wait wait, scratch that. You don't open it up yet because the manufacturer's packaging for electronic accessories are always a major pain in the butt to open. They use that ungodly difficult plastic and seal it off on all sides. There's no where to pry open with your fingers. There's no possibly way to tear it apart with your hands. They even deceive you. You'd think that after one end has been cut off (through much toil with the scissors) that you could simply just peel one side of the package from the other.

No.

It always starts morphing and bending and you end up partially ripping it. Then the hard part comes in because you don't want to try harder for fear of cutting yourself on that newly created rift in the package. Instead you think to yourself: that should be enough of an opening for me to pull it item out. And so you do. You try and bend the package this way and that way so that the opening is large enough for you to pull off the item. And they even make this hard to do because the item is always embedded in the plastic somehow.

Back to the SD card. This thing is TINY (i guess putting tiny in all caps is a bit counter-intuitive). This thing is teeny. Not even the size of my finger! And what's more, this thing is 2GB! To put it in perspective, here are two more pictures:

Oh it looks like I need to cut my nails. Hmmm... Oh right, tiny. Yeah, look at that! It's so cuuute. It's as if two SD cards had a baby or something. That got me thinking, that microSD card is about a quarter of the size of a regular SD card. The microSD's capacity is 2GB. 2GBx4 = 8GB. That means 8GB SD cards should be pretty easy to make right? I even know there are 4GB microSD cards - meaning 16GB regular SD cards should be a cinch! Apparently I'm wrong, and there aren't that many 8GB and 16GB SD cards to choose from. And they're monster expensive too.

Oh well, time to cut my nails.

uber lulz

Facebook is cruel. If you read my complaint about Facebook, you already know I don't like it. What makes it worse is that if anyone contacts you using Facebook, there is no escaping touching the site. Sure sure, they'll send you an emailing telling you that someone PM'd you... or "wrote something on your wall". But it will not let you in on the secret unless you log in to the site. That's just stupid. They could just as easily send you the message posted or PM'd to your email. But no, instead, you have to log on to your Facebook account just to read a useless PM that says: Come to my birthday party! ....... in New York!.... No thank you. You waisted my precious time. Wait wait, backtrack a bit. What exactly is a "wall". Why do you want someone writing on your "wall". Isn't that called vandalism in some states? It's more like "someone has graffiti'd your wall". Because graffiti is sometimes good, but mostly useless. "Happy birthday!" I would never have known it was your birthday today, but oh well!
Authors note: Facebook is a source of lulz.

What do you spend the most time touching in a day? Aside from your bed. And get your mind out of the gutter, kthx. For me: computer keyboard. I was just thinking, I spend a big amount of time in front of the computer, and for most of that time, my hands are on a keyboard. So anyway, I'd like to discuss the four different types of keyboards (maybe even five) that exist in my mind. Ok, so my two favorite types of keyboards are the classic really really old ones. And the ones that are like the ones on laptops.

I. The Really Really Old IBM Keyboards
The picture I found from Google Image Search summed it up the best. The image name was: ibm-clicky_keyboard.jpg If you've ever had the enjoyment of using one of these keyboards, that filename about describes it perfectly. I love those keyboards so much that I wish I had one right now. It feels so good to type on it; not only is there tactile feedback because of the distance the keys have to travel to be pressed, but there's also auditory feedback. The satisfying *click*click*click* as the smooth plastic keys hit the board really says "I'm typing, and I'm cool". Maybe I'm just weird, but I love the feel of these keyboards.

II. Laptop keyboards and the like
These keyboards are fun to type on because they are speed demons. Not quite as satisfying as the old IBM keyboards because sometimes you're unsure of whether you really typed something or not. But the fact that they're soft is fun. Seems kind of counter-intuitive that my two favorite types of keyboards are on opposite sides of the spectrum in regards to button depth, but oh well.

III. Generic Keyboards
These are the kind you get for $5 at Wal-Mart or something. They don't look fancy, they don't have any fancy buttons, they just type. But you know what? They do the job, and I commend them for that. Despite being generic, at least they don't malfunction (that often). You know what? I bought a generic-keyboard to play o2jam. Do you want to know why? My old multimedia keyboard didn't have n-key support. Meaning, I couldn't press all 7 buttons at the same time. It would just say, "No, screw you, you're not really pressing 7 buttons, you just think you are. Therefore, I am better than you and will not send the computer those keystrokes." My generic keyboard, however, isn't that smart. It simply did as it was told. (Okay not really, but I like to make up things).

IV. Natural Keyboards
I like to think of them as very unnatural. For a true-to-the-definition touch typist, maybe the keyboard is natural; however, for me, someone who was influenced by computers since I was a wee little kid (I think I have a picture of toddler-me crawling around a 286 somewhere), I learned how to type by doing what felt right. It was only after I was comfortable with a keyboard that I used typing programs. But even then, it was only to see how fast I could type and not necessarily the "correct" hand position. So anyway, these natural keyboards annoy me as I attempt to push the letter 'b' with my right hand.

V. The Keyboard That Really Isn't There At All
I've never actually seen this one in person, nor do I know if it even exists. But I don't think I'd like this type of keyboard. I mean, have you ever tried to type without a keyboard in front of you? The physical feeling of the buttons is what aids you in moving from one letter to the next right? Try just typing on your desk in front of you. At first you think you're doing fine, but I don't think that it would be as easy if you were actually trying to type something. Who knows, this keyboard could be ultra-sweet! It sure does look like it. But looks are deceiving, because IBM keyboards look old, but despite this, they're really cool.

Speaking of imaginary things... how about them hand-brakes in a car. You know, those things you pull to keep your car from rolling downhill? Aren't they also called emergency brakes? e-brakes, hand-brakes, park-breaks, etc... Anyway, I think they are mislabeled. It's a cause-and-effect misnomer actually. You see, emergency gives rise to panic. I think these brakes should be called panic brakes. Why, you ask? Have you ever driven off with the parking brake on? There are only two possible reactions when you do this:
Hmm, my car is acting oddly today. It accelerates just a little slower than normal.
or
What's that smell?
There is never the realization that, Oh my word, my parking brake is on! Because you *don't notice its effect at all*. Maybe it can be labeled correctly as a parking brake since you do put it on when you park. HOWEVER. It should not be called an emergency brake. Emergency brake implies that you should use it in emergencies - you know, when your normal brakes fail. That would be all and dandy IF IT WORKED. But you see, it doesn't work. I don't know why, maybe I've ridden in only old beat up cars, but I'm sure you've had experiences similar to what I'm saying.
My ride and I were in the his car and his brakes have been acting up so he decided to test out the e-brake as we were parking in front of the house. Alright, let's do this. *pull* .............. "Dude I think I just sped up when I put that brake on."
This is why emergency brakes should be renamed to panic brakes. In the event of an emergency, you reach for your emergency brake. But you fail to remember that it is no longer an emergency brake. The moment you pull that "e-brake" you realize your mistake. You just pulled the panic brake. Time to panic: it didn't slow you down.

Here's to hoping your e-brake is truly a brake for emergencies. Enjoy life!

this is unfair

I don't know six people that well on blogger, not to mention, I don't even think six people read my blog. But oh well, this post will only be the game, I haven't come up with anything worth typing yet for a normal post:

Rules of the game:

Each player of this game starts off with ten weird things or habits or little known facts about yourself. People who get tagged must write in a blog of their own ten weird things or habits or little known facts, as well as state this rule clearly. At the end you must choose six people to be tagged and list their names. No tag backs!

1. I don't watch TV. I personally don't find this weird, but some others do apparently.
2. I have a weakness for speakers. In the past few months there have been amazing deals on tech stuff: plenty of low latency 2 x 1GB RAM for under $100, 400GB+ SATA HDDs for under $100, Nintendo DS for ~$100; but I said no, I will be strong and I will not waste money. But then these speakers came on sale... retail $100, after sales and rebates ~$30... so I bought them.
3. I look forward to school. (But then when school actually starts, most of my classes end up being not as cool as I had anticipated)
4. I haven't seen a movie at a theater in about 3 months.
5. I can't refuse someone asking for help (though I need to learn how).
6. I take a stance against drama. Therefore, my personality is set up to avoid conflict. I avoid being an enemy at all costs, it's the best solution to be free of drama.
7. I want a badass looking trench coat... and a mask... nevermind. I think it'd be cool to run around and dress up like this: Picture 1 / Picture 2
   I guess the weird thing is that I could probably pull it off if I wasn't such a lamer.
8. I get the urge to jump off of things a lot. Maybe I've seen too many free-running videos
9. Most dogs make me nervous. To me, they seem a little unpredictable. Also, you don't know when they're going to lick you. And that whole licking thing is a no no for me. I have no idea what else that dog has gotten in his mouth. I mean come on, they smell each other's butts - who knows what happens with their mouth.
10. Sometimes I shake uncontrollably. It's not a huge flail thing. But it's a constant shudder - I think it happens because I'm nervous, but sometimes there's nothing that I need to be nervous about. I also thing that being in an awkward physical position triggers it too. This one time I was at a restaurant and the table was a little high. And while eating I started shaking and it was annoying. So I had to sit back to eat to stop from shaking. I don't really know when it started, which bothers me as well.
    

That's what you get for making me post so soon. Crappy quirks. But, anyway, now that that's done... time to choose six... Why's it gotta be six people anyway? Is this some kind of remnant of the Pokemon days? You know, only getting 6 Pokeballs? I choose you.... six!

• Rainy
• Nienners
• Xian
• Polarpuff
• ... who else has read this blog
• I guess I will have to go into battle with only 4 pokemans.