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04-27-05
Wednesday, April 27, 2005

ARRRGGHH!!!

You know it's frustrating when I "argh". In the late half of 2004, the Canadian dollar rose sharply against foreign currencies. This reflected not only the declining value of the US dollar, but also a confidence abroad in Canada's economic stability and viability. Of course, all the Captain Complainy-Pants in the financial sector could do was lament that the loonie was rising too fast, decreasing their profits from exports. They bitched and whined and insisted that the Bank of Canada raise interest rates in response, which the Bank didn't.

So yesterday the federal Liberals announced their partnership with the NDP, in which the NDP will support the budget as long as it does not include the planned corporate tax breaks. So when the dollar declines a quarter of a cent in response, of course you'll find financial news agencies fearfully reporting this major loss of confidence in our currency. Make up your mind, I say! Or simply accept that currencies and stock prices will fluctuate if Alan Greenspan is seen scratching his nads in the park.

04-26-05
Tuesday, April 26, 2005

This is hawt. Hawt like suns.

04-24-05
Sunday, April 24, 2005

So let it be known to one and all that there shall be a party at the home of Iain and myself on Friday, April 29th. All are invited. That means you.

That also means I'll have to associate with certain people I'd rather not. People I'd sooner send my boot up their ass before politely acknowledging their presence, let alone have them as guests in my home. Oh well, too bad, that's what happens when you share a residence, I suppose. I'm just picturing all the wonderful ways it will explode in a shower of flames that will make Mount St. Helens look like a sparkler. How will it go down? Only time will tell...

04-23-05
Saturday, April 23, 2005

I'm at the office on a weekend. Mostly just because I was downtown and wanted/needed to use the internet for a bit.

On my way here I passed the Vancouver Art Gallery: known to local residents as the 24 hour a day, 7 day a week, random protester haven. As I surveyed the people I noticed that it was an anti-US-war rally. Things were just starting up, and for a minute I thought about joining in. Then I saw the group of people with the flag. A brand-new, big, colourful American flag. Given the crowd at hand, I doubt very much that its fate was to be waved enthusiastically.

So I just thought I'd say how much it pisses me off to see people burn flags. There isn't a single nation in the world that deserves to have its flag burned, not a one. A flag is a symbol of someone's country, and all the people within it. I have a lot of friends in the United States, and most of them don't agree with what their government is doing right now. They don't deserve to have their flag burned; that's saying there's nothing at all about a country worth saving. I don't even believe that about The People's Republic of China. And seeing Canada's flag burned? That just makes me want to punch someone in the nads... repeatedly.

Flag burners: yet another group of fucking idiots that give all liberals a bad name.

04-21-05
Thursday, April 21, 2005

This is for you. You know who you are. For everyone else, I hope it is simple enjoyment.

04-17-05
Sunday, April 17, 2005

"Never frown, someone may be falling in love with your smile."

I'd almost forgotten how much a real smile was worth to me. Its a nice break from being bitter and cynical. I think I might stay here a while...

50 geek points and a cookie to the first person to tell me whom the poem in the previous post is about. Shar is exempt, 'cause she already knows.

04-13-05
Wednesday, April 13, 2005

An Entirely Unfair Poem

Your name was on our lips
every chance we had to sound it.
Every time you spoke we cheered;
Laughs and tears abounded.

We thought you could unseat him.
We thought you could dethrone him.
You'd help our side defeat him;
make his own mother disown him.

But you lost the fight.... You LOST.
Despite your words, despite your fame.
It's all your fault; you let us down.
You're convenient to blame.

They whittled down your facts
and blew holes in your foundation.
They exploited all your cracks:
God bless the stupid nation.

You've ceased to be our hero.
You're but a man among the men.
Our faith is crushed to nothing.
Will we ever trust you again?

- Jesse Schooff
4/13/05

04-12-05
Tuesday, April 12, 2005

Another reason why I'm I'm afraid of Americans.

04-09-05
Saturday, April 09, 2005

It's about bloody time.

I work at a job where we're dependant on e-mail to run our business. I also run a few websites so my e-mail address is published on web pages. I get a LOT of spam. So you can imagine my jubilation when I saw that a Virginia judge had scentenced a North Carolinian man to nine years in prison for spamming. The man used 16 high-speed lines to pump out 10 million spam e-mails a day peddling sex-related junk. Jeremy Jaynes, the spammer, may still be able to get off on appeal, but he says regardless of the outcome, he won't be spamming again.

Darn right you won't, be-atch. Spammers beware: You're next.

04-08-05
Friday, April 08, 2005

...And so Jesse said unto the world, "You guys suck!" And some of the world cheered unto Jesse and bowed to his wisdom. While others shouted back, "Oh yeah? Well... uh... uh... you suck too!" And so it was that all in attendance became aware of the concept known as difference of opinion. So Jesse said onto those who hated his guts, "Yea, I say onto thee verily: If thou likest not what I have to say, then listen not, and my words shall not avail thee!" And those who hated Jesse's guts said, "Nay, we'd rather throw stones at you! At least until Survivor is on..." But the supporters of Jesse were rallied and started a forums brawl with those who hated Jesse's guts, and this allowed Jesse to sneak away while no one was looking.

So posted Jesse on his website that known as the Rantifesto: the big daddy of all rants. Those who liked Jesse's words read what Jesse had to say, and they laughed and agreed heartily. Those who hated Jesse's guts also read, even though they didn't have to. And lo, when they had finished reading the Rantifesto there was much wailing and gnashing of teeth. But Jesse said simply on to them: "I told you not to read it, you stupid douche-bags! It's your own damn fault, so don't come bitching to me about it!"

And yes, it was good.

04-07-05
Thursday, April 07, 2005

Where do I even start?

Work has been ridiculously busy for the past few weeks. It's been non-stop filings. I've stayed late several days now, slept horribly. I'm painfully starved for female attention. Everything that makes me a human being has been eroded away to thin structure supported by caffeine, sugar and adrenaline. I need a vacation to a tropical island with beautiful, scantily-clad women who will wait on me hand and foot.

I probably don't have to explain at this point why I haven't posted in a week.

04-01-05
Friday, April 01, 2005

APRIL FOOL'S... is now over. See my devious trick here. It did fool at least one person, who shall mercilessly remain nameless.

Har har har...

In other news, Google enters into the soft drink business.

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