Find Chaffy!

A number of Chaffys have been sent forth and it's our job to find them, photograph them and send them on their way again. A project set up by Jamie Smart, a talented artist among other things. The Chaffy website can be seen here and contains all the Chaffy related information you may need.
Other projects of note include my favorite cat Whubble whom I hope we can convince to write more of. Also if you find a Chaffy, send it to Bendigo...

In other news, I'm impatiently waiting for Borderlands to be released on PC but it's taking it's dear sweet time. If you've not heard of it then go look it up and find the Claptrap episodes for a laugh.

Cause t'was cheap

Dropped into a garage sale today for a look. There was mostly crap that should be thrown out instead of sold but as I was the only one there I felt bad about walking out so I started looking through a box of books. They told me that the books were 20c each but I ended up with five of them for 50c. I'll probably never read them but they will fill up my already overflowing bookshelf some more. But I felt a bit sorry for the poor people running the show. It's a bit like walking past and activating an automatic door by accident. Sometime I almost go in so I don't hurt the doors feelings before remembering that that's how the robotic uprising might start and I'm not one to mess with the space time continuum. Or am i...

I think it's high time for a gaming tip. When in doubt, blow all your cool downs/empty your magazine. Especially paladins. When in doubt, bubble hearth. If emptying your magazines don't forget to also throw all your grenades and take cover before you kinda die. The idea behind firing off all your ammo is twofold. A: You might kill something and B: You might scare something off. Also you probably lose it all when you die. Blowing cool downs is much the same in that you might kill something or if you look scary enough you might make them hesitate. Although we both know that trying to scare some fat cheezle fueled basement nerd with shiny lights is pretty much as likely as Cataclysm being the last expansion.

That reminded me of this, which I saw awhile ago. Sometimes I wish it was true, but there are probably about 500 of those dudes and then just us and facebook. Also, most of WoW are gold farmers just creating a market for themselves. Which probably doesn't make any sense financially but I wasn't educated in that area so leave me to my own crazy world!

Well that's quite enough time wasting on this certain task so I bid you farewell. I realise I should have written this in pirate but I couldn't be bothered anymore.

Hoons beware!

The police are getting even tougher on hoons these days. Exclusive footage of the police crushing cars for a variety of offences.



Consider yourself forewarned!

Vampires

Vampires seem to be very 'in' these days. What with Twilight and all that stuff kicking around it's no wonder that more and more people think they need to drink from their peers.
However there is a group of people who do really need blood and a separate lot who will willingly drain your blood for the former. These blood drainers are not moody and pale but are in fact the Red Cross.

My nursing friend convinced me to give donating a go so I went along and did it. It was easy to do and surprisingly comfortable. So much that I may try to get myself one of those chairs they have. If you get queasy at the sight of blood and needles then it might not be for you though. There is lots of blood, albeit contained in pipes and a small bag, and there is obviously a big needle. Said needle looks like it could take your arm off but it wasn't bad at all. It hurt less than flicking yourself in the nose. Even if you don't like blood or needles you don't have to watch, so therefore just about anyone can do it. For example...



So there you have it, stop being selfish and hogging all that delicious blood. Go forth and make an appointment or just check out the whole scene here at www.donateblood.com.au or call them on 13 14 95. Honestly it's really easy and you can make a big difference to someone life. Also you get a cool sticker, heaps of apple/orange juice and snacks at the end of it. Even if, like me, you flake out half way and wake up upside down in the chair with nurses fussing over you, you still get snacks and they still get blood. It's a win win situation.
Another benefit is having a dot on my arm where the needle went in. So now I can wear short sleeves and freak people out when they think I'm a junkie...

Go on, give them your blood. You'll only waste it from needless bleeding anyway.

New layout.

Got a new layout from the link you can see at the top left of your screen. This is the layout that was found when I searched for "cake" and "robot". I think it's fitting. Although we shall see how long it lasts before I change it.

Surprises

A few months ago I worked out this idea that if I strategically hide treats I will find them over a certain period of time. I blew a chunk of cash on chocolate and other delicious things with a generous use by date and then hid them around my room. I planned to hide them around the house but they might have been located and consumed by people that aren't me. Mostly my housemates and visitors. Therefore I had a house worth of goodies to hide in one room and ended up finding and consuming most of it within a fortnight. However I hid a few items much better than the rest and every now and them I find something and am delighted to have a snack.
This morning was one of those times. While looking for socks I found a packet of mint slices which consist of chocolaty biscuit, a layer of minty type stuff and all covered in milk chocolate. Breakfast was served! Well, not breakfast but lunch, so far.
So after what I though was a brilliant idea initially failed but then succeeded after I abandoned it. I just wish more of my schemes would have pulled through after being abandoned.

Now I'm off to make a plant press and pillage everything that happens to be native and in flower within about 1km (which I assume is the range of the average student on a sugar rush) Tallyho!
Oh, and the Germans in this book use the phrase 'Right-oh" quite a bit. Interesting as I say Righto just as much. Coincidence or common language? I blame Telstra.

That is all.

Germans are easier.

A refreshing discovery while reading The One That Got Away. In other escape or war books I have read it is from the American or British point of view. Which despite being written in English I still have to do a fair deal of translation. Translation of Imperial units to Metric units. All the measurements they use is in inches, feet or miles which means every second page has me doing some maths or estimations. This is easy enough once you remember that a mile is 1.6k, three feet are a meter and an two inches is 5cm. Measurements of volume still throw me out because I cannot for the life of me remember what an ounce or a gallon is (one gallon is four litres?).

However! This book is from the German point of view and uses metric, glorious metric! Which means everything they say makes sense and I only get confused when the British writers try and confuse me by throwing in miles every now and then. But when Von Werra says 10 meters, I damn well know it's 10 meters and now 30 feet.
The same goes for ordinance when you read about tanks and such. The British measure their weapons in pounds, a 6 pounder being a small anti tank gun. The Germans use metric for their guns like the famous Flak 88, named 88 after its gun size being 88mm.

I can cause a lot of confusion and if I remember rightly there was a problem with the international space station when parts made in a metric country were sent to fit NASA's imperial pieces. The measurement was lost in translation and the parts didn't fit. Probably expensive parts. So I wonder which is the best measurement for the world to use? Or the best currency system? or which is the best side of the road to drive on? Actually the side of the road driven on is a spin off of which hand you held a sword in back in the old days before uzi's and drive by's. The old fashioned ride by armed with sword or lance. I bet I would get arrested for hitting passing traffic with a sword... What a sad world we live in.