Saturday, April 30, 2005

Me?!?!


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This is what happens when you take random pictures at 3 in the morning. I hope you are not too offended and on that some note turned on by these pictures. Either way, that would not be good. Depending on whether or not I get I any good feedback, or any feedback at all, I will post more pictures at some random time in the future for your viewing pleausre or displeasure. Whichever you prefer.

It is times like these....

Have you ever taken something for granted and realised that it was in fact something important, but only after the fact. No? Well, are you sure? Come on. Oh well, I tried.

So many things happen with out our knowing, so many things happen with out us understanding them. And yet, we are the ones in charge of this planet. That doesn't give me much hope or good fortune for that matter.

Some Hypothetical reflections:
Is it wrong to wallow in self pity?
Is it wrong to do things that weren't supposed to be done?
Is it right to do things that weren't meant to be followed through?
Is it okay to pass judgement after the fact?

Everything is labeled. Look at your monitor, your pc, your tv, your clothes, the food you eat. Everything is labeled. Is that the way things are supposed to be? Why? Well you make a valid argument, but I just don't agree with you. No, I am not being stubborn. No, you shut up. That is it! (-----) . There that is taken care off, now to dispose of the body.

Well that is all I have to say about that.

Through early morning fog I see

visions of the things to be

the pains that are withheld for me

I realize and I can see...

[REFRAIN]:

that suicide is painless

It brings on many changes

and I can take or leave it if I please.

I try to find a way to make

all our little joys relate

without that ever-present hate

but now I know that it's too late, and...

[REFRAIN]

The game of life is hard to play

I'm gonna lose it anyway

The losing card I'll someday lay

so this is all I have to say.

[REFRAIN]

The only way to win is cheat

And lay it down before I'm beat

and to another give my seat

for that's the only painless feat.

[REFRAIN]

The sword of time will pierce our skins

It doesn't hurt when it begins

But as it works its way on in

The pain grows stronger...watch it grin, but...

[REFRAIN]

A brave man once requested me

to answer questions that are key

is it to be or not to be

and I replied 'oh why ask me?'

[REFRAIN]

'Cause suicide is painless

it brings on many changes

and I can take or leave it if I please.

...and you can do the same thing if you please.

Funny huh? That is what I though too. Until I realized that it wasn't funny. It is actually very sad.

"How goes it"
"Like a bat out of hell?"

You can't make stuff like that up. Well I am sure you could, but why bother. I mean you would have to have way too much free time, you loser.

By the by, I finally got SuSE Linux Professional 9.3 Installed and I am pleased with it. I know no one who reads this probably uses Linux, but I don't care.

By the By the by, was any else disappointed by the series finale of JAG? I mean it was great that it ended the way it did, but it still left open the all important question that we have been dying to learn for the past few years. Anyway, I digress.

By the By the By the by, would some one please post a comment? YOU DON'T HAVE TO BE MEMBER TO POST A COMMENT. SO POST DAMNIT!!

Thursday, April 28, 2005

This is something I have a strong belief in

This may sound stupid or funny but you may be directly or inderectly affected by this; ALL Internet Users, anyone in the open source community, or any one who just uses a computer in general.

And NO, this won't just apply to European websites and software, because the Internet is global and so is software for the most part. Not to mention that other countries and groups are merely waiting for this to come to action so they can follow suit.

Take action, NOW!

The below three messages are in essense the song for this post, so there you happy? Well you'd better be damnit.

Mah Na

Posted by Hello

What more can I say - Snowth - Mah Na - Snowth

Posted by Hello

Just for the sake of sake

Mahna Mahna

Do doo be-do-do

Mahna Mahna

Do do-do do

Mahna Mahna

Do doo be-do-do be-do-do be-do-do be-do-do-doodle do do do-doo do!

Wednesday, April 27, 2005

The Irony of it all

Now that is something I totally understand. After everything, I find that all I did was in waste. There was no reason to do it.

NONE!! HA.

Anyway, they say that nothing is a waste of time if someone gets some use out of it.

Who said it? How should I know, I probably just made it up. You know you should stop asking these questions if you don't want to me to give these stupid answers.

Anyway, it seems that I am finally going to get some sleep tonight. YAY!!

Now it's time to say good night
Good night Sleep tight
Now the sun turns out his light
Good night Sleep tight
Dream sweet dreams for me
Dream sweet dreams for you.

Close your eyes and I'll close mine
Good night Sleep tight
Now the moon begins to shine
Good night Sleep tight
Dream sweet dreams for me
Dream sweet dreams for you.

Close your eyes and I'll close mine
Good night Sleep tight
Now the sun turns out his light
Good night Sleep tight
Dream sweet dreams for me
Dream sweet dreams for you.

Good night Good night Everybody
Everybody everywhere
Good night.

Just can't sleep

Ever have one of those weeks? Can't sleep well. Just want to take a bunch of sleeping pills or something?

No? Well screw you!

I on the other hand have been off with my sleep cycle for about 2 weeks now maybe longer, it is an on and off thing. Isn't it weird how these things go.

Anyway, you would be surprised how much missed work and reading you can catch up on if you don't sleep. It is quite amazing.

I dunno, I think I am just too tired, but too awake to do anything constructive, besides amuse all of you. That is why I am here. I am doing this for you, believe it or not.

Just look at all those hungry mouths we have to feed
Take a look at all the suffering we breed
So many lonely faces scattered all around
Searching for what they need

Is this the world we created?
What did we do it for?
Is this the world we invaded
Against the law?
So it seems in the end
Is this what we're all living for today?
The world that we created

You know that every day a helpless child is born
Who needs some loving care inside a happy home
Somewhere a wealthy man is sitting on his throne
Waiting for life to go by

Is this the world we created?
We made it on our own
Is this the world we devastated
Right to the bone?
If there's a God in the sky looking down
What can he think of what we've done
To the world that He created?

Tuesday, April 26, 2005

Quick Reminder!?!?

I have edited a post or two and included links in all of the titles now.
They are very funny. Believe me. I know, I am dumb.
Well that is too say most of the links have nothing to do with the posts.
And don't worry, all links are safe for work, or should be.
I find no fault with them.

Why don't we rememeber things until it is too late?

Anyway, I only ask, but I just did. But I always do. I just can't remember things. I think television is too blame. 40 hours a week might be too much. Oh well, like I am ever going to change. Anyway

The only thing is it is always the important things we forget, and the unimportant we rememember.


WHY?

Perhaps our Priorities are out of line. Has society given us the wrong idea? The wrong state of mind? The wrong knowledge?

I dunno! Why the hell would you expect me to answer my own rhetorical question.

Just keep doing what you're doing, I say, just keep doing what your doing. I know I just said that. Okay then don't repeat it. Fine, I won't

She may be the face I can't forget
A trace of pleasure or regret
May be my treasure or the price I have to pay
She may be the song that summer sings
May be the children autumn brings
May be a hundred different things
Within the measure of a day

She may be the beauty or the beast
May be the famine or the feast
May turn each day into a Heaven or a Hell
She may be the mirror of my dream
A smile reflected in a stream
She may not be what she may seem
Inside her shell

She, who always seems so happy in a crowd
Whose eyes can be so private and so proud
No one's allowed to see them when they cry
She may be the love that cannot hope to last
May come to leap from shadows of the past
That I'll remember 'till the day I die

She may be the reason I survive
The why and wherefore I'm alive
The one I'll care for through the rough and ready years

Me, I'll take the laughter and her tears
And make them all my souvenirs
For where she goes I've got to be
The meaning of my life is
She, She
Oh, She

Monday, April 25, 2005

Okay now boys and girls

I have now opened up this thing to allow for non users to post comments and such. Have fun and don't bother to be nice. I take all criticism, just make sure you can take it back. Anyway, that is all. By the by, am I even remotely annoying?

Jojo was a man who thought he was a loner
But he knew it wouldn’t last.
Jojo left his home in tucson, arizona
For some california grass.
Get back, get back.
Get back to where you once belonged
Get back, get back.
Get back to where you once belonged.
Get back jojo. go home
Get back, get back.
Back to where you once belonged
Get back, get back.
Back to where you once belonged.
Get back jo.

Sweet loretta martin thought she was a woman
But she was another man
All the girls around her say she’s got it coming
But she gets it while she can
Get back, get back.
Get back to where you once belonged
Get back, get back.
Get back to where you once belonged.
Get back loretta. go home
Get back, get back.
Get back to where you once belonged
Get back, get back.
Get back to where you once belonged.
Get back loretta
Your mother’s waiting for you
Wearing her high-heel shoes
And her low-neck sweater
Get on home loretta
Get back, get back.
Get back to where you once belonged.

WWWHHHAAAAAAATTT?????

Here's to Yesterday

Sorry I had to take that.

Anyway, it makes sense. Dwell in the past and live there if need be. The past is a sanctuary of hope, but it can also be a sanctuary of misgivings and fear and disgust, etc., etc., etc. Anyway, I like the thought. Just remember to learn from what you have done or else you become an ass stuck in your ways. (If you know what I mean). Alas, I have nothing left to say!?


"How can I prove we're live? Penis!."



Ground control to Major Tom Ground control to Major Tom:
Take your protein pills and put your helmet on
Ground control to Major Tom: Commencing countdown engine's on
Check ig-nition and may God's love be with you

This is ground control to Major Tom, you've really made the grade!
And the papers want to know whose shirts you wear,
Now it's time to leave the capsule if you dare

This is Major Tom to ground con-trol, I'm stepping through the door
And I'm floating in the most peculiar way
And the stars look very difeerent today

For here am I sitting in a tin can, far above the world
Planet Earth is blue and there's nothing I can do

BRIDGE

Though I'm passed one hundred thousand miles, I'm feeling very still
And I think my spaceship knows which way to go,
tell my wife I love her very much she knows

Ground control to Major Tom:
Your circuit's dead, there's something wong.
Can you hear me Major Tom?
Can you hear me Major Tom?
Can you hear me Major Tom? Can you ...

Here am I floating round my tin can, far above the moon
Planet Earth is blue and there's nothing I can do
What does this have to do with anything? I dunno. I really don't know. HA! HA! HA! HA!

Okay

Well I dunno, my bitterness has disappeared for now. Maybe I am bipolar, maybe I am suffering a form of depression or maybe I am just an idiot. Who knows. Anyway, today was all right. I got accomplished what I wanted to get accomplished and I feel a lot better about the rest of this week. I guess sometimes things do work out. Who knows. Just remember that you'll never get the respect you deserve until you die or become famous. Though usually only the former. I mean does any one really care about the famous?

“If you do things right, people won't be sure you've doneanything at all.” - God on Futurama

Sound familiar. No? Come on? Okay fine. Anyway, this is a good thing, because it is very very true. Believe me I know of what it is I speak. Or do I?

Off to do something, maybe? Who knows nothing of importance I know that much! :-)

Friday, April 22, 2005

What?!?!?

Okay, It Seems that I wasn't too clear. It seems that no one understands what I am talking about. So now I am changing the business of this blog. I am gonna talk about pretty much nothing. I will vent and fume and etc, bla, bla, bla. I mean honestly you guys just don't care do you? I could be dead for all you know and you would have no problem with that all.

What do I care. I am just going to talk about stuff, and things. I should not need to be more specific. Being a vengful pain in the ass isn't me. What do I care.

Anyway. Tomorrow, and probably everyday hence, I will just talk about whatever it is I want to to talk about. Whether or not any cares or even bothers to look.

That is all for today. Nice and short.

Thursday, April 21, 2005

WHAT NOW?

Be forwarned, the views expressed in this email are not necessarily: spelled correctly, fully thought out, grammatically correct, or even understandable. Also only take seriously the sentences you deem to be worth knowing. Also the views expressed here are not necessarily those of you, or thier creator (me), whether or not I actually wrote them. Basically this is meant to be a non literal trip down the street of disillusionment, disappointment, and disgust, for you, me and whatever else this turns into. Also everything I write probably also does/doesn't apply to me as well. There I said it, you happy? And just rememeber you don't have to read this, I am in no way making you read this, and you can if you want to delete it right now.

I can say no more, but after much badgering and complaints I have decided to create a damn blog within which I will catalog these messages, though what I told the people who complained was I would just do the blog thing, instead I will simultaneously post to my blog and then email everyone on the list. I think that is the stupidest way to do it. By the by, let me explain something, my standards are no longer what they used to be. I have become a devout realist and realise how bad everything really is. So now I will just complain about it in my own special way. I have given up hope on everything and I have been disillusioned. I have learned nothing matters, and all is lost.


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The above came from an email I wrote to someone after their reply from my orignial message.
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Now we get to the point where I talk about more plop.

I don't know, I think my biggest problem is this is not what I had expected it to be. This IS NOT RIGHT. THIS IS JUST PLAIN WRONG!
Anyway, I am sure others have the same feeling, or at least have though similar things. What do I know. I don't know anything and that is just the thing. NOTHING, not a damn thing. I am nothing more than a peon, but so are THEY, those bastards. Let me tell you something, what place do they have to tell me or anyone anything? WHAT RIGHT IS IT THAT THEY HAVE THAY i DO NOT?

....calm down....gotta calm down....all is well....all is good.....okay.......

NOW! Why are we indoctrinated from birth to believe things that are false, given hope, or religion, or other things like that. Sure some of YOU might think that these things exist, but they don't. THIS IS IT, THIS IS ALL, THAT IS EVERYTHING. there i said it. you happy? Does it bother, scare, or hurt you? TOUGH TOUGH TOUGH. GET OVER IT. Now if you are like me, you realise that this is it then and this is all and with that you have no problems.

This is all I have to say right now...more will come be sure of that, and oh yes, this time I use multiple paragraphs, now stop complaining about it. REMEMBER YOU DIDN"T HAVE TO READ THIS!.

Wednesday, April 20, 2005

First Message


Be forwarned, the views expressed in this email are not necessarily: spelled correctly, fully thought out, grammatically correct, or even understandable. Also only take seriously the sentences you deem to be worth knowing. Also the views expressed here are not necessarily those of you, or thier creator (me), whether or not I actually wrote them. Basically this is meant to be a non literal trip down the street of disillusionment, disappointment, and disgust, for you, me and whatever else this turns into. Also everything I write probably also does/doesn't apply to me as well. There I said it, you happy? And just rememeber you don't have to read this, I am in no way making you read this, and you can if you want to delete it right now.
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Hello All,
Now you may be wondering, why the hell did Ben just send me an email? Well let me answer. I was bored one day and have decided that every few days I will send everyone an email, whether or not you want me to. Most of you people are on my contact list for one reason or another and so you are my targets, victims, peons, etc., etc., ..... Anyway, now that I have lost your attention, if you were on my contact list and did not get this email, then you are just not important or you are I am not really sure. Basically I want to do something similar to someone else on this contact list, but instead continue it. I am going to be talking mostly about what is on my mind, so pretty much nothing interjected with pointless drivle and all the good stuff removed, because you don't need to know about that. Today's crap is mostly about some stuff I have seen recently. Now has anyone ever taken the time to consider the real meaning of things, as opposed to taking them for face value? Well why the hell have you been wasting your time? You stupid bastard. If television and movies have taught me anything, and they have, It is that nothing has a deeper meaning anymore. Everything is taken at face value and past that it is all pointless conjecture. Take for example, well I don't have one, but I am sure my drabble is in some sense meaningless. Further, I ask of you to question your place. I won't tell you what I mean by that because you should just know. Remember this in coming up with your thoughs, nothing happens that happens, unless the thoughts are yours. So have you decided yet, well let me tell you, IT DOESN'T MATTER. YOU are not worth what you think you are. YOU are worthless by comparison. YOU mean nothing to no one. YOU are one person of literally BILLIONS. SO IT DOES NOT MATTER. If it all ended tomorrow, would it make any difference? No, probably not in the slightest. At this point the paper is being saved as a draft and will be contined in a few hours so the tone may or may not change. Back. Okay, well I just got done with class and ate some lunch so I am little bit more agreeable at this moment. In Hindsight some of my previous comments were cold and bitter, but tough, I may or may not have meant them. Anyway, continuing, it has come to my attention in general practice that no one really takes the time to right some things out in chat rooms and using IM prorgrams. Why IS THAT? IS it so DAMN hard to type a complete coherent. Obviously it is, as I did forget the word sentence in the last sentence, however that was done on purpose for the sake of emphasis. I do that a lot you see, attempt to cloak my messages with humour, metaphor and other tools of the English language. Don't ask me why. IT IS JUST THE WAY THINGS ARE! Remember EVERY GOD DAMNED THING should be taken at face value and no deeper, because that, ladies and gentleman, boy and girls, is the way the WORLD works. By the by, you may have noticed I like to CAPATALIZE certain words and I am doing this for no partiicular reason, that and emphasis. Okay, that is it. Or is it? By the by, by the by is something I say in place of by the way or also. ALSO: 1) Send a replies to me only if there is one thing people hate more than mass mailings it is more mass mailings. 2) If there is anyone else you want me to include in my mailing list just send me their email address and all will be well.

Keeper of the filth; Porvayer of Stupidity; Emporer of the Flying Zebra Haven of Warbenekar;
Ben Warriner
=By the By: Should anyone want a GMAIL accout, or knows any person alive or dead, animal alive or dead, object real or imaginary,nreligous symbol/deity/mesiah-like-figure or any bull plop in that field, or any thing which man has yet to think of and they have a valid email address, I will be more than happy to send an invitation their way.=
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America believes in education: the average professor earns more money in a year than a professional athlete earns in a whole week.
Evan Esar
American Humorist (1899 - 1995)

I don't have a clue

I'm so very tired. It's almost all the time now.