Archive for December 27th, 2007
3 items.
The Red Ring. But not just any red ring, the xbox 360 red ring of death!
That is Chad. Chad is sad. Why, you ask is Chad sad? Well Jimmy, see those red lights on that 360? Do you know what that means? No? Well you should by now, it’s all over the internets. Has been for going on two years now. This is the xbox red ring of death.
Poor Chad is on his second xbox that just red ringed a week ago. I gave him that picture and left him with this note, “I am sorry for your recent loss. Here is a picture that I imagine is 100% true and not doctored in any form of shop that edits photos, in what happened when your loss occured.” Let’s face it, a red ring is kind of like a death in the family isn’t it?
The cause of the red ring has been under scrutiny for some time now but the fact of the matter is, when (a matter of when, not if) it happens, it sucks. You are usually left without a 360 for about two weeks. This would be slightly more acceptable if this were his first xbox. Now, I understand some people are on xbox number 4 and 5, but when you receive a brand new (see: refurbished) xbox 360 a year and a half after release, you tend to expect the bugs to be worked out.
Now, as everyone no doubt already knows, MS has finally sucked it up and “admitted” a fault on their behalf with their extensions of all warranties to three years. Don’t get me wrong, I love my xbox. After my skin eye of the original, the 360 won my heart over. Well, that and the fact that the competition isn’t quite up to snuff yet. I only mention ps3 there because the Wii is in a league of it’s own. Nightly games of Gears of War and Call of Duty 4 dance in my head as I dream.
In one respect I envy him… That bastard will get a new xbox… equipped with an HDMI port… and for that I hate him. Also, does anyone else find it intresting that a red ring signifies a problem on the 360 and a blue screen signifies a problem in windows? What’s next?
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After having a rough week, month, YEAR; I decided to just have some warm, soothing tea to accompany my sad, cold soul. I heart tea.
I scrummage through our cabinet (not just any cabinet, a METAL cabinet), and lo and behold, COFFEE. I thought, “Coffee sounds really good right now.” With a huge grin on my face, I take the box off the shelf.
The label reads CAPPUCINO, but the rest of the box is in Chinese. The foreign Chinese characters should’ve been my first sign to stick to my tea. (I only know the basics; apparently I flunked out of Chinese school due to my tardiness; totally due to my family’s lateness, not me!). But, I’m Asian, so crazy lines and shapes don’t scare me!
My mom and sister are coffee lovers. But, my mom is hardcore. She pretty much drinks it straight up with very little sugar; but sometimes, her sweet tooth gets the best of her and she mixes in some condense milk or milk/sugar or cream/sugar. Excitedly, I get the water going on the stove, I grab my cup, spoon and marshmallow (yes, marshies are for chocolate milk, but I don’t care! Not today anyways!).
Now, my second warning should’ve been the realization that this is INSTANT ‘Cappucino’ mix.
Any of you know any good, delicious instant coffee mixes!? I do! There’s so many that’s it’s ridiculous! Is it good for you? Probably not, but it doesn’t matter! It’s coffee!!
The water is boiling hot by now, so I shut off the fire, pour half a cup of water into my cup, take out a package mix, rip it open and pour the contents in. I watched as the contents slowly melt and dissolve until it reaches its desired equilibrium. Mmm, coffee. Fresh (pretend fresh) coffee. I pour in the rest of the water and begin to stir the mix. I tasted the coffee, and it’s kind of bland. “Do I need to put other stuff in it?,” I wonder.
Stir, stir, stir, stir, stir, stir, sip, stir stir stirstirstir sip. Hmmm, this tastes o-k. Coffee drinkers, you know you have to sniff your ‘fresh’ brewed coffee because hot coffee smells good!! There’s just something comforting about hot coffee.
I tilt my head down and sniff, sip. Sip, sniff. “Hmmmm, what’s that weird smell.” Sip, sniff, sniff sniff. “There, that weird smell again; it smells familiar.” Sniff sniff sniff sniiiiiiifff, sniff sniff. sniff.
“GROSS!!!!!!!”
I toss the coffee down the drain and made myself a Folger’s instant coffee with condensed milk and marshmallow.
Can you guess what it smelled like??
PEE. Not just any pee. Not the kind where you drank so much coffee that your pee smells like coffee. Not the kind from your pet hamster because you’re too lazy to clean the cage. It smells like the kind where you walk passed a homeless person and you can’t help but smell the urine on him because the stench somehow creeps through your nostrils and fills your nasal cavity even though you hold your breathe.
So there you have it folks. I drank pee coffee.
School, for many, will take up, waste, and educate us for most of our lives. But, who really learns anything from school? Most of us tune out what happens from K-12 and even in college. Why? Mainly because their teachings come from textbooks. We grimace at the words of ‘homework’ or ‘read chapter 5′; mainly because we picture this large textbook suffocating our lives.
As you know, textbook language is like a secret code. You have to actually think to process what you just read. See? You had to reread that sentence, right? When you decipher this code, you feel an enlightenment has come over you. Like a, “Hallelujah” moment.
Well, I’m here to bring you more “Hallelujah” moments; moments of ‘never heard before’, moments of pure reminders, moments of ‘holy no way!’, and just pure moments about life and everything in it. Because, we all deserve more “Hallelujah” moments even if we are dumb as a door knob or sheltered like a caged hamster.
Hallelujah moment #1: Five reasons why you shouldn’t bully others.
5) You have to deal with ‘authorities’
4) A voodoo doll of you exists–which explains all that pain in your groin
3) The bullied will end up being your boss and they’ll make you pay then!
2) Karma is a bitch.
1) Columbine/Virginia Tech #22910 will happen
No matter how much fun we think it is, in the end, you’ll pay a price. Like idiots, you all wish to only reach #5 and never #1; but it never works out in your favor, does it?
Moments Poem #1
Sad
bully of mine;
you died
but,
no one cried.