Colo. teacher kicks student over GOP shirt

Oh, come on. First of all, kicking a perfect stranger because they have differing political views is childish. Secondly, suing the college because a teacher kicked you (and off campus at that) is just plain stupid. Grow up, the both of yous.

...or are rappers really demanding? They're always telling us to get low or lean back or drop it like it's hot. Well, what if I don't want to? What then, mister I have gold teeth and are therefore better than you?

There is this very busy intersection near the place I work that is undergoing some construction. One of the roads went from a four lane to a two lane, which is causing some confusion amongst drivers who completely lack observational skills. For some reason, some people don't seem to realize that since the road only has two lanes, then it follows that the lanes must travel in different directions; thus, there is always the occasional idiot who ends up on the wrong side of the road, blocking cars from entering the right way. This wouldn't be so puzzling if the closed lanes hadn't been dug up and now covered with grass for a good few feet. It's pretty obvious that no one's going to be travelling down those lanes. I have included a crudely constructed graphic to explain what I mean:

So, as most of you Fiona fans know by now, Sony decided to shelve the album she's been working on, Extraordinary Machine, because they can't find a single. I think this is a terrible move. I don't see the need to find a single when Fiona already has a large, devoted fanbase. You probably also already know that a couple of the tracks have been leaked (the title track and one called Better Version of Me). You can download the former here. I've already downloaded them both. They're different, and I can kind of see why that kind of sound wouldn't get airplay. But I like it (particularly BVOM) and so do a lot of other people. So in conclusion, Sony needs to get their act together and give Fiona's fans what they want.

I am likely to miss the main event
If I stop to cry and complain again
So I will keep a deliberate pace
Let the damn breeze dry my face

retroCRUSH's 100 scariest movie scenes. My faves:

19. Willy Wonka's boatride to hell: I always hated this part of the movie, especially the part where the centipede thing is crawling around the woman's mouth. WTF?

45. Poltergeist: I was a huge scaredy-cat as a kid, so when my friend decided to watch this movie when I slept over her house one night, I kept my eyes diverted from the screen the whole time. That is, until she said, "Hey, look," at this particular scene and I stupidly listened. I was literally haunted by this image for the next few years of my life.

52. The Ring: Okay, I admit, as horror films go, this one ranks pretty low on the scare factor. But I'm a veritable lightweight, and thus was freaked out for the whole following week after watching this movie, largely due to the scene from the link. [And no, I did not click on the link to see the screenshot. I do want to sleep tonight]

I apologize for:

1. Completely abandoning this blog.
2. Bringing it back and not posting.

However, since no one is reading this, I feel slightly less guilty. The reality is that though I have great hopes for this site, I have neither the skills nor the motivation to do anything with it. Perhaps I'm too self-absorbed to post about anything not relating to me, or maybe it's just that I haven't found the net too inspiring lately. Anyhoo, I will try to make a better effort to find blog fodder for all...none of you.

Okay, I haven't been blogging much at all, but I've been uninspired. Hand it to The Sun to bring back my spark.

via FARK:
Mozart composed a song entitled Lick Out My Asshole. He supposedly had Tourette's, but still.

Long time no see, that is, if anyone's still around. I've been hanging around at LiveJournal, simply because it was easier to update at the time. My journal is still active, but it's become quite personal so it's mostly friends only. My plans for the re-incarnation of anoraky are to keep it as impersonal as possible. No whining, no melodrama, just links and commentary. That's what a weblog should be, dammit.