Monday 5 November 2007

05/11/07AM - How thinking can really mess you up.

I have a habit of thinking about things too much, and I'm a bit of a sucker for weird philosophical theories on things. Been a Matrix fan for ages, and last night I watched 23.

And its very, very weird. You can make cross overs between the two.

When looking into the 23 enigma, I realised that everything is numbers. And it something mathematics are aware of, mainly due to working with them so much. Everything is numbers, religion is all to do with numbers. Without numbers.... society cant exist. Everything you can think off will involve numbers at a very basic level.

Which gets you thinking.... computers run off numbers. The essense of computer coding is numbers. And the world we live in is seemingly constructed by numbers.

Scary aint it?

Edit: See. 23 is always there. 05 + 11 + 07 = 23.

Saturday 3 November 2007

03/11/07 - Why I want to kill Santa

So, I was walking down the market today and I realised that they have the Christmas lights on.

Yes, Christmas lights. On the third of November. Not December. November. Isnt that bad luck in some weird superstision way?

The Goverment/PR Nazis are always going on how the phrase "Christmas Lights", or "Christmas Party", and "Christmas " can't be used because it might offend people of other faiths (And we all know they actually just mean Muslims, and possibly Catholics claiming it as blasphomy). Theres about 100 people that would take offence those phrases, and they are already planning to blow us up.

What does offend people of others faiths, and people of no faith, and even people of the faith that Christmas actually belongs to, is having to see hidious floresent bells for 2 months of year. And its topped of by a stall that has Santa that plays the tune "Its a small world". Totally off tune. All day. For the past week, and I am assuming all the way until Christmas.

So I am currently seeking a hitman that is prepared to ruin Christmas for children around the globe by taking out Santa.

Friday 2 November 2007

02/11/07 - The First Obvservations of this Crazy World

I'll start off with a great fact I discovered today. 90% of cot deaths occur to those under the age of 6 months.

It brings to point one of the greatest things about statitics. Most of them are made up, and those that arent, are totally pointless. Its hardly suprising is it. How many 40 year olds sleep in a bloody cot.

That wasnt the end of it though. Oh no. Complete with that stat was a list of things that increase the chances of an infant having a cot death.

- Soft Beds
- Warm Rooms
- Mutliple Blanket Layers
- Bed Sharing

So, some words of advice for any would be parents. That nice room you just finished for your new arrival? Get rid of it, and replace it with a prison cell. Because to ensure your childs saftey, they should be cold, laying on a bed of concrete with a single sheet, all on thier own.

I'll also never quite get used to the stupidity of the paperatzi. You see, all the time, you hear about them chasing Celebs through cities desperate to get pictures, often in cars. But today, I read that Lewis Hamilton repeatedly finds himself in this situation. (If you dont know who Lewis Hamilton is.... look up this year Formula One results.) Now, I'm not an expert on the driving skills of freelance photographers, but you'd thing they would think twice about trying to keep up with the 2nd best driver in the world.

Most fitting theme music of the week: King Abdullah meets the British Prime Minster and the Queen, with the Star Wars Death March as the background. Now, I'm not one to be totally anti Saudi, I've no agenda against them, but that is just the most perfect example of irony I've seen for a while.

Final note of the day. Apparently in England, the amount of people getting branded has doubled. Branded, as in, red hot iron. Like what they use to do to pirates, and various other criminals. Now, Tatoo's I get because they at least look good for a few years until you get fat and they stretch out like a overblown baloon, but branding? Lets burn myself with a red hot poker so i get a horrid red blotch that will get infected, so you'll have to go to hospital, where-apon you'll contract MRSA and die.

And why? So you can look like a pirate. Newflash. Its much easier and less life threatening to get an eye patch.