I was talking to my mom earlier today, she was with my father at the rehab centre today. I didn't like what I heard and I have to say I'm a bit worried for him. I was worried any way because the last time I saw him he looked really sad. Not just in sad shape but sad emotionally. Yeah, in the past years since he stopped working he hasn't been the greatest husband to my mother and I haven't gotten along all that well with him since I was an older teenager, but he is still my father. He wasn't always like he has been and he hasn't done anything bad enough to deserve this. I still care about him. He was a good father.
He's not getting proper care. They are supposed to be in his room to check on him every 2 hours. My mother was there several hours today and someone was only there to bring him lunch. They have him in a Depends because of his bladder control problem. Well that and the fact that he can't get out of the bed on his own. It went unchanged and unchecked until my mother said something to the charge nurse and regrettably that was after he had a bowel movement in it. According to my mother, when they changed it, it was saturated. Now I know you can't leave a baby in a dirty or wet diaper, so it makes sense to me that the same goes for a 73 year old man in a Depends.
There's another thing. We are nearly positive he's being drugged in some way. I know my dad. He's been my dad for all my 33 years. My mother is telling me he's scared of the staff there. Now I do understand that realizing one's own mortality may does things to a person, but this just isn't him. He was a biker. He raced cars. He raced motorcycles. He raced boats. I wouldn't have put it past him to race planes if he had the money and pilot's licence. Same goes for anything else that could be made to go faster. In his younger days he was a bouncer at a bar. He was forced to drop out of high school because of the number of fights he found himself in then. He was always a tough, stubborn and fearless man. If personality traits are genetic, it's certainly where the tougher side of me comes from. I remember rather vividly at my high school graduation someone making a remark about where he parked his customised '56 T-bird. My dad was right in that guy's face. Trust me when I say this, hearing about him fearing anyone is a huge shock. Even in his rather disabled state, it would be more likely to hear about him beating the stuffing out of a staff member rather than fearing them.
I'm going to pay the rehab a visit. I do need some advice first. Especially if any of this continues. As much as I'd like to walk in there and crack a few skulls, I have a feeling that's probly not the best course of action. Has anyone ever had to deal with this sort of thing?
I just want him to get well and be mobile again.
Monday, March 22, 2010
Thursday, March 18, 2010
He's in a rehab centre now
Nursing home, rehab centre, he will tell you it's a jail.
It's his fault he's there. He should have taken better care of himself. He should have listened to me. He should have listened to my mom.
The doctor was at least able to figure out what is going on with his arm. It's just severe arthritis. There is a surgery they can do, but they are giving him steroids and physical therapy in an effort to avoid surgery.
If he can be up and mobile, he can come home. He's way too much for my mom to take care of if he is not mobile. He's not seeing it that way yet. Hopefully he will. Hopefully he will get good care while he is there. It looks like nice place.
We have bigger concerns now. When my mom and I went back to her place to pick up some of his things to bring back to him, there was a card on the door from a Department of children and Families Adult Protection investigator. I'm worried for my mom. Since he has been in the hospital, we have been working to get the smell out of the house. In case I never made it clear, he has had a bladder control problem for years and lives in an easy chair. He refuses to wear Depends or anything of that nature. The chair is saturated with urine, the house reeks. He also goes for months with out bathing. Making him and the house reek more. He's got what appears to be bedsores on his butt and the backs of his legs. He looks like a serious case of neglect.
My mother cleaned up after him a on regular basis. She begged, pleaded, and argued with him to wear the Depends. Same goes for getting him to bathe or even to get up and walk around or just do something other than sit in his chair and rot. She's talked to his doctor about the sores and about his bladder problem. They tried to do something about the bladder control and did nothing about the sores.
I'm going to be pissed if DCF does anything to my mom. She's done nothing wrong. She's done everything she could short of getting him hauled out of there. I don't blame her for any of this, I blame him. She tried to help him, he did nothing but fight her.
I'm going to be continuing to help her with the house so when they do come to inspect, it doesn't look so bad.
It's his fault he's there. He should have taken better care of himself. He should have listened to me. He should have listened to my mom.
The doctor was at least able to figure out what is going on with his arm. It's just severe arthritis. There is a surgery they can do, but they are giving him steroids and physical therapy in an effort to avoid surgery.
If he can be up and mobile, he can come home. He's way too much for my mom to take care of if he is not mobile. He's not seeing it that way yet. Hopefully he will. Hopefully he will get good care while he is there. It looks like nice place.
We have bigger concerns now. When my mom and I went back to her place to pick up some of his things to bring back to him, there was a card on the door from a Department of children and Families Adult Protection investigator. I'm worried for my mom. Since he has been in the hospital, we have been working to get the smell out of the house. In case I never made it clear, he has had a bladder control problem for years and lives in an easy chair. He refuses to wear Depends or anything of that nature. The chair is saturated with urine, the house reeks. He also goes for months with out bathing. Making him and the house reek more. He's got what appears to be bedsores on his butt and the backs of his legs. He looks like a serious case of neglect.
My mother cleaned up after him a on regular basis. She begged, pleaded, and argued with him to wear the Depends. Same goes for getting him to bathe or even to get up and walk around or just do something other than sit in his chair and rot. She's talked to his doctor about the sores and about his bladder problem. They tried to do something about the bladder control and did nothing about the sores.
I'm going to be pissed if DCF does anything to my mom. She's done nothing wrong. She's done everything she could short of getting him hauled out of there. I don't blame her for any of this, I blame him. She tried to help him, he did nothing but fight her.
I'm going to be continuing to help her with the house so when they do come to inspect, it doesn't look so bad.
Monday, March 15, 2010
Another update on my father
I got a lot going through my head. A few days ago I was talking to my close friend and virtual big sister, Meg, about my feeling like I need to make some level of peace with my father. He's got one foot in the grave and another on a banana. There's a rather long list of things that's wrong with him. I don't think he's going soon, but let's just say it looks pretty grim. Most anyone that has known me long enough knows I haven't gotten along with him hardly at all in my adult life. I still care about him on some level, not sure why.
One thing that was brought to my attention in talking to Meg was that I have never really done anything wrong by him. While it was a conscious effort or not, he has managed to totally alienate me from him. It should be the other way around. He's too stubborn, too full of himself, too set in his ways for that. I'm not expecting it.
I think another issue I'm contending with is not the need to make peace but the need for some level of approval. Something I really never had. My mom told me a few times that he is proud of me, but he never said it, never showed it, never seemed to care. At least not in my adult life. I was the first in either side of the family to graduate college, and graduated with honors. He actually looks down on me for it. I went back to college and twice made the National Dean's List. He told me the first time "that and a quarter will get you a phone call" I didn't bother telling him the second time. I studied at Cambridge University. He didn't seem to care at all. I did hear him telling a nurse one of the other times he was in the hospital about his son, the college professor, but he was telling it to her in a way that sounded like he wanted the recognition.
Sadly, I'd soon have his approval if I traded in those accomplishments that I'm proud of for a pretty, fast car, a case of trophies and a career as a mechanic. Then maybe I'd have his approval. That brings some questions. Would I be living for myself or living for him? Would I be happy? Do I need his approval?
I'm not my father. I'm not about living for him or living in his shadow either. I'm my own person. I'm proud of who I am. I'm happy with my life. As long as I have that, I don't require his approval. I don't require him to be proud of me. Though it would be nice, it is certainly not needed. If he can't accept me for who I am, that's his problem, not mine.
OK, so I'm glad I got that off my chest, now for something else that has been eating at me.
Like I said, for whatever reason, I still care about him. I think it has something to do with the fact that he wasn't always like this. I try to keep that in mind, keeps me from hating him totally and reminds me that part of his problem stems from things like anger and depression brought on by his deteriorating condition.
I don't think he's really getting proper care from the doctor or the hospital. Yes, part of this is his refusal of tests and procedures, but it also has to do with the doctors and the hospital itself. He's nearly constantly being told he can refuse. No one tries to encourage him in any way. Me and my mother can't be there all the time. And there's some stupid things going on too. Like they will take an X-ray of his arm and after he's all comfy back in his room decide it's not good enough and want another one. I'm not doctor, but I know it doesn't take long for X-rays to develop. Wouldn't it be smarter to keep him there until they get the picture they want?
That's just an example. They complain that he's costing the hospital too much money. They are part of the problem. They want to put him in a nursing home. Hey, I'll agree it's not a bad thing for him, but he's got problems that need to be taken care of. I think I might need to go down there and raise a little hell on his behalf.
That's enough insight into my little world for now. I would appreciate some comments on this one.
One thing that was brought to my attention in talking to Meg was that I have never really done anything wrong by him. While it was a conscious effort or not, he has managed to totally alienate me from him. It should be the other way around. He's too stubborn, too full of himself, too set in his ways for that. I'm not expecting it.
I think another issue I'm contending with is not the need to make peace but the need for some level of approval. Something I really never had. My mom told me a few times that he is proud of me, but he never said it, never showed it, never seemed to care. At least not in my adult life. I was the first in either side of the family to graduate college, and graduated with honors. He actually looks down on me for it. I went back to college and twice made the National Dean's List. He told me the first time "that and a quarter will get you a phone call" I didn't bother telling him the second time. I studied at Cambridge University. He didn't seem to care at all. I did hear him telling a nurse one of the other times he was in the hospital about his son, the college professor, but he was telling it to her in a way that sounded like he wanted the recognition.
Sadly, I'd soon have his approval if I traded in those accomplishments that I'm proud of for a pretty, fast car, a case of trophies and a career as a mechanic. Then maybe I'd have his approval. That brings some questions. Would I be living for myself or living for him? Would I be happy? Do I need his approval?
I'm not my father. I'm not about living for him or living in his shadow either. I'm my own person. I'm proud of who I am. I'm happy with my life. As long as I have that, I don't require his approval. I don't require him to be proud of me. Though it would be nice, it is certainly not needed. If he can't accept me for who I am, that's his problem, not mine.
OK, so I'm glad I got that off my chest, now for something else that has been eating at me.
Like I said, for whatever reason, I still care about him. I think it has something to do with the fact that he wasn't always like this. I try to keep that in mind, keeps me from hating him totally and reminds me that part of his problem stems from things like anger and depression brought on by his deteriorating condition.
I don't think he's really getting proper care from the doctor or the hospital. Yes, part of this is his refusal of tests and procedures, but it also has to do with the doctors and the hospital itself. He's nearly constantly being told he can refuse. No one tries to encourage him in any way. Me and my mother can't be there all the time. And there's some stupid things going on too. Like they will take an X-ray of his arm and after he's all comfy back in his room decide it's not good enough and want another one. I'm not doctor, but I know it doesn't take long for X-rays to develop. Wouldn't it be smarter to keep him there until they get the picture they want?
That's just an example. They complain that he's costing the hospital too much money. They are part of the problem. They want to put him in a nursing home. Hey, I'll agree it's not a bad thing for him, but he's got problems that need to be taken care of. I think I might need to go down there and raise a little hell on his behalf.
That's enough insight into my little world for now. I would appreciate some comments on this one.
Friday, March 12, 2010
More fun with Fundies
I think the PM I just received is pretty self explanatory.
Well excuse me for giving you a pretty valid suggestion!
He wanted to know what legalism meant. Perhaps he fears that spending time on sites like wikipedia might enlighten him. He could have done a fucking google search too. Or at least rephrased his question a little differently. Like maybe said "What does legalism mean to you?" Is that really so hard?
Dear Persephone66,
You have received a warning at Theology Forum | Theology Online.
Reason:
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Unnecessarily disruptive
If you have nothing to add please stay out of the thread.
In fact... if you have nothing to add to the forum in general, please find another forum to participate on.
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Original Post:
http://www.theologyonline.com/forums/showthread.php?p=2287705Warnings serve as a reminder to you of the forum's rules, which you are expected to understand and follow.Quote:
Umm look it up on wikipedia?
All the best,
Theology Forum | Theology Online
Well excuse me for giving you a pretty valid suggestion!
He wanted to know what legalism meant. Perhaps he fears that spending time on sites like wikipedia might enlighten him. He could have done a fucking google search too. Or at least rephrased his question a little differently. Like maybe said "What does legalism mean to you?" Is that really so hard?
Thursday, March 11, 2010
More Fundamentalist Christian idiocy and judgment.
Fundies amuse me, their judgment and what they can tell me about myself amuses me more.
In this thread on TOL, a Christian homophobe jack ass seems to be happy that gays are being executed. Because his homophobe God would want it that way, says so in the Bible.
I decide to make this rather light-hearted remark -
Come on, that was funny.
He responds to it with this drivel -
There you have it folks, I don't understand what it means to have men as friends. Let that be a warning to you guys that I thought I was friends with. Also it seems this guy knows more about my childhood than I do. As per usual, Christians who have only really just met me know everything about me, aren't they grand? I wonder what else they can tell me about myself.
In this thread on TOL, a Christian homophobe jack ass seems to be happy that gays are being executed. Because his homophobe God would want it that way, says so in the Bible.
I decide to make this rather light-hearted remark -
I guess you and BillyBob can't go vacationing there.
Come on, that was funny.
He responds to it with this drivel -
You've always had a problem with understanding what it means to have men as friends. Apparently, it's something your father implanted in you, and the reason why you'd rather be a woman.
There you have it folks, I don't understand what it means to have men as friends. Let that be a warning to you guys that I thought I was friends with. Also it seems this guy knows more about my childhood than I do. As per usual, Christians who have only really just met me know everything about me, aren't they grand? I wonder what else they can tell me about myself.
Sunday, March 7, 2010
My father is in the hospital and for this I am thankful.
I know that's not something people are normally thankful for. Let's face it, I'm not normal, my family isn't normal either. It's not that I don't get along with my father. Or that he has driven me to near insanity by being a complete an total jerk. Or that he can be a real jerk to my mom at times too.
It's that it's the best thing for him really. And the best thing for my mom. She could use some time away from him. If anything, she won't have to wake up in the morning to cleaning up after him. Or her house smelling awful. things will get a bit less expensive for her too. No more TV constantly running. The heater will be on less. Less laundry. Less work, less cost and at least a little less stress.
So what's wrong with him? What isn't wrong with him? He couldn't get out of his chair and was in a lot of pain. He also had not been eating much over the past few days and last time he was at his doctor's office, his sugars were a little high. He's diabetic but he never tests his own blood sugar. At the hospital after they ran some tests, poked, prodded, whatever, they found that his kidneys are starting to fail, severe arthritis, and that he's got ulcers on his ass from sitting so much. He lives in his easy chair, BTW.
There's some other things going on. His legs are filling up with water. His varicose veins are bursting. He hasn't washed in weeks if not months. He's had a bladder control problem for years. He can't get around very well because his hip that was replaced never healed right. A lot of that is his own neglect of his health and personal hygiene. He's also got prostate cancer.
Yeah, he's got a lot of problems. I don't know if they can get him back to something closer to being healthy. If they could, it would be nice. Might make a better person out of him. But I've got about as much faith in that as I do in the holy spirit.
It's that it's the best thing for him really. And the best thing for my mom. She could use some time away from him. If anything, she won't have to wake up in the morning to cleaning up after him. Or her house smelling awful. things will get a bit less expensive for her too. No more TV constantly running. The heater will be on less. Less laundry. Less work, less cost and at least a little less stress.
So what's wrong with him? What isn't wrong with him? He couldn't get out of his chair and was in a lot of pain. He also had not been eating much over the past few days and last time he was at his doctor's office, his sugars were a little high. He's diabetic but he never tests his own blood sugar. At the hospital after they ran some tests, poked, prodded, whatever, they found that his kidneys are starting to fail, severe arthritis, and that he's got ulcers on his ass from sitting so much. He lives in his easy chair, BTW.
There's some other things going on. His legs are filling up with water. His varicose veins are bursting. He hasn't washed in weeks if not months. He's had a bladder control problem for years. He can't get around very well because his hip that was replaced never healed right. A lot of that is his own neglect of his health and personal hygiene. He's also got prostate cancer.
Yeah, he's got a lot of problems. I don't know if they can get him back to something closer to being healthy. If they could, it would be nice. Might make a better person out of him. But I've got about as much faith in that as I do in the holy spirit.
Sunday, February 14, 2010
Saturday, February 6, 2010
Quick update on my 40K army and I could use some suggestions.
So I went shopping today.
The battleforces were not in. They were not even ordered from what we can tell.
Not happy about that, but I did some shopping there because, well I was already there and I wanted something today. I picked up a Chaos Predator that I'm actually going to build as a Rhino. There were out of Chaos Rhinos and buying a Pred gives me a vehicle accessories sprue. I needed some things off those for some other conversions. I also picked up a box of Daemonettes. I'm not fielding them, they are actually going to be vehicle decorations. I need a little help with the Rhino. Here's a very nicely painted, nearly unconverted Rhino:
It's pretty cool, but I need to fuck it up a bit, errr make it more interesting. I want it to look like the the Krankhaus CD booklet and/or the Vena Cava video exploded all over it. It is going to be the transport that takes Destroyx and the Surgically Attoned squad (enhanced close combat squad of doom) into battle. Here is some of the ideas I have so far:
•Daemonettes in the Gunner and Tank commander seats. They will be made up to look like people in the pictures/video.
•Behind them, a glass (clear plastic) cage containing the two "medical experiments" from the pictures/video.
•On the sides, medical diagrams like those on the CD book with song lyrics.
Any other ideas? Advice? Got something better?
The battleforces were not in. They were not even ordered from what we can tell.
Not happy about that, but I did some shopping there because, well I was already there and I wanted something today. I picked up a Chaos Predator that I'm actually going to build as a Rhino. There were out of Chaos Rhinos and buying a Pred gives me a vehicle accessories sprue. I needed some things off those for some other conversions. I also picked up a box of Daemonettes. I'm not fielding them, they are actually going to be vehicle decorations. I need a little help with the Rhino. Here's a very nicely painted, nearly unconverted Rhino:
It's pretty cool, but I need to fuck it up a bit, errr make it more interesting. I want it to look like the the Krankhaus CD booklet and/or the Vena Cava video exploded all over it. It is going to be the transport that takes Destroyx and the Surgically Attoned squad (enhanced close combat squad of doom) into battle. Here is some of the ideas I have so far:
•Daemonettes in the Gunner and Tank commander seats. They will be made up to look like people in the pictures/video.
•Behind them, a glass (clear plastic) cage containing the two "medical experiments" from the pictures/video.
•On the sides, medical diagrams like those on the CD book with song lyrics.
Any other ideas? Advice? Got something better?
Friday, February 5, 2010
Now this guy just sounds like a total loonball
Another gem from TheologyOnline.
Is it just me or does this guy sound like a total ranting lunatic? I think the guys in the white coats need to be called in on this one.
Source.
HAAAY! - Satan didn’t have a breath! All other living creatures had the breath of Life, but not Satan. Satan didn’t breathe the air of God. - Mainly, because Satan didn’t have a nose; -- or ears, for that matter. Satan can’t hear either. Eyes to see? - No! No eyes either, but I’m just concerned with the breath of God right now. ---- Well, - Cain was like his father, Cain didn’t have a face either, until God put the mark of Abel’s face on Cain to keep everyone from killing him for being the son of Satan, but that’s another story you (DON’T WANT TO “HEAR”) with your EAR.
Don’t tell me, I know you can’t believe any of that. Maybe because you don’t have an ear to hear with either and maybe you don’t even have an eye to see with either. Most are as their father the Devil; - without form and void of features.
ANYHOW! You know that Satan came through the flood of Noah somehow. Maybe God just forgot about Satan and let him through without drowning, or God lied. – Genesis 2:7 KJV - & Genesis 6:17 KJV - & Genesis 7:15 KJV – Genesis 7:22 KJV – “ALL IN WHOSE NOSTRILS WAS THE BREATH OF LIFE, OF ALL THAT WAS IN THE DRY LAND, “(DIED)”. ---- BUT SATAN, - That doesn’t matter, Satan has ears and a nose, you know he does. -- OOOKKK!
Peace.
Paul – 020210
Is it just me or does this guy sound like a total ranting lunatic? I think the guys in the white coats need to be called in on this one.
Source.
Thursday, February 4, 2010
So it turns out....
I was overreacting a little.
He's got to go in for a volume study monday morning. Because my mother has dialysis that morning, I have to go with him.
Which means I HAVE to leave work on time monday morning. Maybe the person at my work that reads my blog can help me by stressing to the management and whoever is supposed to be there monday morning that I NEED TO leave on time. Which means someone HAS to show up on time.
Of course why something like that would need to be stressed is ridiculous. But that's another matter. I just really need to leave work on time monday.
What happens monday determines what they do from there. It probly wrong for me to be amused by this, but his doctor isn't sure if the table can hold him. Or if he can get my father on it. My mom is going to be working on having him in a hospital or nursing home for what ever procedure he needs. It would be the best thing for him. Would also give her a break from him.
He's got to go in for a volume study monday morning. Because my mother has dialysis that morning, I have to go with him.
Which means I HAVE to leave work on time monday morning. Maybe the person at my work that reads my blog can help me by stressing to the management and whoever is supposed to be there monday morning that I NEED TO leave on time. Which means someone HAS to show up on time.
Of course why something like that would need to be stressed is ridiculous. But that's another matter. I just really need to leave work on time monday.
What happens monday determines what they do from there. It probly wrong for me to be amused by this, but his doctor isn't sure if the table can hold him. Or if he can get my father on it. My mom is going to be working on having him in a hospital or nursing home for what ever procedure he needs. It would be the best thing for him. Would also give her a break from him.
I just got a rather scary call from my mom
I'm a little worried.
She couldn't stay on long, waiting for a call from a doctor. She sounded a little nervous. Said she would call be back and tell me everything after she got off the phone with the doctor.
My father has prostate cancer. He was going to see the doctor today. I think for chemo. I'm not sure what is going on.
She couldn't stay on long, waiting for a call from a doctor. She sounded a little nervous. Said she would call be back and tell me everything after she got off the phone with the doctor.
My father has prostate cancer. He was going to see the doctor today. I think for chemo. I'm not sure what is going on.
Shit and other shit
I don't know who in my apartment complex is letting their dog use the grass in front of my apartment for their bathroom, but it's pissing me off. It's really annoying to have to tip toe around the dog shit. I'll be having a talk with the people in the office about it in the morning. It's getting out of hand, there's more every day.
I sent my resume off a few places, looking at sending it off a few more. It's not that I'm looking to quit where I'm at and move on just yet, but I figure it couldn't hurt to start looking. I'm find myself more frustrated every day. If certain other people didn't suck, I may have a better attitude. You know, if I didn't have anything to bitch about. I don't expect anything to change. Maybe I shouldn't let it bother me. Seems like every job I have ever held I have found faults with over time and eventually grew to hate. Except teaching.
If anything is starting to become more clear to me, it's that I really need to finish out my degree.
Still, I'd like to not get frustrated while collecting a paycheck in the mean time.
Of course sometimes I think maybe I'm the problem. Nahhh, couldn't be that.
I sent my resume off a few places, looking at sending it off a few more. It's not that I'm looking to quit where I'm at and move on just yet, but I figure it couldn't hurt to start looking. I'm find myself more frustrated every day. If certain other people didn't suck, I may have a better attitude. You know, if I didn't have anything to bitch about. I don't expect anything to change. Maybe I shouldn't let it bother me. Seems like every job I have ever held I have found faults with over time and eventually grew to hate. Except teaching.
If anything is starting to become more clear to me, it's that I really need to finish out my degree.
Still, I'd like to not get frustrated while collecting a paycheck in the mean time.
Of course sometimes I think maybe I'm the problem. Nahhh, couldn't be that.
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
I really need to keep backups
So something goes screwy on my laptop's hard drive and it went from my not being able to boot completely to having some pretty severe hard drive errors to having to reinstall kubuntu.
Not happy about that.
Really not happy.
I lost a lot of stuff that I was working on. I think I need to listen to advice I normally give and get some sort of an external back up. I'm thinking like an external hard drive. I'm also considering upgrading the hard drive I have. Part because 80GB isn't much these days, I can get a 500GB for $100, possibly less. Part because if this is a precursor to this drive totally dying on my, I want to take care of it soon.
I'm a little on the fence about what to get for an external backup. Part of me wants to go with a simple USB portable drive. Part of me wants to go with a networked drive that both of us here can easily access and we can store things like music and movies on it as well. Any advice or suggestions would be very appreciated.
Not happy about that.
Really not happy.
I lost a lot of stuff that I was working on. I think I need to listen to advice I normally give and get some sort of an external back up. I'm thinking like an external hard drive. I'm also considering upgrading the hard drive I have. Part because 80GB isn't much these days, I can get a 500GB for $100, possibly less. Part because if this is a precursor to this drive totally dying on my, I want to take care of it soon.
I'm a little on the fence about what to get for an external backup. Part of me wants to go with a simple USB portable drive. Part of me wants to go with a networked drive that both of us here can easily access and we can store things like music and movies on it as well. Any advice or suggestions would be very appreciated.
Monday, February 1, 2010
Internet is pissing me off, rant #3 - Message Boards
This may be shocking, but something I spend a great deal of my time on actually does piss me off. Really, it's not the boards that piss me off, just certain people on them. There are certain people in this world that can really ruin one's time on a message board. Seems like every board has them too.
First we will start with a short list of boards I regularly post on as of late -
http://www.theologyonline.com/
http://www.dakkadakka.com/
http://www.bolterandchainsword.com/
http://www.krankhaus.net/
http://www.crossplay.net/
And that last one I haven't been to in a long time and should really go back to. There's cool people on there.
Anyway, what I'm not going to talk about here is spammers and trolls, they are almost welcome to what I am bring up that really needs to be rounded up and made into Soylent Green.
Spelling and grammer nazis! I fucking hate these people. If you are unfamiliar, these people make that English teacher you had in high school that nobody liked seem pretty normal. These are the kind of people that if you dare make a spelling or grammatical error while having a discussion with them, they will turn the discussion toward that error. They will completely ignore what ever the subject is of the argument because you made a typo, then make a big deal of said typo. I don't know about you, but I thought I was posting on a message board, not writing my college thesis. Who gives a shit if I misplaced a letter or two? Go fuck yourself!
And these fucking moderators and admins that are biased in one way or another and don't have the balls to admit it. You know how annoying it is when to see someone get away with something you just got banned for? This pisses me off to no end. It gets more annoying when I come back from a ban, bring it to the attention of the mods (and everyone else) that they are biased or at least playing favorites and it becomes an immediate banning. WTF? This is actually something I appreciate about TheologyOnline. I know it may seem a bit crazy for me to actually enjoy going to a discussion forum about religion and politics that's run by a group of fundamentalist Christian right wing conservative zealots, but they admit they are biased. They won't deny it. I do have a little respect for them because of that.
People that resort to name-calling when they can't debate really piss me off. What it basically tells me is that you have completely given up and you are too full of yourself to even entertain the idea that I just might be right. Get over it, get over yourself. If you can't handle yourself in an intellectual debate, please do not waste my, or anyone else's, time if it's going to result in cheap insults and name-calling. Go fuck yourself with something white hot and made out of metal.
And you people that whine to the mods and admins. Or worse yet you people that start a thread whining about someone you don't like. Or because someone made fun of something you like. Or because there's people on the forum that doesn't agree with you. You people really need to grow the fuck up and get a life. Whine to somebody that cares. Which is nobody. So shut the fuck up.
Finally, people that post on message boards while drunk or high and talk about how drunk or high they are need to be loaded into a wood chipper. Really. It's just fucking annoying. If all you are saying is "look at me! I'm drunk!" Get a fucking life. You are announcing to an entire community that you are a pathetic loser getting drunk or high alone in front of a computer. Stop it. Nobody cares. It's not as cute and funny as you think it is. Especially you people that advertise that you are high. I'm thinking I should seriously weasel the real name and address out of one of these idiot and call their local police on them. Now that would be funny.
I think I've bashed 90% of message board users at this point. Have a nice day. I think I may have a thing or 2 more to rant about.
First we will start with a short list of boards I regularly post on as of late -
http://www.theologyonline.com/
http://www.dakkadakka.com/
http://www.bolterandchainsword.com/
http://www.krankhaus.net/
http://www.crossplay.net/
And that last one I haven't been to in a long time and should really go back to. There's cool people on there.
Anyway, what I'm not going to talk about here is spammers and trolls, they are almost welcome to what I am bring up that really needs to be rounded up and made into Soylent Green.
Spelling and grammer nazis! I fucking hate these people. If you are unfamiliar, these people make that English teacher you had in high school that nobody liked seem pretty normal. These are the kind of people that if you dare make a spelling or grammatical error while having a discussion with them, they will turn the discussion toward that error. They will completely ignore what ever the subject is of the argument because you made a typo, then make a big deal of said typo. I don't know about you, but I thought I was posting on a message board, not writing my college thesis. Who gives a shit if I misplaced a letter or two? Go fuck yourself!
And these fucking moderators and admins that are biased in one way or another and don't have the balls to admit it. You know how annoying it is when to see someone get away with something you just got banned for? This pisses me off to no end. It gets more annoying when I come back from a ban, bring it to the attention of the mods (and everyone else) that they are biased or at least playing favorites and it becomes an immediate banning. WTF? This is actually something I appreciate about TheologyOnline. I know it may seem a bit crazy for me to actually enjoy going to a discussion forum about religion and politics that's run by a group of fundamentalist Christian right wing conservative zealots, but they admit they are biased. They won't deny it. I do have a little respect for them because of that.
People that resort to name-calling when they can't debate really piss me off. What it basically tells me is that you have completely given up and you are too full of yourself to even entertain the idea that I just might be right. Get over it, get over yourself. If you can't handle yourself in an intellectual debate, please do not waste my, or anyone else's, time if it's going to result in cheap insults and name-calling. Go fuck yourself with something white hot and made out of metal.
And you people that whine to the mods and admins. Or worse yet you people that start a thread whining about someone you don't like. Or because someone made fun of something you like. Or because there's people on the forum that doesn't agree with you. You people really need to grow the fuck up and get a life. Whine to somebody that cares. Which is nobody. So shut the fuck up.
Finally, people that post on message boards while drunk or high and talk about how drunk or high they are need to be loaded into a wood chipper. Really. It's just fucking annoying. If all you are saying is "look at me! I'm drunk!" Get a fucking life. You are announcing to an entire community that you are a pathetic loser getting drunk or high alone in front of a computer. Stop it. Nobody cares. It's not as cute and funny as you think it is. Especially you people that advertise that you are high. I'm thinking I should seriously weasel the real name and address out of one of these idiot and call their local police on them. Now that would be funny.
I think I've bashed 90% of message board users at this point. Have a nice day. I think I may have a thing or 2 more to rant about.
Sunday, January 31, 2010
Internet is pissing me off, rant #2 - Youtube
Youtube. Fuckin' youtube.
I used to like youtube. It was a great repository for creative content, music videos, shows I missed, and especially young women who were all to willing to exploit themselves. While all this is still there, a lot has changed about it.
Lets start with the creative content. Seems like every nitwit with a video camera is trying to be the next video blogging or viral video super star. Stop kidding yourselves. Leave this sort of thing to people who have real talent and creativity. Just because someone got famous for a week making a total fool of them self in front of a camera, it does not mean you will. Stop it, right fucking now, put the camera down. I'm so sick of watching something good then going to a related video that is total crap.
Music videos. True story, I grew up with out MTV. My dad refused to have cable in his house because he thought it was a rip-off. So I do rather enjoy watching music videos whenever I get a chance. Due to copyright issues, I do understand that they have become more scarce. I'm OK with this, but what really annoys me is that there are a lot of videos that now have commercials attached to them. If I want to watch a commercial on youtube, there's plenty of those, I asked for a video, not a commercial. And what the fuck is this VEVO shit? The few mainstream bands I happen to like all have these fucking VEVO channels. The videos load and play horridly slow and have commercials attached to them. And VEVO seems to not like constructive criticism. Luckily, most of what I like is non-mainstream.
And that's another thing. Ads and commercials. Seems like they are everywhere. The ones that pop up at the bottom of the video are the most annoying. I don't fucking want to see them. Sometimes they cover up something I want to see. It's fucking annoying. Stop it.
Most of the TV shows that people uploaded to youtube in 10 minute cuts are gone, also because of copyright. At least there's still torrents. What is still there is like the music videos, slow loading and loaded with advertising.
At least there's still the almost porn, nearly stripping, and butt shaking vids. More than ever it seems. Music just keeps getting worse. And some are just not that great. Well most it seems now. And the girls keep getting younger. Or at least looking younger. I don't even bother looking anymore.
Youtube just sucks now. Seems like I get pissed off every time I use it, but there are some channels I really like on it.
I used to like youtube. It was a great repository for creative content, music videos, shows I missed, and especially young women who were all to willing to exploit themselves. While all this is still there, a lot has changed about it.
Lets start with the creative content. Seems like every nitwit with a video camera is trying to be the next video blogging or viral video super star. Stop kidding yourselves. Leave this sort of thing to people who have real talent and creativity. Just because someone got famous for a week making a total fool of them self in front of a camera, it does not mean you will. Stop it, right fucking now, put the camera down. I'm so sick of watching something good then going to a related video that is total crap.
Music videos. True story, I grew up with out MTV. My dad refused to have cable in his house because he thought it was a rip-off. So I do rather enjoy watching music videos whenever I get a chance. Due to copyright issues, I do understand that they have become more scarce. I'm OK with this, but what really annoys me is that there are a lot of videos that now have commercials attached to them. If I want to watch a commercial on youtube, there's plenty of those, I asked for a video, not a commercial. And what the fuck is this VEVO shit? The few mainstream bands I happen to like all have these fucking VEVO channels. The videos load and play horridly slow and have commercials attached to them. And VEVO seems to not like constructive criticism. Luckily, most of what I like is non-mainstream.
And that's another thing. Ads and commercials. Seems like they are everywhere. The ones that pop up at the bottom of the video are the most annoying. I don't fucking want to see them. Sometimes they cover up something I want to see. It's fucking annoying. Stop it.
Most of the TV shows that people uploaded to youtube in 10 minute cuts are gone, also because of copyright. At least there's still torrents. What is still there is like the music videos, slow loading and loaded with advertising.
At least there's still the almost porn, nearly stripping, and butt shaking vids. More than ever it seems. Music just keeps getting worse. And some are just not that great. Well most it seems now. And the girls keep getting younger. Or at least looking younger. I don't even bother looking anymore.
Youtube just sucks now. Seems like I get pissed off every time I use it, but there are some channels I really like on it.
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