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August 2nd, 2010 — stupidity
I say this because I keep seeing people writing U-Tube instead of YouTube or Youtube. Or even youtube.
Not only are we too lazy to type the letters “yo”, which I find astounding, we’re adding components. There’s no hyphen in YouTube. See? It’s right there. Except it’s not.
So you come out to a one keystroke difference, AND the added keystroke is one outside the normal range, so it’s one you end up thinking about or making a more deliberate motion toward. It takes longer to type U-Tube than YouTube.
August 1st, 2010 — Bullshit, RAGE, stupidity
And the proof is here. Jason Friedberg and Aaron Seltzer still have careers. After the generally bad Date Movie, followed by the very bad Epic Movie, 2008 got a double dose of shit in the form of Meet the Spartans and Disaster movie. Most people didn’t seem to be aware of how bad the former would be, tricked by the movement away from the naming convention, though as a firsthand witness via video store, everyone over 14 realized it was an absolute shitpile. Disaster movie flopped, rightfully so, as people now understood how bad it would be.
Friedberg and Seltzer have 3 of IMDB’s bottom 100, and it’s about to become four. I’d say they’re the Ed Wood of parody, but a bad movie that takes itself seriously can be enjoyed for the lack of quality and heartily mocked. A bad comedy has to fight to be heard over the horrible jokes, and they drag the whole thing down. Even the Mystery Science Theatre treatment can’t make it worth the time. As Tim and Eric prove every show (intentionally, so they claim), you can’t tell good jokes over bad jokes. The pacing falls, the distraction kills it all. A bad joke can be used as a joke, but only when it’s lampshaded. You might as well perform Shakespeare in front of Grey’s Anatomy.
Just as Grey’s Anatomy can be summarized per episode easily (Tub soliloquy, medical thing, dramatic surprise, someone has sex, someone cries about having had sex the week before, the patient dies or routine operation goes horribly wrong in a way that doesn’t make sense, tub soliloquy), Friedberg and Seltzer can be predicted. All you have to do is watch trailers for big name movies (that’s all they do, as they’ve admitted), throw some parts together, add some extreme violence, and between points ripped from movie trailers, add random celebrities. Oh, and make sure to assume your audience is incredibly stupid (actually, this might be a good idea for the duo) by announcing specifically who and what every single reference is to. Name every character, celebrity, pop culture reference shoved in, and object in the background. Otherwise they won’t get it.
tl;dr, fuck Regency Enterprises and 20th Century Fox.
July 22nd, 2010 — stupidity
Yes, that’s a real sentence fragment spoken on my local Fox Affiliate. “When cougars die young, what happens to their men?”
First off, CAN cougars even die young? I thought the point was that you were, at minimum, middle age, if not old.
Second, well, their men are in their 20s or so. So either they get jobs or they get new cougars.
The real question is what happens when cougars die old or dump their now 30 year old man? Now that’s a guy to worry about.
July 20th, 2010 — stupidity
I’ve been pointed to a new “social network” called Glogster recently. It’s a site about making multimedia posters.
Do you remember when Facebook opened up to everyone? How we all said “Oh my god, finally. It’s like someone took the actual good parts of Myspace and did something with them”?
This is the opposite. Glogster rounded up all the worst parts of Myspace, the obnoxious colors, garish backgrounds, unreadable text, diatribes written in comic sans, autoplaying sounds and videos, without anything else. It’s all glogs (as they call them), all the time. Graphic. Blog.
It’s CS4 for morons.
These are the first few glogs I ran into, just hitting the “next” button.
http://cwalk3wayboypedro.glogster.com/a-i-g-b-g/ Oh god, it burns.
http://lightningthieffan17.glogster.com/my-happily-ever-after/ Emoteen is emo.
http://saveyourbreath.glogster.com/schizophrenia-brokencyde/ See above, now with more poetry and egomania.
Everything on this site is Flash based. The images, the text, the sound, the video. One hundred percent bad Flash.
The thing that amazes me most is I’ve NEVER heard of this site in the three years it’s been up. I know I don’t see everything on the net, but this is so bad, and a social network so artificial that word of it hasn’t even spread to Encyclopedia Dramatica. Think about THAT for a minute.
July 15th, 2010 — Bullshit, Money, RAGE, stupidity
There’s lots of ways to rent textbooks, and hopefully more digital options, because seriously, Coursesmart.com is awful. The online version contains intrusive watermarks and horrid proprietary formatting. You can’t copy and paste normally, when you use the copy/paste commands on the interface there’s random spaces inserted in the text, you can only print 10 pages at time, and when you click “next page” you end up at the bottom of the next page rather than the top.
To get an offline version of the book you have to use proprietary software and formats once again. Watermarked, time-limited PDFs are neither complex nor expensive to automate, so why stick with the shitsoft?
Oh, and there’s this failure of the digital medium. “Actual size” doesn’t work well particularly when you can zoom in and out of text and images. So, which is right?
Neither! Or either! Or both, if you change the zoom level and your resolution and the size of your monitor works for the demonstration!
May 16th, 2010 — Bullshit, Business, ads, stupidity
I’m sure that’s who’s to blame, because once again, a product has an incredibly stupid name. “Crest 3D White Toothpaste.” Because, as we all know, toothpaste, teeth, and smiles are two dimensional. Life is in fact a two dimensional plane, we live in Flatland and our women are attractive but dangerous line segments.
Fucking hell, man, where do these “experts” graduate from, and why do people believe them?
Here’s another recent example. You probably don’t eat it, but you’re familiar with Vegemite I’m sure. Everyone is. So when a new version was created, mixed with cream cheese and a milder flavor, Kraft hired “marketing experts” to come up with a new name.
They came up with iSnack.
Do these people have a single original thought in their heads, or do they just clone anything they saw the name of? I’m pretty sure it’s the latter, because once in a while you see an ad series produced by a startup company that’s original and effective, then you see 500 copies of it.
Let me say it again. iSnack. Next up, iSnack 3D 2.0, just you watch.
April 30th, 2010 — Hollywood Video, TV, stupidity
Me? A big ol’ nerd slacker? Work at Hollywood Video? Oh yeah. That was the majority of the clerks at that chain, in fact. Slacker nerds who’d watch Justice League and The Lion King on the TV.
Because the company screwed us all over by withholding raises, constantly cutting hours, etc., two main things happened. One, people stole a lot of stuff. Mostly concessions, the irony being that if they paid us the extra dollar an hour they were supposed to, we’d have just bought the drinks. But they didn’t, and they never refilled the water cooler, so we just took them.
Second, we screwed off all the time. We made shit, messed with shit, and watched a lot of DVDs instead of cleaning.
One night, my friend Haru and I were bored and because the district manager was coming around a lot lately, we were limited on our viewing options. The official rule was nothing over PG, and nothing that’s not animated. We’d already seen enough Pokemon and had been watching Lilo and Stitch anyway, but we felt like a change.
“Hahaha, dude, look! Garfield and Friends! We should totally ironically watch this”, I declared. “Oh wow, yeah!” says Haru.
See, here’s the thing. As a kid, I really liked Garfield. Maybe it’s because I had the older collections, the ones with Lyman and Jon’s sad, sad life, and where Garfield was an exceptionally fat fuck who didn’t even stand on two legs. But I knew in retrospect, it was pretty bad. At least the show was. Hit or miss with the comics, I’ll say, to be nice and because hey, sometimes they were funny. Not so much these days.
And we made a sport of bad movies and TV there, because sometimes that’s all we had to watch.
Haru and I both ended up physically ill that night, so much so we almost had to close the store early. It started around 10-15 minutes in, just after one segment of Garfield and Friends followed by one US Acres. We turned it off, I got a pizza from the Little Caesar’s in the shopping center, and we were okay. Nobody else who came in that night got sick, before or after, even other employees who hung around a while, as we were all wont to do because it was a fun place when you’re not working.
Just the two of us, watchers of Garfield.
The lesson we learned is that TV really can be bad for you, but it’s the quality, not the quantity.
April 29th, 2010 — stupidity
I was on the quick recall team (shocking, right?), and we were involved in a national tournament which combined quiz team aspects and future problem solving teams, the combined score determining the winner. In the first round, some serious shenanigans occured.
Future problem solving was a subjective event, a short presentation based on a prompt given with about 30 minutes prep time. Teams were scored in a wide amount of categories from one to three, with all twos being considered a very good score. Two judges on each side score the teams, averaging 15 points out of 30 total, if memory serves. And it may not, but that’s not important to the story anyway.
What does matter is that the total was not insignificant, enough so that the FPS team could easily be 1/3rd to 1/2 of the score total.
As you can guess, this honest judging wasn’t. The first round of scores came in, the team on my side getting 16 from our judges, 11 from the other judges. An oddly large gap, but nothing world-shattering. The other team’s scores came in. 15 from our judges, 29 from theirs. Threes, any of them, were very rare. So when the total score was 9 threes and a two, something obviously was wrong. So wrong that the other team was able to win by a single point.
The national association putting the event on decided the ruling would stand, but that because of this a new system would be implemented. The students, generally the best and the brightest of the schools, and usually the nerdiest, all agreed. Impartial judges should be picked, one from the places hosting the competitors (often the rounds were done by satellite, in a Kinko’s or such), one from the association. Three judges, all who should be impartial as they have no vested interest, and even if they were inexperienced in the judging, they’d be inexperienced in a fair way.
That was rejected.
Instead, the suggestion of my team’s coach, a woman the parents recognized for being anywhere from stupid to “fucking crazy,” was accepted. Her solution? Four judges per team. Because clearly four could never be biased where two are, certainly, right? And since they proportionally raised the scores, it could never become 60-30.
And thus, at the age of 12, I realized even the people we’re paying to be smart aren’t always going to be.
April 20th, 2010 — stupidity
This might be an unfair blanket statement, but I doubt it.
I had to go to a Wal-Mart today, a Super Wal-Mart at that. Naturally an exercise in frustration and infuriation. I decided while I was there, though, I’d pick up a copy of Jesse Ventura’s book American Conspiracies. Best seller, recently release, easy to find, right? Nope. Nothing. No books.
Not even Twilight or some other romance novels. You can always find a Dean Koontz book or something, right? Not anymore.
I already fear for the literacy of the nation, and to see that a very busy Wal-Mart has given up books that tells me most people have as well. If there’s a market, that store will carry anything. There are no books. That means so few people are buying they’ve lost interest even in best sellers, and as much as I’d like to think it’s due to e-readers, it’s not. They’re growing but far from saturating. No, it just means that we’re all going the way of Laredo I fear. At least in the past people read on the internet, but now who bothers to read when there’s YouTube and podcasts?
The written word really may be dead.
April 19th, 2010 — Bullshit, Business, Cox, Frustration, stupidity
Cable companies are trying to convince me OnDemand is better than Netflix, because I can rent, say, Sherlock Holmes right now.
It’s true, I can. I have to wait a month for Netflix. I also don’t have to pay 7 dollars for the movie when it comes out, fight through the awful OnDemand interface, tiling, and every other problem the cable company can throw at me.
You know what else is shitty about OnDemand? EVERYTHING.
In my attempts to watch The Ricky Gervais Show on it, the episode listing is as such.
The Ricky Gervais Show: Episo…
The Ricky Gervais Show: Episo…
The Ricky Gervais Show: Episo…
The Ricky Gervais Show: Episo…
The Ricky Gervais Show: Episo…
The Ricky Gervais Show: Episo…
Seeing the problem here? No? That’s because you use common sense. You presume the episode listing is number one at the top and six at the bottom, or reverse depending on how they sort. But you, sir, are wrong.
The current order is 4, 3, 6, 5, 2, 1. You can’t tell, however, without another menu dive, and then backing out of it, which takes you back to the HBO series menu, then back to Ricky Gervais, then down to the next episode. God forbid OnDemand actually remember where you were in a menu. Or work. Episode six is actually episode four right now. And for some reason there’s no HD option for HBO. There’s no HD option for a lot of things, but as HBO costs good money, I’d expect it.
But this is the same company who’s DVRs forget to record all the time, and whose buffer is randomly deleted. For those not in the know, the DVRs are supposed to record the last hour of TV on the channel you’re on, so you can rewind or replay. Great idea, right? Doesn’t work. Cox sends out a signal bump three or four times a day that deletes the buffer. If you’re behind you’ll be shot up to the live signal, and what you were watching is gone. Hopefully you didn’t start recording late, because if you did, the end of it just got cut off. For some reason, the software acts like its copying from VHS rather than a digital source, committing information to the drive in real time. If you start recording at 7, you’re done at 8. If you start recording at 7:05, however, even if you’re watching live, the recording ends at 8:05. It’s the same data was was from 7 to 8, but it’s off by that amount of time. And if the data gets reset at 8, you just lost the last five minutes. It’s one of the many, many things brought to you by shitty Scientific Atlanta programming and Cox’s insistence that the box they’re charging you $12 a month for is high quality.
I’ll have more examples of how this is the opposite of truth soon, I’ve got a nice notepad file of notes growing.