Monthly Archives: March 2003

March 2nd, 2003

Lots of snow here this morning, but it's that nice warm fluffy childhood sort of snow. Shockingly the satellite never cut out once (yet), so the update is on the main set trouble free. The leaderboards are fully up to date, with frank_prov stealing the lead with Allen's photos.

Anyway, some quick photos and their explanations:

Dumbass. Jason went out with some idiot friend (the kid that I shot in the nuts over and over with the paintball gun because he wanted to “be Jackass”). They've left his car in the driveway. There's thirty feet of clear space in front, but instead they've blocked the driveway during a snowstorm. I hope that we need to go out so I can have an excuse winch that fuckers car into the swamp. Not cool.

Of course, I've let my toys rot in the snow, so I'm probably going to hell too. I was going to put them properly under cover, but the snow hit sooner than expected, and then the driveway was too icy to get things under cover. Or maybe I was just being lazy.

Brushing off the dish. Actually, it totally cut through that layer (this was a preemptive brushing); I was quite impressed. If it wasn't for the latency issues, this dish would be a total dream project. Where's FTL communication when you need it?

The new coupon design. They don't look like crap, like the first set… I wrote some software that manipulates the text layers in PSD files to do it (not hard, you just do a search and replace on the ASCII of the text, with a &H00 inbetween every letter, and then PS re-renders on re-load).


Why do people waste my time by submitting pictures like this? Do they really expect that I can post them? While I'm sure they think it's a great picture of their piercing, I'm not sure how they can convince themselves it's up to even the standard of the worst pictures on the site…


Time to go read an old book… Like the blurb says, “This was no ordinary war. This was a war to make the world safe for democracy. And if democracy was made safe, then nothing else mattered — not the millions of dead bodies, nor the thousands of ruined lives…”

What is democracy?
It's got something to do with young men killing each other I believe.
When it comes to be my turn, will you want me to go?
For democracy, any man would give his only begotten son.

I realized a few days ago that the expansion of the size of the US military (that is, a dramatic increase in the number of people who rely on it for employment, education, etc.) is the easiest way for the government to grow to monstrous proportions and eliminate human rights is by tricking former citizens into signing away their rights — that is, enlisting.

I'm not going to propose an answer for anyone else — I know the answer I apply to my own life, and I know the value I put on freedom… But I wonder — who is willing to sign away their rights, and pledge their soul and their life to evil, all in trade for a few dollars? Seems like a pact with the devil to me…


A lot of people are writing me about the author (Stephen Ashley) writing them about a book on “on Sexuality and Lifestyles, along with Sydney Doctor John White” that he's doing. Apparently they've harvested BME for email addresses and are trying to secure reprint rights for as many BME experiences as they can.

First, please understand that as far as I'm concerned they're your experiences so if you want to give permission, that's cool by me.

However, also understand that this is being done without my consent or even the courtesy to let me know. I can't tell you if they're looking to attack the stories they reprint, or if they just figured they could make a quick buck by reprinting what parts of BME they could get rights to — it wouldn't be the first time it's happened. Some of you surely recall the bottom-of-the-barrel trade journal that pulled the same stunt a while back.

My personal advice would be to either tell them to forget it, or at least find out specifically what the nature of the project is.

PS. I caught this from Cora, who caught it from Vanilla.

Yourself as you are now:

Somewhere between and

A time when you felt powerless:
A time when you felt defeated:
A time when you felt incredibly depressed:
A time when you thought things couldn't get worse:
A time when you felt worthless:
The answer is the same for all of these: when I was forced to take psyche drugs I shouldn't be on. I think that was the key factor in the darkest period of my life; abuse by the medical-pharmaceutical megacorps.

A person who was a negative influence on you:
I don't think anyone has ever had a negative influence on me. I'm not sure that I believe in the concept in general. I mean, people have done crappy things to me from time to time (regularly!), but I don't think anyone has influenced me in a negative way… If someone makes me unhappy, I hope learn from it, and then cut off contact with them before it damages me.

A person who did something terrible to you:
I'm not thinking of anything specific, but occasionally when people do really inhumane crappy things to me, it makes me temporarily lose faith in people in general, which I need to sustain to keep going.

The worst piece of advice you have ever been given:
“You can trust me.” I'm not saying that people are fundamentally untrustworthy or evil, but I will say that most people are fundamentally selfish. As a result, if they don't enjoy acting in the service of humanity, they will always act in their own best interest — which is often not identical to the best interests of the community.

Something that you did recently that you knew was wrong:
If I knew it was wrong, I wouldn't do it. I would hope any decent person would answer roughly the same. My only major shortcoming ethically that I can see is my personal support of gas-guzzling polluting vehicles.

A time when you felt powerful:
I think the single most liberating and powerful moment I can remember is doing my meatotomy. As anyone who's done it themselves can tell you, the moment that everything folds open is most definitely indesribably powerful and spiritual. One of those “suddently things are the way they're supposed to be” moments…

A time when you were courageous:
Getting my uvula pierced was one of the scariest things I've done. That really freaked me out at the time. In hindsight it was really no big deal, but courage isn't defined by the act itself, it's defined by your relationship to the act. That is, while I don't mind spiders crawling on me, an extreme arachnophobe takes supreme courage to allow it to happen.

A time when you were incredibly happy:

A time when you were exactly where you wanted to be:
I try and make this “always”. If I don't like where I am, I'll change my location. Strangely enough, most unhappiness is voluntary. For some messed up reason, many people seem to consciously decide to be unhappy and then actually work to perpetuate that state.

A time when you felt valuable:
We're all tiny pieces in larger unit. Some pieces may fall in key structural locations, and I think maybe I have at least a small structural role, but all are valuable and definitely needed. Either you're a piece of the whole or you're just dead matter.

A person who has influenced how you treat others:
My father has been my primary influence on how I behave. Yes, he did eventually lose it and fall from grace, and definitely had his shortcomings, but that's irrelevant to the good that was in him, and I hope I've emulated the good, and learned from the bad. If it can be said that a parent's role is to pass on their knowledge and values, he definitely did that.

A person who did something wonderful for you:
People have been very nice to me. I don't think I could answer this fairly without naming a lot of people.

The best piece of advice you have ever been given:
“It's not a big deal” or “Don't worry about it”.

Something that you did recently because it was the right thing to do:
That's pretty much the only reason I do things. I'm not saying I don't screw up on a regular basis, but I try and only do things because they're the right thing to do, be it the big decisions, or be it little stuff like deciding what to eat for supper.

Yourself as you want to be:
Omniscience through universalism.


I'm not going to tell you who is responsible, but I can tell you that it's pretty clear that there are a handful of users are consuming far more than their fair share of resources.

For example, the young man in Calgary who pressed reload on the main index 750 times, the young man from Ohio who viewed nearly 500 user's pages, or the guy who's been reported for page-spamming who pressed reload on forums about 400 times. Then there's the girl from Irvine, CA that pressed reload on IAM almost a thousand times in a four hour stretch, followed by a girl from Texas at 750 times, and then a Satanist with about 700 reloads.

Or the guy from Germany running the spy account that viewed 500 image gallery pages, or the sixteen year old girl “addicted to online tests” who downloaded almost 700 images (followed by the German guy who only viewed about 500, or one for every gallery he viewed).

I've just made some slight changes to the monitoring system. Now it can accurately tell the difference between pressing reload and actually using the forum and IM systems (to be sure the robots don't falsely accuse anyone).

In the short term, my plan was to simply run a daily tally of these numbers, and when a person significantly outdoes normal usage, it would put an obnoxious banner across the top of the screen that said something like:

You are using more than
your fair share of system resources!

Also, potentially reducing the numbers for spy accounts… While I don't mind users who actually use the site consuming high resources from time to time, I'm not so cool with people who treat this as a porn site wasting its resources so they can jack off.

Anyway, I have to go work on an image update…

PS. George Bush is a liar.