new fireman and youtube plagiarism

Congratulations to my brother William for taking the bold steps to living out his dream job, being a fireman.

I discovered today while checking out a newly posted comment that somebody on YouTube had the nerve to "rip" one of my videos and then resubmit it as her own. What makes me mad is that she racked up over 1000 views, which means my original video has 1000 less potential views.

Plagiarism is bad, very very bad. I'm not going to rest until I get my justice.

Original: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wasYNNfnfVE
Plagiarised: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7uO75ErWIOw

A Fish in the sea.

It's nearly 1 am Monday morning here as I lay in bed trying with all my might to put myself to sleep so I can be fresh and ready for the ADO exam. But my mind is racing like an ancient Roman chariot race. Is it exam anxiety? Is it my diet? Or could it be the 5 o'clock cup of coffee I had Sunday afternoon? In any case I can't sleep, so I'm now hand-picking one of them racing chariots and disassembling it, hoping it'll bore me to sleep. Here goes nothing....

Fishing is a lot like living. We can sit and wait if we want. We can also stand or walk around while we wait, if we want. We can be restless and try different baits and hooks and different fishing spots to try and maximize our yield. There's traditional fishing with hooks and weights. There's fly-fishing where you swing the fishing line around your head like a cowboy. And of course there's the myriad of lures at your disposal. But it's all fishing.

Now every once in a while, some more often than others, the fisherman will get a nibble on the other end of the line. The whole thing is like a prehistoric dance; an ancient discourse between equals; a never ending ritual between predator and prey. The reflexive reaction to those soft and hard nibbles, the physical struggle that immediately follows the successful yank and pull, the familiar yet never old emotions, the miniscule yet highly addictive adrenaline, and the thousand other biochemical reactions that are fired within the blink of an eye when that instantaneous slice of time of connecting with the unseen from another dimenion in what always seems like the very first time - I think it is one of the greatest feelings of this world.

Homesick for Texas

This hotel in the middle of nowhere, aka East Hanover, NJ, is a funny place. Yesterday there were these grown up men wearing tutu's and ballerina outfits. They were caught dancing out in the back of the hotel to the tune of the music that goes "I'm so excited!..."

Today the lobby is like a zoo full of people with children in boarding school trying to get their kids on the straight path and with adults dancing to 80's music dressed in ballroom outfits.

Anyway I came here to voice my concerns of rampant anti-Texas sentiment all across the U.S. of A. People just think they're better than Texans. These people are arrogant and they talk boldly and blasphemously as if their heads were filled with explosive hydrogen or something. For this I think the state of Texas should declare independence from the union. No, I'm not a member of the confederate, never was never will be. Repeat to yourself and visualize the word Texas. No other state has a name with that kind of ringing, poignant charm.

Fortunately every once in a while I do meet sane people. Thank God for that.

A home away from home.

I can't believe it, i'm 60% almost done with this graduate program and i'm not even really home sick. I feel like i'm home away from home, honest. The east coast was a cold and dreary place that existed only in my imagination. It turns out that this place, the east coast, is a charming place with charming landmarks and charming people. My mini-refrigerator is practically empty, practically. But I found that Baja Fresh that's just outside my window is a great place to eat and study. No, I think I lied, I am getting homesick a little.

Hell's Kitchen

This is my new favorite show. Hell's Kitchen. It keeps me on edge. Keeps my adrenlaine and anxiety up so high it would rival something like, oh, I don't know, sky diving? Yeah. Sky diving.

This show makes Iron Chef look like some goofy, silly, and totally flawed cooking show concocted in Japan.

Congratulations Heather. Some day I will visit the red rock casino and sample your special cooking.

Waxing and being honest

Let's be honest. Some people, you can say, wax eloquently. But I prefer that we all just wax without the eloquence. It's less annoying and more effective. This seems to be true in the classroom, on the radio, behind the pulpit, face-to-face with a friend, face-to-face with a stranger.

I'm starting to settle down, not completely unlike water separating from oil after it's been shaken or stirred. What I mean is that "emerging" Christian churches along with its philosophies is not something I subscribe to. After internally struggling with this for some time I have come to said conclusion finally and only recently realized it. I think I made this decision by way of some bold and pure logic that preaches volumes on necessity and anti-waxing-with-eloquence.

NYC part deux

Saw much more of Central Park this time around. Yes we even got lost. Had my first NY falafel, in addition to the chicken kebab hotdog BBQ on a stick - yum. Saw the Statue of Liberty eclipse out the setting sun on our way to Statin Island by ferry. Actually got that on high-res video. Nice, very nice. Saw a congested Times Square because of some kind of weekend open-market. Saw the city from a bird's eye perspective from atop the Empire State building and got the best closeup video footage of pigeons feedings. Yes, that's right - pigeons feeding - on the Empire State building.

Splendid Friday.

Today (Friday) is the day our big library software project is due. After working on this day and night for this past week I feel relieved to have finally submitted this thing for grading. I feel like celebrating and enjoying my long-deserved weekend of sunshine and fresh air, and so I start to feel really good.....but only to fall, crumbling down in a dismal of thick black smoke and debris as I realize that this weekend is not a free one; for Monday is exam day.

In a suprising turn of astonishing events, I discovered somebody out there who is just like me?
http://insanityrediscovered.blogspot.com/2006/06/everything-wrong.html#links

The KISS principle (Keep It Simple Stupid), is not something I subscribe to, although I should, but only sometimes.

I'm hungry now. I ate a cup of Quaker oatmeal for lunch. But at the very least I consume a hearty and healthy breakfast like a king every day.

My personal pet project, tentatively called PeopleMap, will resume with its production starting Monday after the exam. PeopleMap is an online global "feature" that will be exactly what the blogger and photo-sharing demographic is looking for, I think. Oh what could it be oh what could it be??? Here's a hint: It's like xanga, flickr, and the movie "Pay It Forward" all rolled into one.

Now imagine that!

Is it craziness or laziness?

I've been told that the laundry machine on the 3rd floor takes 3 hours to wash clothes. I may have to put that rumor to the test as I haven't done laundry in a month.

I don't believe it. Even still, I can be quite an ass sometimes.