Tuesday, 17 May 2011

Everyone's doing it!

Name?
There are some who call me Erik.

Is your name on Blogger your name in real life? If not, what letter does your real name start with?
Isn't my blogger name Erik? Go figure.

Astrological sign?
Taurus. No bull. Well, yes, actually, but... you know.

If there was a huge 'Blogspot Get-Together' where all bloggers were meant to come together and meet in real-life, would you go?
All bloggers? I only know about ten.

Have you ever rejected someone?
I refused to get my brother a drink... a few tenfold times.

If so, was it harshly?
I threw his cup back at him.

Did they cry?
Not after he got used to it.

Have you ever tried a cigarette?
Straight edge.

Have you ever been high? If so, on what?
I don't think so. At least, not as far I can remember.

What are six things you find attractive when in the opposite gender?
"This sounds ridiculously shallow and I would like it noted that this is the first time I've properly given thought to this kind of thing."
-Priya S, Expert at Life.

1. Must not be an idiot.
2. Must accept the fact that I'm atheist.
3. Books are cool. Agree with me.
4. Will never say "I'm too stupid for that." like my family does when I introduce them to something I like. Believe me, Sir Thopas is hilarious if you give it some thought!
5. Something random. Never hurts.
6. Looks never hurt. I don't really care, though. Is it true that no girl think of herself as beautiful?


What are five things you find extremely unattractive in the opposite gender?
Oh, come on. Take the opposite of the answers above. Except 5, since the opposite of randomness is generally more randomness.

Answer only if you have a sibling: If your sibling wasn't your sibling, do you think you'd ever find him/her attractive and go out with him/her?
You have got to be effing kidding me.

Would you ever eat a caterpillar?
Nah. I'm boring like that.

Would you rather kiss a random stranger on the street of the opposite gender or tickle a random stranger on the street of the opposite gender?
Neither. Come on, survey.

Would you rather throw up on stage or fart on stage?
Depends on the loudness of said fart.

Would you ever sneak out of the house at night?
I snuck out once, but I was sleepwalking.

Which five bloggers will you be tagging to take this survey as well?
Five? No.

Friday, 25 March 2011

New Gaming

You know that game Angry Birds, right. Dan's addicted, so you should. Anyway, its creator, Rovio Games, or more accurately its CEO Peter Vesterbacka recently predicted the death of console games. People would rather play fun games they can download for about a dollar than spend about fifty on console games which are difficult to upgrade. Apparently, the future is in mobile gaming.
Of course, Rovio has made a profit of 42 million dollars with those angry birds of them, so Vesterbacka's claim is not at all unfounded. What baffles me, though, is that he's kind of right.

I admit I'm kind of a gamer. Not really, since I only have a DS and an old laptop. (The DS affectionately called Nintendo's little pet cow) But I do know that even games I'm able to play far outclass the crap mobile phones throw at us. I'd take an awesome story over mindless bird-slinging every day. Other people, however, seem to think otherwise. While I'm playing Final Fantasy, my brother (and dad, too!) are shifting jewels around for hours on their facebook accounts. Of course, Bejeweled is funny. But who in their right mind can play something like that for hours every day? I'd die of repetiveness-induced boredom.
Another example: Just a week ago I was replaying Phoenix Wright just for the awesomeness that it is. For those who don't know it: Phoenix is an attorney who has to defend clients, win cases, etc, and it's amazing. The story is well thought out, the characters are interesting and all deeper than Bella Swan (Even the minor side characters!) and more cool stuff. When I showed it to my brother, his reaction was something like
"Do you ever have to do something? There's only text and occasionally you have to show people evidence to get them to say more things."
When I told him that was the entire point of the game he dismissed it as boring and went upstairs to play FIFA 20XX, a game with a story mode that's even more shallow than Twilight.

To summarize: Some games are works of art. Some aren't. Games designed for mobile phones are by definition not. Whoever prefers those over real games is an idiot in my eyes. Sorry, Dan.

But seriously: Which castle do you prefer?

Wednesday, 23 March 2011

Yay privacy.

Soo... Apparently Vodafone's security is so terrible that every person in the world can easily access all voicemail messages in their system. This includes every single voicemail of every single politician, since they all use phones distributed to them for work and sharing a provider. The news had a field day with this. Politicians did not yet respond.

Faith in humanity: -1.

Tuesday, 22 March 2011

The grass is always greener on the other side.

Fortunately, you're someone else's other side too.

Everything that happened I deemed too uninteresting to write about. I started doubting whether my judgments of interestingness were too strict when the skiing vacation didn't make the cut. Nonetheless it is high time for an update... I think it has almost been two months.
Of course, this requires me to find an interesting subject to write on. And with a lack of awesomeness in my personal life, what's better to write about than local news? That's something you people don't know about anyway. So...

Today's headline: "ING-top renounces bonus and salary increase."

The ING is an important bank. I don't know whether it operates internationally or not, but I assume you've never heard of it. The director and two managers were somehow egligible for an enormous bonus almost equal to their yearly salary, and apparently they also were planning on giving themselves a 2% raise for the next year. With the word "bonus" being absolutely taboo after recent events involving Ahold and whatnot, the public response was predictable: Google history shows an increase of about 1200% in the search term "cancel ING account," there have been quite a lot of actual cancellations already, and the local medium for politicians to communicate with people, Twitter (Yes. We're pathetic like that.), almost exploded with #ing tags.

ING's response, five days later, was that they didn't anticipate people's reaction caused by the bonuses, and they did not foresee "the damage this would do the the restoring trust of our customers and the community in us." BS, if you ask me. Only morons could not have seen this coming. Oh, wait.

Wednesday, 26 January 2011

Plugs and Curses

Yo. It's self-promoting time. Here's something I made. Be warned, it lacks perfection. Then again, it isn't really shameless plugging if I post this here, right. Also I want to test if I can really upload vids without using YouTube as a medium. How exciting. Yes, the song is Japanese, but who cares. At least they're original.
By the way, it seems that I'm really cursed by fate. Proof: When I wanted to record this video, my camera broke. When I found a working camera, I got interrupted while trying to record. Once by the telephone, once by the mailman, and once by my brother going downstairs. Then, when I tried to upload it, It took about three hours, and it froze halfway the first two times. That makes for an entire day of trying to upload. When I finally succeeded in uploading, Blogspot broke down, deleted this entire post (Yes, this is version two.) and made me restart my pc. But it was useless! Take this!



Ya know, I recorded this vid with a camera I didn't even know existed. Maybe it's a gift from someone who knew I wanted to record something... I found it on top of the piano, after all. Such a mystery. Hmm.
I wonder if it's possible to play piano duets over Skype or something. It'd be awesome. Hm, I have too much free time on my hands. I'd share some with you, but y'know.

Well, so much for now! Later!

Wednesday, 19 January 2011

Fact or Fiction

DISCLAIMER: This post may contain traces of speculation which may of may not be caused by the fact that it will be tomorrow in less than an hour. Accept nothing, trust no one.

Hi. Imagine this scenario: There are two people, A and B. A has a box with a mouse in it, and places a cat in the box with it, then closes the box. The mouse has poison on its fur, so if the cat manages to eat it, it'll die. If the mouse is evasive enough, they'll both live.
After an hour or so A looks in the box and tells B both the cat and the mouse are alive. B, relieved, leaves the room and the scene. Why is B relieved? Because, when the box was closed, every possible thing that could happen inside that box happened, until proven otherwise. In other words, the cat and mouse were both dead and alive.
This experiment is also known as Schrödinger's Cat. (Though it's a bit different and it involved radioactive matter and other science.)

And now for something completely different: The Boy Who Left.
I am, of course, talking about Noah.
I think that Noah is a pretty cool guy. He pursues the truth and doesn't afraid of anything. It's admirable, really.

But here's the catch: there seem to be two versions of "truth."

  1. Everything is the truth until proven otherwise, also known as Schrödinger's Cat. Examples are God, the Big Bang, and everything with "theory" affixed. (Hey, I managed to post about affixes.)
  2. Nothing exists until proven otherwise. I'll call this "realism" because I don't know the correct name for it, if there even is one. Examples are the fact that the Earth is spherical and the existence of atoms.
So, ultimately there are still different paths to be taken if you're searching for something that's absolute. I wonder if both will lead to the same truth. Y'know, I actually really want to know. Curiosity kills cats, though.

So. Bye, Noah! See you around!

Sunday, 16 January 2011

Salutations!

And welcome to this boring-looking blog with the conspicuous name of Valiant Something of Fortitude Plus One, composed by me: Erik, heir to Kan. Didn't that sound fancy. I feel accomplished already.

You might know that I once maintained another blog: This one. If you're interested in things told by past me, feel free to check it out. Anyway, things got hot over there, and when the parents discovered it, it reached the point of explosion. It's too bad, really. This new Blogger had me make do with this subpar layout. Or maybe it's just my horrible sense of design that made this site to look this way. There's still a lot more to update, though, and I think/hope that this is not the final version.

I look forward to distracting you with random musings, works of art, and other stuff that I fail to come up with right now. That's it for now: I won't post anything cool today, mainly because I've got an exam tomorrow. About trees. Syntactic trees. Ah, great fun.

By the way, if you're wondering about the title: It's just the first thing that came to mind. Maybe this blog isn't about life and affixes after all. Maybe it will be all about affixes and not about life. Maybe I'll hold true to the title and go with both. But I mainly chose it because it looks cool and I love RPG's.

Thanks for reading! Hope you come back when there's actual content here.