Krispy

I thought Blogs was only for members who knew the forums well enough to stumble upon Blogs. Now it's just a link that any caste can click on. What gives?

Has anyone here had to endure the Pandora ad for Cedar Sinai brain surgeons that opens with some woman saying, "Pyramid. Pshyramid. P-hhyramid."? It's so fucking horrible to hear her mispronounce that over and over again every five songs or so. And of course it's at work and we're not allowed to install adblock on our laptops, so while I'm typing up validation procedures I feel like taking a screwdriver to my eardrums- am I overreacting? Btw the Bose headset is still golden and everyone is jelly of them.

Worth buying for $300? I really need a pair of decent, comfortable (key word) headphones and I really love Bose®'s noise canceling stuff. Has anyone here bought a pair? What do you think?

Ok, playboys of Doomworld, riddle me this one. Put yourselves in the situation:

You're at a seminar in a foreign city (being the international man of mystery that you are), and this reserved, dorky-ish acting chick is all that appears within reach for the week. You spend every waking hour funneling your attention and spare cash into her greedy maw, sharing dessert with her and even walking along the beach at sunset showing off your superhuman skillz at rock skipping.

Alas, it is all for naught. Not even getting her drunk has helped you get into her pants, and you begin to wonder if you've been friendzoned like a gay boy friend, or if she simply doesn't have sex. You return to your apartment by train, cry into your penis, and say goodnight. Then, the next morning, out of the blue, she wants to have extended conversations on Facebook! What's more, she adds flirty lines to her sentences for no reason and totally says heyy, ha, and :).

So I ask you, Doomworld, DOES SHE WANT THE D?

It's that time of year again, when the days are darkest and I have my birthday. This year, I'd like to ask the community not for a map, but an avatar instead! More specifically, a Megasphish to match my Invulnerabilitysphish and this Soulsphish that Greyghost was kind enough to make for me last year:

Because I don't have a computer and I'd really like to have this image:
http://www.mediafire.com/view/myfiles/#fdltje6em1ahyfa
resized horizontally to 540 pixels for my phone. If you do this for me, you will be the lucky recipient of my referral thing or whatever and it will appear in your profile and you will look cool to all the other kids on the forum. The catch: the image must retain its transparency.

EDIT: Ok, so apparently you can't add referrals after you've registered. I'll have to think of some other reward.

How about a custom title? The next one who resizes that image gets a custom title. There might be something wrong with this plan, but we'll cross that bridge when we get to it.

...well, it's not the exact same name, but I thought I'd mention it. U jelly? It's in Neumarkt. Yes, there were Nazis shooting at me. But I got all their stuff.

Hey, everyone! It's me and I'm in Germany like I promised and wouldn't you know it, I have the most coolest host family for three wekks evar snd we got to talking about wars and stuff. I've been to a coulpe parties so far and there's this one guy Gavin that I thought would be competitino, but he's actually a total fag. He told me himself. Scor 1 Krispy! Comment on Germany.

This is an account of my journeys to faraway lands for the past 2 weeks. I spent them hiking out in the Wild Wild West, namely Colorado and Arizona. In Arizona, the main attraction is the Grand Canyon, so we (die Familie) hiked 10 miles from the south rim to this place called Phantom ranch near the river. That was nice. We had stew. It was another ten miles back up the next morning.

One day of rest, and then we hiked to this village called Havasupai. It's an indian reservation in one of the Grand Canyon's side canyons, only accessible by foot, mule, or helicopter. Another 10 miles to get there. Mostly all there is in town is a bunch of starving horses and stray dogs. Like Mexico, only with better water. All the horses were standing two feet deep in their own shit, trying to eat their own shit, and all the trailers were filthy and the little kids were throwing mud at them. Which, to me, doesn't make sense. Aren't they trying to present themselves as a 'proud' people? Isn't everything sacred to them? So why not their own houses? Their claim to fame and the only thing keeping tourism dollars flowing in to the town is the large blue waterfalls that the Supai tribe owns. Nice location, crappy people. What the brochures don't tell you is that the natives hate whities, and resent the fact that they need us to keep their town afloat.

==<GOOD PART>==

Okay, so on the first day, we didn't really catch on to this fact, mostly because we thought that the cold reception we got was a cultural difference. These people live with 1200 foot walls all around, after all. It was on the second day, after a 4-year-old shouted, "Whitey go home!" to my father, that we saw what was really going on. Well, what can you do, right? We were going home the next day anyway. So after spending the day at the falls, we headed to the only place to eat in town, this crappy cafeteria, and ate frybread and indian tacos (which, by the way, is probably the reason that every single one of them is obese).

Now, supposedly, it's a dry res. However, I can personally attest that either that's not the case or there's some rule-breaking going on down there. For some reason, my sister wanted to eat on the porch, even though it was like 104 degrees out or something. So we're like, "go for it," but a minute later she comes back with this weird look on her face. Apparently, there was some fat indian gal about her age (21) on the porch. When my sister walked out there, the indian was like, "Nooooo, fuck noooo. How many of you are there?"
"Um, there's four of us."
"Fuck no! No whities allowed!"
"Uh, okay. Sorry." *dashes back in to tell us about her odd encounter*

So a little while later, this chick waddles inside and starts talking to a group of indians at a table in some Yavapai language or whatever the hell they speak, but they mostly ignore her. She's obviously been hitting the fire water as she cruises toward our table (apparently her favorite spot). But about five feet from us, she manages to see us through her drunken beer goggle haze and swerves away, saying, "No fuck no!" She plops down farther away and starts babbling in her own language. I can only guess what things she was saying about whities on the res and whatever else, but some of it got the other indians laughing.

What I was wondering was, who was her supplier and how were the others not clamoring for her booze? Maybe they had like a lottery, and today was her day to get drunk. That would explain why everyone was so tolerant of her. We set out at 4 AM the next morning.

Lesson learned: Next time you decide to hike to a remote Native American village, pack plenty of water and don't interact with the natives. Bring fire water for bargaining.

TL;DR: Read the story, you lazy butt munch!

I just got a 15 KV neon sign transformer, so of course now the only thing to do with it is hurry up and assemble a Tesla coil! Does anyone here have any experience with them? I'm not looking for advice, I've got the whole internet for that, I'm just looking for personal feedback. I'm really excited to see this thing up and running.

Here's a video of the robot my team made for a robotics competition this year. We ended up having a really bad year (only 3 measly silver medals out of 3 possible medals) but we made it to the quarter finals at world's. Our robot is number 67. I was on electrical.
First match @ 12:25

I have to get it out, so why not on Doomworld? I wish there were real-world grammar Nazis to exterminate all the inferior spellers and those who can't use punctuation or distinguish between too and to. The fact that I have to compete (and sometimes lose) in essays and other writing pieces with others of such a low writing caliber pisses me off. It's the fact that a teacher/professor might give me a lower grade on a paper than one that's riddled with errors. When reading stuff online (guhhh) I get so distracted staring at mistakes like the ones below.

Examples of things that make me want to find people and punch them:

• haft to
  
• might of
  
• to vs too
  
• there/their/they're (big one)
  
• loosing vs losing
  
• i
  
• its vs it's (big one)
  
• wasnt
  
• cant
  
• your vs you're (big one)
  
• adding an apostrophe before the "s" in a plural noun (like pancake's or house's)
  
• doubtless I'll add more
  

Here I come.

I'm getting interviewed for a foreign exchange program later this week. I'm sort of nervous about it. Searching online hasn't really come up with any specific questions that I may be asked. It'll be through YFU USA and the Congress-Bundestag Youth Exchange Program. I'm all concerned over 'Were my essays long enough?' and 'Do I need insurance?' If they emailed asking for an interview that's a good sign, right? Anyway, if this works out it'll be almost as exciting as the day I received DOOM in the mail... Just sayin'.

Wish me luck.

Apparently everyone who posts blogs has a blog page.

http://www.doomworld.com/~Krispy

I wonder what other neat features I haven't discovered yet?

As some of you know, I've been working on a Hide and Seek project. Unfortunately, I've only received one submission, making a total of two maps. Fortunately, I like how it looks so far and would like to continue the project. So, since my birthday passed recently, I was hoping someone (or people) could build a map for me. The more the merrier! The rules are in the first post of that thread.