Shit:
The red guys are Julian's men. The green and white guys are Euch's and mine. We got fucked.
And in case it looks weird, that's 500 Greeks and Romans on a bridge. And they're not there to make friends.
And the Greeks lost.
D'you know what I find odd? We live in a system that permits people to drive a year before they're permitted to consume alcohol. Then THREE years after that, they're allowed to decide to vote on who sets these sorts of rules. LOL.
We're expected to master of driving skills before we control our drinking habits; it should be the other way around.
I've been listening to the Red Hot Chili Peppers' old album BloodSugarSexMagik and it's bloody awesome. Sure, the vocals has improved since BSSM, but the lyrics and the energy in the old album is just... good. Very good.
My favourite track (favourite because of my twisted logic, whereby a pop-format song that contains intro-verse-chorus-verse-chorus-solo-chorus must be judged by juxtaposing the catchyness of the chorus with the catchyness of the verse section. If the chorus is more catchy than the verse, then it is a LOUSY song as most pop songs are listened to only for their catchy choruses. It's blasphemy, songs aren't based on a chorus, the chorus is supposed to capture the theme of the song. And yes, the brackets are closing NOW), The Power of Equality is quite good. I'm sorry, I can't think of any fancy words to describe things nowadays. Anyway, consider these lines:
Red, black or white
This is my fight
Come on courage, let's be heard
Turn feelings into words
I think Red here represents the Anthony Keidis' Red indian heritage, black represents the funk-rap that was the style of RHCP back in the day, and white represent his Caucasian half. So he kinda works for all of em.
The rest of the lyrics are pretty straightforward, but I put em here because I think they're the best I've seen by RHCP.
Right or wrong
My song is strong
You don't like it?
Get along
Say what I want
Do what I can
Death to the message
Of the Ku Klux Klan
Blackest anger
Whitest fear
Can you hear me
Am I clear
My lilly white ass
Is tickled pink
When I listen to the music
That makes me think
Well, sorta. The new stuff keeps to the tradition of no-4-lines make sense when taken apart(not present in this song, strangely), but the new stuff is just too random to feel like there was a real energy behind it.
Also, Gabs came over today with his oversized Digital keyboard and his spaceage hair. I can tell ya one thing. Playing drums on the keyboard doesn't make you talented, it makes you sore.
.........Modern Warfare 2 is almost out of service. Gotta say though, it was a good run.
What else..
The latest Honda City is pretty awesome. The whole time, Fong was like, "I still think the Waja is more powerful." Then I asked him to hit the semi-manual gearbox... It killed everything on the road. And lucky it was HIM driving, not me(I tend to close my eyes when I get scared). I don't think I've ever had that much of adrenaline and fear pumped in less than 4 seconds.
For it's 4th year, Company of Heroes has amazed me. It's a brilliant, intelligent, loud, awe-inspiring, difficult game that, for some reason hasn't caught on. Most people argue it's too difficult or has too few units. That's never been an issue for me. I'm not boasting. I'm serious, I LOVE the fact that it's too difficult. Because any game can have an opponent A.I. just operate at the speed of a computer, but in Company of Heroes, the computer thinks like a human. A smart one too. It feels natural; the flanking, the variation of tactics, the targeted sabotages. It's just unbelievable. I play the game often because that feeling that comes when the opponent is finally dead after 2 hours of constant battling is awesome.
Ok, since the blogging mood's back, I guess I won't have a problem continuing this tomorrow when my spine recovers from moving this 16 ton piano.
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