Good Afternoon

When the thought popped into my head like... something that pops (corn?)... to write an afternoon post, it occured to me that I haven't written very many afternoon posts, and I ought to do so! So then I opened up my Web browser to post my afternoon-timestamped thoughts on the Internet for other people on the Internet to read over their Web browsers!

When I started writing the last paragraph, I checked the time and it was... almost 6:30PM!?!That's not afternoon, that's evening! My afternoon post will have to wait for another day.

I Made Further Changes (See The Update)

I made changes to the blog layout. Changes have to be logged for historical reference. Someday I will ask myself if I made changes to my blog at around 1:00AM on June 10, 2008. Because weblog postings are dated and timed, I can look back and say: "YES!" That will make my life more interesting.

However, I am not logging what changes I have made. To find that out, I am going to assume that I will remember under hypnosis. Then I can look back and say: "YES! Hypnotism is interesting!"

Also, here's a video:



UPDATE: I noticed that not all of the words in this post's original Title, "I made changes", were Capitalized, so I changed the post's Title to use all Capitalized words. I also changed the keyword list to include the words "capitalization" and "keyword abuse" and "blog", because this is a blog.

Creative

In order to be creative, I made a change to the blog layout. You'll now see the words "It's a world's most blog". Note how the sloth in that phrase underlines a lack of creativity. It's "a" world's most blog, like I don't even care if it is the most. It's not really creative in the first place: I just took "world's most blog" and prefixed it with "It's the", as if you didn't already know where you were. Also, I only bothered to capitalize "It's", but the rest of the phrase? I could care less. Since I'm just typing even more words into this thing, why bother with the Shift key? That's extra work for my ring finger.

So look forward to more creativity as I make further changes in the future. One day, you won't recognize this blog. Especially if you get severe and sudden macular degeneration, or Alzheimer's, or you have a stroke or head trauma some form of severe brain injury damaging the area of your brain used to recognize blogs (mine in particular). Then I will have to morph my text-based "web content" into audio or braille for you. So please, buy a helmet - it will make my life much easier. Life is hard enough having to maintain an "online presence" with "web log content".

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Just some numbers

According to CTV's W5, drunk drivers kill 1200 Canadians every year. It's the leading criminal cause of death in Canada. If you accept that terrorist attacks are criminal acts, this means that drunk driving is worse than terrorism, at least quantitatively speaking.

To put this in perspective, in the 9/11 terrorist attacks, 24 Canadians were killed. (I will assume for now that the attacks were not a false-flag operation directed by Dick Cheney but were actually committed by bona-fide Islamic terrorists directed by Osama Bin Laden.) If you do the math, almost 24 Canadians are killed by drunk drivers every week.*

If you are addicted to alcohol, you might try to convince me that terrorist attacks are not criminal acts but rather acts of war. That way, you can use the apples-and-oranges semantic routine to duck my comparisons, and thereby protect your beloved drink.

* 1200 Canadians per year / 51 weeks = 23.59 ≈ 24 Canadians per week

You Know The Type

Yeah, the other day, I saw one of them. You know the type. The kind of person easily summarized, categorized and classified. That type. You know, a person whose essential qualities are easily captured and dismissed and degraded with minimal text. The kind of person who'll walk right up to you and say, "If you have a sense of inadequacy, just go ahead and deny it. Labeling me ultimately won't make you feel better, but that won't stop you." I bet they would be stupid enough to say that, too. We are better than them.

Those people. They make it so easy. They're so predictable.

The Next Bible

Nobody is reading my blog yet. Imagine that one day it became a sacred text to a billion people? That is one of the more ridiculous possibilities in the infinite universe.