Hurrican't Sandy

I usually pride myself on being on the up n' up, but I literally didn't hear about Sandy until the day before it hit. I won't lie, at first I was psyched for some "Day After Tomorrow" shit, but, as is normal, I was let down. There were some cool pictures;

I almost shit a brick when I saw this.

But for the most part, it was rather lackluster.
Oh, and then there was that horse mask guy.
Now that was awesome.

I aspire to do something this stupid one day.

Seriously, internet...

I love Joseph Kony.
I love Amanda Todd.
I love Adalia Rose.
And it's not because I care about them, because I really don't. All are tragic stories in their own right, sure,

but that's the world for you. It's not a pretty place. In fact, there's so much bull shit going on that I dare say their tragedies pale in comparison to others. I won't lie; I really don't care.

Is that mean? Probably.
Does it make me a bad person? Depends on who you ask, though I think most internet denizens will tell you I am (Didn't I warn you about this in my first post, bio, etc.?). 

But, I'm honest.
That makes me better than these whores on YouTube on Facebook who wallow in these causes for money and attention. It made me sick to see these talentless hack "vloggers" generate thousands of dollars in ad revenue because they made a made a one minute video feigning sympathy for Amanda Todd and her story because they knew it would make money. I wretched when I saw people liking pictures of Adalia Rose, saying she was "adorable" and "cute" when they would recoil in abject terror upon seeing her in real life. I seethed when I saw people "like" everything and anything shat out by Invisible Children, thinking liking those statuses made them good people who make a legitimate change in the world.

What about the other handful of people on earth who suffer from progeria? Are they as "adorable" as Adalia Rose? Or what about the ugly guy who commits suicide because he was bullied? Does he not deserve the same amount of attention as Amanda Todd? What about actual humanitarian crises around the globe that aren't exaggerated and exploited to make money for rich Americans? Shouldn't we be spreading awareness about that rather than dumping money into the pocket of  a manipulative little shit who will spend the "donations" on hookers and blow?

Seriously, internet. 

What am I getting at with this? I have no idea. I just need to rant after seeing all this bullshit about Amanda Todd. It's just... ugh, INTERNET.
YOU'RE GONNA GIVE ME A ANYUERISM.

PewDiePie isn't funny

Hey, all none of you who watch this blog with bated breath for my next incredibly well thought out and intelligent posts/rants! Remember how I said I had something big planned?
Well, this isn't it. It was originally part of it, but I decided it was best kept succint and isolated.
Besides, I've been addicted to Pokemon White 2 like a junkie (14 hours logged the day I got it, for instance), so I haven't had time for much else.

That aside, you know who I really hate?
Pewdiepie.
I saw this video and instantly remembered why.
And then I was like, "I was going to write a big, long article filled with impressive vocabulary and silly captions, but this basically says it better than I ever could. And it's actually funny."
So yeah, here it is; "Adults React to Pewdiepie".
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FFbVKL-Meo0&feature=plcp
Not only does it showcase Pewdiepie in his natural habitat (Read: screaming incoherently about rape) at literally it's most unrefined and pure form, but its also a parody of those awful Fine Bros. "Teens React To -insert trending video here-"
Because a bunch of high schoolers gawking at bronies and acting awkward is totally HILARIOUS and not something I saw in high school every day. And it's basically the internet equivalent of "Kids say the Darndest things". Only it's missing Bill Cosby. And it's not funny either.

Bill Cosby doesn't give a shit how teenagers who probably use hashtags on Facebook feel about "Gangnam Style", and neither should anyone else.

Decisions, decisions...

So, my friend started contemplating the looming 2012 Armaggedon that undoubtly grows larger and larger as the date barrels towards us (For the record, before we continue, I think - no, I know, this whole 2012 thing is a load of bunk/scam/hoax/insanity). He said something rather interesting, and I quote;

"If anything happens, I hope it's like the End of Evangelion. I keep hearing things about Lake Vostok, and I bet there's a god-fetus or something that they'll uncover that will force everyone to ascend into Insturmentality, and we'll all turn into orange tang."

Something like this, if you wanted a visual aid.

It got me thinking.
What song should I listen to in those "final" moments?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=endscreen&NR=1&v=h8ihz79t2Z0
or
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Fw5acgqIHQE

It's very important. This could mean the difference between getting turned into orange tang and ascending into Instrumentality/Godhood with all you other jerk-offs and all the people I hate (lame), or being the new Adam with a fine-ass Eve?

Yeah, you guys have fun with all of your single consciousness, Instrumentality, Arthur C. Clarke nonsense.
I've got work to do.

Adidas isn't racist

Just foolish. Not every bad idea makes a person/corporation racist.
What it does make them is stupid. I mean, look at these god damn shoes.

Damn. Just damn. Look at those shoes. I'll admit, when I was kid, probably from, oh, conception to the age of eight, I thought purple and orange was the best combination of colors ever. Nowadays, it's just straight up ugly. And, guess what! It looks bad on these shoes! Since I'm not professional shoe critic, like one of my old co-workers (who I will definitely hit up over this), I can't really discuss the finer points of these sneakers, but I can comment on the pièce de résistance, the eponymous shackles.

If you haven't heard, people are saying the shackles are racist because, let's be honest, the target demographic 

of these shoes tends to be... Well, you can figure it out. I really don't think people at Adidas were sitting around

saying to each other, "Let's release shoes with chains on them. Wouldn't t that be funny! The irony of black

people wearing shoes with chains!" I'm pretty sure they saw some people calling racist a mile away, but I

don't think they expected this, or to be called out as truly racist.

In my opinion, they're just dumb gimmick gone horribly awry. They won't be the first ugly shoes.

They won't be the last. This gimmick just happened to be worse than most, I guess.
If anything, this tripe is common in Japan. Just google "Japanese Fashion" or something, and you'll get some 

strange stuff. I mean, this is a fashion sphere which Kirugumi is a popular trend and that gave the rest of the 

world Bathing Apes.
Unforgivable.

Addendum: I don't hate Bathing Apes (I'm not calling them BAPES) because they're inherently bad shoes,

but rather because:
A) That is one of the most unpleasant sounding names for a brand ever. I mean, "Bathing Ape"... it just 

sounds wrong. I'm sure it was based off of those Japanese monkey's that sit in hot springs all day.
B) It's a brand normally associated with Chav's, A.K.A, a group I don't want to be lumped with. We all know

it's only a matter of time until Chav-dom comes to the U.S.

Surreal

I haven't posted in some time, have I?
I've been busy, trying to make friends and all. It's rather surreal to think that I wake up and go about my day 300 miles away from what I call home, and all the people and things that make it so. I'm sure it'll wear off soon, but still, it's odd. I attribute it to the fact I've lived in the same house for twelve years, and I was half convinced I would never leave. So yeah, there's that.
For all no one who reads this regularly, I've got a short article penned already for a release soon. I've been sitting on it, just because I don't want to become the next Busy Street, but... God, I have to say something.
I made this to vent about all the stupid bullshit no one IRL cares about, so I'm gonna do it here.
So yeah, I'm not dead. Just biding my time...

Rozen Maiden is a horror movie in waiting

You know what I'd like?
Another season of Rozen Maiden.
I had a dream last night that reminded me how much I liked Rozen Maiden. I could probably write a whole damn thesis on why I like it so much, but I'm far too unmotivated to do it right now.
On an unrelated note, have you ever thought about how terrifying Rozen Maiden would be in real life (if you've seen it, of course)?
Let's be honest, dolls are fucking creepy.
They just sit there and... watch, with those horrible, unblinking glass eyes, waiting for you to fall asleep before they come to life and steal your soul.
Especially dollfies. I imagine that's what the dolls of Rozen Maiden would look like, so... yeah.
If I ever came into possession of a living dollfie, I'd be hard pressed not to tell it to leave me alone and/or toss it in the fire place. Just imagine if Rozen Maiden was changed so that when a doll died, so did their owner. It's be like a mix between Chuckie and Pokemon, two things that should probably never go in the same sentence.

Imagine this walking, talking, carrying a steak knife and whispering the horrible 

things it will do to you in the night while you try to sleep.
And I think this Suiseiseki isn't actually that bad; the anime-esque

look keeps it from crawling to the bottom of the uncanny valley with the my withered, soulless corpse.