It’s bare bones for now, but please like our new Facebook page.
It’s bare bones for now, but please like our new Facebook page.
Well now is the time to stop that. Ever wonder how I come up with such obscure songs for my Earworms? Well you shouldn’t, because I try my best to inform you lot of how I came across the songs. Regardless, the predominant culprit is Spotify. (more…)
I challenged myself. I surprised all my peers by actually killing myself off of a social network.
Most people that know me would take it upon themselves to call me a social media buff, with an account for nearly everything. A Facebook, a Tumblr (vpshit.tumblr.com), a Twitter (@thisguypatrick), an Instagram (@thisguypatrick), a GetGlue, a Foursquare, Snapchat, a personal Blogger, a Google+, an AIM (but let’s not kid ourselves here, no one uses that shit anymore), and this currently stagnant WordPress.
Just last week, however, I deactivated my Facebook. I wanted to take time away from the computer, from looking at my phone, from making stupid status updates irrelevant to nearly all of my friends list. And for a bit it worked, barely.
While I no longer automatically click the Facebook bookmark as soon as I open Google Chrome, I do find myself more inclined to open YouTube, Google Music, Twitter, and Tumblr.
Essentially, by taking myself off of one social network, I’ve been able to dedicate more time to other things that require my attention to be on my laptop. And with finals on the way, this does not seem good for me.
I will keep you updated on this.
I, on the other hand, am here typing on my extremely incompetent hunk-o-junk purchased by my father two Black Friday’s ago.
While yes, it can handle everyday tasks like browsing the interwebs, typing up documents, watching movies/listening to music, all that stuff. But it can’t handle any of it if you run two at a time.
I personally opt for Google Chrome as my web browser because I know it’s damn stable. I usually have Facebook and Tumblr open at all times and using Spotify for my music needs. Maybe I’ll have Google Drive open on a third tab so I can type up a report or draft a new article or blog piece. That’ll all be fine, but if those 4 things are happening, scrolling up and down becomes a shit hole, typing has a 4 second delay, and music will buffer about 95% of the time. What’s the point of being able to have multiple tabs open if you can’t seamlessly go through the multiple tabs? I might as well be using a 90’s Mac.
The worst, however, is trying to edit pictures. Lightroom is a big, big, big, big, big application. I understand that. But if I have Facebook open (JUST FACEBOOK), Lightroom will cause my computer to overload. I can’t scroll, I can’t type, I can’t do ANYTHING but wait for the thing to load.
If the computer could run more than three applications at a time, I’d be so happy.
I failed to mention earlier that the computer didn’t even come with built in WiFi. Since it is in my basement, it has no ethernet cable to connect to either. We had to purchase a separate WiFi key, which upon start, does not even connect to the correct WiFi location (and trust me, I’ve tried COUNTLESS times to reset it and get it to connect to the correct one).
I wish I could afford to build a new computer like The Big Cheese.
As an impatient teenager, this is hell. No one likes hell.
This is not really an earworm, but something funny and to break up the dullness of the day. I saw this a few day’s ago, and it’s been making the rounds across the interwebs. I even heard it this AM on the Scott & Todd Morning show on WPLJ. Everytime you hear the original song, you can’t help but think of this version.
to my long time friend, and fellow blogger, Meeka of Meeka’s Mind on getting her first book up on Amazon called Vokhtah. I have yet to read it, but I have it on my Kindle Fire, ready to go. Hopefully I can further help her out by writing a review here. I also let Cheesecake know about this, and maybe we can do a write up. (yea, we still have to do the RE6 review like we said so many months ago, but we are still playing it =D)
Please for the low price of A$2.99 or if you have Amazon Prime, it’s a free rental.
Forgetting something that you reminded yourself about 2 minutes earlier. One of the worst feelings, ever.
I’m in high school. I try to keep my locker organized. Being 6 feet tall, I keep the books I need to take home at the top shelf of my locker, eye-level. I throw all the useless binders and folders on the bottom.
But, I’m in high school. I have the memory (and attention span) of a lifeless twig.
I told myself that I’d take my Spanish textbook home after Spanish class, which is the first class I have in the morning. Then, once again, I told myself to take my Spanish book home after AP World History class, around noon. And so the end of the school day comes around at 2:20.
I get to my locker. I unlock it. I throw the lock under the Spanish textbook on the top shelf, as usual. I’m conversing with my buddy, who for the sake of anonymity shall be called Bush, and I zone out from the conversation to make a mental list of the things I need to take home.
Bush keeps blabbering on and on about the awkward stare down he had with the “hot girl in our English class” whilst I rummaged for my skateboard and proper folders.
I get everything I need.
I grab the lock from under the textbook. Lock the locker. Walk away.
A couple of hours later, on the way home from a little after school skateboard session with my buddy, I realize something. I FORGOT MY TEXTBOOK. Panic races through me, for I have the most strict Spanish teacher in the school. “Goddamn it, my fucking luck…” I continually repeat to myself. I frantically search through my phone’s contact list. I blank out on whose numbers I do and do not have.
Thank Mark Zuckerberg (and his underlings) for Facebook. One friend, who shall be called Shelly, whose number I did not have, shares the same teacher. She was able to send me pictures of the textbook pages that I needed to copy and translate.
There was no point to this story. All I was getting at was that I’m an insanely forgetful person, and I need to work on my short term memory. What a waste of your time.
Hopefully you’re still reading. I just made you lose the game.
Well, well, well. The big man is turning another page and adding another year to his past. Happy birthday, Jon!
I grew up with him, and he’s more of a big brother to me than a cousin. We’re a tight knit family, and it helped that we used to live in the same vicinity. Now I’m on Long Island and he’s in New Jersey. Jon’s influenced me in everything; musical tastes, car preferences, video games, television shows, books, technology… I don’t know what I’d be without him.
Damn, this post wasn’t meant to be that sentimental. But it ended up being pretty emotion-filled.
Okay, it’s true, I’m not one to use social media to greet someone a happy birthday. Nor do I use Facebook to remember a person’s date of birth. I try to remember the birth dates of the important people in my life, and The Big Cheese is one of the most important.
And isn’t that great? It’s on a Friday!