So, I’ve been working on this project on the side for a couple months now.  It’s been tough programming at work, then coming home and programming some more, but I’m finally pretty much done.  Now I can start telling people about the site!  Yay!

MyFellowGamers.com
You may have also seen the link in my top header, along with my cartoon site and my music site.

The site is all about video games.  The main feature on the site is the ability to write comparisons between any video games you like.  People can then agree, disagree and comment on those comparisons.  Then, when people visit a game page, they can view all the comparisons made against that game by the users.

The coolest part though is that we take all those comparisons and agreements and generate rankings.  So even though two games may have never been directly compared, we can figure out which one is better just by using all of the comparisons that have been made.  If a user disagrees with the rankings that they see, all they have to do is write comparisons and when people agree with them, they will affect the rankings.  I think it’s pretty cool =)

So yea, check it out if you like.  I’m pretty proud of it.  Still some tweaks to be done here and there, but overall, it’s pretty sweet.

I’m currently angry at this show.  Not for its content because it’s an entertaining show, but for what they do to poor Morimoto.

The dude is Japanese, so this means that he has a little bit of an accent.  Ok, maybe he has a kinda thick accent.  However, instead of leaving his voice alone or adding subtitles for the people that can’t understand him, they totally dub over his voice with some emotionless robot of a human.

At first, I thought that he was speaking Japanese until they had another iron chef next to him that didn’t speak Japanese who was reacting to what he was saying.  Then when you watch his mouth, he is clearly speaking English.  He’s a funny guy, but all of that humor and subtlety in his humor goes right out the window when they dub him with the robot man.

At least they didn’t dub over his voice with something totally ridiculous like Paula Dean or something.

I opened up this editor with the intent of writing something.  So many things to write about.  Should I talk about video games?  Or how about that one thing I saw on TV?  That one thing I read?  That person I saw?  It could have been anything at all.  Maybe I could talk about programming, because that’s so exciting for everyone to read.

I got a couple words down about it.  It started off well, but never never wrapped up.  Couldn’t figure out what to say next.  Maybe I should just start over, but with another topic.

Hmm, that didn’t work either.  Maybe I can complain about something, like the fact that my apartment’s temperature seems to fluctuate between 60 and 80.  Or how the people that live underneath me make me worry about every footstep that I make.  Wouldn’t wanna be too whiny though.

I’ll just write a blog entry about how I can’t write write a blog entry.

I had another dream last night where I was driving around in my car, but it finally made me realize something.  Every dream where I’m driving a car, I have trouble driving.

I don’t remember much of last night’s dream, but there was a point where I was driving down a busy road and there was a red light.  The car in front of me stopped and I tried to stop, but I had to push down really hard on my brakes in order to do anything.  I almost rear ended the guy.  As I waited behind him, I had to keep all my weight on the brake pedal in order to keep the car from moving.  Once the light turned green, I think I had trouble staying in my lane and was facing oncoming traffic for a second.  After that, I think I went and played a bass guitar.

This braking phenomenon happens in every driving dream I have.  I always have to push down really really hard on them to make them work.  I wish I knew why I had these strange driving dreams.

I was coming back from McDonald’s the other day and I passed a mom
and her two kids as I started to cross the street.  Then, all of a
sudden, the mother starts yelling at her son for some reason.  I looked
back and thought he was doing something like picking on his sister but
nope.  He almost fell flat on his face because he didn’t notice the
high curb and dropped a bag of chips, so his mom yelled at him saying
“Can’t you walk?!”.

What is wrong with people!?

For some reason, I just kinda hate spending hours sitting in front of a
TV actively watching shows.  I watched the Heroes premier last night
and it was pretty good, but I just felt so lazy for sitting on the
couch for 2 hours not doing anything.  And tonight, we have House and
Fringe back to back, both of which I want to watch. 

I could always wait around for the whole season to come out on DVD, but
that doesn’t work if you want to see the episodes as soon as possible.  Blah.  At least Fringe has really short commercial breaks, unlike stupid NBC and Heroes.  I felt like I wasted a good 20-25 minutes watching commercials during those 2 hours.  Probably because I did.

I’ve been listening to techno music while working for about the past 3 weeks.  Something about the way it drones on and on helps me focus =P  What’s sad though is that I’m starting to recognize a couple of the songs.  Like the one that goes like this:

“Bmm Bmm Bmm Bmm  *woooooosh*   tshhhhhh  *synth* Bmm Bmm Bmm Bmm”. 

Or the other one that’s like this:

“Bmm Bmm Bmm Bmm tshhhhhhh  *synth*   *silence*  Bmm Bmm Bmm Bmm”.

Lets see what’s playing right now…

Bmm Snare Bmm Snare Bmm Snare Bmm Snare tshhhhhhhhhhh *sounds* Bmm Snare Bmm Snare.   And so on.

I put together my elliptical.  It took me about 2 hours.  Once I was done, I plugged it in and a weird motor sound was coming from the back.  I opened it up and it was broken.  A small plastic piece that moves the magnets to adjust the resistance snapped.  The magnets, instead of being held very close to the moving metal wheel thing were just attached to it, so when you moved the pedals, it makes a horrible metal on metal sound. 

Nice.

I just bought an elliptical and it arrived today.  Everything up to today was easy.

3 PM.  Gigantic semi shows up with my exercise machine.  It was going to be curbside delivery, which was fine because I was just gonna take it up piece by piece.  All I wanted was for the people from the truck to move it into the lobby area of my apartment building.  Just so it wouldn’t have to sit outside.  Out of the truck steps one guy.  Just one guy.  One guy and his hand truck.

He proceeds to slowly drag the 320 pound box to the back of the truck.  Then he slowly slides it off the back onto the ground.  I tried to stop it from slamming against the ground too much, but there is only so much I could do.  Out comes the hand truck.  He wheels it to the front stairs of my building where he then lets me sign the delivery paper and he’s on his way.  The box at this point has chunks ripped out of it in several places and some tears, but whatever, I was gonna open it all up anyway.

I slowly moved every piece I could to my apartment lobby so that the huge box and all of its contents wouldn’t have to sit outside anymore.  After a while, the only thing left in the box was the base.  One huge solid piece of a base.  Couldn’t be disassembled any further.  About 6 feet long and maybe 200 some pounds.  Totally impossible for me to ever move by myself.  All along I assumed that the base itself would come in pieces, being that I had to assemble the whole machine.  But I was wrong.  That’s a good thing and a bad thing though.  Good because it’s probably a lot more solid that a machine whose base you have to assemble.  Bad because I was the only person around available to move it.  It was also an extra big problem because if I couldn’t find anyone to help me with the move tonight, it would possibly have to sit outside overnight.  I didn’t like that very much.

I abandoned my fancy workout equipment outside so I could try to find anyone that could possibly help move it.  After frantically calling a bunch of numbers, I eventually got a hold of this one mover who was pretty much on his way home.  I explained the stupid situation I got myself in.  He wasn’t gonna stop by because it sounded a little tough, but he lived only 10 blocks away, so he said he would take a look.

My savior arrives.  He takes a look at everything and says that it’s totally doable.  He was a really nice guy, in a New York kind of way.  From there, we get everything ready for the walk up my two flights of stairs and proceed with the moving.  And that was it.  It was done. 

He never quoted me for a price and I never asked because I didn’t care how much it was going to cost, I just needed that machine to be inside my apartment and not outside my building’s front door.  As he’s packing up, he says “Give me whatever you think is fair.” which totally surprised me.  I gave him my money, he said thanks, and we both went on our way.

Now I gotta put the stupid thing together =P

Ooo, a music question!

Lets see. 

I would like Spineshank to perform, even though they are broken up. 
Meshuggah of course. 
Static-X always puts on a good show. 
Otep live is awesome. 
Never seen Celldweller, but I’ve heard they put on a crazy show.  So Celldweller as well.

Hmm, I don’t think any of my friends listen to all those bands, so this show would mostly be for me =)  But if any of those bands dropped out or couldn’t make it, I would want Phil Collins to take their place. 

Phil Collins is awesome. 

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