My Home Town

Me & Ruby

noreply@blogger.com (TheOriginalMonz) — Mon, 04 Feb 2013 16:05:00 +0000

About a year and a half ago (on August 29, 2011 to be precise) I drove off the lot at Rawhide Harley Davidson on my brand spanking new 2012 Harley Davidson FLD Switchback motorcycle. I hadn’t actually intended to buy a motorcycle that day. I heard one of their commercials on the radio on the way into work. They claimed having lots and lots of used motorcycles with special interest rates on them. I had been wanting a bike for a long time. I’d looked at several brands and styles. The 5/8 and I made a deal, once I got hired on somewhere full time again (I had been contracting for a few years – nice money but not completely steady income) then I would get a bike. An easy deal for me as I would not want another loan without that steady reliable income that only comes with either a full time permanent job or winning the lotto and taking the annuity option.

So I thought I would take off work a few hours early, drive on down to Rawhide there in Olathe and see what they had. As I said, I’d looked at brands and models over the past year or so. I’d decided the bike for me was the Fatboy. I know I could have got a Yamaha V-Star (very nice looking bikes) for quite a bit less. I could have got a Victory (also an American company). Both of those are nice bikes, however, no matter how nice they are, the aren’t a Harley. Waiting for me when I got to work that Friday was an email from Harley Davidson. I had been on their email list for the last 8 months or so, ever since I made my decision that a yellow Fatboy was the bike for me. The email was promoting an all new model, the Switchback. It has bags and a windshield, however they can be quickly and easily removed (leaving nothing behind that makes the bike look like you’re missing something) to strip the bike down to a more basic street cruiser instead of a kind of Road King, jr.

They had a Switchback on the floor when I got to the dealership. I liked the idea. If I got a Fatboy, I’d have to buy bags and a windshield for the commute to work anyway, and this one had already bags and a windshield which I could easily remove to the weekends. In addition, it was a few grand less expensive than the Fatboy. We ran the numbers on it and I drove it home that day.

Since then I have put more than 25,000 miles on the odometer. That’s quite an achievement when most people put at the top end about 4,000 miles a year on their motorcycles. I ride her most every day. Cold, hot, cool, windy. I got heated gloves for the cold days – and I’m trying to figure out how to keep my helmet’s visor from icing up on days where the mercury drops below 30F.

The bike has been dubbed “Ruby” – thanks to the suggestion by one of my best friends in the entire world. The 5/8 calls it my mistress. I think there truly are some people who are “born to ride”. In addition, I truly believe I am one of those people. No matter the weather, I’d much rather ride than drive. Anywhere. Last summer the 5/8 and I went to the Harley Owners Group rally in Junction City. This year the rally is in Wichita, and we’ll be there. Additionally we’re planning a trip to Fayetteville, Arkansas in September for the Bikes, Blues & BBQ rally. One day, I’d like to take on the Dragon’s Tail in Tennessee (or is it South Carolina, I can’t remember off the top of my head ) and of course spend a week riding the Rockies over in Colorado – but that’s probably a few years out yet – one thing at a time.

Book Thoughts: Carrie (Stephen King)

noreply@blogger.com (TheOriginalMonz) — Sun, 03 Feb 2013 17:35:00 +0000

As you all should by now know my favorite author is Stephen King. I like the way he writes, his style, his ‘voice’ as they say. He can weave a story and using nothing but his words, paint a vibrant picture in my head.

King’s first published novel was Carrie back in t1974. The book has spawned three movies to date – with another re-make on the way supposedly to be released sometime around Halloween 2013.

The story centers around Carrietta “Carrie” White. The daughter of a staunch bible-thumping Jeezus howling evangelistic mother, Margaret White (Carrie’s father was said to be the same way, but is deceased in the novel). The way the book describes Carrie makes me picture a somewhat pudgy (though not fat) girl with a pale, pimply face. Not at all consistent with Sissy Spacek, but then again, that’s Hollywood for ya.

King takes us through the mind of this girl as her special telekinetic powers are beginning to show themselves. To be sure there were a few instances early on in Carrie’s childhood that gave her mother a hint that the devil was in her, but those were rare. The powers really begin to come in as a 16 year old Carrie experiences her first period in the showers after gym class. Horrified that she’s bleeding – her mother, it would seem, had never explained this to her (I can only assume that she was absent that day in school when the nurse took the girls into a special class about that stuff).

That’s where the second most famous scene associated with Carrie happens, with the girls in her gym class throwing tampons and pads at her yelling “plug it UP, plug it UP, plug it UP”. Later in the book, not quite the end, but really the beginning of the end, comes the absolute most famous scene, the one with the pigs blood. In between those two milestone events, we are taken on a journey. Some into Carrie’s past and some into her mother’s past (she claims she had sex only twice, both times resulted in pregnancies – the first was stillborn, the second was Carrie).

Carrie is horribly bullied in school, all the way through school. If she were in school today, she’d probably be the poster child for some federal anti-bullying campaign. Given what kind of religious kook her mother is, combined with her appearance (I keep seeing her with stringing hair and shiny, oily skin) it’s not a wonder she was treated so poorly. Kids are going to be kids after all, and at their most base, I firmly believe all kids are mean as snot until they are learned better by their parents and teaches (and their peers but usually only after a good ass-whoopin’).

It is clear to me reading this, that it is one of King’s early works (of course it is, it was his first). His prose isn’t as polished as it is today, almost 40 years later. His backstory isn’t as in-depth. On the other hand, the novel is only a few hundred pages long, far short of his 1K+ page works of today.

Video Thoughts: The Dark Knight Returns I & II

noreply@blogger.com (TheOriginalMonz) — Sat, 02 Feb 2013 21:50:00 +0000

Not to be confused with Chris Nolan’s latest installment of Batman: The Dark Knight Rises this two part animated movie is tightly based on the four part limited series comic books by Frank Miller published in 1986. The comics where issued in what was called (not sure if they still are or not) “prestige format”. Thicker card paper, no ads between the pages and rich painted panels instead of printing ink. The exceptional artwork was done by Lynn Varley. You might remember Frank Miller from other projects of his such as Sin City and 300 (both made into movies). He also lead the post Crisis on Infinite Earths re-vamp of Batman with Batman: Year One and Batman: Year Two.

The story was a whole new concept for me. I’ve always preferred Batman to any of the other heroes in the comic book universes. But this series was something completely different for me. It takes place in a future where Bruce Wayne is nearing 60 and Batman has been retired for 10 years or more. Commissioner Gordon is retiring and medical science has progressed enough that doctors were able to fix Harvey Dent’s (a/k/a Two Face) face and finally let him out of Arkham Asylum. The Joker has been in a coma for more than a decade and all the heroes have quit doing their thing.

There is a history alluded to where some agreement was made between the world’s heroes and the governments. We aren’t really let in on that completely, but we know that Superman still is around and more or less working for the government.

The movies follow the book almost to the letter. One thing I miss is that in the books there is a narrative. A kind of Mike Hammer-ish first person telling of things. This really helps the reader to get into the head and thoughts of Batman. It is missing from the movie. I don’t know why they didn’t include it in the movie – it worked well in the Batman: Year One animated movie adaptation that was released a few years ago.

The artwork in the movies is spot on with the artwork in the books. They didn’t do any updating to the tech from the book either. There are a few scenes where you see people with giant boom boxes (you remember those, right?).

If you like Batman, or animated movies, or can just appreciate great art and great story telling, these videos should be on your “to watch” list.

And, let’s face it, anytime you get to see Batman kick the crap out of Superman, it is a good day!

Television Thoughts: The Americans

noreply@blogger.com (TheOriginalMonz) — Fri, 01 Feb 2013 18:48:00 +0000

A new television series started this past Wednesday. I had been seeing commercials for it even as far back as while watching the past season of Sons of Anarchy. Didn’t pay all too much attention at first. I thought “ho hum, Russian spies – how good could that really be with no more KGB?” But later I realized this is a period piece. It takes place in 1981, towards the climax of the cold war, just before the Soviet Union collapsed under it’s own idiocy ( or before Saint Ronald Reagan spent them into the poor house – however you want to go with that one).

The show centers around Phillip and Elizabeth Jennings. Typical suburban couple with two kids and a mortgage and jobs – everything but the white picket fence actually. Though they look and act like a married couple for all intents and purposes, they are not. They are Soviet spies. Part of the KGB S-directorate (if you remember much about the cold war, that was the rumor of KGB sleeper cells living and working in the good ol’ US of A).

Their kids (teenage daughter and pre-teen son) of course know nothing of their parents’ true identities.

The pilot was at times fast paced and at times seemed to be a bit slower. But in true FX original programming fashion, it was anything but boring or generic. From the opening scene where Elizabeth is “coaxing” information from a high-level white house employee (and not violently, I might add), to the closing scene where Phillip – dressed up as a left-over from the 70’s beats the crap out of some guy who earlier in the show made some sexual remarks about Phillip’s daughter – you never got to a point where you thought “isn’t this over yet?”

Whether it continues to be as good as the pilot only time will tell. For now though, it stays on the DVR record list.

Oh, yeah and the music was great. A very good and nerve wracking kidnap and escape sequence was set to Fleetwood Mac’s “Tusk”, and other scenes paired against music of the times made the music seem like a character all of it’s own.

Four Days In

noreply@blogger.com (TheOriginalMonz) — Fri, 04 Jan 2013 16:03:00 +0000

Four days now into the new year and it seems pretty much like the old year. Not that I ever remember the new year being all that different from the old, ever. Each year of course does bring new challenges and experiences. As does each month, and each week and each day.

We did get some snow on new year’s ever, it is still covering a good portion of the ground. That’s good. I don’t mind the cold so much, but I’ve always been of a mind that if it is going to be cold, it might as well snow. I love the snow. It’s bright whiteness covering all the dead vegetation we have all winter long. Looking immaculate and pure. At least at first. The snow left on the ground still now four days along is looking rather dull. It’s lost it’s luster. What lines the roadways is of course brown and dirty from the exhaust and road grime that coats it.

Good news though, Monday and the rest of next week is supposed to bring us warmer weather. Mid 40s and above. Looks like it’s time to pull the cover off Ruby and fill her tank this weekend for the anticipated rides to work this coming week.

Is This Normal?

noreply@blogger.com (TheOriginalMonz) — Fri, 28 Dec 2012 19:02:00 +0000

Is it normal for people who have a blog, who’ve enjoyed writing in it now and again, but invariably put their posts and writing onto the far far back burner as life gets in the way, to pop their heads back in at the close of the year just to say something, anything, to let the world know they are still alive and kicking? Does it even matter? In the grand scheme of things, I would have to say “no”. In the big picture, the musings of one guy on teh interwebs doesn’t amount to a hill of beans in this crazy world.

Be that as I may, I have to say that I miss writing. I enjoy it. It’s peaceful in a way. Let’s me just nearly close off my mind and my fingers fly across the keyboard tic-tac ing out words which form sentences which sometimes lead to some kind of rational though (not often, I grant you that). Maybe I’ll make a new years resolution to do more writing.

To catch up the year in a nutshell…

No. 1 Son finally got off his duff and enrolled in school, studying networking and computer repair.
No. 2 Son “came of age”, turning 18. Now a full-fledged adult (except, of course, where the intake of alcohol is concerned).
Little Sister turned 14 and also somewhere along the way this year discovered Doctor Who. She’s hooked. Such a little geekette she is, but I probably have only myself to blame for that.
Picked up a Star Wars version of Monopoly for our annual New Year’s Eve monopoly game (which Little Sister usually wins, btw).
Put about 20K miles on my Harley.
In TV land we saw the end of Eureka – which was a great light-hearted show, and (presumably) the end of Clay Morrow in the season finale of Sons of Anarchy (probably not though) as well as the end of House.
In the movie world we were treated to Dark Knight Rises (treated might be bit of stretch maybe I’ll make a post on that sometime) as well as The Hobbit: An Unexpected Journey.
Oh yeah, and recently discharged Marine moved in with us. She’s mostly living with us while her fiance is off training etc. in the Corps.

And that’s about it for the year in review. All in all, not really such a bad year, despite seemingly having less and less money to make ends meet as the year progressed. Maybe 2013 will be better (not bloody likely!).

A Beautiful Day for a Ride

noreply@blogger.com (TheOriginalMonz) — Mon, 26 Mar 2012 17:50:00 +0000

A nice day on Sunday. Beautiful actually. The sun was shining, the air was clear and blue. Went for a ride with the local chapter of the Harley Owners Group, Oz HOGS as they are called. Oz, of course, referring to this being Kansas, and Dorothy being from Kansas in the Wizard of Oz books (yes, to all you film buffs, there are more than one Wizard of Oz books!).

We rode from Topeka out U.S. 40 to Lawrence. That is a fun road to ride when you're on your own, or with maybe one or two others. In a larger group, it didn't quite seem as fun. Part of the fun are the twisties, the curves and the rolling hills. Hitting a 40mph curve at 55 can be thrilling. Downright exhilarating even! Hitting a 40mph curve at 30 or 35? Not so much. Regardless, it was still good. A reason to burn the fuel and have the wind in my face and to see the fields as they turn green with the wheat and corn and whatever else the farmers are planting out there.

There is a house on that road, one I remember from when I was just a wee tyke. It has a rather large clock in a gable facing the front. The clock must be 10 or more feet in diameter. It doesn't work. Never has as far back as I can remember. There were several years during my youth when instead of the clock, there was a covered hole there, the clock leaning against the side of the house. I'm glad whoever did so put it back in it's proper place.

It was in the general location of that clock-house that I caught a whiff of fresh-cut wood as I rolled down the road. The odor taking me instantly back to my youth, many many years ago, and also transporting me several hundred miles south, to Pittsburg, Kansas.

The home of my grandfather. His home and the workshop in the back yard. He was a furniture maker. "Tomorrow's Antiques Today" read some business cards that we had found just a few years ago. The same motto used by my grandfather and his father before him. Both furniture makers. The smell of the fresh-cut wood made me think of that workshop. Saw dust covering the floor. Light angling in through the windows, catching all the tiny bits and specks of saw dust that were floating in the air. The building was a rather drab looking gray, but I loved it there. It was a place of magic and wonder. I sometimes wonder if he had lived long enough, and we lived close enough, if he would have taught me how to create beauty from a twisted tree like he could. "Let it be said of me, that I could find beauty in a twisted tree." That is the phrase on his grave marker.

Now I feel the need to make a trip to Pittsburg. To visit his grave. The workshop is long gone now, the contents sold after his death and the building torn down. But Chicken Annie's is still there in Pittsburg. Best fried chicken you'll find anywhere.

A few moments after the whiff of saw-dust filled my nostrils, and dragged out the pleasant memories, I rode past a skunk someone had hit. Its repugnant stench cancelling out the sweet memories of saw dust and youth (before it had a chance to be misspent).

Life Is Good

noreply@blogger.com (TheOriginalMonz) — Tue, 13 Sep 2011 23:49:00 +0000

It was sunrise. You couldn't see the sun yet, it was still below the horizon, but the daylight that is the sun's entourage was bright yellow and orange. It reached out in a sunburst pattern, fingers of yellow-orange daylight reaching into the dark blue purple of the night. The sight was truly magnificent. I only remember seeing that sunburst effect in drawings or paintings, or other works of art. I'm sure I've seen it in reality a thousand times, but none of those have ever registered in my memory. Either I wasn't paying attention, or they simply weren't that spectacular. Probably a combination of both. This sunrise though, was awe inspiring. I fully regret now, not pulling off to the side of the road and taking a few moments to snap a couple of pictures. Though I'm pretty certain the pictures would not have been as inspiring. Like pictures of the Grand Canyon. There's no way a picture can match the real thing. No way it can make you feel the way being there and witnessing it makes you feel.

The vibrant yellow-orange of the day reached out fingers of light into the dark blue purple of the night. The demarcations between day and night were well defined, almost sharp. Shafts of night narrowed into dagger like points between the widening fingers of daylight. It didn't last long as I rode the highway through Lawrence, by the time I reached the Eudora exit, the scene has muted. The light and dark mixed and the lines blurred until there was a sort of day-horizon, with a pale blue-purple curtain of night slowly dissipating as the pale yellow of the day made progress, winning the battle - as it does every day. The sun finally made it's appearance. Like some giant red general or king riding high on his stallion behind the front lines into battle. Supervising as the troops of daylight vanquished the dark soldiers of nighttime.

It was a glorious sight.

Day 7: Power Outage

noreply@blogger.com (TheOriginalMonz) — Thu, 09 Jun 2011 20:36:00 +0000

(Yeah, I know, I'm behind catch up this weekend....promise!)

Sent from my Windows Phone

Day 6

noreply@blogger.com (TheOriginalMonz) — Tue, 07 Jun 2011 23:37:00 +0000

Day 6

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Sent from my Windows Phone

Day 5: Chillin’ & Grillin’

noreply@blogger.com (TheOriginalMonz) — Mon, 06 Jun 2011 00:49:00 +0000

Day 4: Sneak Peek

noreply@blogger.com (TheOriginalMonz) — Sun, 05 Jun 2011 03:09:00 +0000

Day 3: Because

noreply@blogger.com (TheOriginalMonz) — Sat, 04 Jun 2011 04:52:00 +0000

Day Two: Life

noreply@blogger.com (TheOriginalMonz) — Fri, 03 Jun 2011 04:49:00 +0000

Day 1: Thunder Rolls

noreply@blogger.com (TheOriginalMonz) — Wed, 01 Jun 2011 23:50:00 +0000

The Best of Times, the Worst of Times

noreply@blogger.com (TheOriginalMonz) — Sat, 07 May 2011 05:31:00 +0000

It’s that time, not only of the year, but of my life. The time is, high school graduation. For the past almost 30 years I haven’t given two shakes about high school graduations. I knew they happened. They talked about them on the news. A few weeks before we knew to stay in as prom season rolled into full-swing, and the restaurants were full of pimply faced teenagers trying their darndest to act all grown up, dressed to the nines and wining and dining their dates.

But this year is different. No. 1 Son is graduating from Topeka High School – my alma mater. Two days ago he played his last band concert during the annual “Dogs on the Lawn” band fund-raiser. At the end, they had the Seniors step to the front, and us parents join them, and we sang the school song, and the school fight song. It has been nearly 30 years since I sang either of those, but they came back to me just like it was yesterday. Amazing really.

I’m not sure I’m ready for the boy to graduate high school. Hell, I’m not sure he’s ready to graduate. He’s the emotional type. He looks at high school graduation not as the end of the beginning, but rather, as the beginning of the end. He is kind of lost (as I was at his age) in that he doesn’t really know what he wants to do with his life. It’s a hard time for kids that age, looking back, all I knew was that I was glad to be rid of school, and I went to a college nearly 400 miles away just to get away from the ‘rents. But he’s not like that. He has no interest in putting any distance between us and him. We joke that he’ll be 40 and living with us. Sometimes…just sometimes…I wonder how far off we are on that mark.

Only in Kansas

noreply@blogger.com (TheOriginalMonz) — Wed, 16 Mar 2011 00:37:00 +0000

Several inches of snow on the ground yesterday morning...nearly 70 degrees today. Only in Kansas...don't like the weather? Wait 5 minutes and it will change.

Movie Thoughts: Sunshine Cleaning

noreply@blogger.com (TheOriginalMonz) — Sun, 13 Mar 2011 23:30:00 +0000

This movie was listed under comedies on the Netflix, but it was more drama than comedy. That being said, it was an enjoyable watch.

Amy Adams and Emily Blunt portray sisters who start a bio-waste & crime scene cleaning service as a way for Adam's character to send her child to a private school (after having been expelled from his regular school).

One of my long time favorite favorite actors, Alan Arkin, plays the role of the women's kooky off-beat father.

All in all, it was a fun movie to watch, with a couple of laugh out loud moments.

Movie Thoughts: Daybreakers

noreply@blogger.com (TheOriginalMonz) — Sun, 13 Mar 2011 22:03:00 +0000

I have to admit to a certain affection for supernatural thrillers. Vampires, werewolves, demons and the like. I like them. Not to the extent that I like time travel movies - where I pretty much have to see them, even if I know they are gonna suck sour eggs.

I will say that lately I've been avoiding vampire movies - pretty much since the Twighlight movies started up. Those simply can't hold my interest. As someone said - the Twighlight movies turned vampires into sparkly faggots. A sentiment with which I agree.

Daybreakers, however, returns the vampire monster to it's rightful place a something to be feared; but with a Wall Street corruption kind of twist.

Set in a world where vampires have become the norm, and humans have become an endangered species, a small group of humans search for a way to survive, even as the supply of human blood dwindles to nothing.

Daybreakers isn't really a horror film so much as it is a well plotted and well acted thriller. Ethan Hawke, Sam Niell and Will Dafoe star.

The Do-it-yourself LoJack….kinda

noreply@blogger.com (TheOriginalMonz) — Wed, 30 Sep 2009 14:41:00 +0000

Having two working laptops in our house, one of which gets carried around by me quite frequently, I have often worried what I’d do if one of them ends up getting stolen. It happens all the time. I’ve thought of LoJack, but my fears, I guess, just don’t justify the cost.

This is rather cool. Over at TechRepublic, I learned of an open source (read – FREE) software program for Windows, Mac and Linux called “Prey”

The software puts you firmly in the “big brother” seat in the even your laptop is ever stolen. I would assume it would work just as well on a desktop, I don’t know.

Once you install Prey, it will send an email to a email address you specify,in a time interval you specify…say…every 3 minutes,or 10 minutes, or 1 hour. The email will contain information like:

Computer status
List of currently running programs
Network (including Wi-Fi) information
A screen shot of the desktop
A picture of the thief (if your laptop has a webcam)

Now, I know what your thinking “Gee, that’s cool, but I don’t wanna fill up my email box when the laptop isn’t stolen.” Well, the folks that created Prey thought of that too. When you setup and configure Prey, you can set it to check a specific URL. If it finds that, it will send the data to the specified email address.

I’m going to download and install this on my laptop this evening, I’ll add a post in the next day or two about the experience. The URL can be a specific web page, something like, say “http:myownhometown.blogspot.com/stolenlappy.htm”. Something you can create as soon as the laptop goes missing.

Mayberry 2.0

noreply@blogger.com (TheOriginalMonz) — Tue, 15 Sep 2009 20:47:00 +0000

We’ve been watching “Eureka” on the SyFy channel for three seasons now, and something I have only just noticed is; “Eureka” is an updated version of “The Andy Griffith Show”. A tad bit about the town; Eureka is a town situated in the mountains – one gets the feeling of the pacific northwest. Built and funded by the US Government the town is home to the brightest (and quirkiest) minds in America.

Enter into this mind vault the down-home simple sheriff, Jack Carter. Carter is a modern day Andy Taylor (except Carter carries a gun – even if I can’t ever remember him removing it from his holster). Taking the role of Barney Fife is ex-army ranger, Deputy Jo Lupo (and yowsers…what is it with hot women and big guns? anyone know?). Down the street is Henry Deacon in the Gomer/Goober Pyle role as the town mechanic – who’s also some kind of astro/quantum physicist/mechanic type guy. Carter lives with his daught (opie anyone?) in a “smart house” run and controlled by a computer named SARAH (Aunt Bea – natch). There is also the guy that runs the town’s coffee shop/eatery “Cafe Diem” – who takes the place of Floyd the barber.

There are of course others, a couple of possible love interests for the single dad Carter, and some wacky scientists and engineers thrown into the mix. Overall, it is an enjoyable show – got kinda wonky towards the middle/end of the second season, but seems to be pulling the reigns back in about now.

Microsoft gets...perky?

noreply@blogger.com (TheOriginalMonz) — Thu, 02 Oct 2008 17:54:00 +0000

You may, or may not, know, in the cut-throat, dog-eat-dog (which, by the way, is kinda sick, in a cannibalistic kind of way), Microsoft ranks a distant 3rd. Behind (of course) Google and Yahoo.

No, admittedly, I normally use Google. Why? I dunno, because it is habit I suppose. I used to use Yahoo...heck, everyone used to use Yahoo. It was the premier search engine. Lycos and Alta Vista were...meh....ok, but really didn't hold a candle to Yahoo. What I like primarily about Yahoo back in the day, was their simple interface. They had a white page, with regular old HTML hyperlinks, a regular old HTML text box in which to type your search, and a regular old HTML button you'd use to submit the form.

But they veered away from that. they started adding color, and images, and videos,and advertising. Ok, I don't mind the adverts really. Hey, I am an unabashed capitalist. My belief is, 'If someone, somewhere, isn't making money on this, it should just not be done'. That is, of course, rather simplified....suffice it to say that I don't have any problem with people making money...LOTS of money. But, I digress....

Then, along came Google. I noticed, shortly after Google was launched, that Yahoo's search had a tag line "powered by Google' under their search box. Well, thought I, why am I using Yahoo, and not just going straight to the source? So I started using Google. I like it. It was back to the simple, white page, limited graphics, fast loading web search. They way it should be in my opinion.

The, last year, Microsoft's Live Search is launched. It's ok. It is a search engine, and now-a-days, they are pretty much all the same. I've used it (heh, my own sites come up higher on it than on Google, so I should be happy about that). I've used it, but not used it all that much. Though, it does integrate well with the Microsoft Desktop Search (integrated into Vista, and available for download for XP) which is a great way to find stuff on your machine (much, much better than that stupid dog search thing).

Ok, ok,....I'm getting to a point here...I promise. The thing is, since Microsoft's failed attempt at purchasing Yahoo (the number 2 search engine - in case you didn't know), I'm certain they've been trying to figure out ways to increase the use of Live Search. And now they found something. Microsoft Live Search SearchPerks. SearchPerks is a deal where you earn 'ticket' for each search you perform using Windows Live Search (up to 25 a day). You have to download a toolbar add-on, and have to be using Microsoft's Internet Explorer 6 or better browser (sadly, Firefox - my default browser - won't work with it). At the end of the SearchPerks promotion (April 15, 2009), you can redeem your tickets for prizes ranging from cookbooks to video games to music downloads to frequent flyer miles. You can even donate your tickets to charity if you want.

Really, not a bad deal at all, to do 25 searches a day, earn the max number of points, and get some free swag. You can find out more at the SearchPerks website.

(oh...and uh...sorry about the crappy pun in the title...I couldn't help myself).

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And now, a message from your friendly neighborhood FBI:

noreply@blogger.com (TheOriginalMonz) — Wed, 17 Sep 2008 14:45:00 +0000

Sometimes, you open your email, and you get a gem like I received this morning. Now, I'm used to getting messages from banks I don't use, telling me to login (via the link in the email...natch!) to ensure my account does not get frozen and all my funds (the whole whopping $6.32 of them) are continued to be accessible.

Then, there are what are known as the 'Nigerian Scams' where some guy named Ubuntu (or something along those lines) - sometimes though, it is a girl - who is somehow related to some deposed dictator of some smallish (nearly unheard of) third world country. Their deceased relative is dead, but left a large amount of funds sitting in a bank (usually in the millions of US dollars).

These people are super nice folks. They are willing you pay me a couple hundred thou, just to let them transfer the millions to my bank account so they can get it out of their country, and have access to it. I mean, c'mon, I was born at night, but not LAST night. Idiots don't really know who they are asking. If they transferred that money to my account, I'd end up taking it all out, and moving it out of their reach. Perhaps back to Nigeria, or where ever these rich and powerful people are who can't even influence the banking system in their own country.

But the one this morning, now, usually I just toss those types of emails without even looking at them, but the one this morning was just so awesome, that I could not neglect it. Coming directly from the (apparently) personal email address of the director of the Federal Bureau of Investigation, Robert S. Mueller, III, and bearing the seal of the National Security Branch of the FBI.

Now, I have to hand it to these people as they HAVE gotten the hang of using spell check (finally). Now, if only they could get grammar check working they might have a chance with some who is utilizing more than the 3 brain cells required for looking at pr0n online. Also, they might want to proof-read their messages to look for glaring contradictions.

Anti-Terrorist and Monitory Crimes Division.
Federal Bureau Of Investigation.
J. Edgar. Hoover Building, Washington D.C
Fax Number : (631)-961-3344
ATTN: BENEFICIARY
This is to Officially inform (not 'officially', but 'Officially' that capital 'O', makes you KNOW it is real) you that it has come to our notice and we have thoroughly completed an Investigated (good for them! They completed a verb!) with the help of our Intelligence Monitoring Network System that you are having an illegal transaction (take note of how I have conducted an illegal transaction - we'll need this later) with Impostors claiming to be Prof. Charles C. Soludo of the Central Bank Of Nigeria, Mr. Patrick Aziza, Mr Frank Nweke, none officials of Oceanic Bank, none officials of Zenith Bank and some impostors claiming to be the Federal Bureau Of Investigation agents. During our Investigation, it came to our notice that the reason why you have not received your payment is because you have n Federal Ministry Of Finance (We have a Ministry of Finance? Really? What denomination I wonder) on your behalf and they have brought a solution to your problem (The only problem I have right now, really, is crappy emails like this polluting my inbox, did they solve that? NOOOOOOO) by coordinating your payment in the total amount of $800,000.00 USD which will be deposited into an ATM CARD which you will use to withdraw funds anywhere of the world. You now have the lawful right to claim your funds (Would these funds be the ones that I [allegedly] gained by conducting an illegal transaction? WTH?) which have been deposited into the ATM CARD.
Since the Federal Bureau of Investigation has been involved in this transaction, you are now to be rest assured that this transaction is legitimate and completely risk-free (Wow, now THAT is reassuring, because, at first I thought this was some sort of scam, but as the FBI is involved I KNOW it just HAS to be completely legit - and that whole thing about an illegal transaction...well...probably just a typo made by some secretary in the steno pool) as it is our duty to Protect and Serve citizens of the United States Of America. All you have to do is immediately contact the ATM CARD CENTER via E-mail for instructions on how to procure your Approval Slip which contains details on how to receive and activate your ATM CARD for immediate use to withdraw funds being paid to you. We have confirmed that the amount required to procure the Approval Slip will cost you a total of $250 USD which will be paid directly to the ATM CARD CENTER agent via Western Union Money Transfer / MoneyGram Money Transfer. Below, you shall find contact details of the Agent whom will process your transaction:
CONTACT INFORMATION
NAME: MR. PAUL SMITH
EMAIL: atmcashcardcenter@hotmail.com
Immediately contact Mr. Paul Smith of the ATM Card Centre with the following information:
Full Name:
Address:
City:
State:
Zip Code:
Direct Phone Number:
Current Occupation:
Annual Income:
Once you have sent the required information to Mr. Paul Smith he will contact you with instructions on how to make the payment of $250 USD for the Approval Slip after which he will proceed towards delivery of the ATM CARD without any further delay. You have hereby been authorized/guaranteed by the Federal Bureau Of Investigation to commence towards completing this transaction, as there shall be NO delay once payment for the Approval Slip has been made to the authorized agent.
Once you have completed payment of $250 to the agent in charge of this transaction, immediately contact me back so as to ensure your ATM CARD gets to you rapidly.
FBI Director
Robert Mueller.

NOTE: To ensure you have been AUTHORIZED to pay the required fee's stated above, kindly find below an Authorized Signature and also our Federal Bureau Of Investigation NSB ( National Security Branch ) Seal to accurately guarantee your safety towards completing this transaction.

Authorized Signature

Movie Thoughts: The Eye

noreply@blogger.com (TheOriginalMonz) — Mon, 08 Sep 2008 21:24:00 +0000

Based on a Chinese movie of the same name (well, except that, the name is in Chinese, instead of English), this movie seems almost typical of horror flicks of late. It seems that gone are the days of Freddy and Jason hacking and slicing up barely dressed, large busted teens (thank gawd), which have been replaced with creepy, hardly seen shadowy, shaky monsters.

The effects are reminiscent of "The Ring" (which I LOVED - being the first of this new style of horror films - at least in the US), though, I think just about anybody could have played the lead role, it seems almost a waste of Jessica Alba's talent. The characters are kind of shallow, but the story is good, even if it is somewhat predictable. I don't even remember ever seeing commercials for this one before, but saw it at the Blockbuster and picked it up anyway (hey, it's got Jessica Alba - who could I NOT pick it up?).

The basic story is, Jessica is a violinist who was blinded at the age of 5. She receives a cornea transplant and is able to see again. But what she sees is not what she expected (queue the 'dum dum duuuummm' music). With her new eyes, she is able to see a kind of thin area between our world, and the next. Where grotesque creatures (who for some reason are really hissy and angry all the time) escort the newly departed (dead) people to where ever they get escorted too.

Now, to me, this isn't one of those "I'll never get that 90 minutes back" movies. However, if I'd never seen it, I wouldn't have missed all that much. It is rather predictable, and I think they spent all their dough getting Alba to play her role. Other than Alba, there really isn't anyone worth noting in the movie.