Did not post Friday, a bomb dropped at the office. The company I work for has been under reorganisation for almost 2 years now and one of the last senior management person still with us since the layoffs, announced Thursday afternoon that she was leaving.

There have been a lot of layoffs during the past 2 years; we went from 800 employees to about 300. A lot of people from he senior management have been either forced to quit or just quit by themselves in disgust. Ever since the company passed through the hands of the new shareholders, about 4 years ago, things have gone wrong. My work is relater to the textile industry and things just went from wrong to a fucking pile of horse shit when the China’s textile quota has been lifted.

The woman leaving was probably the last person that could still hold everyone together and manage to get the employees through hard times. She is a born leader and it shows. She used to manage 4 departments on her own. All the rats left the ship already, now that the captain is leaving too can only mean that we are doomed. Only the owners and the ‘puppet’ management team are trying to convince everyone one that things never looked so bright and there have been no better time for us (the employees) to buy a house. Yeah fucking right. Let’s play some violin would you.

What’s up with all the horn terrorists bitches lately? It seems that some fruits just can’t get enough of the “honk-honk!” noise. Stuck in traffic in the morning the craze is all about ‘honk-honk” this and “honk-honk” that. Look at us we’re honking bitches. Like what the fuck? I just don’t get it! First thing, honk is a really gay word so does the actual act of honking, second thing, do you really expect the cars in front of you to be instantaneously beamed into oblivion when you hit the so called zapping pad? Well I got some news for you retards, the whole zapping thing is a fucking lie! Not only no one really gets atomised to nothingness (In your dreams maybe but that is just what they are, dreams. So get back from your Lalaland or I’m going to be forced to give you a solid kick of reality to the balls), it just fucking pisses everybody off.

Don’t believe all the shit they told you about holding the horn longer is going to nuke the traffic faster, the harder you press that horn the harder you gets on everyone else’s nerves, period. Damn you freaks don’t you realise there is actually enough fucking noise in the city? Do you really have to add some more? Are you so fucking insecure with your life that you have to hit the horn to convince yourself you still exist? Do we really need the added stress? They say the “squeaking wheel gets the oil” or something like that, well you know what? They were right. Next time the honking driver is going to get the fix too, a pipe wrench on the side of the head. Ninja Style mofo.

Girlfriend is going crazy with the new fish tank. She is toying with decoration ideas, skipping from a dark setup with colour scheme, plants and drift wood inspired by Darnassus of World of Warcraft to a more greenish Amazonian river design with lots of live plants and rocks. At one point we had this idea of a Lord of the Rings setup with a big custom-made background of the Moria’s gates. Looks like there are too many ideas and only one tank. She hasn’t decided on fish yet. Any suggestions, be it web sites for ideas or personal fish tanks, are welcome.

Ben, one of our dungeon Master wants to restart his Dungeon & Dragon d20 campaign. All fine with me as long we don’t play every damn weekend that would be cool. The only thing that bugs me is that I played this druid character and with all the creatures I can summon and all the fucking buff I can cast upon me, my companions and some of my creatures, not to forget my morphing state it quickly turn into a micro management orgy. Usually I am all for orgies but this one is all about pain in the ass believe me. So I may re-roll a character, we already have a Fighter, a Mage, a Cleric and a Rogue. The rogue don’t play often so I may just do a Rogue. I could do a Bard or a Ranger. I am still undecided. Questions, questions… Im a uber nerd.

Gwar, Solse and Dani moved together in their new Seattle home on September 10th. I heard the move was painless. Now if they could just get back at writing that would be nice. Gwar seems to be an allergic bitch and doesn’t get along well with the 2 cats Dani and Solse own.

The guys at Analogue Medium got me the urge to un-box and plug that SNES to fire up the Secret of Mana for another round of sweetness. Are we 5pm yet?

It’s windy outside… not windy like the opening of H20 but windy like Twister or some shit. Do I look like fucking Mary Poppin to you?

I saw Lord of War last weekend. It is not as bad as I thought it would be. The movie starts as pompous as the trailer but eventually at some point in it they make an effort to induce some moral dilemma to Cage’s character. The movie is good. Maybe not as good as Suzie puts it: “the best movie so far this year”, I would rather give that title to Crash at this point (I will choose hope over a bullet any time), but it’s definitely one of the best movie of the year. Hopefully it will make people think.

My Hula Girl and me did some shopping Sunday, she bough a brand new Panasonic 27 inches TV and I bough her a 35 gallon fish tank for her birth day. She seemed excited to complete the latest decoration tweaks to the living room, all she needs now is a table, a TV shelf and a couch.

The Corpse Bride is opening this week I just can’t fucking wait.

Listening: Sublime – Bad Fish / Eric Clapton – Cocaine / System Of A Down – Toxicity
Playing: Advance Wars Dual Strike / Dungeon Siege 2

One thing I hate about September and the end of summer are the dumb wasps on crank looking for a place to stay until winter ends. As the nights get colder they just seems to act like retarded flying fucks, looking for a crack on wall, door or window or anything. It seems that every time I go outside lately for coffee break at the office one of them decide to stalk me and starts to examine myself like if I was some kind of bizarre but attractive carrier. I don’t really like wasps I find them dumb and annoying and I am allergic to their stings so it doesn’t help on the sympathy side. Yo go buzz elsewhere you dumbass. Do they really believe I will just stand there and let them hibernate in my hear or something? Fuckers.

Fuck! I was playing Advance Wars Dual Strike on the Nintendo DS my girlfriend gave me for my birthday and the damn thing just ran out of juice in the middle of a map. POW! The game is truly immersive and I was too involved managing my little armies that I did not see that the little red light was turned on, which means “Battery Low”. Hit me in the head, two precious hours of gaming just stupidly wasted. Bah… I’m back at it with a vengence.

My Hula Girl got this obbsession with the shampoo and conditionner, the ammount of shampoo used must equal the ammount of conditionner used. So that both bottle are emptied at the same pace. *shrugs* Go figure… I’m just a male.

Lord Of War opening up today. I don’t know how you feel about it, but when I first saw the preview this summer I though I would vomit. I felt fucked and pissed. I haven’t seen the movie yet, I plan to give it a shot and I hope I got a wrong opinion of it, but from what I saw on the trailer it looked like one fucking arrogant and opportunistic movie to me.

It seems to be a cheap attempt to capitalise on the twisted relationship we have with guns, money and power. A movie that depict the main character as a cool, rich and successful businessman, beside the fact he’s a world wide weapon dealer, and he builds riches fucking other people lives. A movie that glamorise criminality and praise violence in which the main message seems to be that “Exploiting people misery is the way to go”.

What kind of bullshit is that. This guy ain’t a fucking rock star he’s the world top gunrunner. Do I need to be feed up that crap? Maybe it’s just me but weapons ain’t cool, misery ain’t cool, powerful abusive pigs who make other people bend so they can screw them up the ass ain’t cool, being raped ain’t cool. God damn call me a fucking overreacting alfalfa sprouts eater or John Lennon hippie bitch if you want but I have enough of this shit. The vulgarisation of violence, greed and human stupidity is pissing me off, no matter how sexy the package may look, no matter at which angle I look at it in the end I still see violence, greed and stupidity.

I’ll watch it this weekend. Hopefully I got it all wrong.

I want to take 2 minutes to thanks Claire Powers. No Claire Powers is not that girl from the 1976 Wonder Woman TV Series, that was Lynda Carter you pisspoor Wikipedia wanna bes. Who the fuck is Claire Powers? Well she’s the one behind the Starburst theme for Word Press. The Igloolounge use a modified version of the Starburst theme. At one point I had some trouble with the template and I decided to contact her. I wasn’t really expecting a reply actually, how many time did you try to contact someone and you got shit for answer if any at all, but fuck it I emailed her anyway. Much to my surprise in less than 24 hours I had an email from her in my inbox. Not only she helped me out but she also decided to create a new version of the Starburst theme, the 2.0. If it wasn’t for her there would be no Igloolounge in its current form so I just though I owed her a big thanks.

… God rebooted the Igloolounge. Omfg! This took a while, I have some catch up to do I am still at the office, so I’ll be at the Igloo a bit later. It feels good to be back at home tho.