It is 11.11 12/10/11. Yes, I realize that if I had posted three days earlier this post might have been more timely, 07.08 09/10/11 just seems to have a much more timely look to it. But the fact of the matter is, I wasn’t bored at that time. I am bored right now. I am sitting in front of my new desk in a new position and feeling a bit off. This is possibly due to not having the new chair to go with my new position in the room and the new table. It’s all quite new and I’m taking some time to get used to it.

One thing I like about the new placement is that the monitor now faces away from the hallway which people pass through. So instead of my parents being treated to a half naked Elf when they walk past, they can instead see my beaming face.

Pillow talk can get quite awkward

I can’t even count the number of times my mother has walked in on me just when the movie decides it’s had enough of people being clothed. It’s the same with games, Dragon Age (1 & 2), Mass Effect (1 & 2), GTA and many more besides. They never give you a hint that they are going to hit you with some steamy pixelated scene filled with either sex or sexual tension. The dialog options give no clue, one minute you’re exploring all the dialog options with Morrigan and the next you’re on the ground making sweet and noisy love to her beside the fire.

As you can see, love making in games is not for the faint of heart (creepy face!)

Strangely, googling for ‘morrigan sex’ actually returns a bunch of results for some Japanese girl with wings coming out of her lower back. I do not know who she is, I’m not into manga. Also, the results are totally NSFW.

Anyway, I have completed the act of christening this new placement. I would never have been able to ‘research’ for this post if it wasn’t for the new layout. Let the uninhibited gameplay begin.

My narrow sized blog can’t accommodate the proper orientation. A correctly aligned notice is here. And for those of you who want the text to be selectable, the pdf

Is it sad if I identify myself with this webcomic?

I sooo know how that feels

Off Penny Arcade.

In other news, I’ll think of something to blog about soon. Facing a state of complete apathy at the moment.

So, I ran into this when a friend forwarded an email. Looks to be on the internet as well, but posted it here because I found it hilarious!

Was just browsing Google images when I ran into this. Looks like Google divided by zero

Google Divides by Zero

A reload fixed the problem. The cause was probably the wrong image being served. As you can see, going to the link now actually gives you a bigger picture. http://bit.ly/aHmg4T

This was boosted off @chathuraw

A lousy day for this guy

Those clothes must really chafe

You, as in the WordPress blogging, Facebook socializing, Twitter updating and EBay shopping, you. In other words, what happens to the Internet You?

With the advent of the Internet, a good portion of humanity leads two separate lives. One, in the offline world where you are like the mild mannered reporter who is cut off from everyone else and doesn’t have access to the collective knowledge  of humanity. And one in the real world where you wear colorful underwear on the outside, are connected to everyone everywhere and have access to the collective knowledge of humanity while at the same time being about as smart as your average pumpkin.

Everyone knows what happens to you when you die in the offline world. But what happens to your identity on the Internet? What if you had no siblings who could inform your four thousand two hundred and twenty one friends on Facebook that you had died? What if you were and only child and you only had parents who used the Web only as a transport layer to access their emails? Would Facebook still be sending you emails to your old email address telling you what your friends got up to? Shouldn’t someone update your current status to “Dead”?

Facebook - You're Dead

And let’s not even talk about the forums and blogs we hang out on.

Bloke 1 : Dude, what happened to jomanlk? I haven’t seen any of his well written, thoughtful and altogether praiseworthy posts in awhile.

Bloke 2: I don’t know, I haven’t seen him around either. If this was the offline world I’d have thought he died. But we all know that people don’t die on the internet.

Bloke 1: Word. Here, take a look at my cat – http://i.imgur.com/7yOSV.jpg

(This conversation contains only blokes because we all know that there are no girls on the Internet. Only 40 year old men pretending to be girls)

Maybe it’s for the best that your online presence lives on while you die. Usernames and profiles could be valuable family heirlooms. I mean think of it, a Facebook url like http://www.facebook.com/john.n.pereira is worth way more and less stupid than something like http://www.facebook.com/john.da.dawg.2023. The same goes for Email IDs, usernames and domain names. Not to mention reputation earning profiles like Ebay, Amazon, RentACoder profiles. A high value profile on one of those services could be worth a lot of money.

Dying father: And to my eldest son, I bequeath www.pereira.com and all its sub domains and email addresses.

Eldest son: Booyah!

Others: coughsonofabitch!cough

Dying father: And to my programmer daughter, I bequeath my grandfathers RentACoder account with 99.8% acceptance rating and 2143 completed jobs.

Anyway, you get the drift.

All these Web 2.0 people need to come up with ideas on how to address this issue. It’s an important issue. It’s not as if it’s even a rare or borderline issue, people die all the time. And their dying only partially! Their souls might not even be going to the rest they deserve because Google is still indexing all the tweets an app made on behalf of you, therefore trapping your online identity in their capacious servers.

Yes, it’s a chilling thought. Everlasting half-aliveness in some database server or webserver. And for company you’ll have all those Internet memes (we all know they don’t die, they just go away for awhile, waiting to trap some innocent internet newb) of yesteryear playing on a loop, rick rolling the crap out of you. It’s enough to make me shudder.

Although i had intended to keep blogging regularly, it turns out that i will not be starting again till i get back from india. i should be back in february. and yes, this note was written on a phone. hence the bad capitalization. await awesome post soon

EDIT : The menu and comments sections are NOT completed.

The more astute of you browsers might have noted the half done look of the site. That’s because it is half done. I haven’t blogged in over 4 months and I thought I might as well get some design work in before I start again.

Ergo, the site is under construction and is immune from criticism. The more foolhardy of you may feel brave enough to browse but do not send me whingey comments about something or other not working or not being readable. Don’t blame me if something falls on you or mice eat your eyes. Shit happens.

If your life is a meaningless husk without my words, go here : http://twitter.com/jomanlk

Danke.