Ever see them bulletins by friends, with titles in all caps, excited about Ringtones? Or Olive Garden discounts...or any of those queer things? You get curious, so you click them, and see some explaination about said topic, and then a sentence that is linked to a site. Ok, so your curiousity has goten the best of you once more, so you click the link. Then you come upon a page wanting you to log in to "Myspace". Well, as it turns out, IT'S NOT MYSPACE PEOPLE! It's actually a cover page.

Here's what happens;

You type in your e-mail and password, (probably nothing happens after that). From there, your info is sent to an e-mail of a "Phisher". He gets said info, then logs in to your account and begins spamming the fuck out of the bulletins.

If this happens to you, CHANGE YOUR PASSWORD!

There are easy ways to prevent this...and I shall now show you, with instructions so easy that even a retarded 1yr old can understand.

Step One: Spotting bullshit bulletins



The blue box is the title. It's some bullshit about dick size. That should be the first clue...

The second clue is that usually these spam messages have a whole sentence as a link, not the usual URL like most normal people would have. Those sentences are boxed in red.

DO NOT CLICK THEM!



Step two: Telling the difference between REAL & FAKE

There are tell-tale signs of a phiser's myspace login, and here I will show you simpletons.

First, the real one.



Now, the fake one.



First step to preventing yourself from becoming the victim is to LOOK at the fucking URL! If it doesn't say www.myspace.com right away, THEN ITS FAKE! Because the domain name, 'myspace.com' is taken, phisher's cannot use it, thus must use a cloaker. The one in this case is some aol sub-domain.

Second step to prevention- Look at the header, which is the big blue box at the top, circled in red. Notice on the real one that there's the navigation bar, and all the search options (People, web...etc etc). Also, it says POWERED BY GOOGLE. The fake one DOES NOT HAVE THAT!

Third step- You'll notice that in the fake one, there are no- "Cool new people", or no "Cool new videos". (Circled in green in the real one). If you didn't notice the first two, you should DEFINATLY notice this one.

Fourth step- The login box! In the real one, it's small, AND ON THE RIGHT! The fake login box is way too big...and is on the left.

So there you go...the short and illustrated guide to preventing you from becoming boinked up the ass by spammers! If you get fooled after reading this, then please...drop dead.

So I read this article (At the moment, I cannot find it), about these two teens who were playing around some oil tanks. They wanted to look inside them. So they open the hatch and peer inside, but can't see anything. Apparently it was too dark for them to see anything (Like they couldn't see BLACK oil...sheesh). One gets the bright idea- "Man, light a match! I can't see inside it!" And the other one agrees. Well, the result...one dies, the other is badly injured. 5,000 gallons of crude oil erupted and went kaboom, catching another oil tank nearby on fire, and it too went boom.

Now...am I missing something here? I know these kids lived in Texas, but DAMN! How fucking STUPID do you have to be, to light a match anywhere NEAR a fucking oil tank!?

In my opinion, both of them should of died. Gods punishment for stupidity. Unfortunatly, it only killed one. I don't feel sad one bit for them. They got what they deserved. Someone I talked to brought up how they feel bad for the childs' parents. Excuse me? I don't feel bad...it was their fault that they bred a stupid kid.

I won't be surprised if this wins the Darwin Awards...

I was reading an article on Yahoo! News ( http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20061121/ap_on_re_us/polygamist_leader ). It angered me. To be exact, one area pissed me off, aside from the fact that she was 14-

"Jeffs' defense team has said he is being persecuted for his religious beliefs"

I understand they're a defense consul...but to even say that he is being persecuted for his religious beliefs if BS! What he did was RAPE! Fucking RAPE! And that is against the LAW! Religion has no say in this matter. And holding one against their will? If I'm not mistaken...thats kidnapping, no? A felony! This guy is one old, sick cunt. Fucking lame-ass religion, Polygamy is.

I can't really express my hatred for these kind of sick fucks. I don't believe there is a word strong enough to explain how much I want to rid these bitches from the world. In fact...this rant will be short, because, well, I can't think of anything! It's just fucking absurd!

Earlier I was talking with a friend on AIM about SOCOM. I do play it SOCOM 3. (Though I am not addicted to it, nor do I play for 20hrs at a time...let alone 3hrs!) I was telling him about some clans who go to these so-called "Professional Gaming League" tournies. We were having a good laugh and he brought up the CAL, or Cyber Athletes League. I've never laughed so hard in my life.

ATHLETES!? These fuckers have the nerve to call themselves ATHLETES!? BULLSHIT! They're nothing more than fat or skinny, acne-infested slobs who live in their mom's basement until they're 40, while working at Shop-Rite at the cash register or pushing carts back to the front. These little bitches ARE NOT Athletes. Where is the physical skill required to play these games? No where. There is NO physical talent required to play these video games.

I believe having something like this, called the CAL, is a disgrace to true athletes. They work hard, especially professional athletes, to get where they are at. These fuckers spend time sitting on their ass, drinking their energy drinks and stuffing their faces with cheetos and pizza, while skipping out on showers. Shit, I bet when they hear a girl in the game, they get a boner just because they're on the same server. They have no true social life. Only "friends" they have are the voices in their headsets.

There is a sign in my Woodshop class that read; There are no scholarships for playing video games. These bums who only play games are wasting their lives away. I could understand if you're a tester, and help develop a game (C'mon, even I would love that job), but if you're the loser who sits down for 24hrs at a time to play them...then you just need to kill yourself.

I've heard stories about people waiting in line for the PS3. How some were robbed while standing there (one was even shot!), people were held at gunpoint when carrying out a PS3, and how some 19yr old in Wisconsin ran in to a light pole as he dashed for the front door to a Wal*Mart to get a PS3...he was hospitalized. The stupidity of these losers astonishes me. I bet them waiting in line was the first time in months they were outside!!! I am surprised there weren't any reports of these fuckers melting from the exposure to sunlight.

And to spend $600 on a fucking gaming system!? WHAT THE FUCK!? I could understand it if you were one of those who sold them on Ebay for $2,000...but to buy it just to use it. I'm sorry...has anyone told you that you're a dumbass? With that money, one of them losers could get laid by getting a high-class hooker or something. That way they wouldn't be a virgin on their death bed!

The stupidity of this world never ceases to amaze me.

(I posted this as a bulletin last night).

So this past weekend I've been working up at Skirmish USA, reffing games. Some of you who know me will be baffled, because you know my hatred for that field. However, I enjoy reffing, and I can never pass up an opprotunity to ref, especially while being paid. =D

Anyhow, today we had around 200 or so people show up. Nearly half were Brooklyn Jews, (a few actually from Isreal, some of which are in the IDF), and a lot of new yorkers. Well, my group was from Philly, and were late. Very late. In fact, they arrived at 1pm, when we open at 9:30am. Turns out they partied hardy last night after the Eagles game and were hungover.

So, the day progresses, and this group of 10 Phillidelphians that me and 'Mo' are reffing are doing great. Throughout the day I noticed, in other groups, a few Marines. When we were done at the end of the day, one of the Marines was walking towards me. I said; "Excuse me sir." He replied with a yes. I offered my hand for a shake and thanked him for serving. I guess I caught him off guard, but he did smile and said; "No problem." As much as I wanted to do more, I knew I couldn't, but the fact that he appreciated the Thank You makes me proud to be an American. The man smiled, even. I can tell I made his day just by taking those few moments out of my time to thank him. Sure, we didn't say much, in fact I only said a few words, but I guarntee he'll remember that a complete stranger thanked him.

I know there are other, every-day Americans who do the same; thank a soldier, but I don't believe enough of us do so. I say that every one should thank a soldier they see. No need to be nervous, just go up to one, shake their hand, and say Thanks for Serving. It'll make their day, no doubt, and make you feel good in one way or another.

http://www.september11victims.com/september11victims/victims_list.htm

Who are these people, on this seemingly endless list of names. These are those who perrished on that dredfull day five years ago on September 11, 2001. The 21st century equivilent of Pearl Harbor, which hurled us in to World War II. Just as those who died on that day, the people who were killed on 9/11 should be remembered, and never forgotten. NEVER, NEVER, forgotten.

What the country expirenced was like no other since the attack on Pearl Harbor. There was never a time between 1941 and 2001 that the country was so united. Everyone flew the Old Glory. On their cars, at their homes, at their place of work. EVERYWHERE there was the good 'ol Stars and Stripes. Our country, was one. Black, white, hispanic...we were all ONE. Just as the Japanese thought, the terrorists believed they would force us to our knees. Instead, they awoke that sleeping dragon. We stood as one and striked back at those responsible for that dastardly attack.

Don't just remember 9/11 on the anniversary. Keep it in your mind year 'round. NEVER FORGET means NEVER, EVER forget what happend in NYC, and the Pentagon, and those who took down that plane out in PA. NEVER forget those souls who perrished at the World Trade Center, the Pentagon, and on every single one of those planes. Nor should you forget those soldiers who have made the ultimate sacrifice in our retailiation, in both Afghanistan and Iraq.

And remember...remember to thank a soldier for his or her service to this country. Without them, we wouldn't be where we are now, our freedoms would be nonexsistant. So, from this American...I say to all those currently active, and all those veterans- Thank You. And to everyone else- Never Forget 9/11


Just an FYI; I am the one who wrote this, so if you see it posted; I am the originator. =D

I don't know where to begin with this one, but I'll just put it out there- QUIT BITCHING ABOUT OUR GOVERNMENT AND DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT! Within the law, of course. What is that thing to do? One may be asking. Simple- Vote. Get your fucking lazy ass out of that chair, take a fucking shower, and go fucking vote when the time comes. I am sick and tired of people bitching about how bad this government (supposedly) is...when they didn't even vote.

I see sooo many debates about stupid things while surfing the web. Mac vs PC, Star Wars vs Star Trek, Tippmann vs Kingman (paintball for those of you who don't know), things like that, and those debates are heated, and attract A LOT of fucking people. If we had more people who cared about welfare, our economy our government...we wouldn't HAVE the current issues we face today!!! America was founded on the principal that the People get to choose.

"...That to secure these rights, Governments are instituted among Men, deriving their just powers from the consent of the governed..." Does anyone know where that line came from? Hrm? Anyone? If you do, speak now...yea, thats what I thought. Most of you don't know. It came from our Declaration of Independence, the document that Thomas Jefferson wrote, with the help of our founding fathers like Ben Franklin and John Hancock, to declare our freedom from the British. It goes well with what I am trying to pound in to your thick skulls. The founding fathers wished for a country where the Governed truly chose their leaders, and if they didn't like it, they could vote for someone else. Well, in 2008, it is that time.

If you're 18, REGISTER damn it. Don't sit there fucking complaining about how this government blows and being that teenage rebel- DO SOMETHING. We have a voice, and it should be heard, and it CAN be heard. VOTE people, but don't just vote for the president, oh no, it doesn't stop there. Vote in your town, your county, and your state. Vote to Congress the right senators to represent your voice. Thats where it all starts- the right man (or woman) for the position to let congress know what her constituants think.

This is America, people. Quit bitching and do something about it if you don't like it, whether you get the fuck out of this country, or you vote...do something besides bitching. Stop debating if a Mac is better than a PC, or that Star Trek owns Star Wars, or that Tippmanns are far superior to Spyders...if you people voted all the time instead of talk about these futile things online, then we would have a better government.

You know, at first I was supportive of Isreal. It was cool, they weren't going to take any shit. Of course, they're literally surrounded by countries that hate them, and have all ready tried to invade them, so of course they gotta be tough. (And they showed that in the 6-Day War...wow, superb).

But now...now I am just PISSED at them, not enough so to side with Hezbollah or any other terrorists organization...because I'm not like that, but I'm just fed up with Isreal. Why? They're killing innocents...and shooting at US Citizens.

I read this article, where an American-Arabic family was staying in Southern Leabanon, along with PLENTY of other US Citizens who stay in this same town for the summer. They were there when Isreal started their offensive. Well, the IDF is/was shooting at this town. The Americans formed a convoy, 100 people, 11 or so cars, and made their way to Trey, where the US Government said to go. During the trek, the IDF fired missiles at them, and almost hit a few vehicles. (Good thing they can't shoot for shit!) They shot at anything that moved...I've also seen, in the news, that two UN employees were killed. GREAT JOB ISREAL! YOU DOUSCHEBAGS!

Whats worse still, there are Americans STILL in that town. They say the IDF is on the outskirts, ready to occupy it. Some of the Americans who got to Trey were quoted as saying that they saw nor heard of any Hezbollah troops in that city.

Another thing that sucks- The US Government isn't reacting fast enough. These Americans who made the journey to a "safe" zone just want to go home, and the government says they are working on it, that they are talking to the IDF, Lebanonese security forces, UN people...all these othe rgovernments...WHAT THE FUCK IS THERE TO TALK ABOUT!!!!???? FUCK POLITICS!!! GET OUT PEOPLE OUT OF THERE!!!!

I was telling one of my friends that the world should be happy that I am not president. I wouldn't care if you're a friend of the US or not, if you shoot at our citizens, I'll fucking invade YOUR country.

I don't see why we just don't send a batallion of Marines in to get our people out of Trey. Have then land in LCACs, convoy in to Trey, load up our people, and drive back to the LCACs. Or better yet, fly in a few C17 Globemasters and load those up. IT'S THAT FUCKING SIMPLE!!!!



So, in closing...

FUCK ISREAL, FUCK LEBANON, AND FUCK THE MIDDLE EAST! CAUSES NOTHING BUT HEADACHES AND TROUBLE FOR THE REST OF THE WORLD!

Around 8am yesterday, I was awaken by my mother to say goodbye to my dog. I knew since the day before we would be putting him down, but I didn't want it to happen. I wanted him to get better instantly, to show everything was fine, but it wasn't so. His cycle came to an end. This morning I petted my dog, whom I grew up with for 16 years, for the last time, and he licked me for the last time, and I cried. Yes, I cried. I'm not afraid to admit it. It was like losing a brother, a close friend. Even now as I type this, I am choked up.

Today was quite a different day. It was weird walking downstairs, and not opening the door and hitting Mickey. The house is empty without him...it's quiet without him panting his head off, or him hobbling about the living room. It was lonely without him coming in to the computer room, staring at either me or my father wanting to go out. I kept expecting him to be laying down in his usual spots. Hell, I even found myself looking for him, thinking he's out on the porch. I never realized just how much of my day-to-day life he really was. I guess him being with me for 16yrs does that...it becomes so routine.

Soon after my folks left to take him to the vet, I went back to sleep, hoping that it was all a dream, and that when I woke up and went downstairs, he would be there, waiting for me to rub his ears like I did every morning. Some of you may be saying, that it's crazy to be so upset over a dog. Well, he wasn't just a dog...he was part of my family, a furry brother of mine, who DID look after me, and DID protect me at times. I remember playing in the snow with him, while he was a younger pup, and even last year. I remember playing with him inside the house at the camp, when I was but a wee lad, him dragging me around, him all lively.

Yes, I do have a soft side, I do cry. I'm not pussy to admit it. I cared and loved this dog for 16yrs of my life. He WAS my brother, now he's watching over me and protecting me from a higher plane of exsistance...


*RIP* MICKEY