palmerpink

Many of you readers of this blog have probably wondered--as has anyone who's seen me on twitter , instagram , and even grindr, for that matter--what the hell "palmerpink" is about. Well, I'll tell ya. It all began sometime back in high school. I could leave it at that, but that would be boring. I had this shirt; this sort of burnt orange old navy shirt. Somehow or another it got discolored or faded in the wash. No idea how, but it was fate at work. He's almost got it... Being a dork, I wore it anyway--this weird kind of faded, burnt orange-salmon color. I genuinely didn't care what I wore then. Oh, those were the days. Soon, my loving friends, who called me simply "Palmer" at that point, took to calling the shirt's peculiar color "Palmer pink." Of course, it wasn't long before, by some rules of linguistic transformation I'm not remembering right now, I  became known as "palmerpink" instead. I'm pretty s...

So many things wrong with that. I mean I know she has a penis but I doubt I'd want to touch it. (score one for suggesting 'strong' women are actually men! >.<) Point is, I'm gay, and evidently liberal, also ostensibly frontal-lobe capable, so it's an absurd suggestion. And yet some ad-bot seems to think otherwise. Clearly, she's in a fairly weak disguise on the right.  As I was browsing and replying to some hot guys on OKcupid, the adslot on the right was trying to hook me up with some hot local singles! Except they were girls. (Clearly, the adbot is under Coulter's influence!) I wasn't really paying any attention (as is often the case with anything that has boobs) until one face caught my eye--Coulter badly disguised as a glossy lipped, dark haired harlot!! Supposedly these adbots are supposed to stalk your interests and deliver enticingly relevant goodies you can't help but click. Right? So while I suppose it's on track with offer...

I don't really want to get caught up in the Google Privacy Policy fray because a) flamey controversy sets my teeth on edge and b) so much of it sounds like self-interested competitors and self-interested media-holes putting spins of various sort for either profit or attention and c), as far as I can tell, I don't much care. Maybe it's because I'm such a millenial; the internet is my home. All the same, if you're not totally caught up on it here's a Slate article explaining the big problems with and some possible solutions for Google's Privacy Policy. I generally like Slate for most things interesting, though I would point out some irks I find in the article. But mainly I want to point out some different perspectives on this--my own, at the least--to maybe lend some depth to the discussion. Fat chance, but it's all I've got to say. For one, I personally have more than one google account, one for porniness, one for everything else; I also ha...

I hadn't even heard of this "porn storm" attack on facebook, but frankly it's kinda hilarious. See, I've more than a bit of troll in me. I think I have too much of a conscience, though, to ever actually troll anyone terribly well. As a result I never went much for 4chan itself and its boards but have enjoyed encyclopediadramatica.com (back when it was still vile and brilliant and funny as fuck). But though not much of a troll-er myself, I can still appreciate a good trolling. And, frankly, plastering porn and gore across facebook is classic. And hilarious. However, this dipshit thinks it definitely/probably wasn't Anonymous . Fair enough--it's hard to pin it on anyone for certain--but he thinks it couldn't be them for all the wrong reasons . And it leaves me wondering how it can be so difficult for people to understand Anonymous and /b/ and all that. For those familiar with them, I may have to break rules 1 and 2 for this, but I hope you can for...

You know, I actually got the chorus to "Walk like a Dinosaur" stuck in my head yesterday morning. I was about to cut bitches. Or walk like a dinosaur. Either way, it wouldn't've been pretty. As I was previewing my earlier post, though, I saw that one of my bad movie resources, Mad Mad Mad Mad Movies, posted a recent review of  Track Of The Moonbeast , which I'd seen on MST3k years ago and always loved. What got me though was the title of the review: " Track of the Moon Beast (1976), Or Stalk Like A Dinosaur ". I'm dangerously close to getting that song stuck in my head again, but god damn if I didn't laugh my ass off when I read that.

I'm worried that all the time I spent trying to figure out vlogging and shit has cut into time I could--and honestly should--have spent on tomorrow's Bad Movie Monday review. Like, I haven't even decided what movie I'm reviewing. Goddamnit. And I was getting so good at this time management thing. Meanwhile, I'm beginning to feel confident about where these vlogging attempts have gotten me. Parker's gonna hiss something about linux sucking, but I'd been having trouble with the sound not syncing or frame rate/image sucking. Frankly I think most of *my* linux problems derive from the open-source experimental driver I'm using for my nvidia card. That or linux hasn't conquered the quadcore processor yet. Threading issues. Messy. But the last couple attempts I did last night came out pretty alright, I thought. I'll have to dress-rehearse it with the better lighting, angle, location, etc, to really see but at least it  looks a little nicer. Somed...

It's articles like these that don't much faze me. Mainly cuz I'm nerd enough to already know some of this stuff. Also, it makes a callout to a WEP hacking software platform I'm more than slightly familiar with *ahem*. No, not the main thing they're talking about in the article--Firesheep. No, just good ole Aircrack-ng. I mainly use it to get some internets when I need'em and don't have a WEP key for any of the available wifi networks. There are ways of using Aircrack-ng and related software to steal people's identities and passwords and stuff, but that's hardly what I'm interested in (or knowledgeable enough about XD). Anyway, so I'm not all that surprised to hear that, yet again, there's some big ugly weakness--privacy or otherwise--readily present in the internets. Just knowing and playing with and reading up on Aircrack has taught me plenty about the pitfalls of internet/cyber security. I will admit that I'm somewhat surpris...

I noticed, for the umpteenth time, that sometimes when I'm watching youtube videos the bar along the bottom of my Opera browser would show up with something like "receiving data from s.ytimg.com". Bored enough with nothing better to do, I looked it up on google. The top result was a delightfully paranoid how-to to disable s.ytimg.com  from spying on you with your own webcam and microphone . { le sigh XD} Life was already feeling pretty blessed with just that much--delightful paranoids--until I read this glorious comment schooling the paranoid on his uncleverness. I like smart people. Especially when they school ignorant people. I had to laugh a little at how none of the other commenters seem to bother reading that, albeit refreshing, tl;dr comment. Oh well. Yay! Double lulz!

--mysteriously enough, I posted a short rant/comment on an article on my tumblr . Why I posted it there I may never know. Actually it's probably because I'm still figuring tumblr out. Anyway, I want to half-retract my comment. It was more of a question, I guess. Anyway it's the part where I was saying Like, i get the point about SEO [gaming]. That makes sense, but what I’m not so clear on is what he means by “discovery”. Sure, this “navigation” complaint is fair and I guess probably true in a number of ways; but what’s this lost enigma of “discovery”? and how has it been lost? See, I'm still not sure exactly what he means in the broader sense, but I've definitely had a taste of google getting "gamed". Half the time I search around for torrents of some of the more obscure (bad) movies I wanna watch, I'll get 3 different versions of the same scam-ish torrent site/database. I'm sure they're great when what you're looking for is easier to fi...