
And, scene!
Adam Scheinberg, July 7, 2006
Funniest Thing Ever
Adam Scheinberg, July 7, 2006
I GOT FLOW.
Adam Scheinberg, July 7, 2006
Tag Soup
Adam Scheinberg, July 6, 2006
Linkaroo
Adam Scheinberg, July 6, 2006
New Feature. Yip di frickin doo.
Adam Scheinberg, July 6, 2006
Punish the Criminals!! Aiiiiiiiiii!
Adam Scheinberg, July 5, 2006
Kill! Maim! Send them to federal "pound-me-in-the-ass" prison! Make them suffer for the crimes they have committed against not just us, but humanity! Sigh. The world is a sick place, and we are supposed to be above it. Not as a country; current state of affairs aside, history has proven that when assembled into a large group, people are idiots. But as individuals, we're supposed to be good people. We're supposed to want good and decent things. But we don't. We suck at understanding justice. See, the thing is, we have a mind built on revenge. We are built on revenge because we have a wacky and unswaying sense of equitablity. See, we believe things have to be "fair," whatever that is, and as such, we believe in payment for misdeeds. Let me stop being so cryptic and complex. Kenneth Lay died today, and people are screaming that they wanted him to go to prison. They wanted him to suffer. I have a friend in prison. He was convicted of a fairly public crime that made national news, but in the end, he was just a small piece of a much larger story of irresponsibility. And yet, people wanted BLOOD....
A Couple Links Worth Checking Out
Adam Scheinberg, July 3, 2006
My Rant On My Problem With MySpace
Adam Scheinberg, July 3, 2006
My problem with My Space is that I find my principles about my pride conflicting with my feelings about putting myself on My Space. My issues rest with my inability to quickly find my friends and my collegues from my past on my own. My patience is too short to do my research without my websites and my hobbies taking over my attention, and my belief is that without my absolute focus my will could be my downfall. MySpace is my solution, except that MySpace is my sworn enemy. My temper rises envisioning myself on MySpace where my screen is hijacked with colors that hurt my eyes, my browser is frozen by multiple music tracks assaulting my ears, and my computer freezes because MySpace is eating up all of my resources. God help us if someone posts this stuff on my profile, then it's my job to fix my site before my friends close my page and remove themselves from my buddy list thus decreasing my count and my worth to myself and my other friends since my participation is my measure in MySpace... but alas... There are just so many people on this one site that it really makes...