Quirky Me

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Culture reboot

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With my new asian pop phase, I’ve also jumped on board asian television, specifically Korean “variety” shows and reality ones.

I feel I have learned a lot about a different culture and makes me mostly tired of this one. But Koreans definitely aren’t perfect either.

They take the ‘would you rather’ game to an extreme and compare people doing things all the time. Compete to make the stupidest face, compete for being a more ideal wife. I used to think it was light hearted and joking, but they make no apologies and laugh about it. Then it becomes news and turns into dating rumors. I suppose I had childhood times where we would compare girls and give them numbers, or pick A over B. But, somehow doing this to their face was horribly insulting. Not in Korea.

Shinyoung: Im so good at making steamed riced cakes
Sunny: Oh, that means you will have a beautiful daughter. (Korean saying: she who can make steamed rice cakes will raise a beautiful daughter)
Shinyoung: My mother was also good.
Shinyoung: It’s a lie.

Hara: What do you call someone who sells doors? (door = moon in korean)
Boss guy: moonfany? (fany = selling)
Shinyoung: Sailor Moon?
Hara: Yes! (Sailor sounds like seller… nobody laughs, hara still smiles)
Shinyoung: She’s not even phased!

“Write it as a failure but read it as an experience” – Korean saying

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celebrity world news, reality show.

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If I could wave a wand and become massively powerful, this is one thing I’d do.

Instead of news being about reality, i’d have reality show about news. With ‘celebrity’ types, comedian style and supermodel style, because normal newsfolk are boring I imagine. They need to be similar age and would benefit with some playful flirting or games and pranks.

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awkward jokes that aren't jokes

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Knock knock, who’s there? The mailman, the mailman who? The mailman with your mail.

Roses are red, violets are blue, Roses are also white, violets are also.

If an english terrier goes ruff ruff in english, what sound does a japanese terrier make in Japanese? Think about it.

Excuse me, could you close your eyes for about 3 seconds? *rotate 360* All done.

My favorite utensil for eating cereal is a spoon. I strongly recommend it.

What goes around and comes around? Trains are one of many possible answers.

Dyslexic people might read idiot as, i do it. That doesn’t make them idiots, or i-do-its.

(crap I think this last one is actually funny, I’m going to try it.)

If I was a rainbow, I would have a hard time digesting foods.

Five subtle clues of uniquinism

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Uniquinism isn’t a word. It should be uniqueness but I don’t like how that sounds.

#1 My top friend on myspace is … Super Mario
#2 I wear clothes with my own logo on them
#3 *hugs*
#4 Now Playing – Lights , Up Next – RatM
#5 My parents named me Sheridan.

logic in life

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Yes, i have lost touch with reality and reverted back into supernerddom isolation keeping myself interested with my insanity.

So i’m learning about how lua, a programming language, handles logic, its all what a computer would do, but it also can be applied to real life. If you took these sentences and turned them to lua code, then you would get specific answers every time.

Do you like coke or pepsi? coke
Is that a banana in your pocket or are you just … ? its a banana.
Do you want nothing and pizza? nothing
If Sheridan and nobody else went to dinner, who went to dinner? nobody.
If my mom or jack bauer is awesome, which one is awesome? my mom.

Indecisiveness is no more! Just rules of logic.
But don’t ask me if i want justice or mercy, because I need mercy. (Justice would logically be chosen, but sometimes things are better to defy logic)

I want to name my second born, modulo. It just sounds cool.
Modulo Jiminy Thirsk
(i have an appreciation for sharply dressed crickets)

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this probably wont help me find a wife. future wife, ignore this entire post…. or entire blog, whichever.

words and ideas

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This old man, he played fifteen,
He collects bronze coins marked ‘Ich Dien’.

This tall man has thirty nine
If i play them, what will rhyme

I wanna act ballerific like its all terrific

I wanna be put together like there’s a cap in my feather.

yes, the last one is backwards.

So I’m in one of those non-reality phases. I don’t know if it is a meltdown or not. It depends what you think melts, and what solidifies when these phases are over.

I love words, and ideas, mixing ideas with words, creating nonsensical ideas, contemplating truthful ideas. Normal speech, cliches, common thought, the norm, playing the game, thinking inside the box, going with the flow, are all things I fight against. Perhaps I shouldn’t always fight them. The flow isn’t always wrong, and I can’t say I am completely anti-culture, I play the game. And when I don’t, that doesn’t necessarily mean my ‘game’ is better, or truthful. As one man I am more prone to dilusion than the masses I think. But as one man with Truth on his side, and like minded thinkers fighting the fight with me, there is a better ideology than the ‘flow’ and I can find it, to some degree I have been taught it and know it already.

a loop

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Sometimes when I am sitting at home I get into a loop. I check a website, oh ya, I just read it. I look at starting a game, no I dont want to play. I open up drawing app, no nothing to draw. I open a different website, no, nothing new. I check my mail, no new mail. I check the website, oh ya, I checked it 2 minutes ago. Maybe I want to start a game, no, nothing I want to play. Maybe I can draw, no nothing to draw. I could chat with someone on IM, no, nobody to chat with, maybe I can find someone new to talk to , no I dont really want to do that. I can check my email, no, nothing there. I should browse some websites, no there’s nothing new there. I could read my rss reader. Oh, there aren’t any new articles since I just read them. Maybe I can listen to some music. I’ve heard this song already. I’ve heard all my songs already. Perhaps I feel like programming something. Oy, I have a lot to learn, maybe I should buy a book and do it later. I could just play a game but there’s nothing I want to play. Maybe there’s somethign to draw. No, not really. I can always blog. Here I am, with the bloggyblog.

april fool is me

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Blizzard is the master of april fools. This video is just plain awesome
http://www.worldofwarcraft.com/moltencore/

I however am not a master of april fools, this is what happened to me…

I have used net send in the past, its a nice nifty built-in way to use instant messaging from the command prompt. However it is disabled in SP2 for XP. At work, most people have SP2 if they have a new computer, but plenty do not.

Today at work I tried to net send to someone who had it disabled. I wasn’t completely sure my net send was thwarted so I specified the domain ‘workgroup’ when I sent it to the one person next to me in the office. But no, it didn’t go to him again because he had it disabled.

Instead, a puzzling/alarming message from me went to everyone with a slightly old not-updated pc in the whole company.
Message from SheridanT to Workgroup: “somebody set us up the bomb”
A window similar to the below picture, popped up on the screen of dozens of people I’ve never met, amused fellowe geeks, confused artists, and bosses, lots of bosses.

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threeup spotlight

Usually super hero

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I realize lately that lots of these posts are about weaknesses of mine or struggles I am not over coming yet.

But I feel like a superhero almost all the time. If you need someone to buy some groceries and carry lots of stuff, I am a super hero. If you need someone to sign some government form, I am a super duper hero. When it comes to work, I ooze greatness. When it comes to chatting up coworkers, there is none finer (ok there are some finer, but I’m on a roll)
If Sheridan comes into your mind, greatness will surely follow, because really, I came out of the womb that way. I bet even the way I came out was super. with a cape already attached perhaps. Ok, I think I over did this superhero thing… however the point still stands, I am a relatively confident person.

All greatnesss exceptions are written on this blog! This is a blog of kryptonites — full of my Mary Jane’s and achilles’ heels. Because how else do we get stronger other than shedding light on weaknesses and making efforts to improve? Making it public is a method of forced resolution. Even if this public is nameless and doesn’t actually get back to me, just letting it out there makes it more real.

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But back to superheroism, I would be a black and pink super hero. I am not sure if there have been any like that. Hitman Hart had an ugly biker pink pants thing, he has no style. I am thinking sorta like dracula with his red suit lining but with pink instead. My killer move would be a baseball bat hidden in my back and a metal pen in my sock which I would throw behind me without looking.

I recently purchased a second pink tshirt, it is paler and I like it because I can probably wear it more often. I also bought a mario bros classic tee (with the image of the cartridge) that cost me more than the aformentioned pink fake versace t shirt. Hah. How about that for ebay! Versace is cheaper than some worn out game shirt.

What do you,me want from me? – an implosion

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You, the insane person who is his own friend…
what do you want from me, the aforementioned insane person?

Are you(me) getting what you want? Happiness is just a fish, neither of us want to be meaningless hedonist pleasure-seekers, although that’s what people seem to be pushing these days. What do people know anyway?
So in regards to the meaningful pursuit, are you, in future, wishing I, in the present, would somehow do something? I feel there is something wanted from me but there is a strong disconnection to lcoate the real steps I need to take. I have come as far as the road I wanted to take. So far it is going very well and it is somewhat good too. I am generally pleased. I want to keep going, but where should I be going. How do I get there? I really don’t know. Of things I know, what to do next is not one of them. Je ne sais pas. I just don’t – know, not even like a little bit.

I wish it wasn’t just me and this crazy person here. Who is also me.

Oh, and you people not named Sheridan, if you want something from me, you might have to wait inline for the internal people first? Well … that’s not true; I am quite the softie. I just hope I don’t implode in your face (which is almost never) when I’m trying to help (which is almost always).

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