The temple of Larsism

Bad music kills good people

2006-02-25T13:37:00.000-08:00

Above you see one of my own, self-discovered facts of life: people killed by bad music. This is a graph showing the development over the last years. The Y-axis representing people, and the X-axis representing years. Although this is not scientifically proved, I believe the numbers are somewhat right. Maybe*.

Here, you see another image created by me. This showing the musical evolution. Over a random amount of time, you develop an understanding of what is quality, and what is terrible. Some people never get this ability. They seem to enjoy (!) listening to Britney Spears and Shakira (God forbid). Let's light a candle for them. Maybe their lost souls find peace at last. Maybe they don't. Actually, I don't care. I've found my path in life, that being rock. 60's, 70's, 80's, 90's and so on. Quality music.

You may wonder why I took the time to create this post? Well, the reason is simple:
A week (or two) ago, a friend and I were listening to some classic Led Zeppelin in our classroom. Quality time. Then, this popgirl (aka Balrog, but what's the difference?) comes in. She wonders what kind of crap we're listening to. Then, as if the dark lord of Mordor walked into the room, she tortures us with her hitlist-techno. Of course we complain, and then the terrifying words appear:
"Hey, if you can't listen to this, what can you listen to?!". Now that should be atleast the chair, just for saying it. I pity these people. I really do.

*As you may have figured (Einstein), those numbers can't be proven. But if you can deliver a report saying this ain't true, I would be glad to see it.

I want my worms back!

2006-02-25T07:04:00.000-08:00

When I was younger, I had two interests. Computer games and computers. Well, that's a lie. I had one interest; computer games. Roughly, you can say that 1/2 of my time awake, between the age of six and ten, was spent on gaming. To my fathers great disappointment.

Of course my dad wanted me to be a footballer. As (almost) all the other fathers out there. He told me to exercise. He also told me, that I would be an outcast if I didn't participate in any social activities. He may have been right. Some new friends was registred due to my engagement in football. But the severe interest for video games was lost. I consider that a great loss.

I recall sitting with the keyboard on my lap, blasting little worms in to space with my bazooka. Now that's entertainment. I still play video games. For example, the FIFA-series has been exercised to perfection. It is an accepted game. But I don't have the courage to start playing any of the "geek-games", such as WoW and CS. These aren't looked upon as cool enough for my friends and their friends and so on. Don't get me wrong. I would've played it if I wanted. But I don't have the patience to stand the comments, and the nagging about me being a nerd. I am a nerd. But hey, give me a brake. Get new friends? Nope. They're ok. But when they consider Worms a game for losers, someone needs to put football aside and the laptop on their, yes, lap.

All I can do is to prey for video games to become the trendy and accepted choice. Football is nice (I actually love it), you get your exercise, but nothing beats an über-round of Worms (the first one, for gods sake. The rest is almost considered blasphemy).

So, the conclusion: Hail banana bombs!

Welcome... people?

2006-02-25T04:12:00.000-08:00

Good day, - evening, or - night. My name is Lars, as you may understand. I like to blog. Great, now you know something about me. I usually spend all my time in front of my computer. I believe that you people will enjoy reading about my somewhat screwed up thoughts. Maybe I'm wrong, maybe I'm tight (that was maybe the best typo since WWII).

Well, whatever. Enjoy. I don't have any particular things to write about, so I'll just think a bit before I'll post anything more. Take care.