August 30, 2007 — Rotorboy.com is slowly being phased out.
Since moving my webhosting services the site has been plagued with numerous issues which require a major re-write of code and I am unable to devote enough time or energy to it at this point.
Over the next few months I will be looking at alternatives to the site.
Thank you for visiting.
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So I’m sitting here chatting with MiHwa around 11 last night when I hear a commotion outside. I have long since learned to ignore the other humans around here as they tend to be idiots. Harsh, perhaps but evidence will be provided.
I hear the word fire and stick my head out. Nothing. Then sirens. Sweet feathery Moses, something is on fire. An apartment in the building across the street is apparently experiencing a combustion event. All the fire alarms that I hear are never fires and now there is a fire and no alarm. Excellent…
I watch from the window silently cursing all the ‘tard drivers who figure they can muscle past the fireman who are trying to put the damn thing out. After a while I finally decide to go down and join the throngs of people watching this. “Might as well grab the camera…”
So I go out and all I really see is a lot of smoke so everything seems in order. I take a few pictures. As I’m taking the one above, this guy walks up to me. “Do you know what is happening here?”
I lower my camera and look at him completely bewildered. I’m standing next to a fire truck. There are four in total, two ambulances, tons of fireman not to mention smoke and stuff.
“That apartment is on fire” and I point at the building. “Oh wow!” Now enlightened, buddy and the girls he is with immediately run over to the building, through all the cones set up to keep people from catching on fire and right up to the smoldering balconey. They were politely escorted off the lawn by a fireman. If it were up to me, I would have turned a hose on them.
Figuring that I would likely zip myself if had to talk to another asshat, I retired to my apartment only to find that the fan in my bedroom has been sucking diesel and smoke fumes for the past half hour. Within an hour it was all over. And not one cop.
So I was out doing my morning exercises last week and… what? OK, I was having a smoke; bugger off puritan…
Anyway, so I’m standing outside my office and something in a shrub catches my eye. Upon closer inspection I found it to be a [tag]beer[/tag] can. Hmmm, looks unopened. Sure enough, I reach in and pull out a can of [tag]Guinness[/tag]. How odd…
Two days later, I find myself in the area of the same shrub. Now what are the chances? I look at the bush again and damn, would you look at that! A bottle of some sort of white beer, again, unopened. What the hell?
Not that it’s odd that someone is stashing beer in a bush but they aren’t [tag]Old Style[/tag] or some other meal in a can. They’re fancy beer. Why are they in this bush? And why just one? Who am I to question this? They now adorn my desk in case I need to smack a developer with something stout. Yeah meege, I’m talking to you…
Sadly, it would appear that my beer bush has run dry. I really thought this would go for a while. Think about it; this idiot hides a beer in a bush and then it’s gone when he comes back. So what do he do? He hides another beer in the same bush.
If nothing else, it warms my heart to know that there is a pissed off derelict somewhere in the city. I just need to find the new bush…
Update: Well let’s see how long this stays up before Formula 1 Management whines to [tag]YouTube[/tag]…The first video I found was in English but you really don’t need to understand the language. Note the feet outside the tub as it comes to a rest against the wall. Scary stuff…
[tag]Robert Kubica[/tag] survived this massive crash in Montreal this Sunday after his [tag]BMW Sauber[/tag] got tangled up with the [tag]Toyota[/tag] of [tag]Jarno Trulli[/tag].
When I saw the crash I was thinking that me might dead given the angle that he hit the wall. Instead, he’s being kept in the hospital overnight in case he has a concussion… In case? Are his eyeballs still in his head?
A true testament to the strength of a modern [tag]F1[/tag] chassis.
