So, I get my one cup of coffee a day at starbux... yeah, I know. But the Ink coffee house is 6 blocks from my office... too far to walk in the morning.
Who are these people that order a fvcking Grande, half caramel, half vanilla, extra shot of vanilla, half soy, half 1% milk, lite ice, lite coffee, no fat whipped cream, machiato con leche frapacino in a venti cup at 0730? AND how do you get to the point that a fucking cup of coffee takes that long to say, let alone costs $45 dollars?
/short flat latte. cuz I am not paying you to fill my cup with foam!
24 August 2006
DIE FVCKERS DIE!!!!
Labels: RANT
Posted by wb at 02:41 4 comments
09 August 2006
07 August 2006
Reservoir Dogs as a game?
Mr. Pink: Why am I Mr. Pink?
Joe: 'Cause you're a faggot, all right?
Reservoir Dogs Game
Labels: xbox
Posted by wb at 19:28 1 comments
03 August 2006
What can't a Mac do?
I think this app, Cider, will close the gap for gaming on my preferred platform.
Now, if we could just get them to compile the servers for Solaris...
Labels: computers
Posted by wb at 06:31 4 comments
01 August 2006
So, I am watching Current TV.
I saw this pod about gaming. They, of course, showed a bunch of fat asshats playing games. Mentioning handles like "Van Dread", "Mogers", and "Terror"... I started thinking what was my "handle". I had a senior moment. I couldn't remember my FPS handle!
Why do I suddenly feel the need to build a PC to run around on the intarwebnets killing other lame idiots?
Labels: babble, computers, interwebnets
Posted by wb at 06:57 2 comments