because you have faith...

Dear solid fan base,

There has to be at least 4 or so of you, that are still die hard.  For that I commend you.  You are the people that make this world a better place for all, in fact it is getting just downright wasteful sparing oxygen molecules for the rest of the earthly population.  Do you get as exited about world domination and class separation as I do at this point?  Of course you do, you've probably found yourself speeding and flipping people off a lot more than usual.  Don't be ashamed, you're only human.

A lot of people think that I've been too neglectful towards my supremely important blog.  I just want to clear the air, by reporting that although school has been a challenge, it is not the reason for my decrease in writing activity.  I have my priorities straight.  The real reason for the cut back, has more to do with budgeting and government grants, that I have yet to receive for providing such a quality education.  You see, at times I experience what some people refer to as "passion" or "overzealous-behavior".  Yes, it is true, I have been caught sitting on the couch cursing at the laptop from time to time.  Occasionally, I tense up so much while I'm typing, that I literally press the keys straight through the keyboard.  Exit wound and all.  This is a type of situation, that can't be undone.  When such passion provokes this sort of destruction it becomes very expensive (Especially if you have a laptop and the keyboard, now needing replacement is directly attached to the computer.).

So in order to save product, I've taken to using a keyboard with a 20 foot range.  This way I also avoid punching the screen.  The sad ending here is while trying to reduce destruction to my computer, I've also lowered my level of anger and blood pressure.  I still use up the same untapped energy, only I take it out on a 5 lb. bag of cinnamon bears, or Red Vines.  Not having that anger, to constantly stir up the voices of irrational thought and chaos, leaves me a little short for words in times that they are most needed.  Any psychologist would probably refer to this as a positive outlet.  But how could any of this be positive, when at least 4 people are relying on me?  I've said it before, I'm no martyr or savior, but I am here to offer the best of me.

So I thought about going back to close-range typing.  Once Wifey caught wind of this, it was immediately vetoed.  And because I choose not to type in a dark closet, in order to avoid her all-seeing eyes, I know I need some form of controversy.  So I've devised a plan.  This is going to involve some help from my fans, but I'm sure it will work.  The cure I ask for, to fuel me up is hate mail.  I know my most faithful fans couldn't find it in them to even set their minds in a state of anger or contempt for me, but I'm sure you have friends who could.  So I need you to seek out the people in your lives, that truly detest people like me (You probably don't even have to leave the house to do this.).  Invite these haters to visit my site and comment.  I'm sure that some angry words will really bump up my game.  It will also bump up your game, when you find yourself delivering personal jabs in attempt to defend the website that makes all things clear to you.

It's either hate mail or I skip my meds for a week, but I'm pretty sure that society is not ready for that.

Chase 'em down...

Google vs. Googol...

For those of you who have been following me since the beginning, you may have notice a slight error in my blog title.  In all haste to share the news, to many eagerly awaiting friends, that I now have a platform to release the voices in my head, I misspelled the word worker.  It looked like this: woker.  I've since changed it.

As I was pondering in the shower (sorry for getting everyone excited, but that's when I'm alone with the voices) I remembered something...

Let me take you back in time to the year 1997, when 2 young geniuses much like myself (once again we're comparing the level of my Ninja skills the their computer programming skills, basically apples to apples) wanted to download the entire internet onto their computer.  What they did was develop the most amazing search engine ever, followed by a corporate structure allowing a game plan for world domination.  Who do I speak of you ask?  Oh nobody just Larry Page and Sergey Brin, the founders of Google.

My point is, after they devised this genius solution, they needed a name.  They wrote on their white board Google.  Why is this relevant?  Because some chick, who happened to know how to spell better, came into there office and crossed out their new title.  Next to it she wrote- it's spelled googol.

Do you follow the parallel?

Would I say I'm off to the same start as Google?  Yes, of course.

Let me paint a picture:

1 Million - The number 1 followed by 6 zeros

$30 Billion - Net worth of Larry Page and Sergey Brin

1 Googol - The number 1 followed by 100 zeros

Google - An empire devoted to efficiency and world domination

The only question that remains is who will be the first Googolianaire, them or me? (insert evil laugh now)

think about it...

For what cause do you seek me...

I thought my numbers de visitantes was growing rapidly.  I then watched "The Social Network" and realized I could be getting more visitors.  If you haven't yet seen the movie all you need to know is Mark Zuckerburg is a classy d-bag (a classy d-bag with billions of George Washingtons all up in his bank account).  This only bids the question- could I be a classy d-bag?  I followed his character pretty well through-out the movie, and I realize I have no chance in learning codes to write amazing software.  What I did learn is that using big words, talking fast, and ignoring the input of your peers are the main facets, that form the foundation of a classy d-bag.  I'm pretty sure I can sub out his computer genius skills with my Ninja skills to make-up the difference.

In the end I ask myself, in admiration of his character, is all that money worth the negative publicity and never ending lawsuits?

Of course it is!  I said billions, not millions.  You could buy yourself a room full of people who think your the greatest.  Any man saying otherwise would be cast in the fire by the push of a button.  That's world domination power.  I think I'll send Mark a friend request...