Nike commercials from asia – flying ninja raccoons and robots

What a terrible Nike commercial.

I like anime and stuff, I like flying ninja raccoons and giant robots, but this was a dumb commercial. They figured they would just throw all this crap together and we would like it. Now I really won’t buy these shoes, even if I liked them, which I don’t. Suck it Nike.

via highsnobiety


Recap of the weekend lost

So I played soccer again Friday night, played pretty much the whole game, but it didn’t start until 930 so I was out pretty late. That leads me to why the weekend mostly sucked.

I got sick. I thought it was my allergies, but it ended up turning into a chest cold, with me coughing up crap. A lot. I’m still doing it in fact. It sucks. So here’s some good stuff that happened this weekend.

Woke up Saturday with a runny nose and a sore throat, but I’m a man, so I beasted through it without a second thought. Sleep at 1230, up at 530 am so I could go to the pub to watch soccer. Watched Liverpool wipe the floor with Hull 6-1 while Torres tore it up with a hat trick. Too bad he’s not on my fantasy team. The we watched the rather boring Arsenal/ Fulham game where Arsenal squeaked through 1-0.

Went home to clean house since we were hosting some friends for the Sounders game. By now my sickness had become a little worse, but I killed the symptoms with pizza. Sounders lose. That sucks. We then watch the Huskies lose. I didn’t go to UW but I grew up watching the Huskies, so I follow them. Well they lose. Sucky again. I get to sleep at midnight again.

Sunday I woke up and it was even worse. I could not use my nose other than as a flowing faucet for my snot. I sounded like a chain smoker of 186 years. But no matter, way my dog needs to be walked. While we were out, my girlfriend decided he needed a new toy/friend. Here they are enjoying each others company.

That makes life a little more cheery.

Then Sunday afternoon we went to a friends house. My girlfriend has been learning how to cook from her friend, and she learned today how to make orange chicken and chocolate cream swirl cake, or some kind of cake like that. Either way, the meal was great and worth the risk of spreading my nile virus around to enjoy. Got to spend the evening discussing electronic devices, engineering, industrial design, home buying, politics, heath care reform, and calculus with my friend Glen, who also provided me with my first Guinness. I must say it’s a better beer than I had expected. My favorite dark beer thus far. Happy 250th Guinness.

In honor of the upcoming weekend, a Tribute to last weekend

So this last weekend was pretty eventful. Keep up with me.

Spent Friday night playing some soccer at Starfire in Kent, where the Sounders play their US Open cup games.

Saturday morning, I was walking the dog and *BAM* car show down the street I didn’t know about, here’s just a small sample of my favs.

Sunday evening I found myself at the Puyallup Fair. I always say I’m not going to bother going this year, but every year I end up going for some reason.

So you know what a fair looks like, here’s the important part. We went to a vendor who sells deep fried everything. So we got a twinky, deep fried. Not too bad, but I wouldn’t eat it on the regular.

And then the really important part.

If you can read that, it says chocolate covered bacon.

Now I have a rule in life concerning bacon. It makes everything better, EXCEPT deserts and gelatinous items. Therefore I knew before I started that this would not end well, but I had to experience it first hand to know that my rules of the world were correct.

Well go ahead and write that shit in stone tablets. Chocolate covered bacon is horrible. I almost threw up. I actually spit it out next to the stand that we bought it from, not realizing that the side of the stand was open and everyone that worked there could see me spitting up the horrible concoction that they created. It serves them right in some cosmic way, except that I’m sure it wasn’t their ideas to create this abomination, they just wanted to make their wage, so for that I apologize. But I do not apologize for spitting it up.

And then a scone saved me.

Undocumented within this weekend was also 3 rounds of laser tag, watching the Seahawks fail in the 4th qtr against San Francisco at the Outback’s bar, getting up at 530 sunday morning to watch my beloved Manchester City lose in the 97th minute (ref’s a cheat!), and the Sounders game who once again have not scored at home since July 11. Quite a busy weekend if I do say so myself.

Here’s to hoping this weekend is just as awesome.

Singer 911 – classic 911 style, modern 911 speed and comfort

So I’m lazy, it’s Friday, so I’m just gonna give mad props to Autoblog for writing a super good article on this car and share it with you.

Singer Vehicle Design rolled out its first prototype, plainly named the “Singer 911,” at the Pebble Beach Concours d’Elegance last month. Based on an ’80s-era long-wheelbase 911 donor vehicle, the company strips each chassis to its bare shell for “reinvention” into what Singer calls a “celebration of the golden air-cooled era of the world’s most important sports car.”

Incontestable is its vintage Porsche 911 look. However, the Singer 911 is far from antiquated. The complete reincarnation includes chassis stiffening, new active aerodynamics, and a lightweight integral backbone structure and roll cage to improve torsional rigidity. Most interestingly, nearly all of the steel body panels are replaced by full carbon fiber composite bodywork candy-coated in Singer’s exclusive “Racing Orange” paint.

Under the rear decklid is an air-cooled 3.82-liter flat-six sporting six individual throttle bodies. With a GT3 crankshaft and titanium connecting rods, the powerplant spins eagerly to 8,000 RPM. The engine sends 425 horsepower and 340 lb-ft of torque to a proper Getrag G50 six-speed manual transmission. According to the engineering team, the 2,400-pound Singer 911 will sprint to 60 mph in 3.9 seconds. Top speed is in excess of 170 MPH.

Under the skin are Moton shock absorbers, Eibach coil-overs, and Smart Racing Products adjustable sway bars. The four-piston brakes are sourced from the race-bred Porsche 930. Completing the performance package, and appearing period-correct, are the custom Zuffenhaus forged aluminum three-piece “Fuchs” wheels.

Singer’s attention to detail carries throughout the vehicle… with a decidedly modern touch. State-of-the-art Hella bi-xenon headlamps reside within the headlight buckets, while a special lightweight air-conditioning system keeps occupants cool (keen eyes will notice that even the 911’s windshield wipers have been relocated to the optimal center-mounted “993” position). The audio system includes satellite radio, iPod, and Bluetooth connectivity. Navigation assistance is provided by a Garmin-sourced GPS.

So I’m really impressed, I want one, and when this blog makes me rich, I’ll get one and share it with you all, but it probably won’t be in orange.

via autoblog

Children of Nintendo Power Unite!

I was going through the internet, like I normally do, enjoying some web comics and such, and somewhere I ran across a spoof on Howard and Nester from Nintendo Power.

Now that got me thinking about the original Howard and Nester and I sought to find them online. And I did!

Amazing. Reliving my early gamer days, when video games were still considered children toys, and I was a child so it wasn’t weird at all.

Check out the rest here. It only goes for the first 26 volumes but it’s still interesting to see comics about video games before they were considered classics.

Saturday nights alright for fightin

Started with another early Saturday morning, 530 wake up to be at the bar at 7 for the start of the game. Headed down to Doyle’s Pub in Tacoma, it’s a little over 45 minutes drive from Seattle, picked up a compadre on the way. Watch Manchester City take down Arsenal and watched Paul cry after seeing Adebayor score on him, then step on his boy van Persie’s face. LOL. Watched the Tottenham v. Man U game, but Tottenham couldn’t do anything after the sweet bicycle kick from Defoe in the FIRST MINUTE! Then they rolled over.

After the pub, went to a bread store. Bought banana bread. It was delicious.

Ended the night at a house party, a beer and a few shots, ended up staying there til 1 or something and watched other drunkards play Guitar Hero 5. I think I might buy it because it has a pretty good song list.

Moral of the story:
Go to Doyle’s Pub – website here.

Banana bread is awesome.

Guitar Hero 5 is actually pretty good as far as music, visuals still suck. Drunk Guitar Hero is entertaining to watch, not so much to hear.