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"Let me tell you smething about babies...." - Pat, 11/21/2002
First, and secondarily, Mr. Hyde Records now has its own URL. Rock.
Second, and primarily, pirates. Pirates, for the record, are mas mejor que ninjas. Ninjas are servants, underlings, by definition. A ninja wouldn't be acting on his own; he would be under the orders of his lord. Further, the very essence of a ninja is that they have to be sneaky and kill people in their sleep, they would rare be victorious if caught off-guard, would never, ever win in a fair fight. Moreover, they were commonly regarded as being without honour by other samurai, for those same reasons.
Now, pirates. Most people, in the latter days of piracy, hated pirates. They were vicious, lawless parasites to society, above and beyond being sailors, who were generally regarded as being untrustworthy, dirty, and often violent. However, they did possess the ability to win in a fair fight, and often did so, though of course they avoided 'fair' fights where possible, preferring to prey on the weak. Pirate captains also had self-sovreignty, though they needed a crew under them to be fully effective. Further, if we consider that specialized pirate known as the privateer, we have an example of one of these individuals who was regarded, in his own country at least, as a hero. As final proof, I offer the fact that there are legends and stories about dozens of real, historical pirates, but how many legendary ninja have you heard of?
Whether or not pirates come out above, say, Vikings or Mongols is another matter entirely. I feel it safe to say though, that pirates far exceed ninjas on nearly all fronts, no matter how profound the ninjas are. (Actually, precendent holds that 'profound chain letters' will in fact manage to edge out 'profound ninjas'.) I mean, sure, you could bring up the topic of knowledge of multiple weapons, but if a cutlass and a pistol can do the job fine, why go further? If anyone would like to debate this further, feel free.
Third, and tertiarily.... hm. I hadn't expected my pirate > ninja rant to go on for so long; now I don't remember what else I had to say. Obviously, it was tertiary, so I'm not too distressed, but still, the principle of the thing. It's just like how the other day I couldn't remember the hamburger equation; you know, the one that shows how a hamburger isn't a hamburger without katsup? Speaking of which, I should scan in that lie I have in my physics book. Oh! I recall now!
Third, and tertiarily, no, I don't need comments. This page has existed to my satisfaction for quite some time now as a one-way channel of communication; that is, Ian A. Huisken tells the world, and any consequent rendition of Ian, about himself. This website is, indeed, one man's meager corner of the internet, and not a playground filled with interactivity. That said, I can't deny that I've thought about it. And since there seems to be at least some desire (since, as any TA will tell you, if one person has a concern, it is most likely that others will, as well), perhaps I will once again look into it. While I'm at it, I might even try to implement that cool communal writing application that I never quite got around to implementing over at Angelfire. In that spirit, I should also fix up and get running again all the neglected portions of this site, like the writing index.
If you couldn't tell already, none of this is going to happen. Besides, I'd be heartbroken if a post got zero comments, and I need emotional stability to balance out my academic and cognitive instabilities. So then, though a comment engine might be nice, I think the facts show quite clearly that I don't need one. This is especially the case when, as I believe it is now, all but one of the persons who might leave comments live in the same building I do, one floor down.
Fourth, and narily, where n is some natural number greater that but near to 3, the Pixel premiere was awesome. I was so glam, so very glam. I got compliments all night, and the reception went ridiculously smoothly. The movie was also quite good, really awesome for an all-student (except Loren) work. Hm. I just realized that Loren's name looks really funny capitalized. I guess because I always seen it fully in lower case. Hm. In any case, as soon as I have pictures, I'll post them.
Fifth, and marily, where m is some natural number greater than n, but not necessarily near it, Christina's party on Friday was lots of fun. I'm really, really, glad I wasn't drinking, though. Not that anything I'd regret would neceessarily have occurred, as I tend to over-compensate on inhibitions when I'm tipsy (except against smoking, oddly); it's just that there was a moment, probably about two seconds long, where I, even sober, tottered on the brink of doing something extremely imprudent. So I'm glad I was sober. It was a good party.
Sixth, and parily, where p is some natural number less than m, I don't want to type anymore raight now.
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