Le Stu

My top discovery this week was figuring how to shut up everyone on xboxlive. It's hidden in your profile settings but by god it is so worth it to get away from angry adolescent twats and singing 5 year olds.

There was a documentary on the beeb about moonpower (and the moon in general) a few weeks ago. Some American scientist has the idea of building solar panels out of moon dust and banding the entire planetoid with them, then beaming the energy back to run the planet.

It would probably make it look like the death star and put off potential alien invaders as a bonus.

There SHOULD be a Morrisons hate thread. Well, specifically to the King Street one, with it's one till open and hundreds of troll people and students milling about. I fucking hate that place.

I swear that an anthropology grad could write their thesis on that place, and then go work there. It's brimming with human confusion. Like a giant rat maze with no reward. BUT WE KEEP HITTING THAT SUGAR BUTTON.

Personal EMP. Discretely destroys all mobile devices in a five metre radius of the user, especially if it's playing tinny shitty music at the back of the bus.

Dour Allison at Morrisons. That's right, Allison, I'm talking about you negatively on the internet. That'll teach you to bitch at me for not having anything smaller than a tenner. IT'S STILL CURRENCY, ALLISON!

There really should be a separate Morrisons thread where we can discuss their issues in completely insensitive detail.

The other day I was on the self-service checkout, I got an item without a barcode. The girl couldn't even be arsed price checking it and rung it up for 50p.

I suppose I can't really bitch it was probably over a quid. I probably can't really bitch about the staff either, I'd kill myself if I had to work in that supermarket.

Pet hate: Everytime I politely refuse a peice of cake, or some chocolate, or a sweet in general, it's always met with vehement disbelief and disapproval. And then the offerer has to find out exactly why I have politely refused it.

I just don't fucking want it, okay?

I once worked in an office where someone asked me why I wasn't eating.

It was an American office. Pretty horrible place, full of people in mumus shuffling around, grunting.

Welcome to the future.

Any opinions on M-audio AV40's? I'm pretty certain I'll be ordering them.

M-Audio Studiophile Av40 - Home Studio Monitor Speakers: Amazon.co.uk: Musical Instruments

It doesn't say if they're powered or not. Powered monitors have the amp built in so you just need a line in, whereas this looks like it might need an amp, especially given how cheap they are.

Conventional wisdom woudl tell you that studio monitors aren't ideal for home listening, anyway, generally having a flat frequency response for production purposes. (Unless they're Mackie HR824s, those things are fucking beast)

If you want a proper size speaker/amp setup you'd probably want to go second hand, as suggested, or save up and spend a couple of months nerding through what Hifi. A mate just put down a couple of hundred for a basic setup and it sounds pretty tight.

EDIT: just read through some of the reviews. they might actually be powered afterall.

Well initially I had some sympathy for the Libyan people, but after what they did to Doc Brown they can fuck right off.

Come on, he stole their plutonium. A dictator who let a mad scientist burn him like that wouldn't last long. It was absolutely appropriate to dispatch the VW camper.

You should look at 2.1 systems, you'll find something half decent sounding for that price. I got the Acoustic Energy Aego M for 120 and it sounds great. I miss some bass with the smaller woofer but I'm in a tenement flat so that's kinder on the neighbours. It came with some great quality cables and has proper speaker connects for the satellites too. I have it plugged into either the TV or my computer but the TV passes thorugh HDMI sound so mostly the telly.

This seems dependent on your choice of undergarments. I favour loose boxers so I would go with piss. I could probably aim it down my leg and get away with, it. Shit is a major issue if you aren't rocking huggy briefs or trunks, I'm told.

Breakfast burrito is the way though. eggs, cheese and hot sauce, definitely everything the body needs.

The West are strangely reserved about it all. They're not usually shy about crying for regime change...

Yes, just not those regimes. You know, the ones that keep the oil flowing our way and the Suez canal open. Dreadful people, of course. I expect we'll cancel their Eurofighter import license after we've made sure the radar is thoroughly nobbled and they've already shipped.

But be careful not to scald your face?

Kirk Broadfoot scalded by egg explosion | Football | guardian.co.uk

ha, serves the hun bastard right. Er, I mean this clearly illustrates the dangers of microwave cooking eggs.

Spotify normal quality is alright. I can't really tell the difference upward from 160kbps anyway. Neither can the encoder, most of the time. I re-ripped a bunch of my CDs, over the wintry days, and encoded them with variable bit-rate, highest quality in LAME. I noticed most frames were encoded in the 160-220 range so a fixed 192kbps encoding will capture all but the busiest tracks fine.

and HMV fucking suck. sort out your electronica section, you have nothing I want.

Scrambled eggs in the microwave =

It's easy. Place eggs in microwave, put on full power, wait for the explosion and scrape your breakfast off the insides.

NY 2005, went to a massive rave in Downtown LA, outdoor arena at the Colosseum. Can't exactly top raving your face off to Photek after the bells, outside in your teeshirt ,on new year's day.

Were you carrying a traffic cone and covered in your own piss?

xx

they let that guy in.

Clearly you weren't showing enough cleavage.

Had I actually been drunk enough, I may have shown him the whole of the moon.

I've been barred repeatedly from different venues for being 'too drunk' despite having been completely sober while attempting entry. Quite curious. Can anyone shed light on this seemingly perculiarly Abedonian phenomenon?

The Social Network which was as good as I'd heard, well cast, written and a Trent Reznor soundtrack.

Don't let the subject matter put you off if Facebook passed you by...

...there's only one serial page refreshing scene and that was obviously a joke

If the House of Saud falls you can still set fire to your car for the insurance value.

Still, they reckon we need $200 a barrel for Brent crude to make North Sea oil last another thirty years so it ain't all bad.

There's a sensor, if you take a step away after pushing the button they switch off.

If there is it's buggered. I can stand in front of it pushing it repeatedly some days and it won't come on. needs some maintenance I think.

(probably being lazy here I'll have a look at the council site when I can be arsed)

Why are these new pedestrian crossing lights so shit and flaky and who do I whine about this to at the council?

I'm thinking the one on King Street by the Morrisons is the worst. you cna push that button all you like and it won't come on sometimes.

I really dislike how politicians ALWAYS drop in a "filling the void left by the last government" or "fixing the mistakes of the last government" after making any point about whatever shitty decision making they're implementing on the country.

It's just standard for politicians to do this. They'll claim credit when the economy does well and deflect blame when it doesn't. They'll go along with policies that seem successful when they're in opposition and lambast the government when they fail. They'll show no strength of conviction and then suddenly find religion without seeking repentance.