This is why fishbots are a drag

Fishbots!

As detailed at nixiepixel, a fishbot is a AIM bot that picks two random strangers and sends them each provocative conversation openers. The strangers are connected and have a conversation, each thinking they have been contacted by the person they are talking to.

Kind of annoying. It’s bad enough when absolute strangers try to chat you, but having a bot connect an unwilling person to you kinda sucks.

On a positive note, you might be thinking, “isn’t that clever!” or “how nice, a way to connect with strangers!”

But over here in real life it usually doesn’t work that way.  Here’s an actual transcript which is pretty representative of how these chats go:

malnourishedcoho: Have you ever been diagnosed with a mental illness?
BRAIN: and is bulemia a mental illness
malnourishedcoho is now known as malnourishedcoho.
malnourishedcoho:  whos this?
BRAIN: you are a coho victim
malnourishedcoho: huh
BRAIN: anything ending with -coho is a bot
BRAIN: that randomly connects strangers on IM
malnourishedcoho: i see
malnourishedcoho: get a ffucking life idiot
BRAIN: see to me it looks like you IM’d me first
malnourishedcoho: how
BRAIN: you said:
BRAIN: malnourishedcoho: Have you ever been diagnosed with a mental illness?
BRAIN: and I responded
BRAIN: but see it was actually this coho bot
malnourishedcoho: did not
BRAIN: yes, do you understand, it’s a bot
malnourishedcoho: stop being such a loser and go do sum worth while nerd
BRAIN: you are not very smart
BRAIN: I feel sorry for you
BRAIN: but you are probably a teenager
BRAIN: with low reading comprehension

call the NRA

SHAC:  http://valleywag.gawker.com/5168039/dude-turns-to-twitter-as-guy-breaks-in-his-house
BRAIN: retarded
BRAIN: “ok poop coming out now
BRAIN: ustream!?
BRAIN: also, who doesn’t lock their door in SF?!
SHAC: are you supposed to?
BRAIN: what is your address again?

M FOSTER:the world is a sad
M FOSTER:  sad place
M FOSTER: Best part is where he talks about being out of TP
BRAIN: can you imagine not locking your door in SF?
M FOSTER: yeah no joke

M FOSTER: and then not calling the police in this situation….I was really hoping the last tweet would be something like.   “OMG he’s kicking down the door to my bedroom. The door just broke. He’s got a chainsaw. He’s sawing off my leg. It hurts so bad. Is that my torso? Oh noes! Don’t cut off my torso.

BRAIN: “ok – I’m bleeding all over the place.  I wonder if I should call an ambulance?”

von Bülow kinda morning

On my commute this morning I was talking to myself, running through a hypothetical Star Trek: Enterprise fanfic I’ll never write, because I think fanfic is stupid.

But for fun I did all my lines as Jeremy Irons playing Claus von Bülow in Reversal of Fortune. His accent and delivery are so awesome in that movie.

Innowave

The Innowave UVF3 is here in this office.
It’s a water dispenser that doesn’t use bottles. Instead, it takes water from the tap (green!) and then filters it (sorta green) and then irradiates it with UV light (uhm…). Which may not be very Green but it’s pretty damn cool.

However it has a pretty bad interface design. The major problem is that it has buttons on it I cannot identify.

There’s 5 buttons: a giant one with a drop of water on it, two identical ones that have a glass with ice in it, and two on the other side, one which is a mug of hot drink, and the other the same mug, but with a “+” on it.

  • When you press the drop by itself, it dispenses cold water.
  • when you press the drop with the mug, it dispenses hot water
  • when you press the mug+ button, it says “warming”

Since there is no manual, this is unnecessarily challenging.

Al I can figure is it’s using a mass-produced shell used for other models and this is why the (at least) 1 extra button

Those Petersons!

Am I the only person who’s confused Drew Peterson with Scott Peterson?

Drew Peterson is an ex-police officer who is in the news these days for maybe killing his wife, STACEY Peterson.  This is in Illinois.

Scott Peterson is a dude in California (pretty close to me actually) who was convicted of killing his wife LACI Peterson.

DIANE: If you petition to change your name to Peterson I’m leaving the country.

The Way I Could Be

I have a song from an alternate universe stuck in my head again.

Ingrid Michaelson’s song “The Way I Am” is very cute they way she sings it. But the way I hear it is as sung by a late 1950’s or early 1960’s doo-wop group.

Imagine this part as she sings it…

Cuz I love the way you call me baby
And you take me the way I am

Now imagine it’s being sung by a man with a high voice, with an a cappella backup. Now have it playing on grainy AM radio with nice analogue tubes in the dead of night… or even playing over a malfunctioning short wave radio set in an isolated outpost. Radio from an alternate universe. See how I snuck the sci-fi horror in there?

Satan is the Light

It’s the modern version of the Stairway to Heaven scare. A bunch of apes hear “Islam is the light” and “Satan is king” in a baby toy gibberish. Then they demand the stores pull the babies off the shelf. What is especially humorous: they complaint says the Islam message is “spouting hate.” And by humorous I mean humorous I don’t live near them.

Even the hypothetical Satan message isn’t “spouting hate.” It’s saying how much you like Satan! Yay!

Why Excel Sucks # 255

“The sheet you are copying has cells that contain more than 255
characters.  When you copy the entire sheet, only the first 255 characters in
each cell are copied.  To copy all of the characters, copy the cells to a new
sheet instead of copying the entire sheet.”

On what planet is this desirable behavior?!  Fucking Microsoft laziness.  I’d like to meet the Microsoft engineer who can tell me to my face that this is acceptable user experience, so I can punch him straight in the mouth.

Updike Dead

John Updike died two days ago. I was hearing some archived Terry Gross interview from the mid 1980s in the car yesterday.

I suddenly realized that this must have been the reason I saw “The Widows of Eastwick,” which was the sequel to “The Witches of Eastwick,” prominently displayed in the bookstore in LAX. It stood out at the time because until then I hadn’t even realized there WAS a sequel to that book.

But wait… I was in LAX on Sunday, Jan 25th. That was 2 days BEFORE he died. Does this mean I had an opportunity to predict the future?! If only I had read the signs!!