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It would seem that somebody pimped a url for a page called KageYume. “Why does Ginnsu make special mention of this?”, you might ask. And I would asnwer, “Because it doesn’t suck. Infact, it is increadible.” As far as I’m concerned, there are two types of people in the world. The first type is those who are creatively inept (like me.) The second type is those who are creatively inclined. The creator of KageYume is beyond inclined, the art work is down right amazing. I strongly advise you to visit that site and check out that art work. Now, before I go and turn into a raving “fan boi,” I’m going to shut up about KageYume and talk about something else.

You see all that text I just wrote? That was just so I didn’t look like a bastard for using this space to pimp my own site, which is what I’m going to do now. Not that its anything half as spectacular as KageYume or anything, but its the best a person as creatively inept as me could come up with. Now, just because I’m creatively inept, doesn’t mean I don’t have a talent. Specifically, a talent for coding. As such, coding will be the focus of the site. More specifically, it will proably focus especially on PHP, since PHP is the most powerful and productive language I have been dabbling in lately. You will also probably find some mIRC script, although I spend far to much time staring blankly at mIRC and should probably shove it aside. So, anyways, thats whats up and I do hope you check out ginnsu.no-ip.com. Don’t forget KageYume either though, because it seriously is amazing. If you have any comments or questions, post them in the hack on my site or e-mail me at ginnsu@hotmail.com.

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I’m thinking what you’re thinking right about now. What the hell am I doing here? Well, it seems that my general stupidity has captured Rob’s interest, although I can’t imagine how or why. And for that matter, how did I let myself get into this? Could it have been a calamitous combination of untapped intellectual potential, a subconscious yearn for attention, and a deep need to release my inner thoughts to an adoring anonymous public?

….

Nah. I’m not setting out high hopes here, and let’s be honest: I know that I’m a fool, and you know that I’m a fool. And if you didn’t already, you’ll find out soon enough. So let’s just try to have a little fun along the ride, and satisfy ourselves with my occasionally amusing absurdity, so that I’ll never have to let you down with any false promises. Hey, it’s worked before. And you know what? I think we’re starting off on a damn good note.

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Somebody on a Message Board quoted this Jerry Seinfeld bit, and I just found it extremely funny and had to pass it along:

“There are many things that we can point to as proof that the human being is not smart, the helmet is my personal favorite. The fact that we had to invent the helmet. Now why did we invent the helmet? Well because we were participating in many activities that were cracking our heads. We looked at the situation, we chose not to avoid these activities but to just make little plastic hats so that we can continue our head-cracking lifestyles. The only thing dumber then the helmet, is the helmet law. The point of which is to protect the brain that is functioning so poorly its not even trying to stop the cracking of the head that it is in.”

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I don’t know how many of you reading this understand the whole system of getting a driver’s licence here in BC, I’ve mentioned it on here once before I think, but I’ll briefly/simply explain it:

• When you turn 16 you can take the written test.

• If you pass you get your Learner licence (Class 7L).
  The Learner licence let’s you drive with a fully licenced driver and one other passenger during daylight hours if you have 0% blood/alcohol level, and you display the Learner sign at the back of your vehicle (magnetic red sign with large black ‘L’).

• After having your Learner licence for a minimum of 6 months you can take the road test.
• If you pass the road test you get your Novice licence (Class 7).
  The Novice licence allows you to drive at any time, alone or with as many passengers as the vehicle will allow as long as you have 0% blood/alcohol level, and you display the Novice sign at the back of your vehicle (magnetic green sign with large black ‘N’).

• After having your Novice licence for a minimum of 18 months you can take a second road test.
• If you pass the second road test you get your full licence (Class 5).
  With your Class 5 licence you have no more restrictions than any other driver.

Okay, so it wasn’t so brief, but regardless there it is. Well, today I had my road test for my Novice licence. It was my first time taking the test. Ever. None of my friends have passed it on their first try so needless to say I wasn’t really expecting to pass it either, and after I totally fouled up the parallel park, I thought for sure I had failed.
I didn’t. :)
So as of today, I can now drive without a licenced supervisor, and all I have to say is, “Ah, the freedom.”
Not that I have a lot of places to go, but now I don’t have to rely on anyone else when I want to take the car somewhere.

Anyway, that’s all. Just thought I should mention that since I haven’t posted anything here for quite some time. I really need to get some more news admins, three of us aren’t enough, especially when we don’t have anything to say half the time. Ah well, I’ll find some people to do it somewhere.

Cyas.

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So, last night Rob and I had been at my place playing some Yuri’s Revenge. After two games of that, we decided that we should find something else to do, so we called my sister on her cell to see if we could use the car (the car is so much more fun to drive then the van.) She informed us that it was parked across the street from a friends house. She couldn’t park it right at the friends house because the parking lot in front of their town houses had not been plowed, and the car being a very small and low to the ground vehicle would not have made it over the snow. Rob and I drove the van up to where the car was parked and parked it ahead of the car so that I could move the car and then park the van where the car was. I moved the car ahead of the van, and then proceeded to back the van to where the car was, at the corner of a side street and the main street. Just before I moved the van, a tow truck drove on to the street and carried on driving. I thought nothing of it at the time, but it soon became apparent that he wasn’t just cruising around. After the van was parked, I got out and was about to head to the car. A guy came out of the house where I had parked the van, and said “You’re not going to leave the van there, are you?”

I said, “Well I was.”

Sounding slightly miffed, he said “Do you know how many times that car has almost been hit by people coming around that corner? You can’t leave that there.”

“Ok, I’ll move it then.” I said quickly. And I proceeded to get back in the van. As I did so, the tow truck came around again and parked in this guys driveway. I drove the van around and put it in the parking lot over where my sister’s friends house is, which was an interesting endeavour to say the least, with all that snow on the pavement. I went over to my sisters friends place to see who might be home, and although my sister a and her friends weren’t their, her friends son was. I talked to him for a bit and found out that they’ve been trying to get their driveway cleared for some time, but their land lord couldn’t (or wouldn’t) get the tractor in to do it. By the time I had stopped the van, a cop driving an SUV had pulled up in front of the guys house, stopped, and went up the driveway to talk to the tow truck driver. At this time I realized what this was all about. So I went over to talk to the police, and the tow truck driver to sort things out and get an idea of where I might be able to put the van. I apologized for the position of the car, and explained the situation as best I could. The tow truck driver and the cop realized that I was at the scene with Rob completely by coincidence, and expressed that whenever you’re parking a vehicle in the winter, just don’t park it on the side of the street. It’s illegal to do so because the plow that clears the streets, can’t clear effectively if there are vehicles on the side of the road. The tow truck had been sent out by the Police to tow the car for being parked illegally. We saved the car from being towed only because of perfect timing.