Sunday Bloody Sunday…

Things going through my mind as I sit here with a mild headache, listening to Lokomotiv’s House of Lies, scratching my tummy…

Hmmm… I didn’t get to go to Lokomotiv’s gig at the Universal Bar & Grill in Lankershim.  I was too burned out and still recovering from the monster cold I had last week.  Would’ve wanted to enjoy some good ol’ hard rock before I officially start my autumn sched, but oh well…

Speaking of Lokomotiv, I finally got the music off their site and put it on my Friendster profile…

<geek mode>
It was a hell of a time trying to decompile that damn .SWF file, especially when all the SWF decompilers available on the net are either trialware or shareware.  But all I needed to do anyway was to figure out the absolute URLs they were using within the Flash actionscript, so that I can manually download the files.  What caught me offguard for a second there was the file extension, which wasn’t the standard MP3.  Maybe I should emulate that technique and spoof my MP3 extensions.  Hmmm, that prolly won’t work, unless one is a total noob.

Anyway, after I downloaded those files, it was just a simple matter of uploading them to my own server and linking to them in my XSPF file.  The bitrate of the MP3s are pretty crappy (prolly at 64kbps or something), but they still sound pretty good.  Once I get the opportunity to grab their full CD I’ll be able to rip em at higher bitrates … maybe 192kbps or something.
</geekmode>

Anyway, what am I doing today?  Actually, I’ve got a business-related engagement this afternoon.  Business on a Sunday, you ask?  Sure, why not.  It’s not like I go to church anyway.  I’m sure Someone up there wouldn’t mind if we don’t follow His example and rest on the seventh day.  I mean, I rest for the entire six days before that anyway… hehe.

Tomorrow, I will be resuming my "Tagalog Word of the Day" after a two-week hiatus.  This time I’ll be a little wiser and cue up a week’s worth of them beforehand, so I don’t have to site here and brainstorm some Tagalog words.

So watch out for it.  They’re gonna be back with a vengeance.  You’ll understand later once you see my Tagalog word for tomorrow…

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Yesterday, I caught someone who was using an older version of the CSS code I used for my profile.  Now, normally I won’t mind - I mean, the color scheme I use was inspired by a couple other profiles I looked at anyway, and I just added my own variation to it.

But no, this woman (yes, it’s a woman) had the audacity to directly link back to my older background images and other graphics on my main site.  I mean, geez, she even linked to my bullet image, which was essentially the same exact one that Friendster uses!

Below was her profile (her name is blurred out to protect her identity - a little) - she didn’t even allow people who were not her friends to view her full profile.  Not that it made much difference - her CSS code was still viewable, and she used it the same way someone slaps an Integra Type R spoiler and sticker on a stock Honda CRX.

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Initially I thought I should just delete the images she was linking to and just give her broken images, but they’ll still be sucking up my main site’s bandwidth a tad.  So I assumed the part of the evil web guy, rubbed my hands together, took a swig of a bottle of Corona (and momentarily coughed coz I forgot I had a cold the day before), and went to work…

After a few minutes of fooling around in Photoshop and uploading/renaming files on my main site, I was done.  I visited her profile again, and revelled in my dirty work:

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Too cruel?  I guess… but it didn’t take more than an hour for her to notice my handiwork and she then removed all references to the leeched images off her CSS code.  BUT… the bullet links she was leeching from me were still there!  I was like "what the fuck, lady! If you’re gonna fix your leeching, you might as well do a thorough job, damnit…"  So another trip to Photoshop was necessary.

A couple minutes later, I viewed her profile again.  I am hoping she’ll get the hint this time:

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It’s awfully considerate of me to tell her she "missed a spot" … I wish more webmasters were like me.  Wait, that’d be… really… really… scary…

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Hmm, how do I end this entry?  I guess I’ll put this pic up here - to serve as a warning to all those old guys who try to chat and pick up young girls over the Internet…

:)