Here
And here
I said 1000 samples. It's way more than that, but a lot of it is distinctly heard in the songs (long, not basic beats or sounds). I've already given permission to rape those. Still working. Lots of uploading.
Thanks to the Internet Archive.
Ruh-oh, Shaggy. Reality hurts.
[oops]
Mashter Peaches
Liquified Erassers
Swallowed by the Stripped Naked Mix
Swallowed by the River (4trancers)
Rasputin's Extra Body
Sever the Strings
Cobbler in Cream
In Heavy Syrup
hmm...
My upload speeds yesterday were abysmal. The sound libraries will be uploaded when I forget the 6 hours it took to upload these songs, or tomorrow or something.
The Code:
It's all Hydrogen. Everything was done with Hydrogen. I have to post the xml files only because there is no file hosting here.
Eidos
You has founz mies eidos!
"""
DARPA:
We has cr8z weapons! Focus only on zee weapons... Focus only on zee weapons... Zair are no defenses heere... Zair are no defenses heere...
– Military technology limited only by advance directives. Cry havoc and set loose the dogs of geek defensive intelligence!
"""
Pray to the almighty dollar, for soon the dollar cometh and grace the pockets of those who have been faithful. This concludes your materialism sermon. That'll be $4,500, cash only.
"""
Stealth plane: The bottom is blue. Big savings on stealth. Also, play really loud heavy metal to jam enemy radar. [Cut to scene of enemy radar operations officer: Observing incoming plane, heavy metal comes through radar screen, glass bursts, sending glass into his face and eyes. He runs falling and screaming from the building as Chaos AD plays and the building explodes.]
"""
After much, much data collecting, the facts show even the most vanilla orgasm in the world can still cause sexual religious guilt.
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"""
Improving the Modern Drug Business:
Problem -- How would you conduct the business given the permeation of intelligence gathering capability in phone and net communication?
Two methods of doing business stand out as parts of the overall idea, and hinder many current tactics employed to combat the trade. The first method would be to go primitive and cease use of all modern communication methods, at the crucial stages of physical movement and surrounding heavy figures. The second would be to employ highly skilled networking and programming experts to conduct business in super-hardened Linux with proxying, tunneling and religiously paranoid encryption using foreign nations to house the servers and routers involved with data transmission. Mobile private, pirate cell networks figure heavily in the midrange physical distribution (primitive is too slow from there). There's a lot of money involved and no shortage of computer and technical talent all over the world.
As above, the best idea uses both, a fusion of highly technical and primitive. At the top it would be highly technical. Placing primitive data exchange between upper and midrange level distributors would be a technological firewall. Private, mobile, temporary cell networks would bypass any top-down commercial cell network monitoring.
Some law enforcement hindrances: Intercepting those communications would depend on monitoring cell communications everywhere, and is presumably doable. But catching encoded discussions would be a small success. Voice analysis would be the only way to identify some of the people if the discussions were encoded (I would encode them). Of course we mostly know everyone at the top already, so it follows... (trails off-- not interested in writing a howto).
So how much and where are all the drugs? Don't think the upper level cartels don't have intelligence too. Sometimes they give up juicy busts to draw heat off of what's really going on. There were some Las Zetas members busted in Houston not long ago. Do we really know how much of a dent that made? We can estimate, but knowing is much harder.
Of course we have a lot of eyes at the supply end in a lot of places on the planet. Then, how far does our control and knowledge go in hostile territory? It is impossible for us to know everything going on with the drug trade, even with all our technology. We still have assets who can and do get killed. It's far harder to track or control than any strategist would like.
Still working idea... (and taking the money out through rational legalization is definitely out?) ...after all these years.
[None of this is original - just food for thought.]
"""
DARPA:
We has cr8z weapons! Focus only on zee weapons... Focus only on zee weapons... Zair are no defenses heere... Zair are no defenses heere...
– Military technology limited only by advance directives. Cry havoc and set loose the dogs of geek defensive intelligence!
"""
Pray to the almighty dollar, for soon the dollar cometh and grace the pockets of those who have been faithful. This concludes your materialism sermon. That'll be $4,500, cash only.
"""
Stealth plane: The bottom is blue. Big savings on stealth. Also, play really loud heavy metal to jam enemy radar. [Cut to scene of enemy radar operations officer: Observing incoming plane, heavy metal comes through radar screen, glass bursts, sending glass into his face and eyes. He runs falling and screaming from the building as Chaos AD plays and the building explodes.]
"""
After much, much data collecting, the facts show even the most vanilla orgasm in the world can still cause sexual religious guilt.
"""
.
.
.
.
.
.
"""
Improving the Modern Drug Business:
Problem -- How would you conduct the business given the permeation of intelligence gathering capability in phone and net communication?
Two methods of doing business stand out as parts of the overall idea, and hinder many current tactics employed to combat the trade. The first method would be to go primitive and cease use of all modern communication methods, at the crucial stages of physical movement and surrounding heavy figures. The second would be to employ highly skilled networking and programming experts to conduct business in super-hardened Linux with proxying, tunneling and religiously paranoid encryption using foreign nations to house the servers and routers involved with data transmission. Mobile private, pirate cell networks figure heavily in the midrange physical distribution (primitive is too slow from there). There's a lot of money involved and no shortage of computer and technical talent all over the world.
As above, the best idea uses both, a fusion of highly technical and primitive. At the top it would be highly technical. Placing primitive data exchange between upper and midrange level distributors would be a technological firewall. Private, mobile, temporary cell networks would bypass any top-down commercial cell network monitoring.
Some law enforcement hindrances: Intercepting those communications would depend on monitoring cell communications everywhere, and is presumably doable. But catching encoded discussions would be a small success. Voice analysis would be the only way to identify some of the people if the discussions were encoded (I would encode them). Of course we mostly know everyone at the top already, so it follows... (trails off-- not interested in writing a howto).
So how much and where are all the drugs? Don't think the upper level cartels don't have intelligence too. Sometimes they give up juicy busts to draw heat off of what's really going on. There were some Las Zetas members busted in Houston not long ago. Do we really know how much of a dent that made? We can estimate, but knowing is much harder.
Of course we have a lot of eyes at the supply end in a lot of places on the planet. Then, how far does our control and knowledge go in hostile territory? It is impossible for us to know everything going on with the drug trade, even with all our technology. We still have assets who can and do get killed. It's far harder to track or control than any strategist would like.
Still working idea... (and taking the money out through rational legalization is definitely out?) ...after all these years.
[None of this is original - just food for thought.]
Return to Format
If you want politics, it's down on the far right. It's under the FLCL wall, where the header reads "What is she looking at?"
Tried to upload Mashter Peaches. Archive doesn't like my Nix. I've had problems before. Will do everything in my power to upload through my system. If that fails, then (sigh) I'll have to use a Winblows installation.
Tried to upload Mashter Peaches. Archive doesn't like my Nix. I've had problems before. Will do everything in my power to upload through my system. If that fails, then (sigh) I'll have to use a Winblows installation.
Dreams
"Sleep, those little slivers of death."
Another epic dream that took place at the edge of consciousness made those last three hours miserable. It deserves 40,000 words. Some places give home to kind spirits who have only benevolence in them. Some places provide home to kind spirits that are not averse to causing mischief. And in some places dwell bad spirits. Something evil in a dark place shouted at my fleeing, sleeping ghost. Pain reverberated through the core of my being, waking me up into Friday, December 4. Of course that was probably just my mind screaming at me to ignore the dream and LET IT SLEEP.
Another epic dream that took place at the edge of consciousness made those last three hours miserable. It deserves 40,000 words. Some places give home to kind spirits who have only benevolence in them. Some places provide home to kind spirits that are not averse to causing mischief. And in some places dwell bad spirits. Something evil in a dark place shouted at my fleeing, sleeping ghost. Pain reverberated through the core of my being, waking me up into Friday, December 4. Of course that was probably just my mind screaming at me to ignore the dream and LET IT SLEEP.
Murderface Press Conference
"You don't think we gave him too many pills, do you?"
"Yeah, I think we did."
Murderface still turned in a better presser performance than many carefully crafted disasters put on by career politicians. His twitching eye and incoherent responses were reminiscent of many real life press conferences, except funny instead of depressing. I'm putting together a Draft Dethklok drive for the 2012 GOP dream ticket. Idiotic wealth and violence... hmm.
[Note: Posting of image was not sanctioned by the Cartoon Megalopoly or any Cartoon Net-Totality affiliate.]
So Much Win
Kanji:
雌秀
[such a geek... but sweetness still tastes sweet]
AS Badassitude:
Bleach movies two Saturdays in a row. Memories of Nobody was the best Bleach since the climax of the first plot. The shortage of my favorite music sequence was totally eclipsed by a fantastic plot and Senna's character. Gina Bowes was great, even if Michelle Ruff has no equal (Her Majesty). [Even so, Ms. Ruff super-hotness and all, the English versions pale in comparison to the Japanese, always, in all things anime. And Fumiko Orikasa owns. She just owns.]
I did not care for Flomp. I also wondered what the hell was going on. Who are those characters anyway?
Now if I could just get MOAR uncensored Hellsing [cease and desist letters have been sent to anime sites regarding fansubs]. Wince -- somebody had to tell me the secret of Alucard's name. LOL -- seriously, I never noticed.
雌秀
[such a geek... but sweetness still tastes sweet]
AS Badassitude:
Bleach movies two Saturdays in a row. Memories of Nobody was the best Bleach since the climax of the first plot. The shortage of my favorite music sequence was totally eclipsed by a fantastic plot and Senna's character. Gina Bowes was great, even if Michelle Ruff has no equal (Her Majesty). [Even so, Ms. Ruff super-hotness and all, the English versions pale in comparison to the Japanese, always, in all things anime. And Fumiko Orikasa owns. She just owns.]
I did not care for Flomp. I also wondered what the hell was going on. Who are those characters anyway?
Now if I could just get MOAR uncensored Hellsing [cease and desist letters have been sent to anime sites regarding fansubs]. Wince -- somebody had to tell me the secret of Alucard's name. LOL -- seriously, I never noticed.
S'Bigots' Revile
Sound:
I'm going to upload all song code and all beat libraries as soon as I have a connection at my "palace." Everything should be easily modifiable at that point. If somebody doesn't like something, feel free to change it.
The next album is almost finished. It's called Master Peaches. Those songs are also beat based. It will be uploaded the very next time I jack into a real connection.
Further down the road is a compilation I am calling Drowning in Stupidity. It will feature a 100 verse song about United States Senators entitled something I have decided to keep secret for now. I have 16 verses of it done. Also included are the classics "Mengele Smiles on the APA," "Doctor Drug Dealer," "F***ing Useless" and "Make It Stop." Moving on...
"""
I miss politics.
"""
Communism:
My comments about modern communism had nothing to do with the system of governance in communist nations. I find labels of economic systems inadequate because people mostly want the same thing. Most people want some measure of material comfort and economic equality. The governments are not a joke, and if I had been able to sooner clarify my statement later, after the oversimplification slapped me in the face, I would have done so.
There was absolutely no intent on my part to slander the people, government or leaders of China, or any other communist state.
"""
In the spirit of Ambrose Bierce, again:
Hospital administration- the field that deals with maximizing profit from suffering patients and calling it better service.
My biggest fan's name is Lasko. Actually, he's my only fan. He only comes on when I hit him though, and works best when high. I mean on high. I think it's a he. Shes don't normally come equipped with five blades, and I've never met one called Lasko.
I had a dilemma the other day. I decided to take the bull by the horns, but then I couldn't get out from between them I decided to tell the bull, who was driving me ever backwards, a vague and tasteless joke. While the bull was puzzling it out I slipped away. The bull figured out the joke was about him and slammed forward in rage, thinking I was still there. It knocked itself out cold on a fence post. That'll teach it to steer me wrongly.
I was drinking coffee last week. It occurred to me that if I had been the person who made coffee for Karl Marx there wouldn't have been much talk of revolution. He and everyone else who drank it would have gotten intensely knotted shoulder and neck muscles punctuated by giggle fits and shaking.
Self deprecation has already been written [ so fonnee ] - world's least funny person comments
"""
"""
My whole grown up---ish life I've hurt myself when I lost my temper. I would usually punch things. "I. never. want. to. write. again." It wouldn't stop me if I lost the use of my hands though. I would use my tongue. I could get flavored keyboards. "Tyhmisd keeeeerybosrd gtashhhhtes gggudrd." Slobber, lick.
"""
Tropical Hatter - melted processed American cheese on a cheap toasted, buttered white bread sandwich with peanut butter, banana slices and strawberry jam. Go heavy on the peanut butter and cheese, and especially the jelly. Frost with large amounts of powdered sugar if available.
[Part of the sugar-fat bomb heart stopper diet.]
"""
Friday the 13th - A day during which I assume Final Destination is a real phenomena. I hole up in a room and attempt to not move very much. The electricity and glass windows still create grave concerns.
"""
"""
If anybody knows where to find the sex part of Being and Nothingness please make a note of it. I have been trying to find it for quite some time. Any assistance would be appreciated.
"""
Shades of Two-Fisted Tales:
"Then Murdoch drove the dagger and his arm deep into the man's belly and pulled out his appendix, dripping with blood and intestinal goo, which lay unmoving and extra in his hand in the red moonlight, as appendices all do. No pulsing or throbbing accompanied the grisly event, and the only witnesses were the sorrowful stars and occasional flying night predators."
"""
The other day while dragging my butt across the floor it occurred to me that dogs might do it because it's lazier than walking. Then I remembered they don't have tp. The thought made me uncomfortable, so I made an effort to pick mine up a little as I moved. It made me feel superior to the dogs to do so.
"""
Prosecutor - one who believes they are a judge without the accompanying responsibilities and legal moderations of actually being in that position.
"""
Infinity- sometimes represented by the lazy eight instead of writing out the word, can also be summed up as the process of rolling double zeros on a pair of 20 sided dice. [That's considered a divinely critical but unquantifiable hit, or a strikeout (based on pov), just as this definition will be. The event, however, exists beyond the ability to be repeated three times, or ever.]
"""
Make peaces, not pieces. Make evil love with flowers watered by the tears of pain filled hearts and time weary souls. Forsake only the soft spoken moderation of uncaring ideology, no matter the path that you choose. If one doesn't care enough to care deeply, why bother living at all?
"""
Thinks, rubs eyes
Considers rubs, sighs
Still wants love -- triesand never stops trying
Outdated Military Tactics 101: Run directly into the cannon and gunfire. Repeat until troop force is exhausted.
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