What you read above is NOT a typo.

The Principality of Sealand is located on HM Fort Roughs, a former Maunsell Sea Fort located in the North Sea 10 km (six miles) off the coast of Suffolk, England, United Kingdom in what is claimed as territorial waters using a twelve-nautical-mile radius. It claims that it is a sovereign and independent state, yet external observers have referred to it as a micronation, though Sealand does not identify itself as such. Since 1967, the installation has been occupied by associates and family of Paddy Roy Bates, a former radio broadcaster and former British Army Major.

Critics, as well as court rulings in the United States and in Germany, have claimed that Roughs Tower has always remained in the jurisdiction of the United Kingdom. The population of the facility in 2002 was 27, and its habitable area is 550 m² (5920 sq ft). Sealand’s claims to sovereignty and legitimacy are not recognised by any country, yet it has been cited as an interesting case study of how various principles of international law can be applied to a territorial dispute.

The flag of Sealand

What the heck? A barge for a country? Well, maybe I should claim the empty lot in front of the house as a country. Alimania. Bwahahaha.

Source: The Principality of Sealand

On chairs:

It seems like whenever these office people call you in for a meeting, the whole thing is about the sitting down.

“I would really like to sit down with you.”

“I think we need to sit down and talk.”

“Why don’t you come in, and we’ll sit down.”

Well, sometimes the sitting down doesn’t work. People get mad at the sitting.

“You know, we’ve been sitting here for I don’t know how long.”

“How much longer are we just going to sit here?”

I’ll tell you what I think we should do. I think we should all sleep on it. Maybe we’re not getting down low enough. Maybe if we all lie down, then our brains will work.

On divorce:

The whole concept of being separated to me is strange, it’s like you’re engaged to be divorced.

“We’re gonna try making not being together work. First we were separated, then we met, then we were together, now we are gonna try being separated again. We actually think some kind of giant rubber band might be the best solution.”

 ’Course when you were a kid in school you would get separated for having too good of a time:

“If you two kids don’t stop laughing and having fun i’m gonna have to separate you.”

And then the kid finds out his parents are breaking up and he thinks it’s because they got caught fooling around, which is probably true.

On waking up:

One thing I love is when you’re in the middle of a dream, and the alarm goes off. You incorporate the sound of the alarm into the dream, so you can keep sleeping. And you’ll make any adjustment in the dream to do it. I was with Marie Antoinette in a dream last night, and she was on the guillotine, the blade came down, her head fell into the basket, it rolled over and and overwhelming ringing sound came out of her mouth. And, then I thought, “That is not my alarm going off. This is actually happening.”

I need a hobby.

I’ve retired from the whole rockstar thing. I’m content with the whole dork lifestyle: gaming, comicsand pizza. Yum. While I was in the train this morning, I got a text message from a friend of mine since college. I was surprised because he RARELY texts me.

“Hey dude, you still rock out? I’m forming a band. You want in?”

“Umm I’m kinda retired now. What’s the sound?”

“Well, we just want to try our luck at covering some of the new Coheed & Cambria stuff just for fun. So, you in?”

“We’ll see how it pans out. Sounds AMAZING though. Let’s rock out.”

Looks like I’m back in the game. Problem is, I don’t kow how I’m gonna squeeze rocking out into work, gaming, and well… sleeping.

As Gustaf Graves said “You can sleep when you’re dead.”

Apeer.

I am always amazed at how Americans can have THAT many grammatical stumbles in English. I mean, thats their first language! unbelievable and pretty amusing. hehe

“Im hungry to”

“This is Theres.”

hehe.

However, that’s not what the blog’s about.

The sheer amout of stuff that Americans don’t know is STAGGERING; ranging from common knowledge to stuff about their government to pretty much anything else.

It’s just….

SAD

I’m not bashing Americans. Not really. I guess the reason why I find the following clips funny is how ironic stuff can be: Americans pride themselves for being a SUPERPOWER of SUPERPOWERS (if there is such a thing) even if the stocked knowledge of the average of their populace is questionable.

Anyway. If they did this stuff here in the Philippines, there would be an equal showing of misinformed people but hey what you rather enjoy watching: a country that sits atop the “food chain” whose people are being made fun of or a country who just floats by with corruption issues and is ruled by an impotent government? I’d go with the first.

Also, I FIRMLY believe that Jay Leno’s “Jay Walking” is not scripted. Check it out:

 It’s just sad how Bob Dole’s stern belief in his people got shot down. oh well.

Here’s another:

GG

I made a new blog, The Rock Out. Do not be alarmed, Typecats will continue to poison you with useless crap.

“The Rock Out cometh”

I’ve been rummaging through my old notebooks the other night and I stumbled upon a little piece of paper that sent a wave of nostalgia…

and I almost drowned.

Anyway, the year was 2005 and I wrote this during the summer for a certain someone. It’s as if I was watching a highlight reel of 2005 as I was reading this. Words DO have power indeed.

Our breaths invisibly embracing in the air
The volt of your eyes illuminates the darkness hidden
inside the gloomy corner
of what lies between my chest
Nebulas forming in our mouths
The smoke coming out matches the galactic magic
of nebulas appearing in what we call “space”
Lights in a borealis,
your own constellation
flecked (i cant figure out the word because the paper is dead and flakey) by dots of ash
flown on the jetblack of your pants
Lead ink, paper and eternity
Gray strokes and fire lines
construct images of our masterpiece
your grave unfolds into a
flawless sculpture made of kisses
we extract beauty out of obscurity
and we both put our imagination on paper
smeared on the porcelain of my skin
is your thumbmark etched in lead
I will never erase this
In our canvas is a dancing soul, marveling
taking its form out of the nothingness we both have
an epiphany of dancing souls drawn on paper
Celestial reveries of a forlorn spirit
stars are meant to be wished upon
and I wish to know what am I to you
Am I another cosmic fantasy?
A stellar dream?
Or am I a star too?
Unlike them,
I don’t want to wonder
I want to know
Unlike them,
I’m not scared
I’m scarred.

In just a span of couple of months, the world does a 180 on me and I respond with this:

forget that I lived
that I ever existed
forget that I loved you
and love you yet
forget the bright moments
that we together feasted
forget one and all
even the place we have met
forget the lips
that were made for you only
forget the tears
that for you I have shed
forget the words
that were spoken so fondly
and think of them only
as words that are dead
and I shall remember my love in the darkness
that fell to nothingness
into the abyss below
oh yes, I know my love is a madness
and I shall cry for it when the lights are low

surreal….

but nice.

I saw this video like 1 year and a half ago in a certain website I wouldn’t name. I found it again and decided to put it here. Check this out.

BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!

I still laugh my butt off everytime I see this. The best part of this video is NOT the take off or the landing but the part where the camera zooms in on the guy’s face and you can really see the apprehension and fear he is feeling. I bet that he’s telling himself “What the hell did I do to get into this?” or maybe something like “Okay, I’m out!!!” but heck, he can’t get out of the rut he put himself in!

BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!

Good thing this didn’t happen to him:

OWNED

It’s Chatwin vs. Marsters in Dragon Ball Z

20th Century Fox has set Justin Chatwin (The Invisible, War of the Worlds) to play Goku and James Marsters (”Smallville,” “Angel,” “Buffy the Vampire Slayer”) as the villain Piccolo in Dragon Ball Z.
In the big screen adaptation, Goku is a powerful warrior who protects the Earth from an endless stream of rogues bent on dominating the universe and controlling the mystical objects from which the film takes its name.
Actor/writer/director Stephen Chow (Kung Fu Hustle) is producing. Final Destination helmer James Wong will direct from a script he wrote. Ben Ramsey wrote an earlier draft.
The story is based on Akira Toriyama’s popular manga that has spawned graphic novels, a long-running TV series and more than 25 video games. The Jump Comics division of Tokyo-based Shueisha published the “Dragon Ball” manga.
With shooting scheduled to begin later this month, Fox will bow the sci-fi/adventure worldwide Aug. 15. Chatwin has already begun training with 87Eleven, the stunt performance company behind the action sequences in The Matrix, The Bourne Supremacy,Mr. & Mrs. Smith and 300.

Oh god no… what are they thinking!?

Source: Superhero Hype

Ever had the feeling of being spread too thinly and you wish you could be everywhere at once? I think everyone would agree with me that as gamers, we wish that we could be playing all the GOOD games at once because being hooked on one game ultimately means that you can’t spend sufficient time playing the others. You can’t help yourself because you’re having too much fun… and who could blame you? 

November is proving to be a very, very, very, very trying month for me and I’m not even at the halfway point of it. As you may or may not know, I’m already a proud owner of a Wii, a behemoth of a PC rig and of course, a PS2 (which has stood by me for 5 years. God bless his stout heart). You may not understand the plight I’m in so let me illustrate it for all you good people of cyberspace: For the PC, I’m playing Timeshift. For the Wii, I’m juggling Legend of Zelda: The Twilight Princess, Battalion Wars 2, Super Mario Galaxy, heck, squeezing in a couple of minutes for Wii Sports is an arduous task as it is. For the PS2, I’m rocking out with Guitar Hero 3, Smackdown vs Raw 2008 and taking the Bulls to the coveted championship in NBA 2k8 (GO BULLS!). Come on, HOW THE HECK DO I FIND TIME FOR ALL OF THESE AWESOMELY AWESOME GAMES?!

Deciding to buy more than one gaming system is like deliberating whether to have an affair with another woman. In the end, the shit will hit the fan and it’s all going to blow up in your face and you’ll end up with unfinished games and a feeling of missing out. Worst of all, I haven’t logged on to Guild Wars for almost a week now.

Think of it this way, I’m married to my PS2 and I’m having an affair with the Wii and as a result, my kids (Guild Wars) is being left out. A kid’s gotta have a daddy!

*cries*