Wednesday, October 31, 2007

No Sex in the Airplane-Room

Now this is a curious news-feed. Essentially, Singapore Airlines is asking passengers not to have sex in the private cabins of their new Airbus A380, the monster jet. They say that the private cabins-suites are not sound-proof nor completely sealed...

A couple questions come to mind:

  1. Why would you not make a private cabin sound-proof? Sex aside, if I paid for a private cabin, I wouldn't want to hear anyone else, period. Regardless of whether they were talking, crying, or having sex.
  2. Will Singaporean air marshalls be on-board to cane offenders? I hope so. That could bring a whole new meaning to in-flight entertainment.

Friday, October 12, 2007

Fun hobby of the day: Twitter-tracking dirty words

I've never used this Twitter thing, and, personally, I never-ever thought I would. But then I found a great idea! And it has since proven to be the most incredible entertaining way to waste time since the AOL away message.

Because ingenious ideas like this can't go unshared, here's what you do:

Step 1: Sign up for Twitter and link it to one of your instant messaging accounts.
Step 2: Read this.
Step 3: Set Twitter to track a dozen of the dirtiest, nastiest words you can think of.
Step 4: Soak in the glorious river of humanity.
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From my first 2 minutes:
"(frak): f***ing, c***ing, wanking IE f***ing 6!
(stinkerbell): i told robert I loved him....oh s***!
(mstickel): flowing some copy before the s*** storm makes it's way to me. (btw, the s*** storm is not a bad thing, just an urgent thing).
(msmerymac): There's never any f***ing coffee left by the time I get around to getting some!
(squaregg): addicted to a non-emo-s*** song.
(roadhacker): @akelatal LMFAO - that is classic... holy s***, i'm crying.
(burns1de): Just a reminder: biking in rain f***ing sucks a**, especially when you have a day of work ahead of you and even your undies are drenched.
(justkatehere): Just told a boy who sorely deserved it to go f*** himself. I feel like a rockstar. JAZZ HANDS!!!!
(mamakri): I realized that pregnancy is actually TEN months and the people who came up with pregnancy math are f***ing IDIOTS!! 10 months, people. 10!!
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Soon, hopefully, I'll get hired for a new gig, have to work for a living, and will no longer succumb to such a pathetic waste of time. Until then, twitON!