k0nduit

Likes:
Old tunnels, underground facilties, junk yards, freight yards, storms, strange people, wolves, fantasy, sci-fi, girls (as in NOT boys), flying airplanes (me flying them and flying in them), computers/electronics, electricity (like the big evil-scientist lab setup), metal and chrome, large machinery, heavy industry, old steel bridges, trains, tanks, cannons, computer and hand-drawn animation, landscape design, architecture, music, big cities, futuristic concepts, food, driving fast, acceleration, rockets, rally racing, poetic justice, creative people, the pursuit of the cause of decision making, challenging realities, the kind of love that would make you take on the entire world, those moments when you feel your imagination can make anything happen, watching over everyone, braided steel hose, turbines, robots, ordered chaos (you figure it out)...
Dislikes:
Most sports, stupid drunk people, guys with something to prove (you know, the ones with their arms all puffed out at their sides as they walk through the club bumping into everyone...makes me want to carry a tazer - all those muscles would just seize up, then you'd just dance on them a while,) people who screw each other over, things done half-ass (like my many side projects), cars cruising by booming with music vibrating the panels (oh so cool, you have a stereo. How about a nice set of headphones with a seat vibrator, then it'll go as loud as you want and the rest of us can be spared), mainstream advertising and media, people that don't pay attention to their surroundings, people who know they don't have a clue but try to fake it instead of just admitting it and asking questions, jealousy (I HATE IT GRRRRRR BECAUSE I CAN GET SOOOOOO JEALOUS), animal abuse, any who prey on children and no I don't have to fucking define what a child is do I? Any who would seek to exploit another to fill their own void... you are warned...
I also don't get how all of the really awesome clothes are made for girls. Sure they look prettier but come on. Things are getting a little better but I really think I'm going to have to start designing my own stuff. Sometimes it just seems like girls would get like 100 pages of things to choose from and if I was looking for some pants I would get the classic TWO choices: bondage pants or PVC pants ("fruit smugglers" I call them which by the way, I dislike as well. I mean okay you're a guy and so you have the required organs but that doesn't really mean I want to see them in a detailed PVC or spandex clump. And yes I'm going to look because it's just there. Wear what you want but I'm not wearing that.)
Fleas - I really need to have a long sit-down discussion with who or whatever caused fleas to exist. All they do is cause misery and serve no other purpose whatsoever (like some people I've met.) I mean, at least there are things that eat mosquitos (I don't like mosquitos) but the only thing that ends up eating a flea is the animal it's on because it's itching to death and then they get worms and I guess you'd have to eat like a hundred million of them to make a meal.
Allergies - I guess I'll need to have another sit-down about this one too. Come on, we (the human race) have been here HOW long? And we STILL have allergic reactions to plants and animals that are native to the world? The only conclusions I can come to are that either we aren't native to the Earth, or those things aren't or somehow we're just not connected the way we should be. Yeah I guess it's not really a "conclusion" if there are three options.
Not knowing- I wish I would be told all sides of a story before being made to judge it. That's part of the reason I don't watch TV any more and don't really listen to the radio much. But how would I really know if I had been told all sides to a story? And if they were true? This all reminds me of a quote from the Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, "We demand there be rigidly defined areas of doubt and uncertainty."
I don't like seeing people hurt or upset. I don't like witnessing any kind of suffering. Especially when there's nothing I can really do about it. As I get more and more exposed to it, I lose all caring about it. Now I can generally see the habits that cause suffering.
What's with everyone and their little sister having a DJ name? Are there really that many talented spinners out there? NO. But just for the pure "pay attention to me, I'm pretending to be more important than others" sense of it, I'm DJ ToiletBrush ok?
How far can you go? How far will you reach? How hard will you fall? Suffocate on your pitiful self-image. BECOME OR PERISH! It's the only way.
The first ten million years were the worst. And the second ten million? They were the worst too. I couldn't stand the third ten million at all. Then I went into a bit of a decline. (Marvin the Paranoid Android from the Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy)
I'm trying really hard to not consider the creation of a webpage about myself by myself as being vain. I don't really think anyone else that is doing the same is vain so why should I think that about myself? Well, maybe I DO like a little attention. Is that vain?
The whole concept that hanging out on a rock that's flying around a ball of exploding gas can make you get older is totally absurd. There's a million ways to get sold BS. Some of the real good ones will come from yourself though. "You must unlearn what you have learned."
I'm here to interact with and meet those I wouldn't get to meet otherwise. That said, I'm not going to get into much else here, so maybe you'll catch me out in the world somewhere... I derive some enjoyment from seeing others have a good time.