I woke up saturday morning with a pain around my stomach, and rather nauseous. After puking for a number of rounds and passing out each round of puking (Thanks for the help Sarah), Sarah suggested we stop by the emergency room to see why I would be passing out, so we did.

Well, I finally got out of the hospital today. I ended up having my appendix removed since it was causing problems and seemed to be why I was puking on saturday. To verify that I was doing well enough to go home from the hospital I had to do two things:
1) Fart
2) Take a dump

Now, if this could be the exit criteria for other things in life, then life would be very good. The other part of this is that I get to feel proud of myself for every fart this week!

So qwerty was designed to avoid having two keys beside each other typed in a row. This was to avoid jamming keyboards. Dvorak decided this wasn't a useful design goal, so made his own keyboard. Anyway, this criteria to avoid jamming also makes qwerty better for small keyboards, since the jamming is now done between my fingers instead of the keys on a typewriter.

The OpenCores website is down :(

It has been a while since I changed the template I used for blogger. Mostly since I had a couple minor things on my page, I didn't want to remove. However, I changed to using the "Layout" instead of a template, and I must say, I am rather impressed. It is now every easy to change the layout of my blog. So that I am not too positive about Google (it is a fun place to work :), the "Google Profile" available through reader sucks. If my friend adds something with a feed to her profile, it doesn't get automatically added to my subscriptions.

I don't think any of these are mine, but this needs to be published to the general public (at least until it rests on AlumNit).

Poo Alliterations
- The Earl of Excrement
- The Duke of Dung
- The Prince of Poop
- The Sultan of Shit
- The Father of Feces
- The Matriarch of Merde
- The Steward of Stink
- The Dignitary of Dangleberries
- The Grand Poohbah of Grand Poo
- The Tyrant of Turd
- The Shogun of Scheisse
- The Baron of Bowels
- The Cardinal of Crap
- The Director of Dump
- The Surveyor of Stool
- The Lord of the Log
- The Crown Prince of Cow Patties
- The Royal Archbishop of Road Apples
- The Duchess of Droppings
- The Princess of Poodie
- The Legionnaire of Loaf
- The Supervisor of Stinkers
- The Pharaoh of Floaters
- The Magnate of Manure
- The Tycoon of TCPDumps
- The Czar of Czesspools
- The Mogul of Bowel Movements
- The Ruler of the Runs
- The Dean of Diarrhea
- The Royal Ringleader of Rump Raisins
- The Denizen of Doo-doo
- The Emperor of Evacuations
- The Headmaster of Horrible Odors
- The Titan of the Trots
- The King of Klingons
- The Big Boss of Bum Beans
- The Taskmaster of Turtleheads
- The Supervising Sovereign of Sewer Serpents
- The Colonel of Colon Cobras
- The Nobleman of Number Two
- The Top Dog of Toilet Twinkies
- The Kingpin of Keester Cakes
- The Shepherd of Sea Pickles
- The Head Navigator of Heinie Nuggets
- Rectal Representative
- The Commander of Cow Pie
- The First Mate of Fecal Matter
- The Creator of Cloth Touchers
- The Protector of Porcelan
- The Theologian of the Throne
- The God of Grunts
- The Small Insignificant Yodeling President of Shit in your Pants
- The Diaper Destroyer
- The Loader of Loincloths
- The Pontiff of Plum Pudding
- The Daiymo of Dysentery
- The Master of Montezuma's revenge
- The Squire of Squirts
- The [Weaver] of [WvLog]s
- The Primary Contact of Pudding Cookies
- The Best Producer of Brown Puddles
- The Senior Partner of Steaming Piles
- The Fine Baker of Fudge Brownies
- The Sheriff of Stench
- The Don of the Deuce
- The Torrid Putrid Tainted Pervert of Two-Ply Toilet Paper
- The Sacred Monarch of Skid Marks
- The Main Scientist of Microfeceological Studies
- The G.I. Joe of Gastro Intestinal Journeys
- The Premier of Polyps
- The Brigadier General of Bedpan Gold
- The Plunger Pilot
- The Specialist of Splashers
- The Foreman of Fake Farts
- The Ambassador's Under-Secretary of Astounding Unearthly Scents
- The Old Man and the Sea of Odiferous Monsters in the Sink
- The Bafflingly Blunt and Blasphemous Bearer of Big Bad Beastly Booty Burdens
- The Crisp Pungence of Chain Pooping
- The Goddess of Groundhogging
- The Burly Bobby's Brief Battle with Brim Blasting Bowel Bombs
- The Nasty Neighbour's Noisy and Nefarious Neglect of Normal Nasal Niceties
- The Judge Jury and Executor of Jolly Jumper Excrement
- The Forwarder of the Forwarded
- The Wizard of the Water-closet
- The Grunting Lobber of Great Logs
- The Annoyingly Arrogant Architect of Awful and Abhorrent yet Amazingly Aerodynamic Anal Atrocities
- The Dark, Dangerous and Delusional Dealer of Death-Defying Doses of Disturbingly Decadent Dung
- The Shakespeare of Sinfully Smelly and Supremely Scary Scripture with Soggy Stains and Screaming Splashes
- The Wise but Weakened Warlord Whose Willful Wrath Was Wholly Wrought With Wicked and Wretched Winds from Within
- The Languid and Lackluster Legend of the Little Log from the Loo and its Lavish Life of Luxury in a Lasagna
- The Kahuna of Kaka
- The Emergency Evacuator of Enraged Entrails
- The Squire of Sultry Stinknuggets
- The Deadening Discomfort of a Dearth of Dumps
- The Far From Favourable Fragrance of Four Fragments of Fantastically Fresh Feces
- The Principal of Prodigiously Putrid Pellets
- The Markedly Morose Maintenance of Maniacally Mounded Midden Movements and Mostly Meaty Meals Mysteriously Made Mushy
- The Crass and Cranky Coroner Connecting Clues Concerning a Cornucopia of Casualties Caused by a Crude Cluster of Completely Contemptible Colon Concoctions
- The Thinking Thoughts of a Thinker
- The Horrible, Hubristic Heathen Hoarding Hoary Humps of Hideousness Hailing from His Huge Hairy Heinie in His Harmfully Heady Hovel
- Inane Writings on Irritated Wreathing of the Incubator of Wrath
- That Special Numbness from Sniffing Noodled Stink Nougat
- The Moral Sanctity of the Mystery Shit
- The Ornery Opressor's Opulent Outpost Overseeing the Ordinary Occupants' Outrageous and Ongoing Observance Of an Occasional but Offensive Orgy Of Offal
- The Rector of Relief
- The Rectal Regurgitator
- The Shit Squat
- The Smelly Surprise
- The World Wide Wisdom
- The Slayer Supreme of System Shock

So I seem to watch a lot of movies now. First is the Abigail Breslin trio. First, No Reservations & the Ultimate Gift. I watch these on airplanes between Brazil and Canada. In both Abigail plays some disadvantaged girl who hooks up her mother figure with a random guy who shows up in the mother figures life. The Ultimate Gift is more about teaching us good values in life than the mother figure getting laid. So given this caveat, let's compare the box office revenues. No Reservations: $92,572,766; Ultimate Gift: $3,438,735. Oh, I also saw Little Miss Sunshine. It was cute, but I don't think I appreciated as much as the people who recommended it to me.

Next up is The Golden Compass and The Big Hit. The Golden Compass had a horribly done evil mother character and watched like someone playing an RPG where they don't screw up and you don't have to think. So, don't both. As for The Big Hit, it is cheesy, but it is supposed to be. Grab some guys, grab some beers and sit back and enjoy.

So the New York Times had a nice article about all the bars in BH. One of these many bars is even cooler. Sete Cumes has a climbing wall in the bar that is available for use during the week when the bar wouldn't have as many customers anyway.

Anyway, it's time for me to go climbing.

When I was back in Canada last we got a nice rain storm while driving to see Kevin, his wife and little son Tank. Tonight in Belo Horizonte our football game was cancelled because of rain. The rain really was something, the thunder was fantastics, a few of the strikes were big enough to make me drunk.

Oh, other good thing, I have internet in the Hotel now.

I got a little older yesterday. I'm 26 now. It was a fun day. It started out by going to the Federal Police to get my temporary id. The agents who register foreigners are on strike for the last week or so, but there was someone there dealing with the registration. So my name got put in a big book and I've got a piece of paper that will let me back into the country next week.

Now for the actual birthday. A bunch of use went out to a place called Pinguin (yes, Penguin in Portuguese). We had some chopp, some very good garlic bread. Then since it was my birthday we got a cotton candy cake, and a nice little Penguin!

I finally made it into Brazil today. I have to say, the customs here was awesome. The guy looked at my passport, said "Yup, that's a work visa", stamped my passport and let me in without any other comments. Canadian customs is more annoying that that. My guess is that no one has authority in Brazil, so when something is actually accomplished there isn't any second guesses.

The flights over here were pretty good, I got a flight to Miami instead of NYC, then to Rio, then an early flight to Belo which landed 5 hours earlier than the flight I was expecting to take.

For my first night here, I am classing it up with a bottle of beer, a razor and a can of pringles. I think the beard has gotten way too scruffy, so I need to clean it up before I try to party with any Brazillians.

That 3k run in this gorilla suit was too easy, so there was dancing gorillas afterwards.

For those that don't know who Sarah is, here is a picture.

Here are the pictures I promised a while ago.

I found the results at fight conservatives. In a popup, I got "You're so Liberal you didn't even take the test! Do you own a Prius?". Actually, I don't own a car at all :)

I know the proper word for the state I'm in now: Knackered!

I bought myself a beautiful black fixie today. The ride is nice and smooth! Now if only I could find the usb cable for my camera to post pictures.

5 drink minimum. I actually suggest 8. Even if you are cheap drunk.

I had some conversation this weekend about what makes the internet slow. The following snippet from my /etc/hosts file shows how I've managed to keep the internet fast and avoid some rather annoying blinking websites:

127.0.0.1       doubleclick.net
127.0.0.1       ad.doubleclick.net
127.0.0.1       ad.ca.doubleclick.net
127.0.0.1       adremote.timeinc.net
127.0.0.1       adsremote.scripps.net
127.0.0.1       a.as-us.falkag.net
127.0.0.1       interclick.com
127.0.0.1       a1.interclick.com
127.0.0.1       media.fastclick.net
127.0.0.1       network.realmedia.com

I've got bums arguing outside my living room window. Sometimes being in the Haight has its downsides. Why can't they go argue in the park like good bums?

Last weekend (I have a post I'll finish soon about that) was getting up at the crack of dawn, this weekend is getting up at the crack of noon. It's good to get up early :)