To anyone who plays Final Fantasy XI, and specifically those who level monk, I came across a topic on GameFAQs asking posters to come up with the most annoying Boost macro possible. The one below (courtesy of “G Prime 4 Ever”) won hands down. A monstrous 5-hotkey sequence utilizing engrish, ascii art, annoying calls, misspelled words, poor grammar, shouts, emotes, and copious amounts of cheese, this macro is an impressive template for all aspiring monks. Without further ado:
alt+1
/p I call forth, the divine powers of Alanta
/wait 1
/em begins to lift the rock from the ground with his power.
/wait 1
/p YESSSSSSSSSSS I FEEL THE BOOOST OF POWAR!
/wait 1
alt+2
/shout CAN YOU FEEL IT VANADEIL? THIS IS TRUE POWER!
/wait 1
/p GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH
/wait 1
/p Current power stats:
/wait 1
alt+3
/em power bar [|||||| ] 30%
/wait 1
/em power bar [||||||||||||||||| ] 65%
/wait 1
/em power bar [||||||||||||||||||||||| ] 100%
/wait 1
alt+4
/p NOW GATHER AROUND MY BROTHERANS
/wait1
/p HERE I GO
/wait
/p BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSTUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU
/wait 1
/ja “Boost”
Alt+5
/p MY NEXT ATTACK WILL NOW DO MORE DMG
/wait 1
/em power begins to fade
/wait 1
/em power bar [|||||||||||||||||| ] 75%
/wait 1
/em power bar [|||||||||]40%
/wait 1
/em power bar []0%
alt+6
/p I tried my best, tell me..
/wait 1
/p will i dream
/wait 10
/p BOOST MACRO READY
/wait 1
/echo BOOST MACRO READY
So now cows and cornfields are going to start stealing tech jobs?! Yeah it sounds like a good idea, but consider this: before you could bitch and complain about it, and wear a shirt saying “My job went to India, but all I got was this stupid T-shirt” and then feel content that there was nothing else to be done. But now you’d have to move to the middle of nowhere to keep your tech job!
In all seriousness, this sounds like a good idea, especially in the long run. Beware rising beef costs.
I was on my way home for lunch today when I came upon a car stopped in the middle of the road. There wasn’t a way to go around it, so I had to just sit there stopped behind it, and I couldn’t figure out why the car wasn’t moving. Then, just as I was about to hit my horn, a man with a bushy mustache and a cane hobbles over to the car, opens the trunk, and proceeds to get in and close the trunk behind him. The car then immediately drove off. WTF?!?!?!?!?!?!!!!!!?!
While I was at the laundromat the other day, I had the idea to buy some needles from the next door crafts store. The thought was that maybe a pin would be thin enough to fit into the watch band pinholes, and long enough to poke the pins out. I got these really long needles and it only cost me $1.25 for four. I took it home and tried to push the pins out, but the thin needle wasn’t up to the task, and the sharp tip kept getting wedged. After a while I gave up, but lo and behold, Phil had written an entire tutorial on how the process worked! I got out the free tool kit I got from the bank when I opened an account (it looks so cheapass, but it’s actually really good), and grabbed a hammer and a set of pliers. The pliers even had a wire stripper, so I chopped the point off the needle. I also shortened the needle to make it easier to maneuver, and with just a few taps of the hammer, the pin was out! The whole process took only a few minutes, and now my watch band fits perfectly. I must say that it felt kinda weird hammering a new watch, but no damage was done. Thanks Phil!
In other successful news, I gave Sydney his first bath. Late last night, he decided it would be a good idea to jump into the toilet. Great… I pulled him out and dried him off, and then wiped him down with those kitty bath wipe sheets. Unfortunately, before I could dry him, he decided it would be a good idea to dart into the litter box. He didn’t even have to use it; he just wanted to get clumping litter matted in his fur to spite me. So I let him have it… under the faucet that is. He wasn’t too happy about being held under the faucet, although I made sure the water was warm. I think it was more the newness of the experience that scared him, since he got calmer after a while. However, he really enjoyed being toweled off. He was purring really loudly as I dried him off; the towel probably simulated what cat bathing/grooming is like. Since it was late at night, I decided that this was just taking way too long, so finally I capitulated and grabbed Bunky’s hairdryer. Thankfully, it wasn’t long before he was a puffy, dry kitty with bad hair, and I was asleep.
Old Blogger | Kabitzin 11/15/2004 | 
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