There's not much worth to report so instead, here are a few interesting weapons of mass destruction videos:

• Underground nuclear bomb testing
• Bunker busting bomb
• US military might compilation
• Javelin missile testing - short range surface-to-surface anti-tank

I just had my first fencing lesson today. Actually, I was suppose to start this Tuesday but the teacher kicked me out because nobody told me I couldn't wear shorts.

First, the instructor introduced us to the equipment. We learned about the mask, vest and the practice sword called foil. We discovered the word 'pummeled to death' comes from hitting your enemy with the pummel (weight at end of handle) and how it's illegal in fencing. We are however allowed to aim for the crotch. And as one guy found out, it results in excruciating pain ROFLOL.

Next, we went over fencing etiquettes. Before a match, the fencers must bring the hilt up to the face and salute each other and the audience. This we were told is a throwback to the crusades where knights would kiss their sword as if it was a cross. Following a match, fencers must shake each other's hands with the non-weapon hand. Now, you have to realize etiquette is sacrosanct in fencing. Supposedly, people have been disqualified for such audacity as to refuse to shake hands. Them crazy Frenchs...

Surprisingly, we got right into duelling. It was a mess. Everybody was flailing their foil and jumping around. It was a sight to see. But as we got more practice, we started to realize there is a method to this madness we call fencing. You needed to maintain precise distances and to strike with efficient lunges at the right timing.

The lesson was over after dueling but people were welcomed to stay to fence some more along with the club. Most of them left flushed in the face clutching their fencing arm :lol: I think most of us underestimated how tiring fencing can be especially in the restrictive and hot vest and mask not to mention holding your arm and sword in front of you for a long period of time.

Feeling pretty confident having done pretty good in the duels, I faced off against the varsity team coach. OMG, I could feel the jolting pain everytime he stabbed me but my brain could not comprehend how so I basically just stood there deadlocked. The sword was coming in at me underneath my arm, over my arm, over his head down onto my collarbone... I think he stabbed me in the back too but I'm a little hazy since I'm still recovering from my trauma...

Avast! September 19th 'tis officially Talk Like A Pirate Day lad! C'mon ye scurvy dogs, talk piratey and drink some grog!
GROG!!! GROG!!! GROG!!!


Warning, grog contains one or more of the following:

- kerosene
- propylene glycol
- sulphuric acid
- artificial sweeteners
- red dye no.2
- rum
- acetone
- battery acid
- scumm
- axle grease
- and/or pepperoni.

Things I don't like about the fluid mechanics prof:
- no eating in his class even if you have 6 hours straight of lectures
- course outline is wrong so you can't prepare for class and he refuses to correct it
- writes equations on the board and then don't explain them
- no consistency in use of variables
- use variables that look the same like v and v :nuts:
- we have to buy our homework weekly at the copy shop

During the last civil lecture today, we held an election for 2 students to represent 2nd year Civil Engineering in council. I volunteered along with 3 other students. After each of us gave a short speech, voting began by a show of hands. First up,me. I received 30 votes. Then Lil was up with 38 votes. Now here's where the drama begins. Waco (sp?) who held the position last year received 30 votes as well. So then he voted for himself pushing it over to 31!!! I really don't know why I didn't object. In hindsight, I should of said 'whoa whoa, wait a minute. I'm voting for myself too' or asked for a recount. I was also saying to myself if he wanted it that badly, he can have it but I also realize now that I let the people who casted their vote for me down by not fighting... I guess in the end, I was just too nice :mad:

Final tally:

Me - 30
Lil - 38
Waco - 31
Mike - 6

Before first-person-shooters and its generic clones litter the game store shelves... Before mindless sex and violence replaced wit and originality... There were intelligent and incredibly funny adventure games made by LucasArts between the late 80s to mid 90s that I like to refer to as the 'golden age' of computer games.

During that time, game makers faced two major obstacles. Firstly, personal computers were a relatively new concept. Not many people owned one and for those that wanted one, they were simply too expensive. Secondly, computers were still widely viewed as a business tool and consequently the hardware was more suited for making spreadsheets rather than gaming. It was a market inhospitable to games.

However, the same conditions helped create some of the best games ever made. The small consumer base forced game makers to make wholesome and fun games that appealed to a broad spectrum. Having to cope with inadequate hardware, game makers relied on interesting storylines and humour to attract buyers. One of these games and my personal favourite is LucasArts' The Secret of Monkey Island, a tale of swashbuckling pirates, battles on the high sea, staple removers and a rubber chicken with a pulley in the middle ... somewhere deep in the Caribbean!.

In what would of been a futile effort to achieve realism at a time where most computers could only display 256 colours, LucasArts instead abandoned the idea altogether to hilarious results. What pirate adventures would be complete without sword battles? Not a problem in Monkey Island where players' selection of insults and retorts decides the outcome of a fight. Indeed, insults are mightier than the sword! And where exactly does the character keep all the things he picks up? In his pants of course (unless by chance he left it in his other pant)!

The Secret of Monkey Island is in my opinion the best game ever made. But why take my word for it. If you would like to try the game, you could always drop by my house or I could loan you a copy.

In the meantime, a high school in the States was crazy enough to adapt the game into a school play. You can read about it here.
Videos of the play is available below in either small or large format. The last few parts of the play have not yet been released but I will post the links as soon as they become available.

Part 1: Small Large
Part 2: Small Large
Part 3: Small Large
Part 4: Small Large
Part 5: Small Large
Part 6: Small Large
Part 7: Small Large
Part 8: Small Large
Part 9: Small Large