My 1st Torrent (and it's legal)

Download the torrent file here

I promised to try and distribute my brother & roommate's snowboard video on the internet. This gave me a great opportunity to create and seed my first torrent. In light of my recent 2nd flagging for illegal downloading via the BitTorent protocol I had extra motivation. At my best conservative estimate I have downloaded probably about half a terabyte of various file over the past 3 years. Unfortunately, I have probably only seeded (shared back) only about a quarter to a third of that at best.

The torrents have given me so much over the past 3 years. Music, Movies, TV-Shows, Books, Pictures, and of course Porn, ohh dear god a lot of Fucking Porn. It is going to be hard if not impossible to give them up completely. I can get high speed internet from another telephone provider at a greater expense, but with my internet will my current provider also take my cable TV? When will it get to the point when I am slapped with a lawsuit?

Regardless of your position on illegal downloading, the torrents are the easiest most efficient way to distribute file. I have offered illegal torrents for download on this blog while lobbying their merits many times. They often get a bad rap because they are associated only with illegal downloading, but there is no denying their effectiveness. I mean come on over 500 GB in 3 years, right now these same people who are black flagging me are trying to figure out a way to profit from this.

Black Flagged Again

Well it happened again, I got black flagged for illegal downloading. That is 2 strikes 1 more and my ISP will pull my service. This is actually the 3rd time, but the first happened while I lived with my parents. At least this time I was downloading something good the first time was for The Stepford Wives and they sent an email. This time HBO flagged my for downloading The Sopranos and someone from my ISP called me. Honestly there was only about a 4 hour window where the torrent was active that they would have seen me. I was really careful after my 1st warning, but that was two years ago. I downloaded all of season 5 of The Sopranos and never herd a peep.

First thing I am going to do when Is make sure that I have another source for high speed internet in my area just in case. Then (actually I have already emailed someone) I have to find another safe source to get The Sopranos. If anyone had access to a DVR and can send me the file direct it would be much appreciated.

Anyway Happy Fucking St. Patrick's Day

my 1st Video Pod Cast

When in Colorado my brother & roommates mention that they were interested in Video PodCasting. I had never done it before, but I took their DVD and made my 1st one.

You can subscribe to the feed here:
http://www.michael.macosx.com/podcast/vpodcast.xml

Airport Blogging (return flight)

Well once again I am here over an hour before my flight leaves, this time it is delayed about 20 minutes. uDaMan & her friend are with me this time, and we took the time to get some airport McDonalds which incidentally was shittier that regular McDonalds. Normally I would not even bother, but the drive from Breck to the Denver airport took about 3.5 hours thanks to the shitty weather, and peoples inability to drive in it.

OK so that is not really a fair statement to make because I have a horrible time with this drive myself. I hate driving in the first place. There are several reasons for this, which I cannot go into at the time because it is kind of off topic so I will save that for another post. Back to I-70 and the trip through the mountains. I had to make this drive on Wednesday when it was also snowing dropping Curt off and picking up uDaMan & friend. We left Breck at 3:30 to catch a 6:46 flight. In good conditions this drive takes only 1.5 hours. Curt missed his flight. I made him drive to the airport and watched the whole way scared shitless. It was my job to take us back and I sure didn't want to drive both way. I couldn't make uDaMan or friend drive because we would have died for sure.

The road from hell (I-70) through the mountains is poorly lit at night, it if full of hairpin turns, and you are going up and down mountains. This drive is unsettling in the daytime under good driving conditions. At night under good conditions it scares me a little, I have done it twice this way. Now at night with snow and ice on the road I am scared shitless. The pass is so steep in areas that is has those off shoots for semi-trucks to go up incase their breaks fail on the decline. When there was snow as in this case these same trucks are required to put snow chains on their tires. This really digs the shit out of the road and makes it seem like their are rumble strips everywhere. This causes a problem because when I hear rumble strips in MN it usually means that I am getting close to the edge. Now this is a little bit irrational because the rumbling from the chains occurs all over the road, but WTF my brain is trained that way, and in this case if you go off the edge you fall down a fucking mountain. Needless to say we made it alive and I poured myself a very big drink to celebrate.

Today since Curt missed his flight we decided to leave really early. We left at 3:00 to catch an 8:25 flight. My brother made the drive so the only thing that I had to deal with is the fact that he is used to it and flies up, down, and around this fucking road. I buried my face into my book and tried not to pay attention. The weather was even worse this time and we were a little afraid that we weren't going to make the flight. Brother being fearless and impatient drove quickly and even took some less safe frontage roads (ya that's right less safe then the road that is already fucking hard to navigate) we made it here ahead of time.

So now here I sit at my gate waiting for the plane to take an hour long flight home. I lucked out and was able to get one of the coveted seats next to a power source. This was very important this time cuz uDaMan forgot her power adapter for her iBook and through borowing mine left me with 5% battery life. Unfortunately like MN the Denver airport wants me to pay for wireless access. Fuck that I am going to go take a huge shit.

Back to Keystone and the Horseshoe

It is Tuesday day 4 and I woke up with a horrific hangover and a sharp pain in my left wrist. I was actually debating weather or not I should sit out today. But since I have to make the long drive into Denver tomorrow I think that tomorrow would be a better day to take off.

So we went to Keystone and I finally got some pics taken. I managed not to re-injure my writs which was good.

We made another trip back to the Horseshoe for cheap drinks and $5 shrimp. Needless to say we had a lot of booze there and then stumbled across the street to the Salt Creek. This is fine establishment is a laid back type of dance club that serves $4 pitchers of High Life. I was also treated to a couple shots of Jameson by my new friend Jake. Jake is now being referred to as ACDC because he got blown in his truck by this slutty bitch wearing an ACDC shirt.

Veil, Fatty Patties and HJs

Day 3 and Veil were fucking awesome! We barley covered an eight of the runs but we did several of them multiple times because they were so much fun. To put things into perspective we were only there with 4 hours to ride before closing. Even if we used the full 8 hour day that they are open you wouldn't be able to cover the whole resort. I was told that it is 7 miles across.

The only problem was that I got a little to comfortable doing rails and jumps that by the last run I got over confident and fucked up. On a rail that I had successfully hit 4 times before the tail of my board slipped off the end. This caused me to fall unfortunately onto the rail. My right ass check and left hand to the blunt of the fall. My ass wasn't really to sever of a problem but my left wrist was. It is making it very hard to do anything with my left hand including whipping my ass. Through this I learned something interesting about myself. Although I am right handed I have always whipped my ass with my left. Interesting isn't it.

On our 45 minute trip back from Veil to Breck we decided not to go out tonight and to grill fatty patties instead. My brother makes one hell of a good burger. I always put whirshisire sauce in the hamberger meet and onions if I can, but most people bitch. My brothers stance on that is "Fuck em onions are good". He also puts in bread-crumbs which is a new one to me and preseasons the meet with Lowrey's and pepper. They also have a counter top fryer so we got real seasoned curly fries. Needless to say after to quarter pound hamburgers, a grip of curly fries, and about 9 beers I fell into a food coma for the next 10 hours or so.

Ohh and as far as the HJs in the title I regret to report that as far as I know no one has given or received and HJ so far. I wanted to put it in because Curt really likes to talk about HJs. This includes, but is not limited to him telling the nice older lady at the base of the lift at Vail offering us sun-block that it was also good for HJs!

Breckenridge and The Horseshoe

Day two and I finally get to ride at Breck again. Last year I only had a Copper Mountain pass so I didn't get the opportunity. It was a really good day the weather was perfect and I accomplished some things on a snowboard that I had never done before. I even perfected a few things that I just started doing.

Breck closes at 4 o'clock and unfortunately because of where we parked I was unable to take the 4 o'clock run which is one of my favorite things to do. It is an extremely long run (about 25 minutes) that winds through the condos and into the town ending right at the bus stop. The public transportation system here is amazing.

We ended up at The Horseshoe. Since my brother works there we were able to get a great deal on drinks. Eight car bombs for $6 now that is a hell of a deal and I fucking love car bombs. They also sell skin on shrimp for $5 per dozen these were excellent and we are 3 plates of them. Following a lot more drinks an intense ass sex discussion and me being told that most European women are fucking whores we left. We wanted to make it an early night so we can get up and make the 45 minute drive to Veil in the morning.

My only regret so far is that I haven't taken any pictures besides the shitty ones with my RAZR phone. Here is Matt at the top of peak 9.

Keystone, Mi Casa and the Brown

Day 1 wet very well, ok so that's a lie, I didn't preform up to my snowboarding potential. but i rode (snowboarded) from 10am to 4pm. So I got my $30 worth of my discount lift ticket which usually cost $75 per day. My discount is thankfully contributed to the wonderful employees of Vail Resorts Colorado.

After we went to Mi Casa and drank $5 pitchers of High Life and ate $1 per beef/chicken/been tacos. The chicken are the best. This is something that I learned in the previous years but constantly forget. This is probably due to the High Life.

And now we come to the Brown. Now anyone who knows me would think that at this point I would be referring to shit. This however is not the case. The Brown is actually a bar in Breckenridge. It is an old house with multiple rooms converted into a bar. The rooms contain several different games including, but not limited to: pool, air hockey, and yes even ping pong.

Airport Blogging

Got to the airport over an hour before the flight as recommended. It is 7:13 now and the flight leaves at 8:20. This place is a fucking ghost town and the only thing that was time consuming about security was being hassled about the grocery bag full of cookies that my mother is making me take to my brother. Seriously like he is going to give a shit that I brought him 3 bags of cookies and 2 bags of chex mix.

Here is the other thing that really pisses me off about the airport. Why the fuck is the WiFi not free? Even though I am going to be sitting here waiting to get on the flight for longer than the duration of the flight itself I refuse to pay $7 to access the internet. This service should be included for the $250 ticket I purchased to fly.

There is one good thing about being in the airport and this is something that I completely forgot about until I got passed the security check point. That is that there is always a shit load of hot chicks in the terminal. Seriously I have counted at least 3 so far and I am going to investigate this further on my way to the bar, and at the bar as well of course. There is one sitting across from me right now. There is another who keeps walking around in circles with another not so hot holder bitch. They have ID badges like they work here and appear to be doing some sort of exercise. Actually the aforementioned hot chick exer-walking isn't really that hot. She has gigantic tits and a pretty enough face but a big fat ass. She will really need to walk a lot more and a lot faster to fix this problem.

Well off to the bar that is where the 3rd & hottest chick was last spotted, and although this one across from me is starting to look better and better I think she is on my flight so I will get to ogle her later. Well post is finished time to upload, ohh shit fucking airport no access. I will post when I arrive.