The Ferret Of Awesome.

Hey, wait a second...

2011-10-11T23:56:00.000+11:00

You know what I just noticed? Nobody has ever commented on any of the posts on my blog... Yeah, well... fuck you too!

I guess it doesn't help that I rarely ever update it...

Evolution In Motion.

2011-03-18T22:00:00.000+11:00

I'll just leave these here........ >.>

(HINT: WATCH THEM IN ORDER)

Only Remixes

2011-03-16T23:13:00.002+11:00

2011-01-04T23:11:00.000+11:00

[11:03:07 PM] Heath F Gargit: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pOf3kYtwASo
[11:03:28 PM] Sil: how do you find this shit?
[11:04:39 PM] Heath F Gargit: That's a good question
[11:04:46 PM] Heath F Gargit: I remember this movie
[11:04:59 PM] Heath F Gargit: Where someone tries to throw a body in the ocean
[11:05:11 PM] Heath F Gargit: like, a dead body
[11:05:15 PM] Heath F Gargit: right
[11:05:22 PM] Heath F Gargit: but the body washed up on shore
[11:05:35 PM] Heath F Gargit: and someone found it
[11:05:54 PM] Heath F Gargit: and calls the cops and then this detective arrives to look at the body
[11:06:01 PM] Heath F Gargit: and he says something to the effect of
[11:06:27 PM] Heath F Gargit: "The ocean never hides your secrets, it will always wash he truth up to the shore"
[11:06:43 PM] Heath F Gargit: i like to think of myself
[11:07:08 PM] Heath F Gargit: as the person who finds the dead bodies washed ashore by the intergalactic ocean that is the internet
[11:07:14 PM] Sil: hahah
[11:07:27 PM] Sil: youre doing that job well
[11:07:43 PM] Heath F Gargit: Well, the internet never hides your secrets
[11:08:00 PM] Heath F Gargit: It will wash every secret shame you have onto the shore
[11:08:05 PM] Heath F Gargit: for everyone to see.
[11:08:21 PM] Sil: you need to FB that
[11:08:29 PM] Sil: facebook
[11:08:37 PM] Heath F Gargit: lol
[11:09:03 PM] Heath F Gargit: i think it was from an episode of Water Rats.
[11:09:17 PM] Heath F Gargit: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Water_Rats_(TV_series)

Your 2011 Plans.

2010-12-31T17:52:00.000+11:00

Dear Insolent Plebeians,

Do not look upon this new year as a fresh start. Do not rejoice as the bell tolls midnight. Do not look forward to a year full of merriment, nor advancement.

Instead take the brief opportunity that I will allow you to ensure your affairs are in order. Condition your mind for unfaltering subservience in my employ. Practice your false laughs to be deployed in moments where I bestow upon you my scathingly sarcastic humour.

For this is the year where I shall seize control! My armies shall march forth and conquer all territories, sparing none who do not pledge to serve the mighty Warlord Gargit! LOOK UPON MY TERRIBLE DICTATORSHIP AND DESPAIR!

XOXO,
Heath F Gargit.
Warlord in Command of the Royal Gargitian Army.

Test 3

2010-12-19T13:47:00.001+11:00

Taken from google goggles.

More tests

2010-12-18T09:30:00.001+11:00

Testing of camera ap :)

Test

2010-12-17T13:22:00.001+11:00

Just testing this out to see how posting by email works.

Top Ten

2010-10-13T23:34:00.000+11:00

Every so often I like to post the top ten songs according to the play count in my mp3 player.

Interesting to note in this top ten is that it's from my lap top which i havent formatted since I got it in like, march/april. Notice a lot of Pendulum, indicative of what i've been listening to a lot of recently. Also not that I listen to a lot of music streamed straight from YouTube, which this, of course, doesn't include.

1. Pendulum - Crush (69 Plays)
2. Art vs Science - Magic Fountain (55 Plays)
3. Pendulum - Comprachicos (54 Plays)
4. Kele - Tenderoni (54 Plays)
5. Kele - On The Lam (48)
6. Pendulum - The Tempest (47)
7. Pendulum - Granite (47)
8. Pendulum - Propane Nightmares(45)
9. Pendulum - Immunize (21)
10. Pendulum - Under The Waves (19)

SUNDAY!

2010-09-15T20:26:00.003+10:00

2010-08-31T05:24:00.001+10:00

I happen to be awake at 5am. So i was rummaging around the web, and found the very first online blog post I made, on a site called h2g2. h2g2 was an online Hitch-hiker's guide community, later the site was bought by the BBC. This is a miniature snapshot of my life, fresh out of high school, and facing the world for the first time. No such thing as Google back then.

Erroneous Data Of The 42nd Nature, Subsection A1

Post: 1
Posted Jun 3, 2000 by Hef Gargit
Hmmm... so this is my journal. I used to have a journal at high school that my teacher would make me write in for at least fuive minutes at the beggining of every class. I would always end up writing something useless, like lyrics to a song or rewording lyrics to a song to express my disgust at having to write for five minutes in a journal at the beggining of every english class.
But its all over know and i try to think of high school as a bad dream.
So what do i do know? Im at TAFE now. And if you dont know what tafe is, well, you should move to Australia then shouldnt you!
I think every time i can be bothered writing a journal entry i will write all the places the number 42 has appeared in my life recently. So Here goes...
Places I Have Seen The Number 42 Lately:
- All phone numbers in my city and nearby to my city have the prefix 42. This comes from the days where if you didnt live in my city you had to dial 042 before you tried to call anyone in my area.
- My home page is titled "Error 42" (http://nettrash.com/users/hef_gargit). I wrote all of the html myself without any stupid html editor, like frontage or page maker.
- I was at a service station cafe called "Deli-France" the other day and i noticed that the Service station (from here in dubbed a "Servo") was selling LPG gas for 42.9 cents a litre.

Well, this is Hef Gargit, signing off...

Wow, check out that date... what a blow out. Ten years later, im back at tafe and posting random songs on my blog. Some things never change.

2010-08-31T04:12:00.000+10:00

Life's pretty awesome when you're flying through space in a jeep , going apeshit with a Nintendo controller.

2010-08-22T11:50:00.002+10:00

DERBY!

2010-08-08T19:15:00.000+10:00

Hah, couldn't have picked it any better. The day after i say I have nothing to write about:

Looking to muster up huge support for it, even though it already looks like it's going to be huge - I snatched the last two tickets at Oak Flats Roller Skating Rink today!

I'm sure heaps of people will ask, so here's a quick FAQ:

- Are you associated with WIRD?
No, Derby is just extremely relevant to my interests!

- Isn't it staged, like on TV?
Not as far as I can tell... extremely thrilling to watch anyway!

- What do i need to bring?
A seat! Bring something to sit on! And a good shouting voice! Food, Drinks and MERCH is on sale at the event!

apologies

2010-08-07T20:29:00.003+10:00

i keep two blogs, and unfortunately most of the content from my other blog (kept on a porn site) isn't really suitable for here. If I write something that i feel I can share publically, ill post it here. I promise!

- Heath F Gargit.

(x-posted)

2010-05-01T22:34:00.001+10:00

More Music.

Anamanaguchi, a "band" that uses a hacked NES as one of their instruments.

Tonight's Homework:

Activity 2.1

Create a definition of a Game.

Random Conversation

2010-04-21T23:40:00.000+10:00

Heath F. Gargit says:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YZusIOLDRs8
Nat P says:
do u just type 'shit songs from the past' into your youtube search
Heath F. Gargit says:
NO
THANK YOU
I TYPED "AWESOME SONGS FORM THE PAST"

hug_dispenser.java

2010-03-09T23:40:00.001+11:00

Defining Diagram

Input	Processing	Output
answer	prompts the user to input their answer to a question. gets the answer. dispenses a hug based on that answer.	a hug.

Solution Algorithm

hug_dispenser

prompt user for answer to question “Would you like a hug?”

get answer

IF answer = yes THEN

dispense hug

ELSE

do nothing

ENDIF

END

Java Code

// Programmer: Heath Parkes
// File name: hug_dispenser.java
// Date: 9/3/10
/* Description:
A friendly hug dispenser.
*/

import javax.swing.*;
import java.util.*;
import java.io.*;

public class hug_dispenser
{
public static void main(String[] args)
{
Scanner scanner = new Scanner (System.in);
String answer;
char selection;
System.out.println("Hello! Would you like a hug? (y/n)");
answer = scanner.nextLine();
selection = answer.charAt(0);
if (selection == 'y')
{
System.out.println(" ");
System.out.println("(\\__/)");
System.out.println("(='.'=)");
System.out.println("(\")_(\")");
System.out.println(" ");
System.out.println("Have a hug!");
}
else
{
System.out.println("Fine! Be like that then!");
}
}
}

public static void main

2010-03-01T22:29:00.000+11:00

I know it was a long time ago.

I was young, and naive. You weren't that old yourself, but you were sophisticated.

A friend of mine introduced me to you. Remember that day? Not a cloud in the sky - I looked out the window and checked...

You were my first. I've tried to love others but it never worked out. And now the time has come for me to re-evaluate our position. I've decided i'm going to make this work. Will you take me back?

Let's get together and make some sweet sweet code, Java.

I love you.

Starting on the right foot, or the left lane.

2010-01-03T01:10:00.000+11:00

So once again, there was a party at Danny's place. And once again, i completely forgot. As always, it was amazing. People talked to me like an old friend, girls came up to me and talked to me, and I got my shirt off (no bikini for me this year). For some reason, i entered in a good mood tonight, and people really responded to it well. I think because I knew what it was going to be like.

Anyway, the point of this blog was to tell you, the proverbial reader, a story.

On the way home, I stopped at that Shell petrol station at the intersection of where McDonald's is in the Bean Park Rail, to purchase a beverage for my journey home. As I was paying, a gentleman came in and asked if he was going the correct way to go up Mount Ousley. The guy behind the counter was giving him weird directions involving the round-a-bout at the other end of the Bean Park and Picton Road. He still seemed a little fuddled so i informed him that i was driving past the bottom of Mount Ousley, and that he could follow me if he wanted. We went outside and I informed him that when i waved my arm out the window, it meant he should get in the right lane and go right up Mount Ousley, and i would be going left to the northern suburbs. He seemed ok with that.

So we get to the bottom of Mount Ousley, and I waved my arm out the window, but he kept following me over the overpass. I stopped just before the Fairy Meadow exit and he pulled up behind me. I told him that he took the wrong turn, but if he followed me to the round-a-bout near Fairy Meadow McDonald's, he could follow that road back to the freeway. This time, as we drove past McDonald's, he turned left towards the freeway and I plodded along the highway home.

I don't know who the guy was, or why he was travelling to Liverpool at this time of night. I wished him luck as we were stopped after the overpass, and I hope he got there ok.

The End.

The Circle of Life.

2009-11-01T19:26:00.000+11:00

...I notice that there wasn't any music playing. It's kinda like my sense of smell. You breathe normally, and then notice when there is a foul smell. I can be sitting at home, and suddenly realise that i'm not listening to music.

I'm in the mood for some vinyl, so i lean over the fan to turn the turntable on the table on.

The fan i'm leaning over is taking up the power point where i usually have the turntable plugged. So i decide to move the fan to the computer power board.

I look over to the position where the fan would be positioned if it were to be plugged into the computer power board, and notice an empty packet of Arnott's Shapes, in my beloved "Savoury" flavour.

So i pick up the discarded Shapes box, and move to the bin to properly dispose of it. Low and behold, the bin is full and requires emptying. Not an overwhelming task by any means, just inconvenient that i will have to engage some pantaloons to do so.

So i walk to my room and don some duds. Happy that I am now able to leave the house without being accosted for being pantless, i turn my attentions back to whatever it was that i was doing...

... wait, what was i doing?

It's at this point, that I notice that there wasn't any music playing...

...and by cleaning out the trash, i of course meant...

2009-10-21T23:54:00.000+11:00

ugh, fuck it.

I've been staring at this fucking blog update page for about an hour, the post is in my head, and it just wont spew forth onto my screen. So here it is in point form. If anyone enquires, I may go into more depth on the points.

* Thinking of culling my facebook friends list down to people that i like. If you don't make the cut, you'll probably notice a lack of updates from me. Also going to establish a list of guidelines for being on my friends list for social networking sites. The guidelines will pretty much be "I have to know you. If you're account gets hacked, then I don't want to have you on my friends list anymore."

* removing "bad influence material" from my friends lists on MSN and the such too. I want to surround myself with awesome friends. Not people i only talk to because i think i have a chance.

* I want to take my nan and pop to a recording of Spics and Specs, or to one of their live shows if they do any more.

* general pissing and moaning about my sexual and social inadequacies.

The Old School.

2009-10-17T21:45:00.000+11:00

Scotty and Keean came over last night. We shot the shit and played guitar hero. I swear I wasn't trying to show off :P We ordered pizza and let Scott rape our ear drums with terribly bad music. And i'm not exaggerating there - it wasn't music that i just didn't like, it was music that he had deliberately chosen for it's horridly screeching banshee singers. Oh, and Scott totally managed to sneak Khe Sahn onto my hard drive...

Keean teased that we should all go out in town and terrorise women. I really hope we go ahead with that, because i think it would be the kind of group that would help me with my approach anxiety. I would feel a lot more awesome amongst a group with that configuration.

I also bought a turntable yesterday. I tried to figure it out last night and managed to get it to play - albeit it with the stylus dragging on the vinyl (and me just cranking up the pitch to compensate for it slowing the playback). I actually READ the instructions today, put the counterbalance onto the pick-up arm, and corrected the anti-skate. No, i have no idea what any of that means, but I did it, and now i have Barry White cranking at the even level pitch (+-0). I played my Pulp Fiction vinyl earlier and notice it had a terrible hum, which i *think* was to do with the turntable being on table next to the stereo, and the reverberations creating feedback into the stylus, like a microphone in front of a speaker.

Note To Self: Find local places to buy Vinyl!

My greatest analogy ever.

2009-10-12T00:41:00.004+11:00

So, rather unceremoniously, it was over.

I wanted to do something big. I wanted to shake some foundations, and maybe challenge perceptions. What made me think about it was something another deserting rat said. I was telling said rat about me and Phil sitting around on Monday mornings, eating Sausage Rolls. The rat, quite sadly told me that he had never experienced anything like that - pure unadulterated insubordinance. It made me feel bad for the group as a whole.

But then I wondered how far it would get me. Like fucking on the front lawn of a retirement home. It's not as if all these old people would suddenly remember how fun sex was and start sneaking into each others rooms at night or asking for viagra on the next medication review. The only vision I could forsee involved the police and me avoiding the old folks home for a few days until dimentia kicked in and I wasn't recognised anymore.

So I just smiled, returned false sentiments and secretly abused privileges. Fuck I hate being such a pacifist (read: pussy). Even after a short message about the multiple faces that had been shown in my absence, I just smiled as the Dick penetrated my anus for it's last desperate time.

I felt dissapointed more than I did sad. I vowed to not let it affect my new start.

Until the evening when I faced them once more, and I genuinely believed that someone was going to miss me. That's when, for a brief, unresolved, moment, I felt like I was going to cry. As quickly as it came, it passed, leaving me feeling ripped off again.

At the end of the day, it's thier loss. And their loss is my new beginning. Here's hoping i'm appreciated a bit more there.

GSOMM

2009-10-08T00:03:00.000+11:00

Where is the time to do everything I want?

I feel so tired and lethargic lately. My brain is a bit clearer, but my body feels like shit. No matter what time I go to bed, i always wake up feeling like i haven't slept at all.

One of my goals is to go out by myself. It sounds weird, but i think it's the next step in breaking my social barriers. One of Mystery's tips is to familiarise yourself with your surroundings. I was thinking of just heading to one of my locals, as crappy or "not my style" as they are. To familiarise, and to just get out and do something.

I've been trying to play Metal Gear Solid. Yes, i'm talking about the PSOne version. I spent most of last night just dicking and talking to friends, and just didn't get around to it. Tonight I was at my nan's place having dinner and watching TV until 11pm. Tomorrow night i'm working. I bought MGS2 to play straight after it, but it seems a fair way off yet. And it sucks too, because i'm ENJOYING it. I've barely noticed the outdated graphics, because i've been too busy enjoying the story.

Speaking of tomorrow night: The premiere of Beauty and the Geek is on. Someone tape it for me? Just in case I can't find a torrent of it? I haven't seen an ad or anything, but people have told me that i wasn't nearly geeky compared to the guys that got on. I mainly just want to find out if I know any of them...

And lastly, as much as you may or may not want to hear it - I've been randy as all hell lately, and I don't know why. There just seems to be a lot of people around me getting laid and my frustrations are getting the better of me :\

That's all for now, blog. Stay Cool.

lol, first.

2009-10-03T09:47:00.001+10:00

Hey!

As you're all probably aware, thebentenator.com is no more. I've had a private blog going since then, but I wanted a more public place to share my thoughts and opinion. I debated using my old livejournal account, but decided that i had left that in a happy place, and kinda wanted to keep it like that. That and i'm all about new starts at the moment.

I'm going to use this blog for my more creative outbursts, and to document all the changes and stuff i'm experiencing. Hopefully i'll be reviewing all the games i'm planning to play, kinda like a review site. I've vowed to buy a new game each time i get paid, in order to wade through the back catalogue of games that i missed out on while i was addicted to crack (AKA World of Warcraft). If you have any suggestions, you know what to do!

I'm really hoping my post frequency is around one post every few days. I've enabled posting via email too, so hopefully I can do a bit of photodocumenting. As this is a public type journal for me, i probably won't go into too much elmo crap here, i'll leave that for my private journal ^_^ I also have this crazy idea of going through my old journal and re-posting some of my favourite posts in lieu of real updates. LIKE THE BEST OF, BUT FOR THE PAST 10 YEARS OF MY VARIOUS BLOGS.