Miles

Oh dear... the desktop of a college student who is very multi-task oriented, running multiple programs at the same time... And a mess of a desktop, really, considering the amount of dumb folders there are... though it's been worse LOL. Currently pushing near 5 and a half gigs of RAM usage; I've had it maxed out before at 8gb and the pagefile was running into using my actual SSD for storage! But just at 5.41gb right now. My Specs: Eeyup. This laptop has been amazing for me. Yee-Haw ~ Miles

@@Starflower, @, I always loved Pentatonix... And well... Avi's insanely amazingly deep voice... (What? Surprised this rocker-to-the-core [even though he's a country-boy] has a softer side of music, too? Heh. Ikr. All the wows. Have them).

Oh wow... Lot of sad stories, and a lot of crazy stories. This ain't gonna top the list at all, but, oh well. Let's see how it's done country-style: 1. Drive your lawn mower or tractor to school day (not official of course, and the principal was pissed about it). Unfortunately, I did not participate. But, let's just say they were quite a few boys who rode their lawn mowers to high school that day. Lmao. 2. There were a handful of fights that I saw, and some I didn't. But the best one (imeanwut) was between two sophomore girls. I was just standing in the commons/lobby in the mornin' before the first bell rang (like everyone did) and I turn around just in time to see this girl blind-side tackle another girl onto the ground, and then she proceeded to bash the girl's head on the floor for a few seconds... until a (kind of heavy-set, middle-aged, female) teacher yelled "Hey!" And then literally threw the chick on top several feet back up into the air. She landed on her feet of course, but daaamn, that throw was an astounding thing to see. 3. Let's randomly rev our vehicles up to the rev-limiter and annoy the crap out of everyone in the parking lot. (Not a part of that). Then maybe roast your tires as you exit the lot onto the street. (also not a part of that [except for the winter when there was snow imeanwut]). Which reminds me of number 4: 4. Let's drift into the parking lot because there's snow and ice like crazy and we shouldn't even have school because of it. (Maybe was accidentally on purpose a part of that). 5. Bumper love-taps. No, seriously, I'm not kidding. Some boys would "love-tap" their buddy (both having trucks) but no damage, because of course, truck bumpers y'know - lel. (Not a part of that). 6. Random drug-dog locker checks (mind you, I'm from a country town, the high school only having ~230 students) and at least 5 kids getting called into the office afterwards. Plus one false-alarm (this gal had a really nasty old coffee cup full of moldy crud, eww gross, yes, in her locker >.> lol). (I don't do illegal drugs. So, no). 7. We had two PE teachers, a male for the guys, a female for the gals, of course. Except sometimes the female teacher (who was probably 40 something) would not be wearing a bra, and then you'd hear wisecrack jokes being mumbled from some of the goof balls "lelelele her [...] are showing huehuehue" *facepalm* (No). 8. Some junior guy got caught by the math teacher [doing something with his, uhh, hand, and his...] under the desk. WHY? My gosh that's just disturbing... And before you ask - he was sitting straight up trying to act like he was paying attention to the lesson. 9. Btw, yes, all of this is high school stuff... there were a few trouble makers who liked to annoy the crap out of teachers, and so would make stupid noises (and/or yell an offensive term possibly maybe starting with the letter after "m" because they were idiots) when the teacher was turned around facing the board. And because there were like 3 or 4 of them in one class doing it, she'd never know who was doing it when they did it. She did try to make people fess up, but nobody said a word and kept a total blank face, lol. UNTIL they exited the door at the bell ring, and then they'd bust up laughing ... (again, not a part of it). 10... Why am I even telling this... At the prom dance my junior year, the kids on the dance floor were very, very rowdy. I ended up with a minor concussion somehow. I felt it in my teeth it hurt so bad. I was dizzy for a while. Luckily, one of the teacher's husbands was an EMT, and he was there. He checked me out and said that I just needed to rest, but to be woken up every 4 hours or so to be checked on by someone. I probably shouldn't have gone to afterprom... lol... and I probably should not have gone swimming with a concussion... LOL... but I did. Oops. Oh well. I'm fine !

I know I posted here before, but I forgot if I said that: I have a freaking boatload of VHS tapes... LOL then I remember being tricked into "rewinding" when dvd's first came out. imeanwut. lmao.

Oh, the irony... "There lives a young man of 20, only here will you know as Miles; a simple country fellow no doubt, but with an odd mix of views and styles. Before he found his pony glee, he already sought an ironic drive, you see; from kinder-hood he loved cars and trucks, but computers, as well - how can this be? He can clean a carb', change the oil, and even some new brakes, indeed; Too can he code some java, rid of malware, and Tor the non-indexed, Deep Web abyss, do believe. All the while his hometowned-ness superbly country and golden, Tradition be thy [middle] name, a child of the Lord, it's true, and not lain in dust nor molden; But homestead is bright and shining in these glorious, windy days, For he longs to hold close at heart his home, and as such he prays. Then one day out of complete lack of premeditated direction, The silly young lad found something foreign in a curious delight; Not even the intial inspiration was afilliated to this awesome fandom, Laughably this pal of mine ain't even a brony, but he was the why! So crudely fortunate was me, but amazingly so naive, both me and he, A comical phrase to mean "hello" sayeth he with "ponies" - I kid you not; T'was a mere meaningless interjection he used, really, But this fair chap landed on the ground with a graceful running start. Add one more to the simple little list, oh good fellows of mine, 'Cause then and there I had just been dumbstricken and stupified willingly; I found good pass-time to fill with my newfound, lovely subject, so divine, My ears and eyes glued to pastel ponies, and this was done so diligently. This is the story of a truly genuine... gearhead country-boy computer-savvy java-coding brony, Holy cow what a phrase to see, say, and hear... and believe; But I say this is the true me, and I say this, as you should know... Honestly." --- *Sigh* So I guess that means I'm a poet, too. Lmao... kidding. --- 1. MLPForums. ... and, *eyeroll* 2. Bob Is The Oil Guy (BITOG) Eeyup. That's all she wrote, folks. Well, I guess he, because, well, obviously... Anyway, that's my story. Fwiw, my username over at BITOG is Triton_330 (*actually laughs out loud*) - yeah, because, my truck's engine. No joke. My 2001 Ford F-150, yeah, its engine is called the 5.4L Triton (and, of course, 330 is the amount of cubic inches... you know; displacement... lol). Ford V8 power, "Yee-haw!" Heh, I'm such a silly goose. To be fair, I've not gone over there much since becoming a member here, lol. Horsepower, Torque, and Revolutions per minute one day, then pastel ponies thereafter. Saddle up ... Honestly Yours, ~ Miles --- P.S. @@M'aiq the Liar, Basically me reading your post: --> --> --> --> ... :comeatus: Lol. --- P.P.S. @@Jeric, You're awesome.

Hmm... Well, all due respect, I don't quite completely agree with one aspect of this. Though, I'm speaking in terms of when the person is speaking in correct context; I don't think the term "liberal" is so much of an overused buzz word - now, of course, I agree with you about "SJW" and "autistic" being overused, and incorrectly abused, buzz words - however, I think that the word "liberal" is just fine. I mean, though it's a bit ironic for me to defend, I'll explain the contrary as such: Many people do like to be outspoken and provide unto others their political stances. Now, yes, of course, plenty a time may one see political terms thrown about too loosely... But... at the same time, I would like to believe there ought to be as many people using them correctly. As y'all may know, if you know me, heh, I can be a tad blunt... and outspoken. But, I strive to be humble and respectful all in the same. (Sometimes I can be redundant, but... hey - I mean, it's just a part of me, you know; tradition...) Anywho, I would just like to say that, I think it can be a good thing, and hopefully respectfully so, to let unto others your honest opinions. So - I believe, when the context suits the word accordingly, it can be beneficial to provide one's own political stance. Despite this, I should say, sometimes one's political stance may not mirror one's lifestyle (and/or, social views, etc.). In the like, this is exactly my own case. I've grown to become a much better person after I left the comfort zone of my home; after going to college. Right now, I'm a sophomore (computer science major). Point is, I used to be, literally, a diehard. A diehard "rightie" conservative - both politically, and my social [lifestyle] views. But I'm not that way anymore. Graciously so, I can finally say I'm no longer a close-minded tool. You may say that I'd ought not be so hard on myself, but... I really was like that back before college. But upon coming into a completely different culture - upon going to college in a city an hour and a half away from home - I began to start realizing my negative twirks. Be it my contientiousness, or be it subconsious erosion via enviornment... I started to change. It took a while, but finally, one day, I had a big "ah-ha!" moment. I went to my dorm room to be alone with my thoughts. I looked upon all the things I used to stand for. I looked upon myself, and how others perceived me. Right then and there, I admittedly felt a bit of shame. I knew - I realized - that I was... well, I was kind of an arse. So I made a point to myself to layout all my beliefs, values, stances, etc... and put them on the table (metaphorically speaking). I then compared them to, well, to this basically whole new world I was [still am] living in. Some things... some things will never change. And I know that. But some things can; some things can change. Humbly, I have always known my foremost virute to be honesty. Obviously, I wouldn't, and don't want that to change... and much the same for my introversion. I mean, don't get me wrong, I know damn good and well I'm verbose. But, I'm introverted nonetheless. Now, this doesn't mean I cannot receive motivation from others - I can - it just means, the larger portion of my drive comes from the inside. Onto the next part of me... is something of a contradiction, really. It's tradition. I say that I've changed - I have, and I'll get to how so momentarily - but I am very tradition oriented. My core values are stuck in place... So how then, have I changed - and for the better? Admittedly so, I'm still basically on the "right" side of the political spectrum, which is why I think it's in correct usage when I say, I'm politically conservative (with a bit of newfound libertarian views mixed in). But, rather than being the same way socially, in terms of lifestyle... I've opened my mind. I no longer think disrespectfully towards those in opposition of my views. I moved past that shut-door phase that left me being nothing more than a naive fool. That being said, I know that I'm always going to have some bit of naivete in certain cases, but... my eyes and ears no longer turn the other way when something strikes against a chord that does follow my own in harmony. Because - maybe, just maybe... it's me who is out of tune. College definitely played a role in helping me, but I must not exclude another factor that helped me; in part, I owe a very honorable tip of the hat to... My Little Pony; Friendship is Magic. The show. The fandom. YOU guys 'n' gals... this site... We're like a family, you know. And aside from the here and there troubles and bickering (which, duh, that happens in families, too, lol), we really, really do owe it to each other to say thanks. I cannot say it with enough gratitude how much I am thankful for MLP, and all of you. So, here I am now. Changed... I may still be know for: traditionalism, redundancy, verbosity... honesty... And, really, those are probably good things, anyway. But, what I can now add to the list... I've become open-minded. So, if you've bared with me this long, heh... Let me now try to bring this all back into context of this thread. Unfortunately, I cannot falsely title myself a feminist. But, what I can say, is that I agree with a monstrous amount of the concepts within feminism. With a grain of salt, to be honest, modern feminism is quite much in the same with egalitarinism. But, of course, the key factor - in which I do ultimately agree with - that divides the two concepts is that, feminism (at least, the type in which this thread was created to discuss *nod and smile to @Jennabun*) sets forth to shine the light on how women still don't get equal treatment. I hear many neigh-sayers [hehe] try to say "but oh, things are much better now, and everyone [seems to be] treated all in the same" - alas, this is untrue. Bare with me, those of you who're not-so computer-savvy - I would like to compare our society to the internet; the entirety of the web... You see, standard internet browsers (Internet Explorer, Firefox, Chrome, Opera, Safari, and a few othes), paired with standard interenet search engines (Google, Yahoo, Bing, Yandex, etc.), what you see is only the surface of the web. Think of the ocean, and how, only to a certain level does sunlight reach... then the rest (which is more than what does have light) of the abyss lay beneath... Any standard browser with any standard search engine will only see a fraction of the web. You see, this is due to page indexing. Only do we have links to sites that have been indexed by the bots used by the search engines. There is something further that remains unseen without special tools. It's called the Dark Net; also the Deep Web (or, you could switch the terms; Dark Web, Deep Net - doesn't matter really). One tool to dive into the abyss is called Tor - it is a browser that allows you to go to non-indexed pages of the web, only provided you have somehow acquired the links (the url/adresses) to the hidden pages. In the real world, we only see what we only see - which means there is always more than meets the eye. I gave that description of the Deep Web as a way to say, there are plenty of problems with women being mistreated, in multiple ways. It's just that, alot of it, if not most, goes unseen; behind closed doors, if I may. OR - if not, it goes ignored because people turn their cheeks because they don't want to get into other people's business. We have to break the[se] barriers. Now, of course, there are countless topics to discuss, but since I've already written a novel here, *eyeroll*, I'll just say in short that, feminism is about this focus - bringing light to the darkness that occurs with the mistreatment of people in society - both men and women - and that, despite the metaphorical Christian phrase I so believe in "turn the other cheek," the truth is, ignoring these problems is the biggest mistake, and is the worst thing one can do when some kind of mistreatment occurs within eye or earshot - plus, much the same for not trying to actually look for it. In conclusion of this here book of mine... There are connections in words many times taken for granted; remember "stop, look, and listen"? Eeyup. It goes hand in hand with this topic, no doubt. "Check your blindspots" when you go outside, because sometimes you might see something you wouldn't have otherwise seen - and that something could be someone... in need. In need of help. We all live together on this Earth; we'd ought to stop ignoring. We don't have to be active to not be passive - but in the least, what we need to be is... awake, alert, and aware. Your Honest Fellow, ~Miles

Well, I decided it was time for another picture... Yeah, I know, it's edited a bit, but y'know, it looks good, least I hope so --- Hehehe... Eeyup... Gotta love that Ford cap and my country-boy plaid/flannel button-down ...