Awesome blossom, these threads are always so fun to go through. Badass desktops rank pretty high up there on the list unnecessary-but-awesome indulgences. Yes, desktops are truly reliable instigators of human effort, and bring out the best in us all. But much to my dismay, I find myself sitting here in a conflicted state behind my keyboard. I dearly want to claim its supremacy, but I don't feel confident asserting mine as the "Most Awesome Desktop Ever in the Universe and Its Speculated Companion Systems of the Speculated Multiverse." For all of my few and far between character faults, I know better than to make such brazen declarations. After years of amassing wisdom and reflecting on past accomplishment, I understand that some things are inevitable. As fate has shown time and again, I'm destined to find a cooler background. And then I'll find something even cooler, and then something even cooler than that. After countless rounds of replacement, the mirth I currently feel at every boot up will be forever lost. I'll remember how much I enjoyed the days of old, but the emotional disconnect of time will taint my thoughts with bitterness. I'll be all, "Oh I remember that one! I loved that!" But not anymore. I won't
feel the love. And I'm very afraid to face myself on the day that I can't love this enticing desktop background that currently graces my laptop.
So I'll resist the urge to be excessively bold, and bump the title down a notch. Check out the Most Awesome Desktop Ever in the Universe as of 3:45ish am CST on January 26, 2010, amirite?
It just oozes everything that's right in the world... the intrinsic humor of an angry person, the coolness of snazzy florescent stuff, and genius executed through simplicity, all gift-wrapped up in a solid reference to quality television. I look at Err and can't help but feel hope... hope for myself, my friends, and humanity as a whole. Hell, even for Kanye West, except that's more along the lines of wishing he could die a quick merciful death, so long as it happens soon (he's like the epitome of hopelessness, that assclown traded the "redemptive potential" part of his soul waaaaay back, probably for a pair of retarded looking sunglasses).
EDITed to swap out a screenshot with one that wouldn't stretch width, my bad if I ruined anybody's day during the short time I let this post and stink while before editing this. I guess since I'm already editing, I may as well summarize my shit for anyone who cares.
Aside from the basic windows shit, Morrowind is the only game I have installed on my laptop. Because it sucks, real bad (the laptop, Morrowind kicks ass). "Dick Splorer" is... well, for shits and giggles. I stopped using IE as my browser long ago, but I always made the icon title something silly, "$Texas Explorer$" being my historical favorite. The five upper right folders are for my absolute favorite electronica songs that I've picked out for mixing purposes. I copy the individual files from their main release, paste them into one of my 33 subgenre folders (which are all emminently distinguishable, believe it or not), tidy the file information, and then periodically pluck and add songs when I'm feeling like dedicating the time. It's tedious work for sure, but the effort makes everything after that hella easy. Not to mention it forces me to really really pay attention to the shit I'm listening to. The bottom right items are mostly for for finding/playing/converting music, plus Firefox and my folder for internet pix. My Pimp Ass Computer should be obvious...
