I stumbled upon this Facebooking. It’s just too awesome not to share here.
Zomg I didn’t know you could beatbox with a freaking flute!!
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TrackbackEver browse through your favourites/bookmarks in Internet Explorer or Firefox and notice the multitude of icons next to the links peeping at you? Watching your every move? Ready to pounce… and kill?
Notice the icons that appear next to your address bar (for you noobs, it’s where the http:// thing is, near the top of the screen)? Notice how they’re also waiting to pounce… and kill?
Well I noticed, and I decided that The Republic of Awesome needs one to pounce and kill as well!
Thus, here’s a quick tutorial on how to iconize your site!
What you need:
First, fire up your Photoshop (or other editor) and open the image you want to use as your icon.
The Republic of Awesome’s national plant, Cannabis Sativa
Puny-nize the image by resizing it to 16×16 or 32×32 - both will work.
Save the image.
Next you have to convert the image into a .ico file. There are a few ways to do this:
My way is to use an online .ico converter. I’m just way too lazy to go through all the trouble of searching online and pirating some software or Photoshop plugin.
This is the site I used: Real World Graphics
By default this site saves the file as favicon.ico.
This is because website icons are known as favicons. The etymology of this is….
FAVourite ICOns
…derived from IE’s Favourites (Bookmarks for us Mozilla users). I know, it’s fucking lame.
The lame ass who came up with the name.
After you have your .ico file ready, upload it to the interwebs! It doesn’t really matter where you upload it to, but I believe you’d have less trouble if it’s in the main folder of your site. (Eg: http://republicofawesome.com/)
Next you have to code your site to recognise the icon. Here’s how to do it for a Wordpress based site:
All you have to do is to add the following piece of code:
<link rel=”shortcut icon” href=”http://[yoursiteURL]/favicon.ico”>
(Don’t forget to replace [yoursiteURL] with your own url. Please, too much stupidity is only harmful.)
The <link> function is usually squeezed between the <head> tags of your site’s html.
For Wordpress, go to your admin control panel. Under Appearance>Editor, you have the following choices:
Most guides I read online say to stash the code in index.php.
However, me being the wise-ass that I am decided to tell them to fuck off and I stuck it where the sun don’t shine - in header.php.
I prefer header.php since it’s where all the other <link> functions are, thus it’s a little more organised. It’s your personal choice where to stick it though.
When you’re done, close your browser and restart it. You should now have the icon in your address bar and in your bookmarks/favourites if you’ve saved your site’s link.
Same as above. However your site might not have header.php so just code it into your main page.
The main page is by convention named either ‘default’ or ‘index’ and can be .php, .html, or .cgi. Go find it yourself. I’m not your fucking nanny.
Generally you’re forced to use the host’s default icon. With Livejournal it’s that pencil thing. Blogspot users have that fugly Orange ‘B’.
‘B’ is for ‘Bollocks’ or ‘Berapa’ as in ‘Satu kali BERAPA??’
Apparently it was possible to use favicons on older versions of Blogger. The newest however does not allow you to use favicons. Or so I read.
You can try anyway:
Go to the Blogger admin control panel and edit your blog’s appearance. Under ‘Layout’ go to ‘Edit HTML’. Paste the above code between you <head> tags.
Edit: I tried this with a Blogger account. It don’t work, sorry. The motherfucker just deletes the code after you save it.
You can use an animated icon instead. All you need is a .gif animator. Here’s how:
<link rel=”shortcut icon” href=”http://[yoursiteURL]/image.gif” type=”image/gif”>
That just about covers everything you need to know about iconing your website. I hope this was useful to you.
Comments rss TrackbackOk severe lack of posts - sorrie!
I have a tendency to write a post halfway and then abandon it - there are 5 half finished drafts as it is sitting in my Wordpress.
Plus exams are coming up so I’m kind of tied up right now.
A’ight anyway… I stumbled upon this massive subwoofer test on Youtube. Seeing as I have a decent 75W subwoofer sitting under my table, I decided to blast it.
Goddamn, my whole damn room is vibrating now. I swear if I keep this up my internal organs are going to rupture and I’ll die of internal haemorrhage.
Death by bass. Fucking awesome.
WARNING: Very powderfool bass tracks. Will cause massive damage if you have a powerful subwoofer with the volume turned up.
Comments rss TrackbackI’m 21!
21 is a major milestone in one’s life.
No not because it’s a great achievement to have survived that long (unless you live in some wartorn country as a child soldier). Rather, 21 brings with it several new rights within the legal structure of civilized society.
For instance, I can now vote for Najis Razak in 2012 if I so wish to.
Aside from voting, I can do all the “adult” stuff like going into adult stores, visiting adult entertainment establishments, watching adult movies, and attempting to act like an adult.
However I have given up hope on the last one.
Gambling is another activity I can legally take up. The casinos at Genting and the upcoming Integrated Resort can now take my money through games of chance designed to always produce a house advantage. Singapore Pools is another great way to while away my Sunday afternoons - queuing up with aunties and uncles to donate to the lottery.
I also have the full legal capacity to enter into business contracts. This is as 21 is the age of majority in most countries, and thus laws protecting minors from being frauded by unscrupulous contracts no longer apply to me.
Generally contracts made with minors are voidable to protect stupid naive kids from entering into unfair contracts. For example, I don’t think it’s entirely difficult to con a 5 year old kid into signing over any future daughter he may sire into prostitution for the price of a Pokemon card.
Damn I knew BSP1004 and that Ravi Chandran book would come in useful someday.
The implications of this is that I can now own a credit card. Credit card companies don’t like to give credit cards to minors. This is as thanks to that voidable contract thing, a kid can decide to void their contract with the company instead of repaying the mountain of debt they racked up buying Pokemon cards.
Not that I’ll be getting a card. It’s the gateway to massive adult lifetime debt.
Sure it’s useful for those major purchases. However, more likely than not you’re going to splurge oodles of money on some random junk, justifying that you’d “earn it alll back later”. Not.
Plus, I’d probably blow my entire credit limit on internet porn, alcohol, and Pokemon cards (but not necessarily in that order).
Unbeatable Pokemon
Last but not least, I can get married.
Yes, I can finally settle down with the love of my life, raise 2.5 broodlings, fight once a week over house chores, have good make up sex for one night followed by the usual boring married sex thing, and maybe one day get divorced after the missus finds out I’ve been banging the house maid. Oh yeah baby, I can’t wait.
Comments rss TrackbackToday, Najib Tun Razak was sworn in as the new Prime Minister of Malaysia.
Special skill: Lvl 10 pedo smile
Najib is a fairly controversial figure in Malaysia. He was accused by blogger Raja Petra Kamarudin of being involved in the murder of Altantuya Shaariibuu, a hot chick from Mongolia.
Specifically, his wife Rosmah is accused of being present at the scene when Altantuya was murdered. Her motive?
According to speculation and a (retracted) testimonial from a certain Balasubramaniam, Najib had a good time pounding on Altantuya’s backdoor, pushing her stool in, and packing her shit up.
A key point in the Altantuya case is that her body was blown up by C4 explosives. C4 is military grade ordinance, so you can’t buy that shit from your local 7-11. It is thus speculated that Najib, being the Defense Minister at that time, could have supplied the military explosives to Altantuya’s murderers. Or at least, Rosmah could have pussy whipped her husband into getting her some of the boom-booms.
“KABOOM, MOTHERFUCKERS!”
But of course it’s all speculation and circumstantial evidence right?
Speculation by bloggers who give Najib humourous colloquial names like ‘Najis Lapsap’ (literally ‘excrement+garbage’), speculation by people with too much time on their hands, or speculation by people with political motives for defaming ol’ Najis Lapsap.
Surely, the Prime Minister of Malaysia cannot be…
…bomberman?
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