刚刚看完22分钟的星际争霸2的视频，展示了好几个神族的新兵种，very cool，不愧是暴雪呀。母舰好牛呀，一定要造一艘玩玩。似乎游戏刚刚开始开发，引擎做好了，可人族和虫族还没开始研发新兵种，期待下一个关于人虫的视频。视频最后是神族和人族的大血拼，场面不错，喜欢结尾，世界都清静了。。。可以去官方网站看预告和下载视频清晰版 http://www.starcraft2.com/

 

等出版了，一定要买套正版支持一下。。。

  

三天的trip还是很high的，沿途开车，唱歌喝酒，不亦乐乎？千岛湖景色瑰丽，大瀑布惊心动魄，同时暴露了某jpyywsn的本性，过两天上pp

 

PS. 恭喜老友xuxu被拒7次后，第八次签证终于通过，虽然被check。期待早日在加州相会喝酒:)

 

照片太多，直接上传到了google，点下面链接

 

那几张夜景照用Cannon SD600 1秒曝光时间在没有三角架的情况下照的。对比我照的别人和别人照的我，再次证明了照相技术好只能爽到别人，爽不到自己。。。

毕业的那篇关键杂志论文已经基本定稿，下周就能寄出。做了半年的project终于也结束了，拿到最后一张check。这周平均每天睡5个小时。今晚难得的闲，开始为明天的trip做准备，可以睡个好觉了。在去加州前，抓紧把东岸的千岛湖和大瀑布玩了，这个周末3天，一共要开1400英里。回来了上照片。。。

刚刚下了Linkin Park的新专集，久违四年的Minutes to Midnight。很喜欢这首比较安静的慢节奏的rap，一首反伊战的歌曲，颇有意义。HipHop不全是黑人音乐，不全是骂脏话，也可以有深度。点下边可以放。

   
Linkin Park Hands Held High MorrisVideos

 

忍不住想翻译其中两段歌词，翻的不好大家别笑

 

When you can't put gas in your tank.    当你（因为没钱）不能给车加油的时候，
These fuckers are laughing their way    这些傻X富人却一路笑着去银行取钱（来花天酒地），
to the bank and cashing their check
asking you to have compassion and to have some respect.  却要你有热情（去为国献身），要尊敬他们

For a leader so nervous in an obvious way  作为一个明显十分紧张的领导者（小布什）
Stuttering and mumbling
for nightly news to replay                         每晚在晚间新闻重复地结结巴巴唧唧呜呜
and the rest of the world
watching at the end of the day
in the living room laughing                       全世界都在（客厅）嘲笑道

like what did he say?                                "他tmd在说什么？"

Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen.         阿门，阿门。。。

......

 

It's ironic.                                                           太讽刺了！
At times like this you pray,                                   像这种时候你应该祈祷
But a bomb blew the mosque up yesterday.           但是清真寺昨天被炸了（所以没地方祈祷了）
There's bombs in the buses, bikes, roads,              公共汽车上，自行车上，路上，
inside your markets,your shops, your coves,           市场里，商店里，海湾里都有炸弹
My dad, he's got a lot of fear I know                       我的父亲，我知道他很害怕
but enough pride inside not to let that show.           但是他内心的骄傲不让（害怕）流露
My brother had a book he would hold with pride       我的兄弟有本令他骄傲的书
A little red cover with a broken spine.                      红色的封面，残破的书脊
In the back he hand wrote a quote inside,                他手写了一句引言在背面
when the rich wage war, it's the poor who die.          "当富人资助战争，只有穷人去送死了"

Meanwhile, the leader just talks away                       同时，领导人（布什）只在说废话
Stuttering and mumbling                                        
for nightly news to replay                                        在晚间新闻重复地结结巴巴唧唧呜呜
and the rest of the world
watching at the end of the day                                全世界都在害怕而生气地看着
both scared and angry
like what did he say?                                               "他tmd在说什么？！！"
Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen.                          阿门，阿门。。。

全歌词:

 

Turn my mic up louder,
I got to say somethin.
Light weight step it aside,
when we comin.
Feel it in your chest,
the syllables get pumpin.
People on the street,
they panic and start running.
Words on loose leaf,
sheet complete coming.
I jump on my mind,
I summon the rhyme of dumping.
Feeling the blind,
I promise to let the sun in.
Sick of the dark ways,
we march to the drumming.
Jump when they tell us
they want to see jumping.
Fuck that, I want to
see some fist pumping.
Risk something.
Take back what's yours
Say something that you know
they might attack you for
cause I'm sick of being treated
like I have before.
Like a stupid standing for
what I'm standing for.
Like this war is really just
a different brand of war.
Like a dozen catered rich
and an abandoned poor.
Like they understand you
in the back of the jet,
When you can't put gas in your tank.
These fuckers are laughing their way
to the bank and cashing their check
asking you to have compassion and to have some respect.

For a leader so nervous
in an obvious way 

Stuttering and mumbling
for nightly news to replay
and the rest of the world
watching at the end of the day
in the living room laughing
like what did he say?

Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen

In my living room watching,
But I am not laughing.
'Cause when it gets tense,
I know what might happen.
The world is cold,
The bold men take action.
Have to react,
To getting blown into fractions.

10 years old is something to see,
Another kid my age drugged under a G,
Taking about and found later under a tree,
I wonder if he thought the next one could be me.
Do you see?
The soldiers that are out today.
That brush the dust with bulletproof vests away.
It's ironic.
At times like this you pray,
But a bomb blew the mosque up yesterday.
There's bombs in the buses, bikes, roads,
inside your markets,your shops, your coves,
My dad, he's got a lot of fear I know
but enough pride inside not to let that show.
My brother had a book he would hold with pride
A little red cover with a broken spine.
In the back he hand wrote a quote inside,
when the rich wage war, it's the poor who die.

Meanwhile, the leader just talks away
Stuttering and mumbling
for nightly news to replay
and the rest of the world
watching at the end of the day
both scared and angry
like what did he say?

Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen.

With Hands Held High
into a sky so blue
the ocean opens up
to swallow you. (x6)