Behold to BSOD

I just found a neat screensaver about Blue Screen of Death. So when you left your laptop/computer without any activities for quite some time naturally it will have this screensaver to save some energy. If your operating system is Microsoft Windows, this cool cutie is really smart. It will act as if your computer crashed, showing the dreadful BSOD and restarted while, of course, your computer is perfectly OK although some unfortunate souls might going wanky and click the ‘restart’ button. Did that before with Mrs. Hudson – and I shouldn’t do that again or she’ll let me starve for 2 days – and I want to test it to Lestrade :D

Watson’s comment when I told him about this screensaver: “Oh. You just knew it?”

Watson. Party-pooper :|

Happy birthday good sir

I know that it’s really late but at least after you threw me from the cliff at Reichenbach Falls, it would make our positions square with this.

So yeah, happy belated birthday Sir Arthur Conan Doyle :P – May 22.

Thank God it was dark and I don't really have to touch that hissing thing...

Watson has grander title for it. 'The Speckled Band'.

Yeah, me myself a little bit against the title too. Not only that title could mislead some poor brains ('band' could be another thing that waaaay far from the real meaning in this case) but also Watson intended to act mysteriously. Hah. Like that will work.

So, I should say that in this case I found myself in quite amusing position where I met this lunatic doctor, a cheetah, a baboon, a snake, a doctor... Er. Wait.

Anyway, I'm glad that I didn't have to deal with the cheetah or the baboon -- hey, I'm a detective here. Not a zookeper. And yes, I'm glad that it was pitch dark -- um, not THAT pitch dark but at least I didn't have to look at the snake directly -- so all that I have to do was waving my stick to hit that slithering and hissing thing.

Tweet tweet!

Yes I'm tweeting! :D Watson told me about this. So it was during our breakfast when he looked at me over the newspaper and asked, "do you know Twitter?"

I told him that I never heard any guy named 'Twitter' and how funny that would be and I would love to see that guy and laugh at him in front of his face for having such funny name.

Then he told me about Twitter, the microblogging site.

I was like, "OH THAT TWITTER!" then "what is Twitter?" LMAO.

So yeah, I have Twitter there :D You could see it at the sidebar. Dunno about you but I think it would be great if everybody got their Twitter account so it might be that some bad guys have Twitter also and saying out loud their thoughts of crime at Twitter (ha ha, you wish.)

Speaking of bad guy, any possibilities that Moriarty might have Twitter ID too? :P

And why on Earth I got a thought of 'A Study in Scarlet'?

I'm back.

Okay okay, pretty sorry about the lag. You guys won't believe me about cases that I got. Some of them are big (albeit useless) and some of them are small but then it ended fantastically.

One, for example, is The Case of Missing Teapot - Anyway, your good doctor refused to write this up because it got something to do with him. He told me a thing called "keeping the good image" :P - that eventually ended as The Case of Missing 1000-Poundsterling Cat and What The Heck A Teapot Is Doing Here?

So, this 'A Study in Scarlet' case - and don't ask me "why scarlet? Why not black? Why not blue?" Because I'm T3H DETECTIVE you n00b - actually a simple one. Or not, according to Lestrade and Gregson. Heh XD

Watson is working on it now. He told me that he gonna publish it. Go read it when it's available at your nearest bookstore :D

Clarifications!!!!

You wouldn't believe what I found at the tea-table this morning.

A list. By Watson. About ME. Yikes, I thought I am living with a good doctor, not a bloody damn stalker! Should I put revolver under my pillow or contact the Yard that I have bloody Mr. Hyde here?

So, well, I jolt it down for you all to read and I will give you my PERSONAL opinions (in italic) about this. HAH.

SHERLOCK HOLMES -- his limits.

Oh, I will tell you what my LIMITS are awrite.

1. Knowledge of Literature. -- Nil.
   EXCUSE ME? I quoted Goethe for bloody sake!


2. Philosophy. -- Nil.
   Hey hey hey, I could tell you a thing or two about this...


3. Astronomy. -- Nil.
   Okay, that Solar thingamajik quite explained everything.


4. Politics. -- Feeble.
   I'll let Mycroft do the job regarding politics.


5. Botany. -- Variable. Well up in belladonna, opium, and poisons generally. Knows nothing of practical gardening.
   Because I haven't see any cases that connected to practical gardening, that's why.


6. Geology. -- Practical, but limited. Tells at a glance different soils from each other. After walks has shown me splashes upon his trousers, and told me by their colour and consistence in what part of London he had received them.
   And don't tell me that you weren't amazed at that time.


7. Chemistry. -- Profound.
   HAH!


8. Anatomy. -- Accurate, but unsystematic.
   The reason why I beat those cadavers at dissecting-room was because I wanted to see how far bruises could be produced after death...


9. Sensational Literature. -- Immense. He appears to know every detail of every horror perpetrated in the century.
   Hey, that's my expertise.


10. Plays the violin well.
    I could play Tchaikovsky. Care to listen?


11. Is an expert singlestick player, boxer, and swordsman.
    Which stated that don't mess with me you twit.


12. Has a good practical knowledge of British law.
    Of course!

It should be confirmed formally that I am a detective. A dead serious one.

A lady arrived at 221B. Asked me to solve a case about her missing poodle.

May I put a huge sign in front that says 'THIS IS NOT DOG POUND'?

I swear that I saw Watson nearly choked his tea and tried to hide his laugh. Too late man, I saw it. Yes, I saw it.

Don't you ask me who hide all your LEFT shoes tomorrow. Yes, all your LEFT shoes. You will be pwnd, n00b.