Thank you Halo Reach Forge

{ October 5, 2010 @ 12:27 AM } · { Uncategorized }
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So I’ve been playing Halo Reach for about a week now and got bored already. Halo hasn’t held my interest since 2 because they didn’t change anything. With multiplayer being boring unless I got someone next to me to talk to I’ve decided to try out the new Forge.

Forge is a lot better this time around with the ability to place an object wherever you want without glitching the system. And because of all the new toys Bungie has added, it’s stricken the map editor in me. I now have a desire to make maps but with Halo not having an ability to play them with strangers, I have to find another way to sate him.

So, with Halo doing what it does, I now have to reinstall UT2004 to make a map. The only problem is that I don’t think anyone even plays it anymore and I have to remember how to do everything. Why UT2004 though? Because the UT Editor is way better than Halo’s Forge and UT 2007 (or UT3) is a piece of crap.

Just cause I can, I’ll tell you why. UT3 is shit because there is no double jump or side dodge jump so you can’t make training ground levels anymore and it’s harder to dodge stuff and move around the map. Also, the hoverboard is stupid.

So…I’ll be around… still doing random crap because I have no direction. Have fun guys.

Ah, blogs….

{ September 19, 2010 @ 11:47 PM } · { Uncategorized }
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I completely forgot why I did this in the first place but now I figure I can rant about whatever I want without having to search Google for the best place to make a comment.

So, I finally got around to start watching seitokai no Ichizon after finishing the newest seitokai anime. The first thing I’ve noticed is that each character resembles another from a different anime. The prez is the girl from the end of Lucky Star and the sister of the blonde haired one is from the anime where the girl says “Die Twice!!” I can’t seem to recall the name…Mayoi Neko Overrun! That’s it!

The rest bear some resemblance as well but I haven’t placed them yet. Well, with all the animes I’ve watched it’s hard to remember.

All I gotta do now is figure out how to stop watching anime and start looking for another job… I’ve been bumming since March…

Okay…I just got another one… The blonde is similar to the blonde from the show where she is terminally ill….. Air!

Aha! Chisuru (i think…the dark haired one that likes master/slave relationships) is pretty much every single dark-plot making girl in an anime. At first I thought of the aunt from Love Hina but I think the teacher follows that more… I can’t quite get a clear view of the girl she resembles the most but that’s as good as I can get for now. Aaaaahhh! It’s right there! Screw it, I’ll just finished what I wanna say about it.

Speaking of the teacher though, she’s like the aunt from Love Hina and the manager of that store from the show where the opening goes “Someone! One! One! Someone! One One!” put together (Working!!! that’s the name). The guy kinda reminds me of Kon from Haruhi Suzumiya but more….fun. The popularity contest the show was talking about seems like a metaphor for all the anime characters and the 4 best became the members of the council. And then Kon showed up… I like it though, it’s like every anime I’ve seen all balled up into one with references to every single one. Finally, a show where I can get the jokes! HAHAHA!

Ok…that’s enough….I’ll go serious later…

Disappearing Act

{ March 4, 2010 @ 4:44 PM } · { Uncategorized }
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Wow, I didn’t think I could keep up doing the blog thing but I only lasted a week before my attention went elsewhere? Jeez, now I feel like an ADD kid. Anyway, the time I was gone was spent finishing my job, doing nothing, and then getting another job at twice the pay rate.

I’ve never had something like $20/hr before.  I feel kinda…rich. Every week I get like, $600, to do whatever I want with.  Considering I only have about $600 worth of bills a month… that leaves me with one hell of a cash flow. But enough about that, let me get back to my topic.

You ever have someone just disappear on you and a few months/years later they call you up and see how you been? No? Huh, must be just me then. I’m the friend that doesn’t know how to be one. Unless you call me, I don’t ever talk to or go near your house. I try to be the guy you can always come to for help, regardless of the time, but it seems even friendship is a temporary interest to me. What was that syndrome that described me perfectly…..bah, I’ll just say socially inept describes me. It kinda sounded like psycho-something…not sure…

I’ll get back into this if I find something to talk about, for now I’ll just leave you with some things I’ve grown to follow. FUCK OBAMA! Stupid health care reform and renewing of the Patriot Act…

“I’m that guy. You know, the guy that everyone hates for one reason or another.” (by that I mean, the guy that stands around in the no standing zone or the guy that you yell at on Xbox Live because he’s trying to use logic.)

Economy

{ August 29, 2009 @ 7:32 PM } · { Uncategorized }
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I remember when…

That used to be the start of some great stories from grandparents, most of which involved the price of things. Now I seem to be repeating those words when I’m not even a parent yet.

Ever had a grandparent talk about how 5 cents would get you a bottle of soda and a candy bar with change to spare? Or how you could fill the gas tank of your car for about 40 cents? I’ve already started talking like that. “Oh, I remember when it was 87 cents a gallon.”

Now it seems like what used to be great stories to tell your grandkids is now just “what happens.” I would love to see prices go back down, but the only way that would happen is if the government did some serious overhauling. I can dream can’t I?

No link or quote today. Can’t think of any.

Doctor’s offices

{ August 28, 2009 @ 5:25 PM } · { Uncategorized }
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Man, I don’t want to type anymore but I must.

I was at the doctor’s office with my mom the other day and I decided to actually look at the other people so I have something to talk about. While my mom goes off to do her checkup, here’s the people I saw.

The Herder: Ever seen those people that just herd their parents around like cattle? There was a woman here who decided it was better to talk on the phone then her own parents. Of course you couldn’t tell she was on the phone cause her hair covered up the bluetooth. I think it’s pretty sad when someone takes their parents to the doctor and instead of talking with them and the doctor, they act like it’s an annoyance. Not once did she talk to them; she just herded them back to the waiting room and then out the door.

The Brat: There was a mother and her two children that came in while I was waiting. At one point, she shows her daughter a card that could be used to get some money off shoes or something. When the woman asked her kid to give the card back so she could hold onto it, the kid jerks it away and shakes her head. I dunno about you, but I woulda gotten yelled at for acting like that; instead, the woman just shrugs it off and goes to the waiting room. It would have been nice if the kid had just said, “I’ll hold onto it, I’d like to show you I can be responsible.” I wish parents would teach their kids to show them respect at least…

There was a few more but not really all that interesting. Oh, and I found out that I can make posts and then have them published later. I may just make a lot of posts when I feel typey and make a buffer. Now for the quote, which came from my father when talking about cell phones and messages:

“You done spent the dime, so use the time”

Family

{ August 26, 2009 @ 6:53 PM } · { Personal History }
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I made cookies!

Yes, I know I just finished making a post; but it was so random that I figured I should at least make a good post to go with it.

My family is awesome. In reference to the first sentence, we can all cook. But each of us has our own specialty. I can bake, my brother can fry, and my oldest brother can grill. Put us together and we’d make one hell of a restaurant. Of course, my mom and grandma can cook damn well everything.

That’s what’s great about living in the country; all of us are raised with really good food and a love of cooking. Everything about living in the country is great: there’s no popularity contests, everyone is friendly, noone bitches if you smell particularly uncouth because you’ve been working outside all day, and we can throw one hell of a party because we have yards.

The town I live it shows up as a tiny dot on a map so no city-folk can complain about the smell when they drive by. Hell, by the time you realize you’ve entered our town, you’ve driven by it.

No special saying now, cause I already gave you one. Thanks for tuning in.

Multiple random subjects

{ August 26, 2009 @ 5:52 PM } · { Uncategorized }
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I have many things to say, and rather than make a bunch of posts, I figured you all know how to use ctrl+f. Let’s begin.

First, I finished reading all of Violent Acres’ posts. I must say that if I ever met her in person, I have to shake her hand. She’s pointed out many things and helped me get a basis on a few others (particularly the child abuse). It’s interesting to know that there’s someone else out there that’s pretty damn hard to offend. Hell, her brother sounds like a good guy to hang out with too.

Secondly, it’s pretty damned impossible for me to have a good conversation. Most of the time, I’m stuck in conversations about sex or how that person’s day has been. Noone wants to talk about politics, religion, or any of the other millions of things that need pointed out. I must say that I hate sex jokes or sex conversations. Has anyone else bothered maturing since 15?

Third: (I had to continue writing before I could remember the third point I wanted to make. I should really jot down some notes while at work so I can remember better.) I’ve been working on making stories since I was 14. The sad part is, I keep letting my ideas stagnate until it’s 7 years later and I haven’t done a damned thing with them.

Fourth: latest game. Yeah, I’m fucking random. I’ve been playing Luminous Arc 2 and have nearly beat it the second time. I thought I could do the hot springs things but apparently you gotta be a level 60-70 to do it without cussing out the DS. Also, I hate Fatima’s ending.

Fifth: Guitars. I just got a 1 year subscription to Guitar Player from Rock House Method. Apparently I’ve been a good customer and it’s my gift, even though I haven’t been to their website in a year. I picked up guitar playing about a year and a half ago, but I’m not all that good with juggling guitars, video games, anime, and various other projects so my guitars have been sitting in a corner for a while.

Uh, last thing I’d like to say is, “Thanks airaisane that commented. I feel better knowing I’m not talking to an endless void.” Yeah, I should just make my own comments on the subject that someone else covered. I don’t know why I feel the need to stop myself. Maybe the redundency does it.

Told you my post would be random. As soon as I got something good to say, I’ll actually post something outside of the “Uncategorized” category. Time for some random saying/link:

“You didn’t steal me take that.” I said that to my step-sister and she’ll never let me live it down.

Thoughts

{ August 25, 2009 @ 7:39 PM } · { Uncategorized }
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When I was a kid, I always had something running through my mind. Constantly, I’d be thinking of what to do or why something worked. Now that I’m older, I find myself without anything to think about, or even write about for that matter. Normally, I’ll just stare blankly at air and, somehow, people ask me what I’m thinking about. Every time they ask, I have nothing to say; but when I am thinking of something, nobody asks what I’m thinking of. Hell, even when I do get something to think about, I can’t write it down or talk to anyone cause I’m at work.

Speaking of, why is it that your greatest ideas come when you are either at work or trying to sleep? The sleep part is easy; apparently, your mind has a better time thinking while lying down. So the only real question is why it happens at work.

I’m still reading through Violent Acre’s posts; i’m somewhere around August of 2007. It’s kinda sad though that everytime I have an idea, it’s when I’m reading them; yet I don’t what to just make a counter post on what she writes about all the time. This leaves me with just about nothing to write about in here. I’ve got a millions things to say but nothing stands out.

Guess I’ll just wait for a good idea. It’s not like I can talk about my day. Who wants to read about how I got up, went to work, came home, and went to bed? That’s how all my days go…

Link of randomness: www.songstowearpantsto.com for a good laugh.

Choices and cliches

{ August 23, 2009 @ 7:48 PM } · { Uncategorized }
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Now that I have somewhere to write, I seem to making a lot of posts. Since this is a weekend, I think I’m allowed to waste as much time as I want.

I was reading more of Violent Acres and came across  one of her posts about choices being choking. Personally, I have no problem with choices. I don’t choose what I wear cause I don’t give a shit what I look like. I don’t choose what I eat cause I always just eat whatever is fastest to prepare. I guess since I’m young, choices aren’t a big deal to me. I live my life on instant thought really; if I think about it, I do it. Whatever happens after that choice is of no concern of mine because I’ll just choose the first thing I can think of to solve the problem that occurs. If you’re interested, the post is http://www.violentacres.com/archives/335/too-much-choice-is-pure-hell.

Another post of hers mentioned cliches. I’m not going to say what URL that post is cause I’ve been wanting to talk about them for quite some time and she only briefly mentioned it. Cliches are necessary. I get annoyed at people when they say “that’s cliche, do something original.” Has anyone ever thought that maybe it’s cliche because it works? Cliches are fun and, although repetitive, allows for an easy topic. Instead of trying to show an audience a whole new topic and describing it, you can use the cliche and skip all that and still have a good story. I can watch 100 shows that have the same basic concept, and while other people will complain about it being cliche, I will enjoy the story. Each one of them will have it’s own variation.

Just my two cents

Concerts

{ August 23, 2009 @ 11:24 AM } · { Uncategorized }
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Maybe I’m wired wrong, but I don’t see the appeal in concerts. I just went to Crue Fest and I could have had more fun sitting at home playing games or surfing the web. I shall now document the events of last evening.

First thing I noticed is concert stands are way too damn expensive. I came with 10 bucks and learned that nachos were 7 bucks! Burgers for 6? WATER at 4? Jesus, what are they thinking? And not allowing you to bring your own food and water proves they just want your entire paycheck. Oh, don’t think I have mentioned this yet, but I hate beer; it’s one of the most disgusting drinks I’ve ever come across. How anyone can drink bitter lemon juice is beyond me; but, for the sake of completion, beer was $11. I could have bought 5 times as much with the same money! And they were also selling Dominoes personal pan pizzas for $11; you could buy them for $5 if you went yourself.

First band that played was alright; never heard of them before though, so I can’t remember their name. The second band, Drowning Pool, was good; but I’ve heard their songs so much I was bored. When the third band came out, Theory of a DeadMan, I was enjoying it. Their music is more my kind, but everyone around me were pretty much booing them! Show some fucking respect to the guys at least. If you would rather listen to metal than rock then shut up and go somewhere else til Godsmack came on.

Speaking of which, when Godsmack came on, the stands were packed. It’s like everyone waited til the end of the concert to show up because they hated the other bands. Not that I mind, you can do whatever you want, but to see the stands go from half full to packed out the ass was an interesting sight. I didn’t know who Godsmack was really; I mean, I listen to their songs all the time but I didn’t know how they acted on stage. They really put on a show.

And finally, Motley Crue. Fuck Motley Crue. I’ve heard of them and figured they were a really good band from the 80′s but then they fucking sang. DEAR GOD THE SINGING! Why must the singer sound like he cut off his own balls? I had to get the fuck outta there before my ears bled. If they had a different singer, I might have been more impressed but maybe that’s part of the thrill from back in the 80′s. They can also put on a show, but it seems like they were trying to blind their audience too (every 5 seconds the floodlights would flicker towards us). Their bass was insane; even from the back end of the stands, I could feel the bass throughout my body. Right before I couldn’t stand it anymore and walked out, I was listening to the guitar. The guy can play a guitar, but during the intermissions when they were setting things up for the next set, it sounded like he was trying to break the strings (there was pretty well to no harmony at all).

Even with all the bands I didn’t once stand up and dance around. I hate the idea of dancing in public; I look like an idiot but everyone else does too so that doesn’t seem to be a problem. Mainly, I’m just too self conscious to enjoy a concert. Oh yeah, and I gave the singer of Motley Crue a nickname, Rat Boy; he sounds like a fucking rat in a cartoon show.

Because I hate high pitched singing

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