Magenta: not just for sissies anymore!

Ahhhh snow! Bringing my transit time to campus to a nice round half hour. It's a good thing i like the white stuff

/hums weird al
oh oh oh oh oh
oh oh oh oh
oh oh oh oh oh
THE WHITE STUFF

like a really shitty haiku isn't it?
Haikus must be really easy for Japanese people. What with their language being syllable based. Do english speakers have a form of poetry that easier for us do you think? Probably dirty limericks but that's not language based. Maybe that mishmash stuff like caroll's is the english languages preferred style. What with us making up words all the time.

on the subject of etymology, i learned where the color Magenta came from today. Apparently there was a battle between the Italians and the Austrians that was so violent and bloody that they named the color of the post-battle ground after the battle.

Magenta

and i used to think magenta was a sissy color. reddish-purple was always good enough for me. Hmmm magenta. Possibly my new favorite color.
/snicker
what do you think periwinkle is named for? Kinda sounds dirty don't it?
Among the other oddly named colors we find:
Amaranth
Bistre
Buff
Caput Mortuum
Celadon
Ecru
Gamboge
Hapsufa
Orellian
Razzmatazz
Wisteria and
Zinnwaldite

Two of these are not real colors. If you can tell me which ones, WITHOUT looking it up you win a cookie. A magenta cookie.

Heh heh heh

Yes it's long it's been almost a year

As the header may indicate it has been almost a year since i posted but by the gods what year. After a semester off, time spent working and playing the wild and ever delightful video game i discovered a neat decidedly useful fact about myne-self. I'm Diabetic.

WHEEEEE

so yes my life is over no more moon mist, no more candy canes and my doctor says i need to lose about 50 lbs. which struck me as ironic as HE looked like he could stand to lose a pant size... or 12. Maybe not ironic maybe hypocritical both probably. AT this point i would like to say a word of thanks to the show "scrubs" for it was their episode wherein turk finds out that HE is diabetic that got me to start thinking about going to see a doctor. SO yes i can now say with complete honesty that "scrubs" saved my life. almost makes me want to pay money for a season... almost.

Anyway around this time or maybe earlier, i think it was about march or april this happened, we get kicked out of our house. yes our landlord finally followed through on his threat/end around dickery and gave us the absolute MINIMUM amount of warning legally allowed in the state. So we had to find a new place. Lucky us my little kith-brother decided that as grad school loomed before him he should invest in the economy by buying a house. So we got one, with real live walls, roof and everything! Well insulated and fraught with happy it was. I am proud to say that i, master of men and mice, am this new house's longest term resident. (having moved in a full 2 days earlier than my fellows) So anyway the long moving of nearly EVERYTHING we own proceeded. stuff we didn't know we had/forgot existed. We're talking things that CHARLIE left (if you know know charlie you know what that means if not... why are you reading this?) But all sorts of fun and frivolity happened and then the amazing and unbelievable happened. I got my security deposit back! First time ever, i didn't think it was gonna happen but i am NOT complaining.

On the next front the war against the diabetes continued. Now it's not as bad as i made it out to be. I don't have full blown practically an insulin junkie type one diabetes but it ain't just pre-diabetes either (which is now apparently ALSO a disease)

I wonder if you can get pre-flu or pre-ebola?

anyway after purging my system or both carbs and sugars... ok at this point i need to set something straight. Diabetics no like-a da sugar the whole carb thing, which i may or may not ramble about is for the diet i'm on. While they DO have some effect on me (carbs) they're not bad for my malfunctioning pancreas. After the 2 week long purging i discover that yes these food DO have an effect on me. My fits of tiredness and apathy may at this point be largely attributed to sugar crashes and pancreatic skull-duggery.

what is duggery? is it digging in the skull?

but yes at first such delicacies as pizza and hamburgers were enough to send me to the aspirin bottle with a massive headache or my pillow for a nice long sugar coma. But i have TRIUMPHED! After much self sacrifice and much drinking of crap beer i am free! I have lost 40 lbs shocking the living crap out of my doctor and with that pizza and KBC beers stand before me. Sure i can't have potatoes, pasta or nearly ANYTHING with excessive sugar in it but I can have pizza, natures most perfect food.

let's see after that school started up again for me. Economics and History being the flavors of the semester. Those seem to be going quite well it was a nice surprise to actually be interested in my subjects again. Of course as the new-class smell wore off them they became less appealing but i will not be DENIED! None shall stand before DOOM! errr.. ME!

In more recent months i have subscribed to comics books (thor thunderbolts and runaways), been the best man for my best friend/ kith sister's wedding, discovered the godsend that is the audio book (makes my job seem to fly by), bought, in part, and xbox 360 (damn you fable 2 damn you to hell) and worked an 60 hour week (my co-working got sent to jail for 60 days for a B&E) and no that's not a bed and Eck-fist that's breaking and entering.

in the last week i have had two exams, read almost every comic book containing my favorite character (dr doom) and NOT voted for anyone in the presidential election.
Democracy is a load of crap and that's all i have to say about that.

Currently i am typing my first blog in more than 11 months.

Later i will call someone and wish them happy b-day.

and that's you're year long up date i know it's long and if you know me it's nothing new but there it is.

happy armistice day. (because armistice is a MUCH cooler word than veteran)

Look what I did

so i thought to meself maybe I could draw something. Why this occurred to me is now lost int he mist of my frontal lobe.

but here it is.



hope you enjoy

Love in 256 colors

I made a discovery about myself recently. Not a super surprising or life altering one. But a significant one none the less. No matter how old i get or how many other games i play, the first game i every played on a computer is still my favorite. How lame is that? I've been exposed to other more popular, better rendered games. Guitar hero, halo, Starcraft, the sims, final fantasy, Mario even. Quest for Glory is still the most powerful, the most iconic and best game ever. I wonder how it would hold up for other people. Would they think it sucks? Is it simply my nostalgia that makes me love it so? I don't know. I hope not.

For those of you who don't know and thats probably all of you. Quest for Glory is a series of games made by Sierra. Now I'm talkin old school Sierra, not we've sold out and made empire earth Sierra. This is the game company that brought you such classics as Leisure suit larry, King's quest, Police quest and the gabriel knight series. We're talkin CLASSIC ega/vga games here. Hell the 2nd quest for glory is still TEXT based (they remade the first one).

I think maybe it's the story that gets me. Guy comes out of nowhere, fights the bad guys, fulfills the prophecy, saves the kingdom. Typical story yes, but it was the first time that i'd ever heard it (i got it for my b-day in '92 that makes me 9). I just can't figure out WHY it's so awesome. I mean the series DOES have it's weak points. The third game is kinda lame (by comparison) the 4th game is buggy as all hell (and yet maybe the most awesome of the 5) and the 5th one was made ONLY because they realized they were gonna have a riot on their hands if they didn't do it. Their heart really wasn't in it at the end, and you can tell. BUT STILL FREAKING AMAZING.

Maybe i love it so much cause it's so simple and iconic, kinda the same reason i love the dark tower series so much. Or maybe i really like it cause its everything i wish the world was. Simple, classic, magical. When the bad guy approaches the fight music begins to play, you hit him with your sword, he falls down. Need to solve the unsolvable mystic problem? Don't worry we make a potion for that. Where is my dragon to fight. Where's the goblin nest to clear out. Where's the seedy tavern filled with wizards and hooligans? Where's the poster board with messages like "500 gold pieces and title of hero of the realm to whomsoever banishes the evil Baba Yaga from the land." Where in the hell is the GODSCUSSED magic?

Long Story short, Quest for Glory ruined my life. It made me want what i can never have. So here i am stuck in this banal, washed out, dreg of an existence with only a tiny window into the world that stole my imagination, many hours of my life and my heart.

And yet i still love it.
When i'm done typing this i'll probably go back and play some more. Cause it's never the same as the first time, but it feels pretty damn good anyway.

cause that's love.

Pizza powered EYE-BEAMS of the soul

So what is it about free food that makes it taste so good? I ask because i just recently came into 3 free pizzas (cheese only but ill get to that) and their deliciousness doesn't seem to correspond with what a normal 5$ pizza should be. Is it a quasi-conservation of energy thing? Wherein free food (in this case energy) enters the equation without causing loss somewhere else? Thus breaking the the laws of physics. Like a Superpower! Thats IT! Free food is the equivalent of eye-beams!

Explanation: Around these parts we decided that if it doesn't break a law of physics then it isn't a super-power. As such any super power should be usable as a source for a perpetual motion machine. We had great fun testing a physics PhD student on the just how to go about making perpetual motion machines out of very strange super-powers. Turning things yellow, phase shifting, and the ability to teleport random barnyard animals all these and more create energy from nothing and thus can power perpetual motion machines. We actually decided that superman's time would have been better spend pushing a giant turbine at mach 3 for 8 hours a day. Thus solving the world's energy problems and freeing up more people and eventually robots to fight something on the order of a thousand times the amount of crime that he's capable of handling. But lets not get started on that underwear-outside-my-pants poncy twit.

But food, to me at least, has always tasted better when it is made with soul. Stupid and hokey sounding i know but here me out. Food from some pre-packaged soulless institution like applebee's will always be a distant second behind some dingy beat up home-style cooking place. And I'm not just saying that cause i work at one. A corner pub always trumps a franchise any day.

And now i sound like a hippy or something. Maybe this is better; free pizza is good but is always ALWAYS trumped by free food cooked my your mum, or dad and the case may be. Is that a matter of perception? Is that because sense-memory brings back your childhood when you eat parental food? A little, yes but there's more. Free food from OTHER peoples parents tastes great too, far better than free domino pizza. Unless of course your parents don't love you. Thats the final test i suppose. If free pizza beats home cooked meal your parents don't really love you. They just fake it for appearances.

This uplifting though has been brought ot you by barbarian INC. "Our food kicks ass"

Subtlety For Dummies

So the question is "when you make a lame joke and she laughs at it, does it mean she likes you?" I'm a bit out of practice at this considering i haven't had a real date since '01 (pronounced aught one) Is this one of those subtle chick things that i'm supposed to pick up on? Cause i never do. Why can't chicks be LESS tactful? I for one would appreciate it. I decided o those many years ago that i was going to let HER make the first move. Bugger traditionalism! Give me aggression! If she wants me to be Joe 1950's after that, fine! Ok maybe not FINE but at least then i would know what she expects. Not that this policy has been exceptionally effective mind you. What with A) me being something of an "acquired" taste for chicks and B) going to Michigan Tech land of the 5:1 ratio.

in other news:

i get Monday and Friday off from my psych class cause my prof is A) out of town and B) giving us an exam. So THATS nice.

i bought a new axe today at the walmart. Pretty stylish for 3$ plastic.

learned the name of the hardest exam ever. "The Putnam" Apparently getting 1% is amazing.

i have the plague it is not fun. but i have nyquill and IT is.

The 4F's of the ID-brain Fighting, Fleeing, Feeding and.... Mating

crushing your enemies seeing them driven before you and hearing the lamentation of their women, still what is best in life.

althought maybe that is why i haven't had a date in forever.

Let's Give'er another try shall we?

Everyone always says i should post. But when i go to do so it feels like i need to write something creative. Something awe-inspiring. At least something fairly odd. But usually nothing like that happens to me. I go to work, i go to class, i go to troupe, i go home. In there somewhere food, study and several trips to the bathroom happen. Not the best material for writing. Maybe i should set up some thingy on my computer that reminds me to blog. Or better yet something that makes stuff up and blogs it for me! I would be like an updated version of the computer program that would talk to you. If i could code maybe that would be a real possibility. Whatever.

So whats new and interesting?

I'm in a play. Called "Beyond Therapy" i play a overly macho therapist named Stuart. Apparently i was typecast for this role, so sayith my director at least. That'll be going up in Mid-November sometime.

One of the dishmen at Suomi (that's the breakfast food establishment where i work) decided to quit. Some personal conflict with one of the cooks. I don't know and i don't wanna know. "Let not the words or actions of fools dictate your own. Lest you be seen as one yourself." The practical outcome of this is that i work more shifts. My only real "day off" is now Saturday.

I saw my family on labor day. We did the bridge walk. I rented a car so that i could get there. Did you know that if you're under the age of 25 they charge you extra? What a crock of Bullshit. You know when you turn 21 you kinda say to yourself "finally it's over. theres nothing i can't do. I can drive smoke enlist drink buy lotto tickets and porn even!" but no. it's all a lie a friggen sham. I can be held legally accountable for my actions at 18 but apparently that's not good enough. Hell according to the the FAFSA people i can't be an independent (as in not my fathers dependent) till i am 24. Now I'm peeved.

anyway i saw my family got my bicycle which they brought up for me. So i could start using it to get to work faster ( resulting in an extra 15 minutes of sleep!) But like everything else on earth the bike decided that i should pay for this bonus... IN BLOOD. Apparently my handlebar stripped out. So at 735 as im going to work on the 2nd day i had the damned thing the handle bar flipped resulting in as power slide on pavement. But that's all past. New handle everything's fine, nothing is broken.

At this point i see that i have written wuite bit. This is, i believe, because i haven't posted in several months. I'll try to keep posting but dont expect this amount of volume per post ifn i post more frequently. Savvy?