Bah! H...appy Easter! Indeed, it is the season of rabbits that lay brown eggs and the time for copious consumption of chocolatey good. Though i'll never buy the Easter Hare dropping brown droppings of chocolate, which is perfectly healthy and good and delicious, for consumption by humans. Seems a bit tooo good to be true.
In any case (which is another of my favorite phrases if you have not noticed. But i hope you have.) Charles Dickens is a very good writer, even if he had a somewhat bad childhood. Wow, i have to many idols and maybe i'll write them down, just to be amazed at the list and to reminisce.
Besides all the writer-y goodness of Dickens, the Easter Show is near, and the advertisements are just as bad as i remember them; with live footage and an Easter Leveret. Though, this year it seems to be somewhat of an Easter Pig, much akin to a lot of people at this time.. (Oops)
I guess it's kinda of the next best silly season, after THE silly season, and for your trivia, i am not going to be doing much in this season of jovial stupidity and blissful ignorance.
Wishing you the most silly Easter you've ever had. And don't get gorged on chocolate...on second thoughts, who cares?
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
Monday, March 29, 2010
A rather eventful day
Indeed, rumor has it that I watched one of my favorite anime's of all time. It's great and epic and dramatic. I have no clue why the blend of 3D and 2D makes it "shit". To me, it makes it all the more dramatic. Even though it's the opening episodes, it still very good.
In any case, it's eventful because i don't know what to make of it. More work, more tests to bring an end to the madness, but other than that, a whole lot of chaos. More to add is that i'm forgetting my Clarinet lessons, even though it was only a whole 4 months ago! Madness i cry!
The Acquisitive Art Award which is also short for AAA which in turn is short for a day of anti discrimination is something which i refuse to lose, but will probably do so anyway. I have no idea what to draw, what to draw it on or what to create. At all. But it comes with a hefty $500 prize, so it's not all bad. Just lacking in bottled inspiration. (Which would sell for much more, i guarantee you)
I have come to realize that experience is just testing and making up your own way of doing things. It may not be the "traditional" way, but if it works, then you should probably use it.
For now, this is all i have, there is much work to be done, rumor has it. And i have no clue what to start on. Wishing you a wishless life.
In any case, it's eventful because i don't know what to make of it. More work, more tests to bring an end to the madness, but other than that, a whole lot of chaos. More to add is that i'm forgetting my Clarinet lessons, even though it was only a whole 4 months ago! Madness i cry!
The Acquisitive Art Award which is also short for AAA which in turn is short for a day of anti discrimination is something which i refuse to lose, but will probably do so anyway. I have no idea what to draw, what to draw it on or what to create. At all. But it comes with a hefty $500 prize, so it's not all bad. Just lacking in bottled inspiration. (Which would sell for much more, i guarantee you)
I have come to realize that experience is just testing and making up your own way of doing things. It may not be the "traditional" way, but if it works, then you should probably use it.
For now, this is all i have, there is much work to be done, rumor has it. And i have no clue what to start on. Wishing you a wishless life.
Saturday, March 27, 2010
Post of post-camp highlights (including a post)
Inspired by other people i have decided to write a post-camp post. The other reason is because this is easy and i don't have to unmuddle my train of thought to type it onto this thingummy. And i still have a lot of work to do. Here goes.
1.A lengthy debate upon the merits of bacon consumption which lasted 2 days, namely starting on the 2nd morning because that was the first day of breakfast and ending on the third day. Maybe. Before you hear their side of the argument, you have to remember that bacon is extremely oily and salty. It being the "breakfast of champions" may be true... "breakfast of dead champions" that is. The only time you would even consider eating it would be with congee. It's just waaaaaaaay too artery clogging and sodium overdosing. You'd think that too little sodium could kill you, well so can too much.
2.The movie on the second night, or rather the discussion about it. It involved musical instruments, weapons, the Monkey King, explosions and just general corny but very cool CGI of old Chinese dramatic martial arts films
3.Making myself believable even when i'm telling complete lies. It's more of a hobby for anytime, but i did it several times during camp and it resulted in quite comic consequences.
4.The best part for me. Scribbling in my notebook on the bus. I came up with a surreal drawing and a new hat, as well as a few more ideas for writing and a rewritten article i have yet to submit.
5.The second most interesting part was the woman at the front of the Woolworth's entrance in...Jindabyne. Due to years ago with complaints of stealing, they have adopted something quite unique. The complaints are about tourists such as myself, but with different groups. They adopted the "bags outside" condition of entry. And while it's not written anywhere in their store, it is sort of discrimination, combined with her facial expression and how she dressed/makeup etc. it wasn't exactly Woolworth's service. Furthermore, if you looked over 18, you didn't have to put your bag outside even though everyone is as equally prone to stealing no matter the age. Go figure.
There might be more highlights, so i'll write them as soon as i remember. Have a nice journey.
1.A lengthy debate upon the merits of bacon consumption which lasted 2 days, namely starting on the 2nd morning because that was the first day of breakfast and ending on the third day. Maybe. Before you hear their side of the argument, you have to remember that bacon is extremely oily and salty. It being the "breakfast of champions" may be true... "breakfast of dead champions" that is. The only time you would even consider eating it would be with congee. It's just waaaaaaaay too artery clogging and sodium overdosing. You'd think that too little sodium could kill you, well so can too much.
2.The movie on the second night, or rather the discussion about it. It involved musical instruments, weapons, the Monkey King, explosions and just general corny but very cool CGI of old Chinese dramatic martial arts films
3.Making myself believable even when i'm telling complete lies. It's more of a hobby for anytime, but i did it several times during camp and it resulted in quite comic consequences.
4.The best part for me. Scribbling in my notebook on the bus. I came up with a surreal drawing and a new hat, as well as a few more ideas for writing and a rewritten article i have yet to submit.
5.The second most interesting part was the woman at the front of the Woolworth's entrance in...Jindabyne. Due to years ago with complaints of stealing, they have adopted something quite unique. The complaints are about tourists such as myself, but with different groups. They adopted the "bags outside" condition of entry. And while it's not written anywhere in their store, it is sort of discrimination, combined with her facial expression and how she dressed/makeup etc. it wasn't exactly Woolworth's service. Furthermore, if you looked over 18, you didn't have to put your bag outside even though everyone is as equally prone to stealing no matter the age. Go figure.
There might be more highlights, so i'll write them as soon as i remember. Have a nice journey.
Friday, March 26, 2010
Upon the subject of subjective irony.
It is quite a large topic. And sometimes funny, sometimes sad. (As an aside i made a new word today "Tautologic". Yes the real word should probably be Tautological, it's still a very cool word. Well, i think so anyway. It's kinda like "Taut Logic")
In any case, the quest is now over and now there is a trial. A test, if you will. And it's the kind of test you know that you're going to pass so you don't really care, but you should because it's going to do something. And affect your future. Just like in the movies!
I really have a lot of work to get through so i'll keep this a little brief. Till the next time when i actually have time to debate with my council. Inside my head.
In any case, the quest is now over and now there is a trial. A test, if you will. And it's the kind of test you know that you're going to pass so you don't really care, but you should because it's going to do something. And affect your future. Just like in the movies!
I really have a lot of work to get through so i'll keep this a little brief. Till the next time when i actually have time to debate with my council. Inside my head.
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
It's like a journey!
QUEST!
Wait, what?
And to clarify, i don't care if you read this or not, just don't tell me that it's boring. Because you're boring and your taste is boorish. So if you are going to read it, then read it because you find it interesting, not because you have waaaaay too much time on your hands (generated by not doing any work. At all).
Making posts about controversial things gets old quick. I mean, how about i told you that your parents hated you or that i'm going to burn the establishment closest to your heart.
Just to prove my point..
I am going to ruin the reputation and happiness (if any) of my enemies, because i can and because it gives me a goal in life. (Goal Noted. Check Goals.)
Moving on, if you do read it, then please comment because it if you don't it's like i'm writing for no-one to no-one beside myself.
Back to the quest, this will be the last post for 3 days, because we are on a journey. Of discovery and exploration. Of data finding and animal tracking (or looking at animal tracks, i don't know. ...And i don't think you can coat it in much more sugar than that. Though, i guess there's still the social element to it, so...
On the topic of mirrors, they're really cool and disturbing at the same time. Disturbing to see a perfect copy of yourself, but cool because it's just interesting to examine yourself. (Or maybe it's just me.) For instance, i learned that my left eyelid covers my 1/2 my iris, while my right eyelid only covers 3/5 of my iris. It makes for interesting musing for things like this. Also, i learned this year that in the first few years, when i child sees themselves in a mirror is important because it affirms their existence.
May you never call anything bland or boring, just because you don't have the mental capacity to understand the finer points in life. Witless ones.
Wait, what?
And to clarify, i don't care if you read this or not, just don't tell me that it's boring. Because you're boring and your taste is boorish. So if you are going to read it, then read it because you find it interesting, not because you have waaaaay too much time on your hands (generated by not doing any work. At all).
Making posts about controversial things gets old quick. I mean, how about i told you that your parents hated you or that i'm going to burn the establishment closest to your heart.
Just to prove my point..
I am going to ruin the reputation and happiness (if any) of my enemies, because i can and because it gives me a goal in life. (Goal Noted. Check Goals.)
Moving on, if you do read it, then please comment because it if you don't it's like i'm writing for no-one to no-one beside myself.
Back to the quest, this will be the last post for 3 days, because we are on a journey. Of discovery and exploration. Of data finding and animal tracking (or looking at animal tracks, i don't know. ...And i don't think you can coat it in much more sugar than that. Though, i guess there's still the social element to it, so...
On the topic of mirrors, they're really cool and disturbing at the same time. Disturbing to see a perfect copy of yourself, but cool because it's just interesting to examine yourself. (Or maybe it's just me.) For instance, i learned that my left eyelid covers my 1/2 my iris, while my right eyelid only covers 3/5 of my iris. It makes for interesting musing for things like this. Also, i learned this year that in the first few years, when i child sees themselves in a mirror is important because it affirms their existence.
May you never call anything bland or boring, just because you don't have the mental capacity to understand the finer points in life. Witless ones.
Monday, March 22, 2010
Car rears
If i had to pick 2 dream careers it would be to work for Level-5 in Japan or as a psychiatrist/psychologist. I know that my parents wouldn't like it but still. It's awesome.
About Level-5, they made the Dark Cloud series (planning to release DC3), The Professor Layton series, Rogue Galaxy series and much more. Very successful and very cool to have a job working there.
Just wanted to write it before i forgot.
About Level-5, they made the Dark Cloud series (planning to release DC3), The Professor Layton series, Rogue Galaxy series and much more. Very successful and very cool to have a job working there.
Just wanted to write it before i forgot.
The finer points in life
Without being a preacher on the good and the bad of life, today i proved the point that first opinions in strangers tends to be the accepted one. For instance, should i tell someone that my associate is an idiot, then my associate to say otherwise, they tend to go with the idiot notion. It's all very interesting and certainly applicable. Should you need a mediator for a dispute, no matter what happens always speak first. Chances are the mediator is a stranger, and thus it will work.
I've also found that i tend to waver between related points when i write, but not quite on the point that i need to make. It's sort of waffle, but not really as it's all very interesting and un-boring to write about. Just the thought of writing about writing about people is just interesting.
That being said, being have to write about something because you just have to is not fun at all.
I am also very sick (maybe biologically too) of people asking me whenever i draw anything, "Is that so-and-so?" or "That is X" when clearly they didn't draw it and unless it has a the label of "THIS IS A BOX" or something like that, it cannot be what they think it is. For some reason people think that because they notice a vague bunch of shapes that obey the laws of light and arranged in a particular fashion that they get to (very safely) say that it is what they say it is. It's all very maddening and annoying. Every. Single. Time. I draw something, by the end of the day, there will have been at least 10 different people asking me "Is that...." And it's like they don't know that i can change it with a few strokes of a pacer/pencil. Or both.
And i like drawing anything. So it makes me angry when people try to rationalize something which is just made by picking bits of things while on a jolting moving bus. It's like they see my drawings as a threat and their defense mechanisms kick in, trying to rationalize it and thus remove its "threat". People, drawings of 4 pebbles tied in a cross is not a threat to your health. And it is not a four leaf clover either, because it is not in the least symmetrical.
May you never comment on someone else's drawing till you have at least a title to guide you.
I've also found that i tend to waver between related points when i write, but not quite on the point that i need to make. It's sort of waffle, but not really as it's all very interesting and un-boring to write about. Just the thought of writing about writing about people is just interesting.
That being said, being have to write about something because you just have to is not fun at all.
I am also very sick (maybe biologically too) of people asking me whenever i draw anything, "Is that so-and-so?" or "That is X" when clearly they didn't draw it and unless it has a the label of "THIS IS A BOX" or something like that, it cannot be what they think it is. For some reason people think that because they notice a vague bunch of shapes that obey the laws of light and arranged in a particular fashion that they get to (very safely) say that it is what they say it is. It's all very maddening and annoying. Every. Single. Time. I draw something, by the end of the day, there will have been at least 10 different people asking me "Is that...." And it's like they don't know that i can change it with a few strokes of a pacer/pencil. Or both.
And i like drawing anything. So it makes me angry when people try to rationalize something which is just made by picking bits of things while on a jolting moving bus. It's like they see my drawings as a threat and their defense mechanisms kick in, trying to rationalize it and thus remove its "threat". People, drawings of 4 pebbles tied in a cross is not a threat to your health. And it is not a four leaf clover either, because it is not in the least symmetrical.
May you never comment on someone else's drawing till you have at least a title to guide you.
Saturday, March 20, 2010
A jump in time
Consider this as tomorrow's post, because inspiration couldn't wait. Neither can the tides. Or the ides.
I would also like more comments, because it gives me something to do with my spare time, which i tend to have a little of, and i would prefer to read those comments.
Onward!
Why would you post a shorter post if it just means that people aren't even in Alpha mode (brain waves) and thus not creative enough to give you decent posts which in the end makes you less creative and thus shorter posts. I would say this is a vicious circle, but i'm not going to because it is more like a vortex of substandard-ry and self-humiliation.
I also got back my clarinet certificate today (or is it yesterday, what with this time jumpiness?). It's so shiny...and sort of cheap. It's just parchment-ish parchment with some gold gilding and lettering. Oh well.
It's also sad (for me at least) how people refuse to spell properly on the internet. It so sad it almost makes me cry, but it's not that bad. I bet you that one day, people are just going to talkin numbers SMS style, because it's "all the rage" as is the phrase "all the rage". It's like "back in the day" but not nearly as damned cool. Also the level of swearing is reaching the critical point where it becomes ineffective. Its like peak oil, except the only thing we're transgressing or using up is our time and curtesy. Copius amounts of politeness is used up by people who don't know better and who can't express themselves any better. It's scary. A lot of things are scary.
Least of which is that scary bandsaw that i might have to use in the near near near present but almost future. Its big, loud and eats up cow bones for brunch. Big fat, juicy (or perhaps dry) ones. I'm getting shivers just thinking about it. :(
I might get into drawing again. I swear, this year is the year of rediscovery and discovery. Or maybe the age within the age within the age of Industralizm then Information. I call it, the Aeon of Exploration! Or maybe, the Post-Aeon of Post-Exploration.
My new hobby is hard. But then, it will keep me occupied when i'm bored. How odd.
I can't think of anything right now, so...this will have to do, you not hungry fat fishies.
I would also like more comments, because it gives me something to do with my spare time, which i tend to have a little of, and i would prefer to read those comments.
Onward!
Why would you post a shorter post if it just means that people aren't even in Alpha mode (brain waves) and thus not creative enough to give you decent posts which in the end makes you less creative and thus shorter posts. I would say this is a vicious circle, but i'm not going to because it is more like a vortex of substandard-ry and self-humiliation.
I also got back my clarinet certificate today (or is it yesterday, what with this time jumpiness?). It's so shiny...and sort of cheap. It's just parchment-ish parchment with some gold gilding and lettering. Oh well.
It's also sad (for me at least) how people refuse to spell properly on the internet. It so sad it almost makes me cry, but it's not that bad. I bet you that one day, people are just going to talkin numbers SMS style, because it's "all the rage" as is the phrase "all the rage". It's like "back in the day" but not nearly as damned cool. Also the level of swearing is reaching the critical point where it becomes ineffective. Its like peak oil, except the only thing we're transgressing or using up is our time and curtesy. Copius amounts of politeness is used up by people who don't know better and who can't express themselves any better. It's scary. A lot of things are scary.
Least of which is that scary bandsaw that i might have to use in the near near near present but almost future. Its big, loud and eats up cow bones for brunch. Big fat, juicy (or perhaps dry) ones. I'm getting shivers just thinking about it. :(
I might get into drawing again. I swear, this year is the year of rediscovery and discovery. Or maybe the age within the age within the age of Industralizm then Information. I call it, the Aeon of Exploration! Or maybe, the Post-Aeon of Post-Exploration.
My new hobby is hard. But then, it will keep me occupied when i'm bored. How odd.
I can't think of anything right now, so...this will have to do, you not hungry fat fishies.
Longer posts, to sate SOMEONE
I have resolved to try and write more, starting with a post everyday. Not like it's productive in anyway, except as a way to practise my writing.
Funny thing about longer posts. It tends to look like a wall of text. It's the sort of visual thing that stops people reading books that are vaguely interesting but for the most part mostly boring. I did however get a comment about writing very vaguely, that is, to do it more often, not less. I'm just not sure.
It's also quite interesting to find a new hobby. It is an interesting hobby about an interesting topic. People! Though i'm not sure if i'll turn into a psychopath at this rate. Muse, muse.
Copious spacing combined with whatever i feel like typing with utter disregard for non-nonsense and interest makes for quite interesting reading (maybe). Still, it takes up time while i listen to some music and try to remember what is there to be remembered. It alleviates stress, sometime, but not all the time and even so i still end up just highly strung anyway.
Is this enough? I don't know. Why should i care? It's not like this/it means anything, other than as a interesting point of interest for my alliteration and assonance to flourish in a flowery way, akin to Shakespeare. And his texts are very hard to muddle through unless you have 5 different dictionaries through the ages and even then you're not likely to know what he is/was talking about. Still, he is the "father/founder" of English as it is today. I wonder who/what has influence on other languages.
Also, need to research the full meaning of Irony. Maybe you should to. And stop complaining. Maybe.
Funny thing about longer posts. It tends to look like a wall of text. It's the sort of visual thing that stops people reading books that are vaguely interesting but for the most part mostly boring. I did however get a comment about writing very vaguely, that is, to do it more often, not less. I'm just not sure.
It's also quite interesting to find a new hobby. It is an interesting hobby about an interesting topic. People! Though i'm not sure if i'll turn into a psychopath at this rate. Muse, muse.
Copious spacing combined with whatever i feel like typing with utter disregard for non-nonsense and interest makes for quite interesting reading (maybe). Still, it takes up time while i listen to some music and try to remember what is there to be remembered. It alleviates stress, sometime, but not all the time and even so i still end up just highly strung anyway.
Is this enough? I don't know. Why should i care? It's not like this/it means anything, other than as a interesting point of interest for my alliteration and assonance to flourish in a flowery way, akin to Shakespeare. And his texts are very hard to muddle through unless you have 5 different dictionaries through the ages and even then you're not likely to know what he is/was talking about. Still, he is the "father/founder" of English as it is today. I wonder who/what has influence on other languages.
Also, need to research the full meaning of Irony. Maybe you should to. And stop complaining. Maybe.
Friday, March 19, 2010
Dusty dusty blogs
It's almost like a library. Full of memories and old stories.
I have however finished an article for a certain publication and thus, through it, have found a love for writing. Maybe rediscovered, but in any case it is there.
Body language is scary but interesting at the same time. It defines the border of conversation and changes how people act around certain people. Upon further research i found a new understanding of how my world shifts. It is scary.
I have however finished an article for a certain publication and thus, through it, have found a love for writing. Maybe rediscovered, but in any case it is there.
Body language is scary but interesting at the same time. It defines the border of conversation and changes how people act around certain people. Upon further research i found a new understanding of how my world shifts. It is scary.
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