… on Nifty Things

I’ve been making an attempt at reading “Ctl + Alt + Del” (http://cad-comic.com) from the beginning. I’m not really sure I like it, but I keep reading. I hear Tim Buckley (the dude who does CAD) is from Connecticut, so I might as well support local artists, right?

I swiped this from Buckley’s blog. In his words, “I thought it was nifty.”

Make a list of 10 statements about yourself:
* 4 of the 10 statements must be lies.
* Post your list and have people guess which four are lies!

1. I like to swim.
2. I have an oral fixation.
3. I’ve suffered from multiple snakebites.
4. When I was 12, I broke my arm falling out of a tree.
5. I like wearing dresses and pretty things.
6. I named my current hamster, Phoebe.
7. My favorite color is gunmetal.
8. I read Stephen Hawking’s “A Brief History of Time” when I was 10.
9. When I was in Edinburgh, Scotland in 2007, I spent 4 days hanging out with Henry Rollins.
10. I’m relatively decent at Texas Hold’em Poker.

I was originally going to post the answers in a day or two, but I’m kind of forgetful, so odds are I’d forget to post the answers. So, they’re after the break.

… on Feeling Better

I’m starting to feel better.

I find that giving a gift just for the sake of it makes me feel much better, more alive.

It’s a wonderful feeling, just knowing that for that one shining moment, you may have brought a little bit of happiness to someone else’s life.

… on Not Fearing Apparitions

I totally beat “Ghostbusters: The Video Game” today after I got home from work. I feel quite accomplished. It’s a quick game, but fun. If I’m feeling ambitious, I’ll go through a second time and get all the achievements that I missed, such as destroying a ham from a kosher Bar Mitzvah banquet and “redecorating” an architectural design firm.

It still brings joy to my heart to hear the original cast, (INCLUDING ANNIE F’N POTTS! [And no, I'm not sure why I was so excited that she was back as Janine.]) voicing the characters. There’s no Rick Moranis, but Alyssa Milano is in it, so it’s not that bad, right? Dan Aykroyd, oh how I’ve missed you and your Canadian accent.

Best $20* I’ve spent recently. (* $20 after trading in “Left 4 Dead” and “Call of Duty: World at War”.)

There’s got to be a poster that says, “Everything I’ve Learned, I Learned from Ghostbusters” and if there isn’t, there should be.
Words to live by:
- Aim for the flat-top.
- Never cross the streams.
- You gotta try this pole!
- When someone asks if you’re a god, you say YES!

P.S. – I’ve also been kicking the ever-living crap out of Doug in “Worms.”

… on Volatility and Dot 3.0

I’ve been very volatile for the past month.

I’ve also been unfairly taking it out on certain people I care about tremendously.

Throughout this, I’ve been surrounding myself with people, when what I’ve really needed is to be alone.

My personality has changed for the worse, and I need time to remedy it.

Hindsight’s always 20/20. I should have known it hasn’t been a good time to be around people.

I’ve done a lot of self-discovery the past few days … and I have a lot more to come.

It’s not you, it’s me.

Coming soon … Dot 3.0.

… on Survey Theivery From Gouda

SAY EXACTLY WHATS ON YOUR MIND & DON’T CHANGE IT.
1. You & your ex – Ugh.
2. What are you listening to – Crickets and Turdie licking himself.
3. Maybe I should – GTFO of my current living situation.
4. I love – My friends.
5. I don’t understand – Men.
6. I have lost my respect for – A lot of people.
7. I last ate – Pizza

IS YOUR/ARE YOU:
1. Is your hair wet? Not right now.
2. Is your cell phone right by you? – Yes
3. Do you miss someone? – Yes
4. Are you wearing chap stick? – No, but now that you mention it ….
5. Are you tired? - Physically, I am fine … Mentally, I am drained.
6. Are you wearing pajamas?- Yes! Duckie PJ pants and my favorite comfy shirt.
7. Are you mad? – No.
8. Are you upset?- Yes.

HAVE YOU:
1. Recently done anything you regret? – Well, I didn’t regret it up until I just thought about it and am realizing what a jackass I am.
2. Recently gotten in a fight? – Yes. Anthony, Gretchen and I got into a massive brawl Friday night. It was fantastic.
3. Ever kicked someone? – Kicked Anthony in the ass tonight. Again, it was fantastic.
4. Ever tripped over your own feet? – Not today.

TODAY HAVE YOU:
1. Have you cursed? – I curse like the bastard love child of a sailor and a truck driver.
2. Have you gotten mad at someone? – Surprisingly, no.

Ever wonder if you’re someone’s everything? – Yes, today I have.

Last song played more then three times? – “Savior” by Rise Against

Last person to fall asleep with? – Aside from Turdie?

Tie yourself to someone for a day, who is it? – This is a weird question.

Last time you were really happy? – Recently.

Ever skip class? – Yes.

When do you want to die? – When there is no more life to live.

Marriage? – Yes.

Did you take a nap today? – No, dammit.

Who got mad at you last? – Probably my mom, which is a usual occurrence and thus, generally ignored.

Last car you were in? – Mine

Last person to call you beautiful? – Don’t remember … it was a long time ago.

Where’s your parents right now? – Sleeping.

Could you use some sleep right now? – Yeah, for the next like 4 years.

Who’d you have lunch with? – Ted and ABudz!

Do you like to cuddle? - Yes.

Are you ticklish? – Yes, but I find tickling to be rather unpleasant.

Has anyone seen you kiss the last person you kissed? – No.

Last time you had butterflies in your stomach? – Recently.

Would you ever shave your head to save someone you love? – Yes.

What’s on your bedroom floor? – A lot of stuff.

How many piercings do you have? – Tongue and labret

What does the first text message in your inbox say? – *Blatantly skipping this question because the most recent text message I got is private.*

Are you a jealous person? – Not particularly.

Any plans for tomorrow? – Sitting around … meeting from 7P-11P

Do you wear the hood on your hoodie? – Sometimes.

If your best friend liked your ex, what would you do? – My best friends are dudes … my ex is a dude … I’d be quite surprised, needless to say.

Have you held hands with anybody in the past week? – I don’t believe so.

Do you want any tattoos? – More? Eventually.

When is the last time you were in a photo-booth taking pictures with friends? – Never done it. I’m a n00b.

What’s the last thing you laughed at? – Anthony.

Which of your friends is the easiest to talk to? – They know who they are.

Who was the last person you had a deep conversation with? – (See Above)

What was the first thing you thought this morning? – Holy hell, it’s 12:30. Going back to sleep. GODDAMMIT TED, WHY ARE YOU CALLING ME?

What color are your eyes? - Brown

Who do you hate currently? – Ben Affleck, Eddie Vedder and the “C-U-Next-Tuesday”

Do you get the recommended eight hours of sleep a night? – Sometimes, but not necessarily at night.

… on the Art of Nerding

Every first weekend in May I trek out to New London to spend the weekend with my CTG buddies.  The first Saturday of May is always Free Comic Book Day at Sarge’s Comics (124 State Street, New London, CT), where there are tons of fans dressed as their favorite comic, video game and movie characters.

Aside from the merry band of misfits I roll with (the Star Wars crew,) there were:
- A bunch of anime characters: (At least 2 Narutards by my calculations and maybe a Full Metal Alchemist?  I don’t really know anime.)
- Video Game characters: Master Chief (who was Asian and wore kitty ears, thus being a huge disappointment, as well as the fact that the only thing that made him taller than me was that he was wearing boots), Cloud Strife, Lara Croft, some effeminate-looking dude in white who was another Final Fantasy character (however, that dude was inhaling Marlb Reds by the fistful, so despite the costume, the guy was hardcore.)
- Comic Book characters:  TWO Wolverines (my friend Brad was a movie-accurate Logan, whereas the other dude was not, nor was he even a comic-accurate Logan), Jean Grey (My friend Katie, Brad’s wife, was the yellow and blue spandex-clad Jean Grey,) Poison Ivy, Superman (my friend Prettypants, with new and improved velvet underoos worn on the outside of his blue spandex,) and the Flash (who was like 12, so it was still awesome).
- Movie characters:  Punisher (”War Zone” Ray Stevenson Punisher, which is why he’s not under Comic Book characters,) Connor McManus from The Boondock Saints (in a surprising, yet impressive turn from the guy I generally only know as “Punisher” from years past – and I made damn sure to ask which twin he was as I am that big of a Boondock Saints nerd,) TDK Joker/Heath Ledger Joker (done by the kid who usually runs around as the Green Power Ranger and because it’s the TDK version, also placed in the movie characters section,) TWO Jasons (both of whom were pushing strollers, which was super weird, because I wasn’t aware Jason Voorhees was the fatherly type …),  the Shrek dude who’s pretty much there every year – the only thing that changes is the shade of green face paint and my personal favorite – my “OMGWTFBBQ!” moment of Sarge’s was seeing PETER F’N VENKMAN from Ghostbusters.  His pack lit up and stuff too.  It was pretty trippy, yet so awesome.

I didn’t dress this year, which was hugely disappointing to me, just because after two years, my Stormie has finally given out.  TK 7282 needs an overhaul, severely before it can be worn again.  I definitely got shit from one of the regulars from Sarge’s for not dressing this year too, which made me even more sad.  However, I have been tossing around the idea of putting together a Sanghelli (Elite) from Halo possibly for next year.  It shouldn’t be a huge problem – just the “horsey” legs and the face (mandibles – egads!) could prove to be a challenge.  It will most certainly put all my sculpting skills to the test.  I’m not incredibly worried, though – for school I did make a pretty decent General Grievous mask.

Sunday morning was spent at the Mystic Aquarium to support Easter Seals, then an optional free admission to the aquarium.  I’ve been every year and was tired from the night before, so I opted to go home early.  Got home around 2PM, took a nap then hit up drinks with some friends from work, where Borko and I then yelled at the TV about the Anaheim Ducks at Detroit Red Wings game.  I was displeased when the Wings lost in TRIPLE OVERTIME.  The end of the game did signal tequila shots, though.  Because I’d primarily stuck to Cuervo while I was in college because it was cheap and for the most part people wouldn’t ask for any because Cuervo’s disgusting, I’d lost touch with my old, dear friend Patron … and it goes down a LOT smoother than I remember it ever doing so.

All aboard the Bad Decision Train …

… on Gaming, Blogs and Other Assorted Miscelleany

Apparently people appreciated the 3AM, insomnia-induced Photoshopped pictures of my father. Glad to oblige.

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I’ve currently put my stack of “To Read” books on hold … as if they hadn’t been on hold previously, but I digress. They’re on hold. Why? Because I’ve been reading the archives of the past 5 years of FourFour!

I originally found Rich Juzwiak’s blog through Cute Overload because of his cat, Winston, who is the weirdest thing I’ve ever seen/read about … and this coming from a person who owns a weird-as-hell cat. Rich also updates a VH1 blog and does fabulous recaps of episodes of “America’s Next Top Model” and assorted other shows (such as “Being Bobby Brown” which has solidified my fear of Bobby Brown and Whitney Houston.) And as stated, they are fabulous. The simple fact that he likened the power of Anna Wintour to that of the Power of Greyskull has made him one of my favorite bloggers.

Granted, primarily, I’ve been reading archived blog entries about his cats (Winston and the unfairly normal Rudy, whom I feel should have some strange quirk or at least be purple or have two tails or something in order to give Winston some sort of weirdo competition,) but I seem to be drawn into the awesomely funny stuff he’s written about various pop culture happenings.

I am a fan.

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So I picked up copies of “Call of Duty: World at War” and “Viva Pinata: Party Animals” from GameStop.

As far as CoD:WaW goes, I don’t think I’m a fan. At least, not as big a fan as I am of CoD4:MW (”Call of Duty 4: Modern Warfare”) anyway. Then again, I’ve gotten further in the CoD:WaW campaign than I have with CoD4:MW simply because the opening cutscene in CoD4:MW is like 10 minutes long and I can’t sit still long enough to deal with it. Despite the fact that I watch enormous amounts of movies and TV shows on my XBox via Netflix and Connect360, I can’t be bothered watching cinematic cut scenes when I’m gaming, damn it.

And I do feel a little guilty, because the graphics in CoD4’s cutscenes are great and I know a group of people spent a lot of time putting them together, but if I’m in the mood for some killing, then I demand instant gratification.

Then there’s “Viva Pinata: Party Animals” (hereby known as VP:PA.) I kind of got bored with the original “Viva Pinata” and I did feel bad for trading it in when my time with it was up, simply because it was a gift from my dad and I tend not to take gifts from my father very lightly. I downloaded the demo for “Viva Pinata: Trouble in Paradise” and that sucked too.

But what drew me to VP:PA was the mini-game aspect. I like the idea of being able to play stupid little games that don’t get too tedious. I liked the mini-games in the “Pokemon Stadium” games and VP:PA did not disappoint in that aspect. However, one irritating thing is that all of the pinatas in the game speak with some sort of accent which gets increasingly annoying as you progress through your series of mini-games. Also, from reading through the mini-biographies of the characters in the Instruction Booklet (yes, I am THAT girl,) I found that none of the characters are all that likable, while all of them are incredibly flamboyant, so I suppose what they lack in personality, they make up for in retina-melting camp.

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Against my better judgement, I joined Loopt today. And by “against my better judgement” I mean that a co-worker talked me into downloading the Loopt App for my iPhone. At least it’s free. Even if I’ll hardly ever use it.

It’s bad enough that I’m on Facebook, MySpace and Twitter … do I really need yet ANOTHER social networking site to add to the list? I’m not that damn popular to begin with!

Hell, one of my last tweets was about a muscle spasm I had that caused me to punch myself in the face. Then again, I also do quite a bit of tweeting about “Halo 3,” which I’ve been playing quite a bit with friends lately. I’m still not a big fan of the game itself, but I do enjoy the online multiplayer.

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It’s 5AM and I’ve finished my “homework” for the evening – downloading the Legendary Map Pack for “Halo 3,” and now it’s time for bed … or the more likely scenario, read more FourFour until my eyes start bleeding.

… on Photoshop, Mythbusters and the See-Tee-Gee

So I got bored tonight while watching “Mythbusters” on Netflix Streaming, when I realized that I wished my dad was Jamie Hyneman, or at least wore a beret and grew himself a walrus mustache. My friend Sean said that the sight of my father in a beret would be priceless.

So people, I give you this:

Dad + Jamie Hyneman from Mythbusters.

Then I was still bored … and came up with this:

Definitely turned my dad into a koala.

Yup, that’s my dad … as Jamie Hyneman from “Mythbusters” and as a koala.

And I totally posted them on Facebook and tagged him in them, so now the world can see my father … all photoshopped and awesome. Hell, I already turned one of my co-workers into GOD, turning my father into a koala wasn’t too much more difficult.

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As I mentioned, I was watching “Mythbusters” a lot. Before that, I was watching the first three seasons of “Deadliest Catch.” Next up is “American Chopper.”

Back on the topic of “Mythbusters,” I am so all about Tory Belleci. And it’s also super hot that he worked on two of the “Star Wars” prequels, but I’ll forgive him for being a part of “The Phantom Menace.”

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again — Netflix Streaming on my XBox will be my personal downfall. Even more so now that Anthony was generous enough to give me his XBox remote.

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It’s that time of year again – the weekend of/before St. Patty’s Day usually kicks off the trooping season for me and the CTG. The parade was awesome. Lots of fun, met a new member and some folks from other garrisons, as well as seeing old buddies that I hadn’t seen in years.

This past Saturday was spent at an Aquarium convention … also with the CTG. I rode up with Prettypants, which is always a fun adventure. We don’t hang out as often anymore, but he’s still the super-goofy-awesome kid he’s always been.

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I’m very much so looking forward to May 2-3rd, spent in New London/Mystic for Free Comic Book Day at Sarge’s and the Easter Seals Walk-With-Me at the Mystic Aquarium.

Sarge’s is always a blast.

It’s my anniversary event – three years ago, my first event as a member of the 501st was Sarge’s, where I met a bunch of people who would become like a second family to me, as well as a few non-members whom I’ve seen at various events over the past three years. And I definitely can’t wait to see them.

And maybe 2009 will be the year I find out the name of a certain comic book psychopath … whom I’ve seen at events and Sarge’s for the past three years …

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Turdie is currently curled up in his little kitty nest, with his baby kitten blanket, (which has been dubbed, his “Soft-Soft,”) and is snoring quite loudly. He’s been very “loving” lately – following me around, crying all the time, constantly having to be either sitting on me, or immediately next to me.

When I wake up, since he wakes up before I do and is let out of the bedroom before I awaken, he plops himself at my bedroom door and cries until I wake up.

It feels really good to be loved … and it’s a nice feeling, knowing that someone misses you when you’re asleep, even though he’s a cat.

… on New Television Ventures and Tests of the German Persuasion

My quest to download 135GB of “Mystery Science Theater 3000″ continues.  It’s been about 3 weeks, but I’m hopeful to have it finished by Tuesday.  As of right now, I’m at 126GB.  Nine more gigs to go!

Aside from my ongoing love of “The Office,” I’ve added “30 Rock” to the “Shows I (heart)” List because Kenneth the Page is hilarious.

I’m trying to get into “The Whitest Kids U’Know” but having grown up with “The Kids in the Hall,” it’s been difficult.  The jokes just seem recycled because it’s like the “Kids” did them all previously.  I have the first and second seasons sitting in my Netflix Instant Queue on XBox and I’m about half-way done with Season 1 and it doesn’t make me hope that my brain explodes and my eyes melt and run down my face, so in a few more episodes, I’ll probably be forcing all my friends to watch it.  (And for the record, SDJ has been raving about TWKUK forever.)

I am now hopelessly addicted to “Metalocalypse.”  Hopelessly.  I’m pretty sure Dethklok is my new favorite band.  My friends and I have been quoting it all week – Twitter has been flooded with quotes.  And I’ve been confusing the hell out of the people who follow me with my horrible grammar and adding “s”s to the ends of inappropriate words when quoting Toki and Skwisgaar.  (Like, “Oh, thanks Bigs Bens, nows I knows what times it is!” Seriously, who says shit like that?)  I also like to text Anthony when I’m hungry with “BY THE POWER OF ALL THAT IS EVIL, I COMMAND YOU TO AWAKEN AND MAKE ME A SANDWICH!”  (Despite my best efforts, he has yet to yield and deliver unto me an epic treat composed of deli meats and cheese between two slices of bread.)

It’s pretty brutal.

I’m pretty stoked about the fact that in the Special Features folder of my “Metalocalypse” download is the “Skwisgaar Skwigelf Advanced Fast Hands Finger Wizard Master Class” that teaches you to play the guitar solo from the “Duncan Hills Coffee Jingle.”  That was stuck in my head all day on Wednesday.  I have no idea what makes me think I’d be able to play this, since the only guitar I’ve held in the past year has been plastic with multicolored buttons.  Methinks there will be a lot of “I can’ts plays it! It’s too damns hard! Skwisgaars always makes it so hard! Damns you stupid, slow, stubby fingers, don’ts looks at me!”  Yup.

I also (heart) Toki Wartooth.

Through “Metalocalypse,” I’ve discovered that a Gibson Flying V electric guitar starts at $1,700, while a Gibson X-plorer starts at $2,300.  That is f’n expensive.  Though I suppose it’s worth it to own a Gibson signature model guitar.  However, I’ll add a Flying V to my list of things to purchase once I’m independently wealthy, acquire my small island off the coast of Costa Rica and have built my dinosaur cloning facility-slash-bullfrog ranch-slash-axolotl sanctuary while flying around in my own personal hovercraft, surrounded by piles of money which, when I’m not swimming in it ala Scrooge McDuck, I use to line the cages of my FLEET of hamsters, all of whom have been trained to kill upon hearing the word “hacienda.”

That’s right folks, I’ve got big plans.  I just need to finish college first … and thus far, it’s taken me 9 years.

[begin sarcasm and self-depricating humor]  I am livin’ the dream, people.  [end sarcasm and self-depricating humor]

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I had my first test in my German class on Wednesday.  I studied like hell with my friend Gretchen (while Tedula and Charlie filtered in and out) all day on Tuesday from 12P-8P with only an hour break – for food and a little bit of “Metalocalypse.”

Then on Wednesday, we studied from 3P-7P, with our test at 7.  I’m pretty confident that I did well.  The professor even threw in a verb (machen – to make/do) she hadn’t put on our study sheet, which is probably going to get some complaints on Monday (and rightfully so because that was a pretty dick move,) but after guessing on the test and looking it up afterwards, I’m pretty proud that I was right and am damn lucky too.

I studied a LOT for the test and I hope to hell that I got a good grade.  The studying was a nightmare, but hopefully the payoff will be worth it. 

However, even with the 12 hours of studying I did for the test, I did finish it first out of everyone else in the class and it seemed ridiculously easy.  So there’s that little ping of doubt saying, “It was either really, really easy, or I totally failed everything.”

I’m going to do everything I can to get my ducks in a row and do well this semester and the Fall semester, so I can graduate with at least a 3.5GPA.  I think I’m at a 3.15 right now – after the horrific mess that was my Physics/Electrical Engineering class two years ago.  I’ve got a good group of friends to help study, so that’s always a plus.  And I would most certainly like to graduate college before my 10-year high school reunion … holy crap that’s next year.

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It brought joy to my heart tonight when Anthony told me how after I’d posted on twitter an excerpt of our IM conversation where he stated “I has lice!”, like four people approached him and asked if he seriously had lice.  Unfortunately, Anthony denied the existence of head parasites, though he had originally agreed to run with it and make everyone think he really did have lice.

Which makes me realize that people actually DO read the random shit I post on Twitter.

Oh man, for the past month or so, I’ve been posting ridiculous quotes from TV shows and other various miscellany that was funny to probably only me … you know, the kind of stuff that could get you sent to that fancy place with white jackets with buckles that make you hug yourself.

… on Reading, Rocking and *Insert Another “R” Word Here*

So I’m totally in love with Elyse Sewell’s LiveJournal (http://ping.fm/EJOt4). Some may remember her as one of the contestants on the first season of “America’s Next Top Model.” Others may know her from her face being plastered all over my native continent (Asia, for those of you who have yet to see the epic vision that is moi.)

She’s awesomely hilarious and I find the fact that she refers to Hong Kong as “Hongers” absolutely delightful. And she’s got pretty bitchin’ pictures to boot!

A friend from work has been to Japan and Thailand and continuously tells me that I simply must travel there someday. (This is the same young gentleman who is 6-foot 42, whiter than white can be, unleashed on me in Japanese one day after I’d looked up a bunch of dirty words in Japanese on teh intarwebz and proceeded to give him Post-Its with the aforementioned dirty words written on them while he was at the Genius Bar, and told me this past Sunday that I smelled like Chow Mein [Lo Mein after I'd informed him that I don't like Chow Mein, and granted, I did comment that he smelled funny, which wasn't his fault because there was an unusual smell in the GR.]) Seeing Elyse’s pictures definitely furthers my desire to leave the Home of the Brave for a bit. (Granted, a majority of the pictures she’s posted that have kickstarted my desire for Asianic travel are of food …)

I even informed Tedula Oblongatta (which is how he’s labeled in my iPhone contacts, for those of you who are interested,) that I’d been reading Elyse’s LiveJournal and was interested in traveling to China/Hong Kong/Thailand/Japan after seeing pictures of food.

On the subject of Ted and all things Asian, the little bastard has convinced our German professor that I speak Chinese. Since my grasp of German at the time was not at it’s finest (and, a week later, it still isn’t,) I failed to notice that he’d informed our professor that I could speak Chinese, and when she asked me if I spoke Chinese, my response was “No, I also speak Chinese,” when the intended response was “No, I do NOT speak Chinese … and Ted is a filthy liar.” So guess who gets called on whenever anything regarding China, Chinese people or the Chinese language comes up in our German workbook?

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After a rousing day of Rock Band with the illustrious SDJ last week, I have renewed my love of “Rock Band 2,” which I’ve pretty much been playing religiously since. I’ve even mustered up the courage to attempt the orange button and start playing songs on “Hard” for bass. I like the challenge, however, Duran Duran’s “Hungry Like the Wolf,” while laughably easy now on Medium for guitar and boringly easy on Medium for bass, has become my archnemesis. Soon, Simon LeBon, soon …

I am incredibly proud of my accomplishments and furthering my talents with a plastic toy guitar.

Speaking of plastic toy guitars, I am warming up to the wireless guitar I got last fall. Until recently, I preferred the standard wired guitar I got two Christmases ago with the original Rock Band Special Edition set (drums, microphone and guitar – and let me tell you, lugging that big ass box around the mall at Xmastime was the shit.) I wound up with the wireless guitar after I’d purchased a second (used) Rock Band 1 wired guitar from GameStop, only to find it had no downstroke and the strum bar was pretty wanged – you had to violently pull the thing upward in order to hit a note,) and since I was to be going to a friend’s house to introduce him to the wonders of Rock Band 2, I figured I’d take the opportunity to trade the non-functioning guitar for a spiffy, functioning one. After a nice chat with the boys at GameStop, (who pretty much know all of us Apple folk since we’re all huge nerds and go there like every day,) I was informed that there was pretty much just a 10$ difference between another wired guitar and a wireless (made for Rock Band 2.) And because of my affinity for shiny things, and the promise of a fully-functioning guitar controller, I caved and traded up for the wireless.

I refused to play the wireless for months, choosing my functioning wired guitar controller over the wireless, which sadly collected dust in the corner of the living room, only to be played when I either played with the friend whose use it was originally purchased, or someone else, until I accidentally forgot my wired guitar whilst bringing Rock Band 2 to Antwonton’s house a couple weeks ago. Now, I (heart) it because I’ve now realized (I never said I was quick on the uptake, people,) that it doesn’t take up a USB port on my XBox, leaving a port open … also I think something’s wrong with the wired guitar.

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Tomorrow (or today, since it’s quarter to 5 in the morning,) is the 22nd anniversary of the birth of Charizard. We will be celebrating in true nerd fashion – we’ll be congregating later this afternoon for some Star Wars Monopoly and/or Star Wars Trivial Pursuit , then later on, we will be meeting up with Antwonton to play some Rock Band on his TeeVee you can see from space.

We’re pretty classy.

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So I watched “Wall-E” for the first time yesterday, then had some “Movietime with Mom” so she could enjoy it as well.

I know I’m pretty late getting into the “Wall-E” phenomenon, but after being at work on Sunday and watching a plethora of children playing the “Wall-E” game we have on the Children’s Table iMacs, I felt it necessary to see what the fuss was about. I was not disappointed.

Unfortunately, Mom didn’t “get” it. I informed her that if she didn’t think the movie was at the very least adorable, then the terrorists, in fact, have won. (I also told KSluts, Doug and Tedula that if you do not find a song about mullets humorous, the terrorists have won as well, in reference to the Vandals’ “I Have an Ape Drape”.) Mom also didn’t “get” that joke either.

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Segwaying onto the topic of my mom, the woman absolutely slays me sometimes.

I’ve been the proud owner of an XBox 360 Elite for over a year now. Mom was aware of this purchase when she found the receipt for said XBox 360 Elite and had ripped me a new one for spending that much XMas money.

However, since the Box now lives in my room and no longer in the living room, she’s forgotten pretty much all about it, which is fine because I’m pretty sure she’s a huge technophobe and the beauty of an XBox would be completely lost on her anyway.

So, when I’d brought my XBox out to the living room and plugged it into our moderate TeeVee, Mom asked, “What’s that black box?” To which I responded, “It’s my XBox.” “How long have you had it?” “For over a year.”

To the untrained eye, that conversation wouldn’t seem unusual. However, Mom asks me what the XBox is EVERY SINGLE TIME SHE SPOTS IT IN THE LIVING ROOM, which to me, is absolutely hysterical, since it happens so regularly. I’m not sure why she never remembers I have an XBox, but we always have a good laugh about it when I remind her I’ve had the thing forever. Mom claims it’s senility kicking in. I just think she needs more ginko biloba in her diet.

Then again, there are definitely times she’s told me about how she thought I was in my room and has had full-length conversations with me, only to have me walk into the house later that day or stumble out of my bed after having been in a coma, much to her surprise (and once, abject horror at the unkempt bedhead I presented her with) and embarrassed laughter. Though, I would be lying if I said that only happened to my mother …

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This is becoming a pretty lengthy blog. I haven’t blogged in a while, so I guess it’s due.

Anyway, yet another segway into yet another story! This one is from my days at college, when I lived in the dorm, and relates to the previous story about my mom having conversations with me when I wasn’t home.

Apparently, I can be a sleep ninja. I have a tendency of curling up underneath my comforter completely with a pillow over my head, leaving room for air to circulate. Once in a while, a rogue appendage can be spotted sticking out from under the blanket. Since I pretty much live in a control base now, only one person has seen me sleeping recently, but I still believe that the sleep ninja thing stands.

One day, I awoke to my roommate, S, coming into our dorm room, quite panicked. (My bed was located directly in front of the door, which is information that will be useful soon.) I sat up, bedhead in full effect, and scare the bejesus out of her. The following is my paraphrasing of our conversation:
S: Where the HELL have you been?
Me: Sleeping, why?
S: I have been looking EVERYWHERE for you! How long have you been asleep?
Me: I don’t know, since before you got home? I knocked out right after class.
(This timeframe was probably about 2 hours.)
S: You’ve been here the whole time?
Me: Yeah.
S: Well, shit.

As it turned out, S had been searching all over the dorm for me, asking pretty much every single person I’d ever come in contact with in our dorm building if they’d seen me. Some had, but that was during class. Most knew me as “The Pink Haired Girl From the Basement” and had not seen my florescent domepiece all day.

As we had a laugh about this, S told me that she passed my bed not once, not twice, not three times, but at LEAST 6 times in her ongoing effort to find me, since my bed was located DIRECTLY IN FRONT OF OUR DOOR, so it was the first thing she’d see when she walked into the room and the last thing she’d pass when she left.

I never found out what it was that she so desperately was trying to find me for, though for the rest of the day, every single person I passed in the hall told me that my roommate was looking for me.

A few days later, I walked into my dorm room to find S sitting on my bed, looking rather angry.
Me: What’s up?
S: You think you’re so clever, don’t you?
Me: I have no idea what you’re talking about.
S: I totally thought you were in your bed and I was TALKING TO YOU, only to find that you WEREN’T HERE.

College was awesome.