Tidbit
The Uncharted 2 Nametag
May 4th
My current job, working as a library clerk, requires me to have a nametag on at all times. I try to keep it on, but I was having difficulty trying to figure out a way to customize it. After going to one of the theater-demos for Uncharted 2, I finally found a way. Now, I wear my nametag (not pictured) with this lanyard given to me at the demo. I've gotten compliments for it, oddly enough, including someone who works at Naughty Dog.
my friends can be assholes.
Mar 20th
I usually find my friends to be helpful, kind people which I rely on time and time again.
This is not one of those times, unfortunately. This is one of those stories that ends up on the opposite side of the spectrum.
I arrived at my friend Primo’s house one Saturday evening quite hungry, as i had not eaten anything that day. As I am inclined to do time and time again, I raided his fridge for food I came across about two and a half squares of brownies cooked by his girlfriend, Michelle- moist and very appealing brownies to my quite hungry eyes. I tore off the note she left on the note and- to put it simply- I “went to town” on the brownies, eating the baked goods in a slovenly manner. I didn’t care, I was famished.
Primo and another friend, Nick, watched with amusement in the kitchen as I ate the brownies. They waited for me to finish the brownies before laughing hysterically, leaving me quite puzzled as i started picking out small chunks of the brownies still in the inside of the pan. I questioned them on the reason of their laughter, so Primo showed me the note Michelle wrote. It read:
THESE ARE “MAGICAL” BROWNIES! ENJOY!
I froze in shock, looking to the obscene mount of brownies I ate, the pan hanging off of my fingers as my wrist went limp, eyes wide as I glanced back and forth between Primo and Nick in pure horror. Nick chortled and observed that, “Those brownies are going to hit you HARD”.
To say I had a bit of a freak out is putting it midly. I tensed, waiting for the brownies to hit me, to really be stoned for the first time. Primo and Nick took extra care to observe me that night- even going as far as to have Primo instructing Nick to watch me in the car as he went to the ATM so I “don’t have a freakout”.
I was tensing up a lot- sweating, clenching my fists and hyperventilating, waiting for (and I quote Primo on this) “the munchies to kick in”.
We decided to go to In and Out Burger, a popular fast food joint for dinner. Primo and Nick continued to watch as i ordered another obscene amount of food to eat for the coming munchies. I sat there as cars went past us to pick up the food. My palms were sweaty, i was trying to calm myself the best I could. I was going to enter an altered state of mind I hadn’t been to before.
Primo and Nick watched utterly amused, giggling. I stopped to look up to them and asked them what they were up to.
They giggled and waited for a few minutes before they told me that the pot brownies were a lie.
I ate regular brownies.
And I thought I was high.
No one at In and Out took a second glance as i started to choke Primo out.
Goddamn you, placebo effect.
Hipstamatic
Mar 14th
So no real news. But I’m oddly fond of this picture. Took it using Hipstamatic app for my iPhone. The little nuggets of images I turn up just with the iPhone’s pretty fantastic lens (as long as it gets good light) has been quite fun. The variety of apps for the camera alone has been worth it. Oh, and the games. Can’t forget the games.
More to come later this week. I’m trying to aim to write in this a bit more.
Garlic works.
Jan 10th
Something that shows the cutting edge of news reports in Southern California with the pure ineptitude of certain residents of this area.
I’ve tried to come up with something witty to say, but at this point, I want to drive out there to see the garlic plants.
Ode to a Cat
Nov 9th
There’s been a cat that’s been bothering me. While most nagging wildlife is on my roof at two in the morning, this cat isn’t even real.
This cat is on Facebook.
The cat in question is one from a popular application on Facebook- Farmville. I suppose players stumble across the cute little kitten while tending to their pixelated fields, and has become a common occurrence. The cat is a collectible in the game, but I’m not certain. Either way, it’s driving me nuts- the cat appears at least two or three times a day in my newsfeed on Facebook. I’d like to be making that up, but i’m not kidding.
I want attack that cat so badly. I don’t know why I’ve developed such a hatred for an inanimate object, but it’s become a pet peeve of mine. I always develop a weird hatred for odd things, from ways people say words (my friend Primo knows of a certain movie title that if said correctly, makes me shiver and yell at him) to the occasional squirrel on my front lawn. But I’ve never had such hatred for something on Facebook.
I want to kick a fake cat so hard. Or at least use a thresher. That’s on the farm, right?
Random Musing: Pokemon
Oct 16th
Why isn’t there more of news reports in the Pokemon world have reports of children dying?
Think about it. there are probably thousands (maybe millions) of kids running about with pokemon fighting against one another. Unsupervised. Often bullied by grown men waiting in the low grass, stalking them and waiting for them to pop up before challenging them to a duel.
These same children fight with pokemon that more often than not, battle with flame, electricity, and poison.
Why don’t the kids take more pre-emptive measures to protect themselves during the battles instead of standing on the sidelines like nincompoops?
There’s no good parenting in the Pokemon world. Or pedophiles, I guess.
I really need to stop letting my mind going off on these random tangents.
Working at a Library
Sep 19th
Sometimes, it drives me insane- the crowds, the complaints, the sheer amount of work- but through it all, I love working at a library.
Take today, for example. A mother and her son walked into the library today, making a beeline for the video section. I took no notice when they first walked in, until i noticed a flowing cape behind the son- he was dressed as Superman. They took no time to pick out an individual VHS copy of Thomas the Tank Engine. He bounded towards my counter, sliding the VHS onto the counter as best as he could, standing on his tiptoes as his mother shuffled through her cards to find her library card. She found the card moments later, and I quickly checked out the movie. As per policy, I walked past the security gates to hand the VHS to the patron- but i leaned over to the child’s level, over the counter. The joy on his face as he bounded around the corner and to me was one I can describe in a limited scope- he hopped and skipped over to me with cape flowing, he looked like a small, latino version of Superman as he took the VHS from my hands, a big grin crossing his face. He thank me, and scampered down the stairs. The last thing I saw of him was his crew cut hair being hidden away by the cape. The joy and utter pleasure he took at something i grew up with made me smile. It helped that he was dressed as Superman, though. It’s moments like these I love working at a library.My second computer
Sep 12th
Yesterday, I took apart my second computer to get it scrapped.
It was built by a small computer shop on Colorado Blvd. in Pasadena. It no longer exists.
I remember helping picking out the parts- a 500 mhz Pentium 3 CPU. 20 gigs of storage. Two optical drives in it. The green case, I picked out to “make it look more like an iMac.”. I started playing a bunch of games upon it- Starcraft and Diablo being my favorites.
I remember the immense pride I had in installing a second drive, when I was just in middle school.
After this computer died, I built my family’s first computer. The first one I named. This computer was never named.
See ya, lime green.
Sent from my Verizon Wireless BlackBerry
Rest in Peace, Dreamcast
Sep 10th
Yesterday was the date, ten years prior, that the last Sega video game console was released. 9/9/99 was the date the Dreamcast came into the world and revolutionized video games.
i wrote a little story about my very first memory of my Dreamcast over at Wing Damage.com:
http://bit.ly/3tjoz
It’s thinking, baby.
Anime Naming Conventions
Aug 12th
I’ve had a habit to name all of my computer devices after anime. I still do, actually.
Kusanagi and Togusa are from Ghost in the Shell, while all of my external hard drives are characters from a recent-ish anime, Black Lagoon. The only thing that bucked this trend was my old iPod mini, which was named Hannibal.