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Hipstamatic
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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.
0Something 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
0There’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
0Why 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
0Sometimes, 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
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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
0Yesterday 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
0I’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.
I’m gonna write soon I swear
0I’ve been busy.
Portfolio for the fall. Applying to art schools bleh.
I will have more sooner, including some fucking fantastic news coming soon.
Releasing the Joystiq podcast soundboard NEXT week (I should totally explain this to the people who don’t know about it soon).
But for now, WRITING AND BOTHERING ACTORS.
PS Mos Def’s new album? AAAAHHHMMAAAYYZZING.