I suppose I am one who has led something of an interesting life.. (just like the curse eh?) I have been told several times, that I could fill the pages of a book with it all... don't know that it'd be worth much for reading but... lol XD
Anyway, I mentioned an iceberg tip to a friend, and she seemed quite entertained.. so I said I would post more here... in the occasional 'I remember' segments of my life. Bear in mind.. I colorize a bit to protect the guilty.. as well as the otherwise innocent. I don't much like the idea of family anger over one person's remembrance vs another... since people remember things differently, even if they are of the same event.
The beginnings of my life are apparently shrouded in a bit of a mystery. and although I certainly don't recall any of it, others claim to.. and everyone seems to have a different story to tell... from the wild, to the complete norm. Now, personally.. I consider it all a great and colorful story.. to the point that I don't really care if it is true or not... but somehow the stories continue to entertain.
When I was really little, still in my first set of training wands, There is a story I remember told to me by the great and grand poobah mugwump.. father of the great mugwump who raised me. Great and grand mugwump had a lot to say really.. he was a big guy, i remember.. and although he occasionally gave me a fright by magically sticking my little feet to the ceiling, I considered him to be someone I admired. One of the things he insisted upon, was that there was no such thing as a dark greenman in our family-line. (dark greenmen were.. like a cross between a neighboring islander and one from far away in the dark lands to the south.)
..and also, that there were enemies of our family, that were seeking to rewrite our family history from the books... making us drift into obscurity of untruth.
He said, there was a time when our family had possession of a large island off the coast of a yet larger island. and the name of it was attached to our own family name. but because our family was related to other more well-known families, who were embroiled in a sort of clan war with others... and lost an important battle, we had to leave our island.. and it was given into the hands of others.
He told me a tale of how, under pressure from our enemies, there was an idea hatched, that we would flee that land and send our people to 'the land of better opportunity'. (I wish only that I had been old enough or simply with-it enough to ask for details on this subject.. like dates and relation names!)
Somewhere in the middle of this.. a relative, fairly drunk in a pub, got into a tangled issue of 'cheating at cards' after a horse had traded hands. So the drunkard, fleeing possible death, took the horse and fled with it into the woods. Which is how my family came to live in that backwards wooded area that I remember growing into. (To a man who was old when I was there, to remember even 16 years.. can be a really long time!)
So.. the end result, so said he, was that I was one who was brought over in secret from our enemies, into the place I was to be 'born' into. which would make me like either 1st or 2nd generation.. depending on just when (or where?) I was born.
To continue in thought from this story, I attempted once, to look into it.. wondering if there was truth.. an odd thing how many people have, at least a copy of their birth papers... I have a copy of an old file paper which only lists name and occupation. not time.. and I have had trouble in even requesting a copy of this from my home.. they have refused me, and considered sending police after me just for asking. they even sent me n old copy that was unstamped and I had to re request a stamped one because a paper without the stamp is just a paper and not considered legit by anyone in any place else.
So, using this paper as a query, i attempted to locate and speak with the listed doctor. I did find someone by the name, well retired... (he apparently was already an old man at the time I was first there) He said, that he often came to work to find children already born and waiting.. so he simply signed the papers and let them off with their families. He wasn't actually there for the birth... which might explain why I do not have a birth certif as such.. and the copy of the file I do have, doesn't list a time.
I also went to a small 'reading room' for those looking into their family past... and with a bit of help, I discovered my original family name was listed in an old book. this name being the name mentioned in great and grand poobah mugwump's story. I was soo excited! the book was ordered from some far away place.. and I waited for a time with bated breath. the day arrived, and there I sat, in that cluttered little room, and old book in my hands. I carefully opened it and leafed through a page or three.. my eyes seeking the name i so wanted to see at last and..
Suddenly a pair of huge meaty hands thrust into my view, grabbed my hands and hauled me out of my seat. I was quickly pushed out the door of the shop, hearing words to the effect that I was meddling in things i best not. I hit the roadside in a plop.. and heard the doorbells ring as the door shut.. and the click of a lock. You can imagine my surprise, eh? Although for a time, I looked, I never found another listing with that particular family name again.
The enchantress of the east wind, closely related to me, laughs this whole story off, saying that nono.. I was merely born under a bridge somewhere...(like a troll?) and since she is older, she would know best. right?
Asking the grand mugwump, son of the great and grand.. was a bit like pulling hen's teeth on a moonless night. He would only say, with a chuckle.. I was born on the way.
Then there is the story told by yet another relative, not so closely related really, who claimed to have visited the island and looked for relatives" over there.. she seems to think we are a part of the dark greenmen in a really way-back loong history. which, if true, would make me a very old generation indeed... likely dating further back then that of the revolution! Has my family really been here for so long?
and to think.. all this from just one little happening. XD
So when people ask where I started out.. in order to remain truthful (I am a horrible liar) I am forced to say.. it depends on which version of the story you believe the most. All of them have gaps.. some very obvious holes which, if i still had the chance to gain answers from, I would certainly ask.
Listening to: Classical
Current Show: dramas... still.
Feeling: a little under the weather *sniff*
Internet Tabs: AZNV.TV, MySoju, Mabinogi
Obsessing Over: Fragmented Memory pictures
Current Rant: one-sided love... *sigh*
very nearly as bad as a crush... only a little less stupid.
Thursday, February 17, 2011
Sunday, February 06, 2011
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Portal-style chitchatter..
Hey there.. been a bit since I last spoke about portal(game) life. Here's something I have wondered a bit about.. How do you go about expressing yourself in a world or realm? especially if the place doesn't give you socials fit for the occasion you are searching for?
In the realm I have been spending the most of my time of late, I have two 'expressions' that cannot quite be governed by socials.
one, when I am happy, or especially pleased to see someone... I will often run around them in a circle. If the person is just as happy to see me, they will often join me and it will become a circle chase around a room.
and
two, If I am displeased with someone.. I will often *thump* the one I am unhappy with, as a sort of expressive warning. (like in the case of jealousy) and Yes, I have been known to occasionally *thump self* as well...usually when I just realized I am being especially dense about something.
I often wonder though, what others use to express themselves, when the world's socials just aren't fitting for the expression? (And no, I'm not speaking of expressions that are best left between two people in a private setting.)
also..
I wonder how people separate the difference between the portal life and that of rl?
To me, the online worlds are much like a sub-world in itself.. one is here, and the other, there. The only 'grey' areas being within the realm of feelings, which are real, no matter what world they happen to be in. Sometimes, this works out and I have a lot of fun,... and sometimes I get entangled in which direction I should 'really' go with what I feel. I try hard to show the difference in realms by the use of the names I was intro'd with.. even if I know their other-world names.
introspection.. (don't expect it to make a whole lot of sense.)
Recently, I have been given to leave a ring behind, and have been invited to pick up another. I'm a little sad to have to leave the ring.. it was no longer fun for the person dropping it.. But his feelings were more expecting then mine were... likely expecting a reaction I didn't give. Part of me, wants to simply be done with rings altogether.. so tired of expectations I can't/won't fulfill. and stymieing my wish to be happy with a partner.. who is happy with me. Even as I rage about how my partners knew how it was from the start.. and yet, each time, there was a step too far and a ring was dropped... causing unhappiness and even agony. (shades of a rl ghost.. an agreement for a simple relation.. that went overboard in a bad way. to the tune of 'Jim' I believe. *shiver*)
The one inviting me to pick up a ring, is a puzzle to me a lot of times. A puzzle in a different form then the one who recently dropped one.
The previous puzzle was mostly a simple why. I couldn't understand why such an opposite would wish to be aligned. I tried to allow for the possibility.. but perhaps it was my fault that it simply wasn't there for me. I am relieved to think that perhaps we can still be friends. (shades of a saying... guys cannot be just friends with girls.. still dunno what to think of that.)
this new invite though.. is a puzzle in the form of seemingly out-of-nowhere bursts. the bursts being not necessarily annoyed... Although It sometimes feels like it. Sometimes its just saying something unexpected.. not knowing just how i should reply... or if I should. I do like this one though. rather in spite of this, or maybe because of this, I'm not sure. ..very interesting to my sense of curiosity though... very tempting. and I would, if I'm not watching it, try to follow behind him like a waggy-tailed puppy on a leash. (and to think he has the tendency to dash off a lot and of a sudden too. lol!)(I am soo not a canine!) I value this a great deal.. I sometimes wonder at the depth... and if it's worth the effort and risk to even consider... especially as I'm fairly certain the expression would not be returned... and even in that, why I might wish it to. Must I have a cut-n-dried cold-faced limit imposed? Isn't that too much to expect though? Is it even possible? ..even to that of myself? hmm..
so I pause. would this just be inviting a change I'd rather not experience again? I'm really tempted.. wanting to be with.. and yet, not caring for the possible burst of negativity that has come several times before,.. in spite of whatever efforts to keep the situation from developing. I really don't wish to lose.. or risk losing this friendship. I know there's a chance.. a possibility that it will prove the magic combo and be fun again for both of us.. but what are the odds vs the result I am so afraid of?
I -will- prevent myself from becoming a 'Jim'. the very thought scares me into instant back-peddle... and shivering hesitation. ugh!
soo many questions!.. and no real confidence to ask them. :(
Listening to: KAT-TUN...and varied jpop/kpop/tpop
Current Show: dramas... as yet.
Feeling: A little confused and sad, but alright.
Internet Tabs: AZNV.TV, Mabinogi
Obsessing Over: Still trying to escape from reality
Current Rant: jealousy? I know it happens. I know
it shows insecurity.. that it can be both bad and good,
really. but... why does it have to happen?
In the realm I have been spending the most of my time of late, I have two 'expressions' that cannot quite be governed by socials.
one, when I am happy, or especially pleased to see someone... I will often run around them in a circle. If the person is just as happy to see me, they will often join me and it will become a circle chase around a room.
and
two, If I am displeased with someone.. I will often *thump* the one I am unhappy with, as a sort of expressive warning. (like in the case of jealousy) and Yes, I have been known to occasionally *thump self* as well...usually when I just realized I am being especially dense about something.
I often wonder though, what others use to express themselves, when the world's socials just aren't fitting for the expression? (And no, I'm not speaking of expressions that are best left between two people in a private setting.)
also..
I wonder how people separate the difference between the portal life and that of rl?
To me, the online worlds are much like a sub-world in itself.. one is here, and the other, there. The only 'grey' areas being within the realm of feelings, which are real, no matter what world they happen to be in. Sometimes, this works out and I have a lot of fun,... and sometimes I get entangled in which direction I should 'really' go with what I feel. I try hard to show the difference in realms by the use of the names I was intro'd with.. even if I know their other-world names.
introspection.. (don't expect it to make a whole lot of sense.)
Recently, I have been given to leave a ring behind, and have been invited to pick up another. I'm a little sad to have to leave the ring.. it was no longer fun for the person dropping it.. But his feelings were more expecting then mine were... likely expecting a reaction I didn't give. Part of me, wants to simply be done with rings altogether.. so tired of expectations I can't/won't fulfill. and stymieing my wish to be happy with a partner.. who is happy with me. Even as I rage about how my partners knew how it was from the start.. and yet, each time, there was a step too far and a ring was dropped... causing unhappiness and even agony. (shades of a rl ghost.. an agreement for a simple relation.. that went overboard in a bad way. to the tune of 'Jim' I believe. *shiver*)
The one inviting me to pick up a ring, is a puzzle to me a lot of times. A puzzle in a different form then the one who recently dropped one.
The previous puzzle was mostly a simple why. I couldn't understand why such an opposite would wish to be aligned. I tried to allow for the possibility.. but perhaps it was my fault that it simply wasn't there for me. I am relieved to think that perhaps we can still be friends. (shades of a saying... guys cannot be just friends with girls.. still dunno what to think of that.)
this new invite though.. is a puzzle in the form of seemingly out-of-nowhere bursts. the bursts being not necessarily annoyed... Although It sometimes feels like it. Sometimes its just saying something unexpected.. not knowing just how i should reply... or if I should. I do like this one though. rather in spite of this, or maybe because of this, I'm not sure. ..very interesting to my sense of curiosity though... very tempting. and I would, if I'm not watching it, try to follow behind him like a waggy-tailed puppy on a leash. (and to think he has the tendency to dash off a lot and of a sudden too. lol!)(I am soo not a canine!) I value this a great deal.. I sometimes wonder at the depth... and if it's worth the effort and risk to even consider... especially as I'm fairly certain the expression would not be returned... and even in that, why I might wish it to. Must I have a cut-n-dried cold-faced limit imposed? Isn't that too much to expect though? Is it even possible? ..even to that of myself? hmm..
so I pause. would this just be inviting a change I'd rather not experience again? I'm really tempted.. wanting to be with.. and yet, not caring for the possible burst of negativity that has come several times before,.. in spite of whatever efforts to keep the situation from developing. I really don't wish to lose.. or risk losing this friendship. I know there's a chance.. a possibility that it will prove the magic combo and be fun again for both of us.. but what are the odds vs the result I am so afraid of?
I -will- prevent myself from becoming a 'Jim'. the very thought scares me into instant back-peddle... and shivering hesitation. ugh!
soo many questions!.. and no real confidence to ask them. :(
Listening to: KAT-TUN...and varied jpop/kpop/tpop
Current Show: dramas... as yet.
Feeling: A little confused and sad, but alright.
Internet Tabs: AZNV.TV, Mabinogi
Obsessing Over: Still trying to escape from reality
Current Rant: jealousy? I know it happens. I know
it shows insecurity.. that it can be both bad and good,
really. but... why does it have to happen?
Saturday, January 01, 2011
catching up
Hey there.. just thought to catch up a little... so far I'm still in the same spot. its a good thing. I finally managed to get starcraft 2... which I am -really- happy about. Yay!
Also touched bases with a good friend on mabi, who I have missed in all my 'away' time. Maybe knowing there is someone still out there will give me a bit of encouragement to give a little interest in my internet home once again.
Sis is talkin about a long ride out here with my bro in the early months of the new year. kind of foreboding.. I always seem to feel that way when there's talk of visiting family. its a bit like a sick-to-my-stomachache kind of nervousness. Not a very good feeling at all.
Also touched bases with a good friend on mabi, who I have missed in all my 'away' time. Maybe knowing there is someone still out there will give me a bit of encouragement to give a little interest in my internet home once again.
Sis is talkin about a long ride out here with my bro in the early months of the new year. kind of foreboding.. I always seem to feel that way when there's talk of visiting family. its a bit like a sick-to-my-stomachache kind of nervousness. Not a very good feeling at all.
Monday, December 20, 2010
Sunday, December 19, 2010
it's the holiday season..
so yeah.. happy whichever holiday you might be celebrating this season. For me, it happens to be mainly Christmas. I don't think I care too much for Christmas anymore.. not because of what it stands for, or for the thought that its a great time of the year to celebrate... but because of its hassle for me... seems like bad news just waits for this time o year to roll through before dropping a massive ball of horror around my ears. There is never enough of anything to go around, and no time in which to deal with it all.
Well, as usual, I'll try to make the best of what I do have, and hope to survive for another year's entry in hopes of 'maybe' breaking even... and standing in the same place come the new year. really, I think it's about all I -really- want for a gift... just to still be standing in the same place. At least there will be a pseudo-tree this year. just no spirit of the season for it... again. I'm not bored, honest.. but don't understand why my life has to be so chock-full of uproar ala time.
Stability is one of those yearned for things in my life I seem destined to consistently be without.
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Listening to: KAT-TUN: Real Face
Current Show: dramas... when possible.
Feeling: Holiday blues... I suppose
Internet Tabs: mysoju, AZNV.TV
Obsessing Over: Escaping reality
Current Rant: none.
Well, as usual, I'll try to make the best of what I do have, and hope to survive for another year's entry in hopes of 'maybe' breaking even... and standing in the same place come the new year. really, I think it's about all I -really- want for a gift... just to still be standing in the same place. At least there will be a pseudo-tree this year. just no spirit of the season for it... again. I'm not bored, honest.. but don't understand why my life has to be so chock-full of uproar ala time.
Stability is one of those yearned for things in my life I seem destined to consistently be without.
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Listening to: KAT-TUN: Real Face
Current Show: dramas... when possible.
Feeling: Holiday blues... I suppose
Internet Tabs: mysoju, AZNV.TV
Obsessing Over: Escaping reality
Current Rant: none.
Monday, November 29, 2010
Friday, November 05, 2010
Music covers plus
Real Face
by KAT-TUN
Don't you ever stop
by KAT-TUN
Rescue
by KAT-TUN
Another sweet-sounding combo... in Chinese. I'm Yours (cover) by Jason Mraz
by KAT-TUN
Don't you ever stop
by KAT-TUN
Rescue
by KAT-TUN
Another sweet-sounding combo... in Chinese. I'm Yours (cover) by Jason Mraz
Monday, September 27, 2010
Random Gaga
Personally, I love the musical tunfulness of the lady's music.. somehow she can make even the blehist of words seem like a hoppin dance step. I don't care for many of her vids... so I resort to listening to parodies and covers of her music... and I have found several of real talents. Check it out.
Bad Romance parody - A men's chorus?
Muffintop - missesmuffintop
Lady Gaga Melody - Sam Tsui and Kurt Schneider
Greyson Chance singing Paparazzi
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Listening to: A ringing sound from a deaf ear.
Current Show: Warehouse 13, and Haven
Feeling: A little concern for the possible loss of a good friend..
...hoping its just paranoia ... concern also for my sis.. I havent heard from her since some months before my birthday.. it doesnt seem much like her.
Internet Tabs: Mabi, Facebook(somewhat), Vindictus, )and InfiniteAion
Obsessing Over: (see feeling, above)
Current Rant: Why do some girls seek to make their boyfriends toss all of their friends to the gutter in order to be with them? If the guy's friends are willing to accept you, why can't you accept them? doesn't mean you have to like all of them, just as they aren't all required to like you either. but they -are- his friends. After all, isn't it often the case, where they were friends months if not years before you were even in the possibility of the picture?
and please don't think you are going to change that guy of yours.. it never seems turn out well at all. He is who he is and if you don't like how he is, best not even get started in a relationship with him. if the guy changes, it's because its something he wants to do... not just because its what you want him to do. Really, aren't we all basically the same way about that? In the immortal words of Popeye, "I yam what I yam, and that's all that I yam! We are just who we are. you either accept that soon, or you move on... for better or worse.
Bad Romance parody - A men's chorus?
Muffintop - missesmuffintop
Lady Gaga Melody - Sam Tsui and Kurt Schneider
Greyson Chance singing Paparazzi
______
Listening to: A ringing sound from a deaf ear.
Current Show: Warehouse 13, and Haven
Feeling: A little concern for the possible loss of a good friend..
...hoping its just paranoia ... concern also for my sis.. I havent heard from her since some months before my birthday.. it doesnt seem much like her.
Internet Tabs: Mabi, Facebook(somewhat), Vindictus, )and InfiniteAion
Obsessing Over: (see feeling, above)
Current Rant: Why do some girls seek to make their boyfriends toss all of their friends to the gutter in order to be with them? If the guy's friends are willing to accept you, why can't you accept them? doesn't mean you have to like all of them, just as they aren't all required to like you either. but they -are- his friends. After all, isn't it often the case, where they were friends months if not years before you were even in the possibility of the picture?
and please don't think you are going to change that guy of yours.. it never seems turn out well at all. He is who he is and if you don't like how he is, best not even get started in a relationship with him. if the guy changes, it's because its something he wants to do... not just because its what you want him to do. Really, aren't we all basically the same way about that? In the immortal words of Popeye, "I yam what I yam, and that's all that I yam! We are just who we are. you either accept that soon, or you move on... for better or worse.
Sunday, September 05, 2010
gamely (gamey?) musings... euw!
Sitting here thinking about the things I like, and those I do not about the world this new portal led to... which is called Aion.
One of the best things about it is.. the graphics are completely stunning in its complexity!
Even the classic good vs evil theme isn't too badly represented.
The crafting is fairly unique.. if a tiny bit difficult to get started with.
And this is a game that is actively being improved upon all the time, as I understand it. Soon there will be pets, mounts?, swimming, player housing, expanded areas etc..
On the Ehh side of things.. All Roads lead to the abyss, which is esentially pvp-land. Call me a carebear, if you like, even though I never much cared for the toon. I'm not big into pvp.. I have seen, far too often what it can do to friendships. It isn't pretty. Please oh please give us more quests that don't lead to the open battlefield!
Another ehh thing, I have found is.. on the crafting side of things, there is gathering on both land and air.. which isn't an issue.. but.. some of it is on the mobs, now while this might be fine if you are in level range of said mobs... but you know what happens when you grow beyond the mob's level? they stop dropping. So if you are needing a crafting item that just happens to be on, say a crab, but you have grown beyond its level.. you will never again see the item you need to have for the crafting.
update... I ended up leaving this world.. as the rifting got to be a great opportunity for overpowered pvp'rs to enter the area and kill who-so-ever should stray outside one of the towns.. any-one of the towns, and there was no place left for a non-pker, such as me, to level in somewhat safety.
the graphics were sure inspiring though!!!
One of the best things about it is.. the graphics are completely stunning in its complexity!
Even the classic good vs evil theme isn't too badly represented.
The crafting is fairly unique.. if a tiny bit difficult to get started with.
And this is a game that is actively being improved upon all the time, as I understand it. Soon there will be pets, mounts?, swimming, player housing, expanded areas etc..
On the Ehh side of things.. All Roads lead to the abyss, which is esentially pvp-land. Call me a carebear, if you like, even though I never much cared for the toon. I'm not big into pvp.. I have seen, far too often what it can do to friendships. It isn't pretty. Please oh please give us more quests that don't lead to the open battlefield!
Another ehh thing, I have found is.. on the crafting side of things, there is gathering on both land and air.. which isn't an issue.. but.. some of it is on the mobs, now while this might be fine if you are in level range of said mobs... but you know what happens when you grow beyond the mob's level? they stop dropping. So if you are needing a crafting item that just happens to be on, say a crab, but you have grown beyond its level.. you will never again see the item you need to have for the crafting.
update... I ended up leaving this world.. as the rifting got to be a great opportunity for overpowered pvp'rs to enter the area and kill who-so-ever should stray outside one of the towns.. any-one of the towns, and there was no place left for a non-pker, such as me, to level in somewhat safety.
the graphics were sure inspiring though!!!
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
An old yet new world
A familiar portal opened up a couple of days ago. I, being fairly wizened by now, to the possibilities.. left a marker so I could find my way back, and hopped through the portal. Happy surprises met me at first sight of the jungle trees and craggy hills.. with the sweet sound of surf and the whoosh of wind preceding a coming storm. I was in Timorous Deep! This was one of the first portals I ever got swept through!
This is the homeland of Rata! *I quickly looked around for him, but as usual, the sneaky critter was nowhere to be innocently found. Quite likely, he was holed up in his tree city of fairies. I quickly made a mental note to pay that area a visit soon.
The portal that brought me here was small really. much smaller then I remember. there were soo many limits! limits on race, on class, on bag space even! I couldn't chat out, couldn't send a mail, nor even buy something off the broker... and from the whispers around me, I suspect I might just have a problem concerning limits in magic power level as well. Not to mention, and yet I am, Crafting ~still~ sucks in this place)
One of the big upsides though, for me anyway.. is the straight-on ability to see this place once again! I can still travel around.. to see all of the other places as well.
(Means I can still twirl and sing down the streets of Quenos.. and slink and pray I don't get caught in the perpetual crampt and winding alleys of Freeport.)
Apparently this portal hasn't been in function for very long... maybe as early as last month. So hopefully the powers are still tweaking the do's and don't's... and not just hangin out in the item market. Go check it out!
Everquest 2 extended
http://launch.soe.com/eq2x/?sessionId=W9j4.o5EbJyCrvSw
This is the homeland of Rata! *I quickly looked around for him, but as usual, the sneaky critter was nowhere to be innocently found. Quite likely, he was holed up in his tree city of fairies. I quickly made a mental note to pay that area a visit soon.
The portal that brought me here was small really. much smaller then I remember. there were soo many limits! limits on race, on class, on bag space even! I couldn't chat out, couldn't send a mail, nor even buy something off the broker... and from the whispers around me, I suspect I might just have a problem concerning limits in magic power level as well. Not to mention, and yet I am, Crafting ~still~ sucks in this place)
One of the big upsides though, for me anyway.. is the straight-on ability to see this place once again! I can still travel around.. to see all of the other places as well.
(Means I can still twirl and sing down the streets of Quenos.. and slink and pray I don't get caught in the perpetual crampt and winding alleys of Freeport.)
Apparently this portal hasn't been in function for very long... maybe as early as last month. So hopefully the powers are still tweaking the do's and don't's... and not just hangin out in the item market. Go check it out!
Everquest 2 extended
http://launch.soe.com/eq2x/?sessionId=W9j4.o5EbJyCrvSw
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
food for thought.. or maybe... a thought for food?
There is this story about these hard-working fishers.. who got up very early every morning to work hard at their nets and provide for their family.. living day by day like this for.. generations.
One day, along comes this.. wandering prophet... who tells them to get up, leave everything behind and wander away with him... to become like.. his outreach. which they did do.
On another day, the group sat on a hill, hungry.. and the prophet asked if there was any food to be had. Strangely, there was.. a little. certainly not enough for the whole group. But somehow, it stretched out, filled them all up, and there were even leftovers.
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That must have taken a lot of faith, for the fishers to do something like that. To just up, and leave everything they had worked so hard for. Trusting in some unseen unknown to provide for them? ..or simply choosing not to worry about it, perhaps.
And what about the one who offered up his meager lunch for the group? What could he/she have been thinking? "well, I don't actually need this food... just because its the day and age where you have to work really hard for whatever scraps you can manage to get hold of"? or maybe.. "Here I am, being soo selfless..in giving up what is likely to be my only meal for the day, if not for the next several days, to these guys.... and what will I get in return, huh? you think they are going to pay me?"
and even after.. when he got the leftovers back... was he thankful and surprised? was he maybe a little bitter that all his nice food had been handled by a whole group of dirty smelly guys?
How many people in today's world, would even consider doing such things?
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Take Me to Tomorrow
by John Denver
Hey everybody, tell me how do you feel? Are you satisfied with your life, do you think it's real?
Tell me.. how is your head, what are your dreams?
Do you have any plans, do you have any schemes?
Do you care about, about anybody? I'd like to know, is the answer "no"?
Hey everybody, tell me, what's on your mind?
Do you think there's nowhere else to go, that there's nothing left to find?
Are you happy where you are, do you have anything to share?
Do you think you're gonna waste your life.. spending it there?
Would you like to find a way out, do you think it's worth a try?
I'd like to know, is the answer "no"? Well maybe so....
Comeon..Take me to tomorrow, take me there today, I've had my fill of sorrow and living this way.
Take me to tomorrow, that's where I'd like to be, the day after tomorrow is waiting for me.
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Listening to: A rattling fan
Current Show: Leverage, Psych, warehouse 13, and Haven
Feeling: ehh kinda crappy atm
Internet Tabs: Mabi, Facebook(somewhat)
Obsessing Over: inexplicable things
Current Rant: injustice and lack of understanding
One day, along comes this.. wandering prophet... who tells them to get up, leave everything behind and wander away with him... to become like.. his outreach. which they did do.
On another day, the group sat on a hill, hungry.. and the prophet asked if there was any food to be had. Strangely, there was.. a little. certainly not enough for the whole group. But somehow, it stretched out, filled them all up, and there were even leftovers.
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That must have taken a lot of faith, for the fishers to do something like that. To just up, and leave everything they had worked so hard for. Trusting in some unseen unknown to provide for them? ..or simply choosing not to worry about it, perhaps.
And what about the one who offered up his meager lunch for the group? What could he/she have been thinking? "well, I don't actually need this food... just because its the day and age where you have to work really hard for whatever scraps you can manage to get hold of"? or maybe.. "Here I am, being soo selfless..in giving up what is likely to be my only meal for the day, if not for the next several days, to these guys.... and what will I get in return, huh? you think they are going to pay me?"
and even after.. when he got the leftovers back... was he thankful and surprised? was he maybe a little bitter that all his nice food had been handled by a whole group of dirty smelly guys?
How many people in today's world, would even consider doing such things?
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Take Me to Tomorrow
by John Denver
Hey everybody, tell me how do you feel? Are you satisfied with your life, do you think it's real?
Tell me.. how is your head, what are your dreams?
Do you have any plans, do you have any schemes?
Do you care about, about anybody? I'd like to know, is the answer "no"?
Hey everybody, tell me, what's on your mind?
Do you think there's nowhere else to go, that there's nothing left to find?
Are you happy where you are, do you have anything to share?
Do you think you're gonna waste your life.. spending it there?
Would you like to find a way out, do you think it's worth a try?
I'd like to know, is the answer "no"? Well maybe so....
Comeon..Take me to tomorrow, take me there today, I've had my fill of sorrow and living this way.
Take me to tomorrow, that's where I'd like to be, the day after tomorrow is waiting for me.
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Listening to: A rattling fan
Current Show: Leverage, Psych, warehouse 13, and Haven
Feeling: ehh kinda crappy atm
Internet Tabs: Mabi, Facebook(somewhat)
Obsessing Over: inexplicable things
Current Rant: injustice and lack of understanding
Monday, July 19, 2010
Worries for a Foundation
Once again, it seems, our wondrous leader appears to be dangerously close to stomping on the rules of our forefathers.. rules that were the founding strength of everything that makes us who we are today. and before you scoff.. rules and thoughts that, yes... still prove true today. I worry for our future.
Yes, I said 'again' Ok, I put a {Link here} for a blog entry concerning this subject.
Now we have in issue with the internet. There should already be in place, the thought that the head of our great land should, if emergency arises, be able to gain some control of the net in our area... after all, he already does with the rest of our communication abilities, right? The problem is... if the control were given without the 'emergency' specifications and details thereof.. it will give the 'king' a tad more power then he should have. History already gives us a clue as to what happens after that. Now you might think I'm going on about issues that are not yet come.. worrying over nothing, essentially. but we have already seen evidence of the unconstitutional munching this will cause. Messages are popping up all over the net, seized and closed down by the government... movie pirates, music pirates, and whole blogging servers (need proof?.. here's a {link} to a fairly well-known blog site.).
While I don't, as your average citizen, have much to say concerning the shut-down of internet pirating.. that last little "blog" detail is a problem. As the anti-war howlers (and the pro-war howlers as well...)love to point out.. Freedom of speech, baby! That's the 1st amendment. It's another one of those rules there were created as a foundation for this great nation of ours. Is this the start of something bigger and badder? Are you worried as well, that it just might be?
Consider this: If you have one bad apple in a whole bushel of good apples, do you throw out the whole bushel? Our gov seems to think so and our leader is pushing the new laws into place, in spite of the protesting of the people he governs.
From all I have witnessed thus far, I'd say...
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Listening to: Alexander Rybak
Current Show: Leverage, Psych, Heroes
Feeling: ehh
Internet Tabs: Mabi, Facebook
Obsessing Over: -.-
Current Rant: The heat, politics. government,
history, and the general craze of living.
Yes, I said 'again' Ok, I put a {Link here} for a blog entry concerning this subject.
Now we have in issue with the internet. There should already be in place, the thought that the head of our great land should, if emergency arises, be able to gain some control of the net in our area... after all, he already does with the rest of our communication abilities, right? The problem is... if the control were given without the 'emergency' specifications and details thereof.. it will give the 'king' a tad more power then he should have. History already gives us a clue as to what happens after that. Now you might think I'm going on about issues that are not yet come.. worrying over nothing, essentially. but we have already seen evidence of the unconstitutional munching this will cause. Messages are popping up all over the net, seized and closed down by the government... movie pirates, music pirates, and whole blogging servers (need proof?.. here's a {link} to a fairly well-known blog site.).
While I don't, as your average citizen, have much to say concerning the shut-down of internet pirating.. that last little "blog" detail is a problem. As the anti-war howlers (and the pro-war howlers as well...)love to point out.. Freedom of speech, baby! That's the 1st amendment. It's another one of those rules there were created as a foundation for this great nation of ours. Is this the start of something bigger and badder? Are you worried as well, that it just might be?
Consider this: If you have one bad apple in a whole bushel of good apples, do you throw out the whole bushel? Our gov seems to think so and our leader is pushing the new laws into place, in spite of the protesting of the people he governs.
From all I have witnessed thus far, I'd say...
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Listening to: Alexander Rybak
Current Show: Leverage, Psych, Heroes
Feeling: ehh
Internet Tabs: Mabi, Facebook
Obsessing Over: -.-
Current Rant: The heat, politics. government,
history, and the general craze of living.
Thursday, July 15, 2010
A slight history lesson
There was this guy born in Austria.. died in Sweden... whose name was Josef Frank.
He was an architect, engineer, and a textile designer. He worked with Oskar Strnad, a man in common with his work. in 1965, he received the Grand Austrian state Prize for his architecture, which showed his love of space, function, and comfort. He was probably best known, though, for his whimsical texture styles.
for more reading refs...
Wiki.
Faces of Design
meublepeint
He was an architect, engineer, and a textile designer. He worked with Oskar Strnad, a man in common with his work. in 1965, he received the Grand Austrian state Prize for his architecture, which showed his love of space, function, and comfort. He was probably best known, though, for his whimsical texture styles.
for more reading refs...
Wiki.
Faces of Design
meublepeint
Thursday, July 01, 2010
It was a Mugwump, Professor, honest!
I remember.. a time when I was out on the apprenticeship trail. It felt like a long never ending line to me. Arch-wizard mugwump, said that this was the best thing for me... just before zooming off to the south desert-land and all the sun iced tea he could possibly guzzle. I felt a little abandoned.. even as I faced my fears of unknown situations coming up. Ol Mugwump had given my name out to willing ears without my knowledge...not a new situation, really.
With a great deal of trepidation. I finally arrived at my destination in one piece and met the 'family' which was fairly large. They were dour strangers tho.. and their smiles and welcome were quite temporary. The head wizard was indeed the ruler of the roost and he seemed rather unkempt and none-to-agreeable, although polite enough, I suppose. I was there long enough to wonder again at the fix I may have gotten myself into.. and an episode with several large twisting disasters.
Fortunately, none were hurt that I was then aware of. One evening, as I sat listening to music in my cluttered 'new' bedroom, there came a knock at the door. The local constabulary was there along with some ill-tempered long-nosed female who gruffly insisted I pack my bags immediately. (At least.. I think she was female.)
Having no choice in the matter, I repacked what I could and followed my carried things to the door. It seems the wizard was not fit for mastering.. and had gotten into a fair bit of trouble. and so by my presence there, I was in trouble as well.
I was quickly stuffed aboard a coach, told never to return to the area, and given escort clear to the border like some dangerous unwanted criminal. It was quite the event really. One I don't care to repeat.
Listening to: Hell yeah
by Montgomery Gentry
Reading: this blog?
Current Show: Leverage and Psych
Feeling:somewhere between
peaceful and slightly depressed.
Internet Tabs: Mabi, Facebook
Obsessing Over: movie cgi. wow!
Current Rant: The heat, the bugs, the annoyances!
With a great deal of trepidation. I finally arrived at my destination in one piece and met the 'family' which was fairly large. They were dour strangers tho.. and their smiles and welcome were quite temporary. The head wizard was indeed the ruler of the roost and he seemed rather unkempt and none-to-agreeable, although polite enough, I suppose. I was there long enough to wonder again at the fix I may have gotten myself into.. and an episode with several large twisting disasters.
Fortunately, none were hurt that I was then aware of. One evening, as I sat listening to music in my cluttered 'new' bedroom, there came a knock at the door. The local constabulary was there along with some ill-tempered long-nosed female who gruffly insisted I pack my bags immediately. (At least.. I think she was female.)
Having no choice in the matter, I repacked what I could and followed my carried things to the door. It seems the wizard was not fit for mastering.. and had gotten into a fair bit of trouble. and so by my presence there, I was in trouble as well.
I was quickly stuffed aboard a coach, told never to return to the area, and given escort clear to the border like some dangerous unwanted criminal. It was quite the event really. One I don't care to repeat.
Listening to: Hell yeah
by Montgomery Gentry
Reading: this blog?
Current Show: Leverage and Psych
Feeling:somewhere between
peaceful and slightly depressed.
Internet Tabs: Mabi, Facebook
Obsessing Over: movie cgi. wow!
Current Rant: The heat, the bugs, the annoyances!
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
oahh its a fairytale!
Saturday, May 22, 2010
The Drama bus stops here & the King just disembarked
Before you say I toja-so.. I'll say, you probably right. Seems my heart is quite good at getting me into trouble, intended, conscience or otherwise. Everyone warned me.. they all said it was done with when he first dropped it all onto my head. I know. I cried and agonized and cried some more over it all, then thought... maybe, just maybe.. we could still be friends... if i work harder at guarding myself.. to distance myself should I feel trouble in the making... and just when I started to relax, thinking it could maybe work, and I was fairly happy... it all happened again. Somehow he turned everything around, twisted it, and threw it into my face. So yeah.. ok.. I know it for real now. the boy has mental issues, 'broken' and victimized by his own warped will. and while I can handle a great deal, simply for the sake of friendship... I can't handle this one anymore. He has gone and torn us apart once again..and this time.. I don't think there's any hope of retrieval... even as I can still feel my tendency to support him.. hoping it was just a tantrum. He can be a loving fun personality, but his mood-shifts are out of control, he is volatile, with a whiplash temper at the most unexpected of times. I can do without his sudden verbal abuse.
I -am- greatly saddened by the whole mess... and by the loss of, what I considered, a precious friendship. All of this was due to my attempting to apologize for thinking I stung with my words.(I responded in kind when he said he thought I was the moodiest person he had ever met.)
In words of those whose sage advice I hear with a bit more clarity today.. "You got to know when to hold em, know when to fold em. Know when to walk away, and know when to run." -The Gambler
This is me... walking away... at last.
Listening to: the soft purring of a cat
Reading: not much..makes my eyes really hurt.
Current Show: none
Feeling: sad
Internet Tabs: Facebook
Obsessing Over: none
Current Concern: wondering how much longer I will be staying with Facebook (and Mabi?), and where I should go next. Thinking I might be needing an indefinite break.
I -am- greatly saddened by the whole mess... and by the loss of, what I considered, a precious friendship. All of this was due to my attempting to apologize for thinking I stung with my words.(I responded in kind when he said he thought I was the moodiest person he had ever met.)
In words of those whose sage advice I hear with a bit more clarity today.. "You got to know when to hold em, know when to fold em. Know when to walk away, and know when to run." -The Gambler
This is me... walking away... at last.
Listening to: the soft purring of a cat
Reading: not much..makes my eyes really hurt.
Current Show: none
Feeling: sad
Internet Tabs: Facebook
Obsessing Over: none
Current Concern: wondering how much longer I will be staying with Facebook (and Mabi?), and where I should go next. Thinking I might be needing an indefinite break.
Thursday, May 20, 2010
urghishness!
Make the World go away
by Hank Cochran.. sung by Elvis :P
Make the world go away
Get it off my shoulder
Say the things we used to say
And make the world, make it go away
Do you remember when you loved me
Before the world took you away
Well if you do, then forgive me
And make the world, make it go away
Make the world go away
Get it off my shoulder
Say the things we used to say
And make the world, make it go away
Now I’m sorry if I hurt you
Let me make it up to you day by day
And if you will please forgive me
And make the world, make it go away
Make the world go away
Get it off my shoulder
Say the things we used to say
And make the world, make it go away
Please?
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Been another drama day for me. After all the hubub and dust settles once again, I am left feeling. oddly down. Not.. bored and depressed exactly. just... down. Not sure just what to do about it yet. Maybe the feeling will just go away on its own, do you think? A person can always hope, I suppose.
by Hank Cochran.. sung by Elvis :P
Make the world go away
Get it off my shoulder
Say the things we used to say
And make the world, make it go away
Do you remember when you loved me
Before the world took you away
Well if you do, then forgive me
And make the world, make it go away
Make the world go away
Get it off my shoulder
Say the things we used to say
And make the world, make it go away
Now I’m sorry if I hurt you
Let me make it up to you day by day
And if you will please forgive me
And make the world, make it go away
Make the world go away
Get it off my shoulder
Say the things we used to say
And make the world, make it go away
Please?
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Been another drama day for me. After all the hubub and dust settles once again, I am left feeling. oddly down. Not.. bored and depressed exactly. just... down. Not sure just what to do about it yet. Maybe the feeling will just go away on its own, do you think? A person can always hope, I suppose.
Monday, May 17, 2010
Sunday, May 09, 2010
another damp day in the heat of the moment
Happy Mothers day to all you moms out there!
The weather where I am, is going on summer steam. Somehow it still feels like its early for such a thing. Maybe it's just the typical dread of the summer months getting to me. I hear it's still snowing in places in the north. Wish I was there already. well, maybe it will rain and cool things down a little. A person can always hope, I suppose.
Don't you just hate it when a company or group, makes for a mandatory password change, then changes the 'secret' question to requiring some other bits of information that you cannot hope to remember.. all without saying a word? This has happened to me just recently. and for the life of me, I cannot figure on just how to rectify the problems this has created.
In other thoughts, I was speaking to a friend of mine last evening, who was lamenting about the past and how things have changed.. wishing and missing.
She added that it's kind of funny how you run to a game or something, hoping to get away from reality's drama... and before you know it, drama is created within the game. now, the whole deep thoughts concerning drama aside, I can agree with her. It's almost hard to believe that so much time has passed, that things should change enough to make me miss how things were. (Pardon the muddled thoughts getting in the way of my trying-to-be-clear sentences.)
I do miss a few things even within the world of my current online home.
I miss how things seemed so fresh and new.. with new people/friends/experiences around every corner. The fun I had running all over the place. Its almost...like.. cant quite put my finger on just what in particular has changed.. something I didn't notice until it was gone, I guess... or is it just me?
I used to love any excuse for a celebration.. the otter was my totem..
anymore though, I'm starting to wonder if it has changed to the badger. Just want to be left alone in my grumbling misery. What changed? Why? How might I get that spark of life back again?
ehhh my eyes hurt.
Listening to: Ace of Base
Reading: not much
Current Show: Star Trek Voyager
Feeling: grumblish
Internet Tabs: Mabi
Obsessing Over: whys
Current Rant: ...
The weather where I am, is going on summer steam. Somehow it still feels like its early for such a thing. Maybe it's just the typical dread of the summer months getting to me. I hear it's still snowing in places in the north. Wish I was there already. well, maybe it will rain and cool things down a little. A person can always hope, I suppose.
Don't you just hate it when a company or group, makes for a mandatory password change, then changes the 'secret' question to requiring some other bits of information that you cannot hope to remember.. all without saying a word? This has happened to me just recently. and for the life of me, I cannot figure on just how to rectify the problems this has created.
In other thoughts, I was speaking to a friend of mine last evening, who was lamenting about the past and how things have changed.. wishing and missing.
She added that it's kind of funny how you run to a game or something, hoping to get away from reality's drama... and before you know it, drama is created within the game. now, the whole deep thoughts concerning drama aside, I can agree with her. It's almost hard to believe that so much time has passed, that things should change enough to make me miss how things were. (Pardon the muddled thoughts getting in the way of my trying-to-be-clear sentences.)
I do miss a few things even within the world of my current online home.
I miss how things seemed so fresh and new.. with new people/friends/experiences around every corner. The fun I had running all over the place. Its almost...like.. cant quite put my finger on just what in particular has changed.. something I didn't notice until it was gone, I guess... or is it just me?
I used to love any excuse for a celebration.. the otter was my totem..
anymore though, I'm starting to wonder if it has changed to the badger. Just want to be left alone in my grumbling misery. What changed? Why? How might I get that spark of life back again?
ehhh my eyes hurt.
Listening to: Ace of Base
Reading: not much
Current Show: Star Trek Voyager
Feeling: grumblish
Internet Tabs: Mabi
Obsessing Over: whys
Current Rant: ...
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