My political views and the Vision of a Big Sandcastle

I have been thinking for weeks, months, years now. Thinking about how I want to leave my mark on this world when I return to the life stream. I want to hear my actions echo to the very core of the Earth and beyond to the stars. No I am not a hippy. I am a regular Joe with a regular Job who tries every day to make his life special in some way to someone.

I think of one of the most underrated visionaries in this era. A man that really broke barriers, created technology that would one day be used by everyone, and thought that the universe could be a great place to play with our children. This man who dared to have a black women kiss a white man on television when the supremacy movement was in full swing. A man that saw us communicating with little boxes without a cord or wire. This man even had the audacity to allow an entire civilization to have access to education, food and the standard things that one needs to live a comfortable life, all in exchange for a peaceful existence with all races sexes and differences.

He dreamed of a people who sought to explore and gain knowledge. Not to enlighten, for that is more religious, but to truly be unafraid to be smart. The goal better ones self worked in conjunction with the goals of society and therefore currency was obsolete.

I am speaking of the late Mr. Gene Roddenberry. His creation of Star Trek gives me inspiration that if one can dream, then it is possible that the dream can become a reality. They did finally invent a communicator that you have to flip open to talk... is that not a clam shell cell phone? Who knows... maybe we will wear little badges on our chest that allow us to communicate on day.

OK, I am not a Trekkie by any means. I love the show but I don't wear uniforms or go to conventions, recently hee hee. When I was younger I sure did. Ill never forget meeting some of my favorite actors. And I wont poop on Trekkie's. They are good people. I would thank them for reminding us that thinking outside the box is not a thing to be afraid of.

SO... What did I mean by wanting my voice to echo? I am not sure yet. I think running for a political office may be helpful. That way I can be involved with change in this country. Canada has the unique ability to be a model for the world. We have resources, education, work, and entertainment. The only thing we lack is good leaders.

Why do I say that? Have you watched Television lately? It's riddled with adverts showing political leaders, who are acting like school children teasing the new kid, taunting and mocking other leaders. This bothers me because no one really has a clue what these leaders hope to accomplish. Seriously, I am looking through the news and following these elections closely and I don't see anyone with an agenda that could not be concocted on a cocktail napkin at a buffet.

It is really embarrassing to see our current leader, Stephen Harper, on averts talking about "Canada is better off with Harper" and in the same breath he is bashing homosexuals, poor people, other party leaders, and basically acting like a child. I don't care who you are, you deserve respect unless you prove otherwise. If Harper was a bigger man he would rise above this and really get down to the grit of what is eating up Canada. Canada is like an apple rotting from the inside out. Eventually, the seeds will germinate and the apple will grow into a tree but not before the apple decays to the point of collapse. These leaders see themselves as above Canadians, talking down to us like children.

Layton is not better. Layton is a nice guy with a good smile but that's about it man. Your lost other than that. I don't even know what you plan to do for Canada. All I know is you can throw some insults around. And that goes for all the "Leaders"

Duceppe with his separation agenda and total lack of cooperation is not helping french people but hurting them. The french are a wonderful culture, and Canada is empty without you. I just hope the people of Quebec are able to see through Duceppes deception. If they separate they will be swallowed up by the United States. Nice thinking Gilles.

Elizabeth May is clueless. Something as a voter bugs me about her. And I love my environment. A tear flows out of my eye when someone tosses a cigarette out the window of a car. The world needs balance as well as environmental stability. To do so we need to save the world, not just ourselves, lady.

Stephan Dion... wow dude. Are you ever out of touch. Carbon Tax?!? OK, I have to say that lowering the GST was silly. I would have rather lower the income tax as that directly effects Canadians in a positive way. So in that I agree with you. But that is where our similarity ends. Green is not the way to go. Green for you is money. Green for me is sustainable design as well as economic stability and educational freedom. I wont pay for some one's carbon emissions if there is no plan in place to help stop them entirely. If the government started investing in research more than their buddies companies who don't do anything then I would not have a problem with taxes. But I don't know where my money goes, so no you cannot have any more of it.

I would like to run for office one day. I want to lead Canada into a new world. A world of equality, science, and tolerance. A world where money does not matter but to better ones self does. Currently we are moving so far away from anything worth while that I am willing to strike my vote in October. I cannot sleep at night when men who decide to lead us know nothing about having a vision. They have no depth.

Children in a sandbox without a clue sculpt besides a hole. Even if they have all the sand in the world to make a castle and a moat to protect it from destruction.

It takes one idea, gentlemen, to move a world. I just wish you had one. I have one, but no one listens to the common man.

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Neat, Ima Firr-`fiter

You know, this week has been a good week. Up until Wednesday. Then I had to fight some fires.

Suffice to say it was fun and life goes on. I am much happier this week because my BITTY IS COMING!!!!

I swear, when she gets within range I'm gonna just melt. Soo much stress will leave me and life will be good.

Thursday can not come fast enough; Bitty should have booked for Wednesday night LOL.

We are going to Jasper. Camping.

First thing I am going to relax and try to commune with nature.

Ever been tired but can't stop?

I am trying so damn hard to stop bitching about the current situation in life but it’s not working. Every time there is some sort of sanity someone has to come in and blow it out of the damn water, with a nuke!

I fucking hate my job, situation blah, blah, as you all know, and I keep bitching about it blog after blog after blog. It’s not bad in that I like what I do at work, I just hate the people I work with. Not everyone mind you just a select few who exude retardedness.

I came up with a suggestion today of having a safety backpack. Included in this pack would be a hard hat, first aid kit, safety goggles, and ear protection. I know that I had one and always carried it with me. Worked great. Now I don't mind if people don't take my suggestions, but don’t bitch because we don’t have it after you scoff and call me a dumbass. And don’t tell me that spending a couple of bucks on safety gear is a waste of money.

I think with 10 years of experience on site would give me a little knowledge on safety. Apparently, after the way I was treated, i don't know fuck all. Fine, but that just means I don't help at all either.

Why do I like to help? Manners...maybe good karma...maybe to fill a void.

Problem: AHHH SOO SICK OF NEGATIVITY!!!

Solution: Fuck off.

I’ll go to Winnipeg and build a relationship there, then if it's a good place I'll transfer. There is nothing Winnipeg has that Calgary does not have other than my Bitty. And I think I need my Bitty to be able to live my life.

Bottom line is I need companionship. I think if I say here I will lose my mind.

Again.. Blah blah blah, all talk and no action. With major projects coming in that I want to keep my role on... can I move away? Doubt it.

Money is better in Calgary. Life is cheaper (except gas) in Winnipeg.

People may think I am a whiner who cannot handle the job, and they are right. Never before have I worked with so many petty, retarded, insolent, babies. No wait... my WoW guild was just like this. And I quit that fucking game.

How do you spell relief "C-A-N-C-E-L A-C-C-O-U-N-T"

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Bullshit!

Hee hee thanks to my bitty I now have allies in my war on conformism. My new allies are magicians. Yes you heard me, magicians and showmen. The show is called Bullshit. It is hosted by Pen and Teller. Notorious, right wing, self-thinking individuals. Seriously, I am not the only one with strong feelings over issues. Feelings that is so strong that people call me a retard or get sick of my ranting. But, honestly, why rant. Watch this and tell me that I am being an asshole for my strong opinions on these topics. If THIS does not make your head hurt then I don’t know what to say.

I mean omg srsly. Watch a few episodes. Watch the one on the bible. It's damn good.

So I got to get in my car to go to dragonslayer this weekend.. And my doors would not unlock... so I stood for like 10 mins outside my car in the middle of the street trying to figure out a way to take my remote apart to change the battery. So then I just open the door with my key and get in. I put the key in and turn... nothing.... not even a light. The car is dead. I open the hood to check the battery wires and everything is fine. So there I was, a hot Saturday morning, sitting on my stoop calling a tow truck to come pick up my car.

Its at the dealer today, hopefully getting fixed. I am having them do the oil change and look at my stereo because it is broken too. Seriously.

I love my car in that it makes me feel safe, I can drive it, and it's got power without guzzling gas. But I am not attached to it. If it's a lemon they will be taking it back. Willingly or me driving the thing up their ass.

My uncle says it’s just the battery but I checked it not one day before and the computer said it had 13.78 volts of power. More than enough. So that’s weird.

I think my word of the week is, Bullshit!

Hee hee
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Work was good

Finally a half decent day yesterday.

Work was boring, until I got the new pc to work on then I had something to do. Spent most of the day installing programs and updating programs and... Programs... Long story short the PC works like crap (it’s a dell) and we need to wipe it again to see if we can get it to work with some sort of efficiency.

Anyway, we had an emergency CAD meeting because of the heated discussion on the boards between myself and Mr. Saj. He did not show up for this one. So I got to voice my opinions quite thoroughly and everyone agreed that we can do more if we do it my way. Sorry, I must include Mr. K in this as he is handling backing me up and take care of the civil end of things.

We covered a lot of things in the CAD meeting. I think my opinions/suggestions where constructive and well placed. I did not have that one guy there to cause any trouble in the office so that was nice. I have a meeting set up with the prez to discuss the issue I am having and help me find a solution to resolve this conflict. We cannot work if there is these petty carry on going down every time I open my mouth.
I don’t see why people are so sensitive. Saying things without sugar coating them should be a normal manner of communication. But apparently you need to kiss the ass of most of the people to get anything done. People should spend some time in the military. They will learn how to show respect and get things done.
In school, my project teams where the same way. One could argue that the issue is with me. And that is probably true because I don’t kiss their ass. I am a pusher. If the deadline is in 3 days I want it in 1.5 days. Why is it good to think that way? Because there are no medals for second place in my line of work and life. Do it all or don’t do it at all. No half ass and nothing, nothing is ever "good enough". Pet peeve "Good Enough" /shudder.
Boredom as overtaken me again today. There is just no work. I am going on site today to do a site inspection, that will be nice. Need to go home though and get my pants and boots as shorts where the only thing clean to wear this morning.

I will stop at Wendy's on my way back to work for a salad for lunch. They have good salads.
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In pitch dark I go walking in your landscape
Broken branches trip me as I speak
Just 'cause you feel it doesn't mean it's there
Just 'cause you feel it doesn't mean it's there
(Walking on broken glass, treading near a snake, these are the things that are not there but they could be)

There's always a siren
Singing you to shipwreck
Don't reach out, don't reach out
Don't reach out, don't reach out
(The woman beacons you to come, to fulfill your desires, but the wolf is in sheeps clothing, and her teeth just feasted on your grandmother)

Steer away from these rocks
We'd be a walking disaster
Don't reach out, don't reach out
Don't reach out, don't reach out
(Dont follow the beast into oblivion, the hearts of many depend on your feet staying safe of the path next to the stream of life.)

Just cause you feel it doesn't mean it's there
There's someone on your shoulder
There's someone on your shoulder
(You know that something is behind you, don’t be tempted to look or you may miss that which is right in front of you)

Just cause you feel it doesn't mean it's there
There's someone on your shoulder
There's someone on your shoulder
(There is always something besting you, to doubt that is to instill arrogance and deceit for yourself and all that you cherish)

There there!
(It’s been a pleasure)

Why so green and lonely?
And lonely
And lonely
Heaven sent you to me
(Mother gives many gifts, all of which are denied by the blind eyes of mankind. The skies can open up and shed a million tears upon you, and you hate it for its compassion.)

To me
To me
(We are here, we are lost and we are found, but are we ever truly alive?)

We are accidents
Waiting, waiting to happen
We are accidents
Waiting, waiting to happen
(Man destroys that which is most cherished, it’s just a matter of time before the balance will be restored)

Thinking a lot about moving away. I hate my job, I am sick of this city, I miss my bitty, and I am questioning whether or not it’s worth it to stay. So many people here are driving me nuts. I think the only way out is to rest with cuddles. I am so tired of fighting. I have never had to deal with office crap before. I largely try to ignore it so it does not affect my work and take it out on these boards but it’s beginning to make me get snippy with my non work relationships. I draw the line there, work stays at work and home stays at home. What should I do?

I ordered a new PC, fully loaded, to run the latest and greatest CAD software. It just got in the office today and I need to set it up. Well C is going behind my back to force Mr. P. to give it to her before I even set it up. It’s my job as CAD Lead to ensure these computers are all set up. Now I don’t care if she has it after its set up but it’s the method in which she is doing it, putting Mr. P. in a bad position. I am going to refuse to give it to her. At this point she is not one who needs it. I am not either. I think the one guy who needs it hates my guts. But business before personal feelings, he would use it more than I would at this time. I can wait a few weeks for the new ones to come in. I will get it and test it and load it with software then pass it off.

The nerve of some people. Mr. Saj is causing me grief as well and he is supposed to be my assistant. The CAD Lead boards are lit up like a holiday tree with the amount of abuse he is showing me. I take it and try to turn it into something constructive. Sort of like sticking it to him with a business attitude. I will have to deal with that one when he gets back.

Sigh…

I just want to hear again. I just want to see again.
Anyone seen my Pigeon Camera?

Pigeons, being easy to train and eager to return to their nests after long journey's, were first used as spies during World War II. Yep, forget about James Bond and shoe phones, that pesky visitor to your balcony each morning may just be what a real "company man" looks like. With small camera's strapped to their chests, Pigeons were perfect for reconnaissance work... well, except for their unreliable and unpredictable work ethic, total dumb luck photography style and constant AWOL'ing to go statue sitting in Paris and Bucharest.

I am Sailing!

Ok, I was not sailing but it was hella fun to go kayaking yesterday. However I could not stop laughing once I thought of the 'What about Bob' movie where Bob (Bill Murray) was yelling... well you can watch the clip. It’s damn funny.

In any case, my first time kayaking went well. My seat was not adjusted so I can to sit up on my own all day without a back... hey I didn't know you can adjust that. I also did not know there where foot pads inside the boat. Well once I found the paddles life was great. The boat I had was a boat, not nearly as streamlined as everyone else’s. It was like pushing an egg through pudding. hee hee. But I loved it because it pushed my upper body to use more power and less lazy.

I tried to follow Lady K but she was ZOOM! out of there. I lost her when I ran aground on a sand bar and had to poke and prod my way around to find a way though. I instead went the long long way around. She was long gone by then. But it gave me a chance to make mistakes on my own and learn from them.

I got all the way around and found an inlet for a stream to go up. So up I did. I saw a beaver and birds and fishes and other such things. Fighting the current in that boat was hard though, many times I found myself being pushed around as if the water did not want me there. Finally I got to a green foot bridge and tried to get past this one fast moving part. Access denied. I was paddling like mad until I ran out of stamina. About 5 minutes (put your sex joke in here now if you want but let me say that even if its 5 minutes, it would be the best damn 5 minutes in your life man!) of pushing.

I made three tries and then decided that undine did not want me there. I respected her wishes and turned around.... sort of, sort of went backwards for 50 feet. It was fun, leave me alone! I took the long way back and met some ducklings who decided to chase me and not their mother, so I turned around and lead them back to their mother. Little buggers. I also saw a bald eagle attacking a sea bird. 2 crows came in to rescue the bird though and the eagle fled. It was interesting to see.

I then booted around some more, went back to the docks for a drink and a washroom break, got back in my boat for another tour.

All and all, something I have never done before and I did not know I could. I learned something else, my car is huge. I put the whole boat inside my car on the way home. That made me happy. Saved my roof from damage!

Well back to another day another dollar. TTYL

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Some Pictures from Camping, years ago.

I come into work today, late due to retarded people who cannot drive. Almost 1 hour later than usual, which is fine because I have to stay until 5:30pm today to meet with some people I work with who are hard to nail down. My week started the same as it has in the past few months. Painfully.

Anyways, it has been a better day in terms of work but a crappy day in terms of moral. I realize that life is not always positive. I did however get a wicked t-shirt from Lady K. I will now wear my new NYPD t-shirt whenever I want to slap people with my ‘don’t give a fuck what you think’ attitude.

We went for lunch and had a good chat. I am trying my best to keep the negative feelings I have been having as of late to myself but every so often they seep out and show their face. I spoke about how rewarding physical work is, and Lady K responded with how rewarding her work is, which I bet when it comes to writing reports she would like to resend that comment, hee hee. Especially Mr. A’s facility work.

But, I agree with her in that build science is more to my liking than anything else. I wish I knew it existed when I was going to choose a career because I would have taken that course over drafting in a heartbeat. But I do have a path that I have chosen and I submit that it will probably not always be like this, this negative work. Still I fear that it may last. No one should have to hide beyond the invisible.

But there may be a solution to my woes. My helm should be done this week so I can finally finish what I need to get finished so I can be legal that way (ensure the gorget covers all the spots my helm does not). Then to get my card so I can be legal the other way. Of which, in my backwards way, leads me to my solution. I am missing nature so I need to get outside. I am going to cut out much of my computer work when I get home. Maybe 1 hour a night before bed. The rest of the time is working on armor and getting my body in shape. Looking at the photos from the race this weekend I really need to work on my form. Posture, gut, this damn headache that is still going 4 days later… I bet, a little life outside the box will help that out. Lady K also said that it would be $150 to rent a Kayak for the day and go out on a lake. You know, I have not been adventurous like that my whole life. I have not seen what people like her deem common place. I have missed soo much playing games. I love games still but they are failing me again and again. When will I learn there is more to life than pwning noobs. /sigh I am so good at it though. If only they made it so I can get exercise while I pwn noobs I would be in the stream.

FRELL! As I write this Terry puts a box of chicken on the way on the counter….man I fail.

I feel like the chains are around me so I tell myself as I stare at the face of the mother “Close your eyes to just feel and realize it is real, and not a dream. I’m in you and you’re in me. It is time to break the chains of life if you follow, you will see what’s beyond reality."

And then I sing at the top of my lungs “And I wonder, when I sing along with you, if everything could ever feel this real forever. If anything could ever be this good again. The only thing I will ever ask of you, you’ve got to promise not to stop when I say when.”

Cause sometimes you need to just shout out loud when you can.

This Link is an important manifesto. I believe it helps state my opinion on the up and coming laws on copy write infringement.


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Epic lame

http://www.papertoilet.com/

Nuff said.

Age of Conan Review

Feeling better today I decided to make this a game review.

Game: Age of Conan

Style: MMO

Rating: M (contains blood, violence and nudity)

Cost: $50 plus a monthly $15 subscription fee

Alright, the game starts off good. Lots of voice acting, which is not bad, and tones of quests that are animated and interesting. Less kill 10 of these and come back and more, help me save my daughter from an evil tyrant.

But after level 20 the developers got lazy in the quest/storyline development. Don’t get me wrong it’s a fun game. But after 20 it’s a game and not a story. One could argue that you play an MMO to play with other people but I would have to counter that this is a PvP game so you don’t have many friends. Even if you join a guild your still KOS to your guild mates. Your only safe in towns and if you’re in a party, but even that is not safe as others can come an gank your party.

I went and pounded a few instances and they are not as animated as WoW. Which is sad because you would think that games would at least try to emulate and improve what people want in a game, action and story.

Don’t get me wrong I like this game. The mounted combat is a waste of time as you always get knocked off really easy, however its fun as hell to run up behind a noob on your mammoth and press the space bar (normally jump but on my mammoth the beast roars and I cheer loudly!) scares the crap out of them hee hee.

Also I was in a guild and it basically broke up due to Drama when I was away for a weekend so there is no one online to play with. Making life really boring.

Now I focused on the bad here. And other than a few invisible wall that are frustrating the game is fun. Yes I do plan on playing it past the 30day trial. I want to see where it goes. Apparently PvP is going to be good. And I am willing to bet they are putting a lot of work into it as there are 2 patch days a week, not one. Allowing for constant changes and fixes.

Age of Conan has met with my approval despite the above mentioned negative comments. I could mention all the good things but I dont see how that will add to the review as the developer has already drove those features out to the masses like a train.

Score: 7.5 Mammoth screams out of 10

This is my bitty's new horse (pending vet check of course). It makes me happy to see her ok again. Minus a little wisdom of course, bitty is doing well. Hee hee!

NO MORE WISDOM FOR YOU! -4 to wisdom! (she had her wisdom teeth taken out)

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Where do I go from here

You know, I started writing this blog to allow myself a creative, text based, outlook on my life. But I find myself bitching more than creating art.

In the last few weeks I have been struggling with life. An intense hatred of everything around that is so powerful, I feel weak and pathetic once it subsides. An example of which is hearing people talk around me. All of a sudden I get this intense almost uncontrollable urge to staple their face shut. Sounds violent, yes. When an animal is backed into a corner they tend to do things that they normally would not do. They lash out at their attackers because, well they want to utilize that chance… however small it may be… to survive…

I have been backed into a corner.

My career has gone to shit. In the last 2 weeks I have done nothing but serve other people. And it’s not the nice “can you help me” service but rather the “do it now, worthless scum” type of service. I am thinking that I don’t belong here. When I signed up for this job I was full of hope that I would not have to fight anymore, I would not have to push for the freedom that everyone else sees on a daily basis. The freedom that has been hidden from me my whole life. Apparently that is just a pipe dream.

I find that for every step forward I take 2-3 steps back. I find myself reverting to the primal person of my past. Secluded and rash. There was a time where I did not speak to anyone in a tone below a yell. That was a dark time where I was constantly defending myself mentally, physically, and spiritually. I had to fight; there was no other way other than insanity. I fought to keep my wits and not allow darkness to fill me. This is a choice I had to make and in this world it is not a choice that is acceptable. The norm would rather you go insane, that way they can lock you up and not have to deal with you.

In some cases I sympathize with those people that “go crazy” and commit a violent act. I think I understand where they are when it happens. They are in the corner, and there is no way out. Those people may not be able to quiet their demons; they may not have the skills to push them into the darkness. Or maybe they did have the skills but they pushed the demons so far back that they too got backed into a corner.

As I sit here and watch my projects, work and opportunities get passed to others who are trying to ruin me (that’s not paranoid delusion, I heard them say as much just different words) I realize one important truth. Humans are backstabbers. I have stabbed my share of backs in the past, whether it be by shooting my partner in the back in a free for all laser tag game for extra points or by dating a female that was dated by a friend of mine first (although I don’t consider the last one to be backs tabbing, he does, I think 2 years in-between dating is enough time to call it a thorough breakup but WTF do I know). I try to keep my friends close to me and assist them in every way possible because frankly, I don’t want them to go through what I have in the past. But it seems that once I allow people in, they screw me.

I am thinking here out loud, because if I don’t, I may lose my mind.

I am getting closer to that corner. I am beginning to lash out at anyone and anything who poses as a threat to me. My feelings are only compounded by the fact I could not relax and enjoy myself when Bitty was in town. She could not calm me; my spirituality could not calm me. I was touching the mother’s body and I could not even feel her or speak to her. Sylph has all but abandoned me and Undine is weeping daily. I tried to welcome the earth into me to help me but there are so many demons I cannot hear their voice. I cannot even remember when the last time was that I spoke to my friends. I miss them terribly.

Ever feel like life is against you. As of today, I do now.

I was so happy after the Beltane event. I had heard the mother speaking to me. That lasted only a few moments before humans decided to slap me down again. Now, I am in a phase where I don’t want to do what made me happy because the pain of getting there far outweighs the benefits, thanks to humans and their lack of …brains (took me 5 mins to think of a word and that one did not work all that well).

Another slap down, another stab in the spine, and a complete lack of support. /feel like giving up

At least I have Cuba to look forward to. I am gonna bet that someone with fuck with me there.

Pretty soon I will be like this.

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OMG WOOT!

C man has given me the title of 'Righteous Anger'. He says that is the way my blog reads.

I like it!

Hail, Harper!

Read here first, including commments.

The government is on the attack again. Legislation is going through the House of Commons now that will enable fines for ANYONE who downloads material. I download material, regularly. Whether it is a game, movie or music, it does not matter; I download anything that is of interest to me. I can honestly say that if I do like something I download I go and buy it. For instance I downloaded a copy of Princess Mononoke. I fucking loved it! So I bought not only the DVD but a VHS version as well as burned my ‘illegal’ copy of Princess Mononoke to a disc so I can play it on a laptop without a dvd drive.

Now is that an illegal act? I submit that I purchased more than the normal consumer therefore it’s not. That’s not the only example. I have purchased and downloaded countless products. I have stacks of dvd’s loaded with material. Do I sell them… no… do I use them… sometimes. Mostly I watch, listen or play once and they hit the shelf. If I really like it and want to continue to be entertained then I buy it.

Sorry industry, gone are the days of buying a CD for one song, gone are the days of purchasing a $60 game only to have it suck so bad you put it on the shelf (once the box is opened you cannot return it or sell it). Frankly, this is a message to developers of entertainment to stop shipping us shit (Narnia series, games about Bratz, anything by Mariah Cary, etc.) and start allowing only quality artists to produce material.

Even if this legislation comes into play it may be a serious spank to our rights. How can they regulate what we do in this country? I can tape a TV show and give it to my friend, I can load MP3s onto my iPod, I can play a game that I download from steam. How can they control what I do? Taking away rights like that could be one step closer to a full on dictatorship.

And calling me a thief (Re: above article) for downloading information, that’s just rude. I am willing to bet that the person doing the name calling is guilty themselves.

Why not work on something more meaningful like, I dunnno, gas shortages, food shortages, criminals, violence, wars etc… why is downloading music become a capital crime?
Get with it Harper you dumbass. Control your government and stop doing stupid shit!

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Only one Inch

Alright, yesterday, it went far enough. I am so sick of these people picking on me for no reason at all that I snapped on one of them. You can only push me so far (which is about an inch) before I snap back. The story goes that a drawing I did two months ago for a building science project was under scrutiny because I did not use a button on the tool bar to make a table for one note. I apparently did not follow ADWE standards (which are not out and I am writing them) in this instance.

Now, as long as my text style and size are correct and it is placed neatly in the drawing I do not see any problem. But this bitch I work with is trying to pick a fight with me. She is constantly butting in on conversations between P and me about new CAD computers, she butts into any conversation I have about my work and my jobs. It’s to the point where she is not being helpful but intrusive. She is learning from JP too much.

So I flipped when my drafting skills, which outrank anyone here by the tenth degree, and my ability to function as a draftsman. I know it may seem like nothing to you but I am the only one who lines up text in the company.

I do make mistakes from time to time but this was not one of those times. This was a blatant attempt to make me upset… and it worked… well sort of… see for them to make me mad it’s one thing but I also pick my battles… this was one that I can turn into my favor if they ever try to use it against me. And I can turn so that it has drastic results, towards them. Again I use my powers to protect the good not to make war, so I will let them make another move then I will crush them.

Bitty and I were talking about the SCA equestrian rules this weekend. One thing she noticed was there are rules for the protection of a horse (armor) but nothing regarding their legs. As she puts it, any damage to the horses’ legs will most likely cause their death as they are so fragile. I agree. We also looked at the way the use equine in the wrong way, A LOT. But other than that we could not find much else wrong with the rules. They seem sound.

I am very nervous about fighting on the back of horses. The steel helms that most use for heavy fighting will be used on a horse but, if you get bucked off it could mean your death as they are not designed for that kind of impact. Steel armor in the SCA is not designed for falling off an animal. Most of the combatants who were knocked off a horse in battle in the Middle Ages, died from their injuries. Now it could have been from infection, which we may not have in this day and age but, I am willing to bet the laceration will still be there.

It’s one thing to be hit by a sword it’s another to get bucked off a horse and fall +4 feet. Steel armor is fine but perhaps they should revisit the rules on that before someone gets seriously hurt. Leather armor may have a bit more give and still provide great protection.

We felt that the SCA should not rush too fast into mounted freestyle combat just yet. Perhaps some sort of choreographed event where the moves and the outcome are practiced on the horse to get not only the riders and the horses used to the movement. I felt that they should make it hard not easy for people to get involved. What I mean by that is before they are allowed to freestyle mounted combat they should first go through serious training and maybe do several mock demos. Those can be just as exciting and fun as freestyle.

One could say that I am being too ‘English’ but I would like to point out that I have not ridden English, ever. I learned on a western block and my English ideals come from observation and practice by my Bitty as well as my own experience. I have never met anyone more knowledgeable about equines (Hee hee) than my Bitty.

So, I hope they put in some protection for the horses legs as well as the rider armor and training. Just letting anyone jump on and swing could potentially be a huge mistake.

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Jusarious the Barbarian!

This was a busy long weekend. I worked on the house a bit and did many other things. But mostly it was new game weekend. Age of Conan was prerelease on Saturday….evening. It is Conan. Plain and simple. Barbaric, whoring, violent, hack and slash fun. I really enjoyed it thus far (played to level 21). I am not a fan of zoning though, in a world of open concept games where you can go anywhere you want I find myself missing the dynamic of this factor. An example of this is going to a person to “transport” you via invisible cart to the next area. While the area your in is huge I still miss being able to hop on a boat or fly to my next destination without a zone line.

But I picked me up a couple of whores and did the horizontal waltz… ok I didn’t nor have I found out if that exists at all. But there are women called whores. I can only hope for some sort of colourful action in this game. It will help the parents keep their kids off of the game.

I have not experienced much about this game yet. I do know it’s better than what I have tried so far. We will see how the guild dynamic works. (Ex. guild towns, wars, raiding etc.)
I will post more when I get a better feel for the game. In the mean time my guild website is:
http://abydos.erthonline.com/site/index.php

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Career Review Day

Today was my day to say “Hey, I am doing well. Do I get to move up in the world?”
My career review went well. I have no desire to work though so I am sort of trying to jump start my brain to solve these problems. My brain wants to avoid them though so that is why I am writing this now. “Get back to work brain or I will stab you with a Q-Tip!”

Lady C is treating me with some respect now. I feel like she is coming around to the way I think and I am trying to change the way I act around people. Learning to be a leader is a lot harder than it looks. I am still a noob leader at best. My methods of leadership are “Do as I say not as I do” which does not fly. But I am trying to show these people that I am here and I am….here…to stay. Perhaps on pay day I’ll buy a case of beer. I will not being driving after the 23rd so life will be boring. I wish I could drive every day.

I digress. My review came and went fast. I have completed all my tasks that where set out for me so I don’t have any more tasks to do…. Wait a tick… if I finish my tasks don’t I get to move up in rank… or at least get new tasks. I did ask for more money, I really need it now. I am broker than I would like to think. I think the corporate staff meeting will announce the increases corporately. ‘J’ was saying something about 10%. Which is a whopping 4k in my pocket. Which is good. However I would like to be making the same as other people in my field. And that’s closer to 54-56k a year for a person doing what I am doing with only 1-2 years exp. I also did not get to negotiate my contract when I started so I did not get the same rights that everyone else did. I am pretty sure Lady C makes more than me by at least 10%. The fact I trained her sort of makes me wary.

Otherwise it’s good for another year and I am going to get booked into some courses. ASHRAE , Revit MEP, safety and first aid etc. I did ask for more opportunity and support to develop my design and knowledge base in mechanical. I admire ‘AJ’ and ‘AJ’ and what they have done with their skills and time. I would like to progress such as they have.

Most of all I want to earn my way into this honour roll of this company. I love this job and I intend to do what’s best for the company and me. Which means… sorry ladies, I cannot date you because I work with you. However I am willing to add you to the ranks of my Herim so that you may serve me in this life and the next. /snicker

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Beltaine Part 2

Lady K is apparently in a bad mood today. I offered to throw a pie in her face when it was stated she is feeling neglected but she, rather curtly, denied my offer.

See a pie, in my mind, is a great way to get the attention needed. Go ahead, I dare you to walk by someone with pie on their face and not say anything. Go ahead... I’ll wait....no, no, put the pie down, throwing one in my face was not part of the original deal. Not only does a pie attract attention but the nutritional value alone is worth its weight in... well pie.

Ok, Back to Beltane.

After much fun we headed inside for a game of chess. I in my infinite wisdom managed to pwn my opponent on the first go, but I lost the second go because he felt piss poor about himself. I however acted like I tried. Who moves their queen to be taken by a pawn anyways LOL. Fortunately he did not see through my rouse. The first round though was funny; I moved a pawn on the far side of the board as bait and lure him to make the wrong move then BAMN! Take out his major players. I almost cried at how perfect it was.

There was a bardic competition going on. I salute them but the person who won should not have. There were many other who where better. I like the guy he is great but I thought their where better. One lady could sing like you would not believe. But I digress.

I looked at some shops and knew it was almost time for supper as I could smell it. However I forgot to bring any sort of plate and cutlery. Fortunately after running around like a chicken with my head cut off Rats found a lady and we got our setting.

The food was amazing. Wicked cool. Nuff said there. All you can eat prime rib for a mere 10 bucks...it could be lathered in whipping cream and cherries and I would have loved it for that price. Speaking of which that gives me an idea!

Court followed dinner. I was given a spoon for fighting. It was such an honour. I really have not felt that feeling in a while. It felt good to pick up a sword again. I also received a token from the Princess (which I lost and it was such a heartbreak to lose that) and a necklace from my lord Baron Baothuk.

The prince then stood up and apologized for some shit that he did. It sounded childish when I heard what he did but I did not care. There is a lot of inbred stuff going on with this group that really makes me want to slap people. Childish things. But I keep my mouth shut as it’s not my place to say a thing nor do I want to waste breath on deaf ears.

It was a fun fun fun night and I enjoyed every minute.

Lady K, don't be mad. It’s not worth the effort. And for the love of hell, you can speak to me at an event. I am not some plague rat.

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Beltaine Part 1

Beltaine was a success. I was a little late showing up but when I did I was asked to fight thus I fought in my first tourney this weekend. Apparently there will be flak for me not being carded but I believe it should be discounted after I do get my card. Perhaps the experience I have will compensate for this and people will see that I am not a noob fighter. Although I do need more training because I need to know how hard to hit for it to register as a blow.

Let me explain.

The first battle was a bridge battle. A makeshift bridge was set up and I was paired with my lord Vic. We where pit against the other 2 teams of fighters to hold the bridge and defeat our opponents. Very simple. Mr. Rats (George) went down to my blows first. He went down fast. I parried his weapon with my left and with a flick of my wrist I snapped the other blade into his helm. However I fell right then to a arcing blow to the head by his partner which was meant for Vic. I fell in battle then but saved my lord Vic thus allowing him to defeat the enemy.

The second battle was well fought too. I went in for a parry again… this time the blow was not fully parried and I lost my arm. Dropping my sword behind me went in with one hand behind my back. Again I was hit by Vic’s opponent that was out of my visual range. I went down but Vic managed to take the rest of them out from his knees. Well done lad.

Next event was a Valhalla. Everyone against everyone. This one I fell to a few blows but I did score some good hits. One lad had a two handed sword and was no match for me..except for the fact I did not hit hard enough. I parried his sword far out to my left and I stepped into its range and fired on off into his left flank. I backed off then thinking he I beat him and won the round when he came at me scoring a hit off my helm that I did not expect. He then told me that my blow was too light. It was a solid blow but I will take his word for it.

The next round of Valhalla I was a bit dazed and lost a strap on my tasset. Thus I was out for the rest of the battles.

I tried to fix it but I did not have the tools needed to remove the rivets.

Apparently people will be getting flak for me fighting but I will stand by them. The rules where followed (other than me being carded) and the rest of the people had fun. No injuries were reported although Rats had a bloody hand. His helm came apart and flew off when he was charged. Truth be told his helm was already bashed up pretty good this time. He made it himself but it needs to be fixed better.

I will contend with anyone there at anytime. It was fun and I did enjoy the rush.

The events after I will speak about in my next blog.

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GTA 4... or GTA 3 with better ___

Ok, so I rented GTA 4. Yes that’s right, I am too broke to buy it.

So I gave it a shot this weekend. The game pissed me off more than I liked. The controls are retarded. Seriously, they have a cover system that does not work a lot of the time, and the driving is so sensitive that if you move the stick a bit too far you end up almost losing control of the car.

Now the story is fun. I’ll admit that. And the city is pretty vibrant. You cannot go into every store but there are a few (maybe 10-15) on the first island that you can go on. I found though that this game actually made me toss my controller against the fing wall. Seriously, I hated racing and getting into battles. Racing if I hit the wrong button I am in the ditch. I have played driving games and I can hairpin on Gran Turismo so tight you cannot slip a piece of paper in between my front bumper and the inside line. Yet I cannot drive these fing cars to save my life. They have a grand prix in the game that is like mine and I’ll be damned if my car moved that that POS.

Fighting/shooting is also a pain in the ass. I was jamming on the buttons to get a punch off and do you think anything came off? No! Also holding the button half way down to manual target.... press it anymore and your back to auto target.... do they actually play the fing games?

The missions are the same as before. Steal a car, bring it here. Go kill this guy. Race this car and win. Drive me here. Etc. But they did add a new feature called relationships. You do things with people to make them like you. Wayyy to easy if you ask me since I went out with this girl, who is obviously an undercover cop, and I slept with her on the first date.

This game should also be rated adult and the boob tape removed. I mean, what’s the point of having a game rated M, then putting lap dances in it and keeping the rating of M by putting boob tape on the girl.... It’s still a lap dance. And hookers.... aside from being naked, they hop on you for 70 bucks and ride you like you’re a horse in need of breaking.

Rate it adult and remove the cloths man.

Also, this weekend I finished my first kidney belt for SCA fighting. It’s made from scrap and the stain did not penetrate before I put the clear coat on so I streaked it (which made it look like cherry wood... sweeeettt!). But it’s cool and it will be of some use.

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Cluster fuck of a week

OK first of all, if you’re reading this and I work with you, Lady K excluded, PISS OFF!

I find that there is something going on where people are trying to discredit me. However, my plans always work to my advantage, no matter if the outcome was anticipated or not. They are failing. And cannot win.

We are going to push forward with our new system next week and by George it’s going to make life so much better. I mean, after the children stop crying because we fixed their favorite broken toy.

When will noobs learn that for a company to function and for them to get a fing pay cheque there needs to be a system in place to ensure quality. How many times do you buy a pair of pants from someplace where after one wash they fall apart....and they don’t take them back at the store because you 'washed' them.... I am going to bet once. Well same goes for me and I really don’t care that there is serious fuk tardiness going on I will push to have my company reach new levels of perfection so I still have a job in the morning. Regardless of how much toll it takes on me.

I also hit someone in my friggen car today. Yes My BRAND NEW CAR has a smudge in the bumper. I quite literally dodged a bullet this time because I could be in serious shit with this. I grazed the man’s tire.

I blame 2 things, his speed which was way too fast and my glasses which are like a set of blinders. I love my bitty but I cannot wear these sexy glasses when I am driving, I need to get driving glasses.

With fricken laser beams.

Well it’s time to start hashing out my timesheet. I managed to be busy but very, very bored today so it’s going to be a chore to get that done.

No crashes on the way home god damn it.

I am going to be extra vigilant from now on.

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On another note, pimping your nationality to everyone is annoying at the best of times. No one cares where you come from, or what shit you eat because you’re this. You’re still a snotty little _____. And stop butting in on conversations and snooping around my stations. I can see what goes on after I am gone and it is recorded. re: hidden cam at work.

Promoted to the bottom of the ocean or demoted to the top of the bog? Which is it?

I got a 'promotion'. I am now the CAD Lead for our branch. Simply put, I am the boss of all things CAD. I don't think I get manager pay, I don’t even think I get to go drink beer on retreats.

But it should be fun no doubt. Stir up the pot so to speak. Pick a fight here and a debate there to get results. Who knows, maybe I can become corporate CAD Lead. Maybe one day.

I am leaving this weekend (Friday) to pick up me new car. I will be arriving in Winnipeg and cuddling my hunny all night long then I pick up my car in the morning, do all the stuff I need to do, and then spend Sat with my hunny. Then Sunday, we drive home to Calgary. Bitty leaves first thing Monday morning... sigh, I wish she could have stayed longer.

I will post pictures of my car sometimes soon. It's going to be nice to have the freedom to go places. Is freedom worth 700 bucks a month?.... Apparently so.

I sure hope I get my salary review and maybe a raise this year. I worked pretty hard and excelled far in one year. Rookie of the Year, CAD Lead of Calgary, and best looking award... ok I made one of those up, you can decide which one. Anyway, I should be up for at least a 15% raise... I want a lot more but that’s because I am a greedy POS, and I need it damn it!

That’s all for now,

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Old habits die HARD!

I may miss another tavern tonight. I do feel quite a bit of pain today but it’s a different kind of pain. It’s more a stress pain. I am sick with this damn head cold and my stomach is still a wee bit upset. I am hopefully going to get a call from my doctor soon to find out what the hell he pulled out of me.

I believe this is my LAST missed tavern due to transportation. It is going to take me a while to get better for sure but that old crutch of not being able to get to places fast is going to be over soon. I wish it did not take me 3 hours to go home, get ready, and come all the way back to the other side of the city. Rush hour it would be shorter but I will be damned if I can get anywhere with haste after or before that time.

I am looking at 3 cars. All of which are 2008(new). Grand Prix, G6, and a Malibu. I like the grand prix a lot but I don’t like the color or the interior. I thought it was leather so I was all excited but turns out the power of suggestion made me think it was leather when infact it was fabric. They are comfy but not pretty seats. Otherwise it’s a beast of a car that I am sure I would love.

The G6 is nice but meh.

And the Malibu is what I wanted but I am beginning to get the feeling that it is going to be the death of me.

Grand Prix is the most expensive car of the 3.

I however have a feeling that if I don’t get out and fight more often I am going to get fat from all this driving and none of the walking.

More later, if I remember.

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Athiests got it wrong, man.

I recently (as in last night) watched a movie/documentary called The God Who Wasn't There and I got a sour taste from it.

Everyone knows I hate christians. Why I hate them is the fact they don't think straight they think what other tell them to think. Now your saying well am I any better because I hate them, well realize I use the term hate loosely. Its not the infidel must die hate it’s the “Are you a retard, stoopid!” Hate.

I hate the fact that they don’t use their "god given" free will to question the words that come out of the mouths of these so called leaders. To not find the answers for you and to just take what someone says as truth is one of the stoopidest things any free to think person can do. So I hate them for their apathy and I hate them for their lack of self respect. In my opinion, of course.

Again it’s not a kill them all hate, its much more complex and a frustrated hate.

So in this movie we have atheist number one who was a christian and he began to question what was being forced down his throat. Which I totally agree with. But to hate the christians the way he does is unhealthy. I believe he may have been abused in some loose way to allow him to lash out at what is going on.

Now I understand he was trying to post his view, in a Michael Moore in-your-face style, but he sort of lost that flair near the end and it seemed like he was just attacking anything in reach and saying things from his point of view rather than giving all the facts. You know the type, trying to convert you to his religion by telling you what’s wrong with everything else and not what’s good.

Unfortunately I hate christians for their apathy towards their own teachings, but I have to say that not everyone can be a leader and in any society there are both leaders and followers. The vast majority of christians in North America are quite happy not questioning their faith. They love and are happy with their lack of independence and free thinking. Kudos to them.

I too would like these people to "see the light" and come over to my side, but frankly I don’t want them around. I enjoy being alone because it is mine and not anyone else’s. If some other 'leader' comes in and takes over I lose what is special to me because they will scam every living soul they can to get their own ends, all the while never believing in what they are teaching.

While the movie does put a good point forward the message I got from it is basically to think for yourself and don’t take everything you hear at face value because it may be a myth or rouse that has evolved into a truthful story after a few reiterations. Re:Urban Myths.

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All things said and done.

Four years is a long time. While in the life span of a planet it may seem but a blink… but in the life span of a fruit fly, it is Immortality.

I met my Bitty on this day 4 years ago. It was a cold winter day and we went to a theatre together. Well actually separately and we met there. Master and Commander was the movie we saw. A navel movie where the ship went around the bend of South America to end up in the Galapagos Islands. Many pirates and battles occurred and it was not something of a fantasy. It was a rather graphic and realistic movie.

I remember she got scared and ducked into me. And it was that moment that I realized my Hunny had come home. I felt that power that a man should feel in the presence of a loved one. I was protecting her from the evils and at the instant she touched my skin I felt a surge of power and warmth. She was touched by the gods. I did not know how much until I saw her years later and she was dealing with a horse. With not but a thought and a gesture she was in control of the large animal. Effortless. Flora mare loved her, so she told me.

Anyways the movie ended and we departed the theatre. I was about to ask her to go for something to eat or to just hang out and talk but she said “Bye” and with red on her cheeks she was gone. LOL it was so fast I was dumbfounded and lost for words.

But I went home and got on the internet and met her on MSN for a chat and I asked her why she left. She was afraid and embarrassed. So I asked her out again. And again and again.

And then 4 years later here we are. We had some hiccups and some time apart but all in all it’s been a wonderful 4 years. She is away from me now but that’s ok. I don’t mind one bit. Its sucks not having her around to cuddle and live with but I can wait until she gets what she wants in her life. It gives me a chance to catch up on the things that I left behind years ago when I thought my life would be hopeless and I would never amount to anything. She purged me of those things and now I am on top of the world. There is no place to go but up and I cannot wait until I can provide for her……… and she can be my sugar momma hee hee! /wink

I was once asked why I loved her even though she was so far away. I could not answer that question right away. It was not something I thought of I just did it. Now I can tell you that without my Bitty I would not be where I am today. Sitting at a desk downtown with a window view of the mountains and slacking off writing this when I should be drafting something really boring (it’s sooo boring trust me). It’s not always this boring just this piping crap I hate so much.

For a minute there I lost myself.
Anyways so that’s a bit o’a story for the day. Love ya Bitty, Happy 4 years of fun!

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Religion and my real life.

I took a test today that Lady K had on her blog. HERE is a link to the test. It is surprising that Buddhism would be my number 1 match.


1. Mahayana Buddhism (100%)
2. Hinduism (96%)
3. Jainism (91%)
4. Theravada Buddhism (90%)
5. New Thought (87%)
6. Neo-Pagan (85%)
7. Unitarian Universalism (85%)
8. Scientology (77%)
9. Christian Science (Church of Christ, Scientist) (63%)
10. Nontheist (63%)
11. Orthodox Judaism (62%)
12. New Age (58%)
13. Sikhism (55%)
14. Liberal Quakers (51%)
15. Taoism (50%)
16. Mainline to Conservative Christian/Protestant (49%)
17. Mainline to Liberal Christian Protestants (49%)
18. Secular Humanism (49%)
19. Reform Judaism (45%)
20. Bahá'í Faith (43%)
21. Islam (43%)
22. Orthodox Quaker (37%)
23. Eastern Orthodox (28%)
24. Roman Catholic (28%)
25. Seventh Day Adventist (22%)
26. Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints (Mormons) (18%)
27. Jehovah's Witness (9%)



I found that the test did not really allow for me to choose my Faith properly so I had to find the closest facsimile to what I believe. Is it really odd that there are only these few religions when there are thousands of choices out there. I am a Naturist to the spiritual level. But I find in this day and age I cannot be because I don't have a choice but to be consumerist to survive. One can say that may be part of nature to adapt to ones surrounds and survive but that only provides me with a small amount of comfort.

Oh well it was neat to do but defiantly not who I am inside. I am going to make a trip to my grove this year. If I get a car(which will allow me to get there finally) I am going to try and spend a couple of days there and push back the forest a bit so that it can grow better. Bitty can come too.

Its been a while and I need to recharge. My crystal is weaker lately and I cannot feel the world around me anymore.

At one time I could feel everything, I could see people age and die before me only to be reborn and start the process over again. But now it has faded to the point of having to guess what is going on around me. Time to recharge.

That's it for now. Bitty is pressuring me to post this.

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Of things I want to say.

I have been sick for a while, we all know this, but I am hoping to get a diagnosis soon. Crossing fingers it’s nothing serious.

In the mean time I have been poked and prodded by all sorts of medical equipment for the last 2 months now. I keep telling myself it’s for the greater good but sylph knows it’s not something I want to do too often. And we won’t go into details but suffice to say I don’t wish this on too many people.

Lady K wants me to get Rock Band... I want to get a car.... so the compromise is SHE can buy the game and I will play it with her. Its only $150 and she is rich and in love with a male person who can provide for her. Hee hee heee /duck

Lady K, use your charms and get him to buy me a car too. Hee hee!

I am finished my work for the week but I am waiting here incase something comes up that needs my attention. Also I have taken a lot of time off for this sick stuff so I should not leave early for a long time.

I started driving lessons... yes, after 269 years I am finally going to drive something other than my feet forward. And now with gas prices at an all time high I don’t know if it’s even worth it anymore. I hate gas companies. Maybe I will buy a diesel and convert it to run on fryer oil. To hell with these oil companies.

Maybe Sylph, Undine and the Mother will bless me and allow me to win the Millionaire for Life lottery so I can fix myself and help those around me pay off their debts. I know Bitty would like to have her loans paid off. That would be nice to not have to worry about money for a little while and I can concentrate on my life’s experiences. I need to bring some more experiences with me back to The Stream to share with everything.

Oh I have not ranted yet in this post…. Oh wait I did a little about gas. Ok that’s great so I don’t need to worry about that part. What’s left?

Ohhh I should write a will. Last rights you know? Things that are important to me if I cannot tell people they are important. Like for instance I don’t want to be cremated. I think that the fires take away that which would become part of the food chain. Sort of like a final recycling trip to the depot. Worms need food too. Or something like I want a tree planted over me too, so that the nitrogen from my shell will nourish the tree.

Well I will get all that stuff down one day.

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Finally Finished

Took me a while I know. Can you blame me? I wanted to see it in HD 1080i. Yes you are hearing this correctly, I finished Assassins Creed. What a hell of a great game. The ending is rather different, and yes it does end abruptly. However for those who want to know what the ending means, Here a link for you to read up. I could type it up but it will basically say the same thing, so if you did not get it read that page. I decided that the fighting style of Altiar is similar to my own style. And after much research into the references they used to make the game, I come realize they did their homework and I can apply some of the armor styles(which are very period based) to my SCA armor. With some slight modifications of course to help change it so it fits more my style of fighting.

The main issue for me is figuring out a way to make my sword basket and gauntlet and still maintain the ability to maneuver it to fit the situation. I think if i armor up the bracer and have some sort of articulating gauntlet, I can keep the weapon free and able to be reversed. When ever I fought with a heavier blade I found that key to being able to adapt to the opponents offensive attacks. Being able to parry and riposte is the key to winning a fight, for me anyways.

I would like to experiment with smaller weapons. I see these guys using sword and shield, Florentine (duel weapons), heavy great swords, hammers etc. But I don’t see many who can fight duel well and I don’t see many using just a long or short sword. A shield I find encumbers me too much to be able to parry or even see the attack coming. I notice people 'hiding' behind their shields too long. Again I would like to note that I have not fought in this arena type and things will be different from my experience once I am facing an opponent of these styles.

Lady K has offered to help me make the armor, as to which I am honoured. I can hear her eyes rolling at the above paragraph but that’s cool. I only speak from my experience.

These photos are what I want to create for a Halloween costume with the armor bits used for my SCA fighting. That bracer is very close to what I want for maximum movement and protection of the forearm. I want to add some steel shoulder plates (maybe can be scavenged from my plate armor. I want to maybe make a chain shirt for under a cloth shirt with perhaps some plates in vital areas for added protection. I like the long coat style so I may see if I can get my seamstress to make me a coat similar to this. I really like the tails. The kidney belt and scabbard are great as well. In addition to the scabbard on the back which I would not mind having, for it is a great place to put an extra short weapon for easy access incase I get disarmed with my non-attached to my body sword. It will also provide that extra little bit of back protection that I want. My main goal is to get a great looking suit of armor with the criteria of high mobility, protection, and functionality. And I want it to look good to. If I get all this done I may donate my chest plate to the armory. We will see though because if I get the wrong idea for this one I may want something to fall back on. To tell you the truth I really don’t like that breastplate. It is cumbersome in the mid region. I can make it work but it needs to be modified. I can’t help but think that perhaps I should have swindled my way out of the breastplate and only got the helm (which I want to keep and use in this new setup) and the shoulders (pauldrons).

Most of all I want to avoid being pummeled. I like to go to work the next day looking good, not like I was in a bar fight. Poor Lady K is mangled today. Maybe she needs to fight in a giant bubble hee hee! Some of these guys are brutes though and will roux the day the put an unsportsmanlike pummeling on me.
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Why game reviewers on TV should be shot.

Yesterday I was watching a preview for a game coming out. The nice young lady (Morgan Webb) was talking to a developer about this new game that was basically a cross between crap and more crap. The game in question is Prototype. You play a shape shifter that can "eat" people and then become them. You’re all powerful too allowing you to grow armor and weapons to take out hundreds of guys shooting at you for no reason on the docks of New York City.

I mean seriously. The developer says people want to be all powerful and nothing can harm them. Yeah people who are noobs. 12 year olds with their game genie and cheat codes for god mode. No talent ass clowns that in all honesty should not be playing games and should instead be sucking on their momma's teet.

Yeah I am talking to you, go cry yourself to sleep on your huge absorbent pilla!

To the rest of you, we are all much better than this crap. I don’t care about a game that gives me free roaming of New York (been there re: Spiderman the game). I don’t care about being all powerful and able to destroy cars as your running down the street(cars that look all the same, what did a Honda dealer open up and scare other car dealers away. We all know New Yorkers only drive Honda civics). I don’t give a rats ass about being able to shape shift into a dude that looks like Ron Jeremy or the dude from 3 men and a baby (pick one of the three).

Honestly developers. Listen to the people. Quit making crap. Have a great story and some visuals to go with it. We don’t want any more smash em up 'Hulk' games that make you so strong you can take out a city block with a well placed fart.

Take Crysis visuals, mix em with a bit of assassins creed stealth game play, mixed with splinter cell stealth which is awesome, get some COD4 action (first level COD4, the rest so far has become a plateau), then throw it all in with some great story and back-story like apparently (I have not played it yet) mass effect or final fantasy. Realism sells, but fantasy mixed with realism... gold mine.

If a developer reads this (doubt it) and they want a real gamer to help you create a story that will sell millions and then go on to become a blockbuster movie and TV series with great merchandise capability, Message me. (I promise not to use so many bracketed phrases)

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P.S. I forgot to say why reviewers should be shot and instead I went into why developers should be shot. The reviewer said "We cant wait for this game to come out because it looks awsome." /cock gun /pull trigger.

Spending money

Oh bitty is in town so I is spending money. She lets me do it too hee hee. 42" Plasma, new solid cherry bookshelf, food, cloths, etc.

Fun times.

I miss my bitty all the time.

I am bored at work right now. I really have nothing to do. So let me tell you a story.

A man walked. Alone through a dark forest in the middle of what is now called the Rocky Mountains. The forest was dark, cold. The spray of a nearby water fall causing the air temperature to drop. There was nothing there.

The man was alone, and lonely. No one was around. Not for thousands of miles. The moon was the only light. Bringing with it shadows and eyes. Eyes of prey and the preying. Spear in hand the man walked cautiously from shadow to shadow. Careful not to disturb the foliage that blanketed the ground.

He walked for what seemed like hours. When he could go no farther he gazed at his surroundings. The waterfall bubbling to his side, a ring of trees, soft mulch, mushrooms growing.... and eyes... invisible but he could feel them.

The moon went behind a cloud. The wind picked up as the darkness covered the area. Then, all that was left was the eyes. The man new his life was forfeit. He tried to escape but he could not hope to outrun the predator.

The wind picked up as the predator closed in for the kill. The man backed off, spear forward and set. His heart pounded in his ears. Back, and back and back.

The predator leaped. Time slowed. The man could see all that his life was and would have been.

The ground fell beneath his feet. Flowing like a waterfall. Down and down.

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