la_belle_laide: (ShinRa slut)



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Last night was what we had been looking forward to for months: Distant Worlds! It was a little nerve-wracking with catching all the different trains, esp. the Atlantic Terminal which has a tendency to shut down at random times etc.

Jo-chan and I left at around 3:45 and were at Syosset train station around 5. SB wasn't far behind and we got some snacks and water from Dunkin Donuts, got our train tickets, and were on our way. (Note to self: That nice conductor was right: when in doubt, get off-peack tickets. DO NOT listen to the idiot woman on line in front of you and buy PEAK tickets when you're going west in the afternoon. *Kicks random woman*)

Train rides were pretty quick and went smoothly, and the BAM center was literally right around the corner from the Atlantic Terminal. It was a 3 minute walk, 5 at most. We got there, had a look around, and then had another snack upstairs at the BAM cafe, which was really cool. That done, we got our awesome orchestra seats by raound 7:30, and waited, chatting with the folks around us who were just as excited and geeked out as we were.

Jo-chan and I were the only ones in any sort of costume. I'm glad we went subtle. Actually, in the bathroom, two girls were like, "Oh my god, Raine! And Edea!" We were like, "Oh yeah, score. Someone got it, at least."

We all somehow expected Nobuo Uematsu to be the maestro, the MC, really anything. But instead, he came out on stage, took a bow to thunderous screaming and applause, and then took a seat in the audience next to some very lucky fans. He's so cool, with his musical note doo-rag and his long, floofy hair.

They opened the show with the general theme to Final Fantasy, and went right into Liberi Fatali. It wasn't the kind of show where you could be screaming and stomping and cheering, like Video Games Live, so reactions from the audience were limited to whispered "ahhs!" and "OMGs!" and quiet squees. I saw a lot of people hand-flailing just to contain their excitement during their favorite numbers. Personally, I would have gone for Liberi Fatali alone. As I mentioned in a past post that song and I have history.

History. )

The live version is, of course, amazing.

The show went really heavy on FF7 and FF8, for which I was personally so thrilled. They did a little FF13 too, and some Chocobo stuff which was awesome. And the live version of JENOVA blows away about any version I've ever heard.

I have pics and videos of much of this, but they are mostly crap, since filming and photographs were prohibited, and everything was done on the sneak.

At the end, though, I just shamelessly started recording. I couldn't not, because Uematsu came on stage to sing One Winged Angel with the choir. I can't even tell you how epic that was. (Of note: The choir was singing the words "ira vehementus" when I'm sure the actual words are "ira vehementi. And I saw Uematsu singing "ira vehementi" also. I just thought that was weird.) I swear I also still hear "haryuu no hanekata the last two times, instead of "Gloriosa Generosa."

The ended the show with One Winged Angel, of course, because you can't follow that. It's impossible.

We had our meet+greet tickets, which was part of what the ridiculous extra cost was for. It was mad expensive, but we all thought, really, when else might we get a chance to talk to Nobuo Uematsu? Maybe even never. But we were concerned because the last train out of Brooklyn was 10:55 unless we wanted to either get a cab to Jamaica and wait until the 1:38 train (and if we missed that one, the next train out was 3:20. WTF. No one wants to sit in Jamaica station at 3 Am.)

So even as the orchestra started leaving, we jumped out of our seats and to the one, teeny tiny elevator. We were actually the first ones to the meet and greet. Uematsu came up at around 10:30. Well, I guess we all kind of lost our cool for a bit then. I wanted him to sign my soundtrack. It's the original, from ages ago, which you can't really find anymore, or so I'm told.

So I went up first, and I forgot the word for "sountrack." I just went, "Uematsu-san, thank you so much, could you sign my, my, my, my.... my thing, my soundtrack paper thing?" He was like, Sure, sure! And I was all "oh, thank you, thank you!" He asked if I spoke Japanese (I might have gotten totally ridiculous and stuttered out an "arigatou gozaimasu!") and I was trying to remember how to say "a tiny bit," (chiisai, chiisai!) but couldn't remember, so I just said, "a tiny bit. BUT I TRY VERY HARD."

Umm, then I moved aside from SB who went, "Umm, wow, thank you for the music, umm, HAHAHA!" and shoved his ticket to be signed. Uematsu was very obliging and he was like, "Oh, you're welcome," and SB was like, "THANK YOU FOR COMING TO NEW YORK, HAHA."He couldn't stop grinning. Then he said hi to the conductor, Arnie Roth, who also signed his ticket.

Jo-chan came up next, and she had the presence of mind to actually FORM WORDS to him and have an actual conversation. She told him that Final Fantasy came out when she was five, and that his music had been a part of her life since childhood. He asked her, "Did Final Fantasy come out when you were five, because I doubt that," and she said, "No, Final Fantasy VII, my favorite." He asked her if she had played when she was a child and I jumped in and said, "They both played Final Fantasy since childhood, I insisted." Everyone got a laugh out of that.

We got our pics, thanked them both again, and then sort of floated euphorically out of the building.

Outside, Jo-chan said she'd been close enough to smell his hair, and we decided that he smelled like the Promised Land, or newly formed Materia.

When we got to Atlantic Terminal, they had a gate across the entrance. I pushed it aside and went inside anyway, where some guards were like, "No, no, you have to take the elevator, the stairs are closed!" I was like, "Umm, why are the stairs closed? And there had better be a train at the bottom of the elevator."

Fortunately there was, and we caught it in time. We made the 10:55 train by a ten minute margin; that's how quickly it was all over. We were laughing and ridiculous for the entire trip back.

We got back to Syosset at 12:15 AM. Jo-chan got a sandwich from Dunkin Donuts, while SB headed back to campus.

We were back at my house at 1:15 AM, which was such a relief, when my worry was that we wouldn't even catch the 1:38 train.

But anyway. Oh my gosh, what a beautiful concert, what a fantastic experience. We got to talk to Uematsu-san, and Jo-chan expressed for all of us what we wanted to say to him.

Pics, of course! )

Too cool to cut!
Photobucket

Squee, squared. Pun more or less intended. :)

Today is much less awesome, but that doesn't belong in a post about things like this – I don't want to cheapen or lessen the thing that happened today by mixing it in with my fannish joy, because it's, sadly, too serious in nature for this stuff.

More later, but for now, I'm going to hold onto lsat night's joy for a while.
la_belle_laide: (ShinRa slut)



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Last night was what we had been looking forward to for months: Distant Worlds! It was a little nerve-wracking with catching all the different trains, esp. the Atlantic Terminal which has a tendency to shut down at random times etc.

Jo-chan and I left at around 3:45 and were at Syosset train station around 5. SB wasn't far behind and we got some snacks and water from Dunkin Donuts, got our train tickets, and were on our way. (Note to self: That nice conductor was right: when in doubt, get off-peack tickets. DO NOT listen to the idiot woman on line in front of you and buy PEAK tickets when you're going west in the afternoon. *Kicks random woman*)

Train rides were pretty quick and went smoothly, and the BAM center was literally right around the corner from the Atlantic Terminal. It was a 3 minute walk, 5 at most. We got there, had a look around, and then had another snack upstairs at the BAM cafe, which was really cool. That done, we got our awesome orchestra seats by raound 7:30, and waited, chatting with the folks around us who were just as excited and geeked out as we were.

Jo-chan and I were the only ones in any sort of costume. I'm glad we went subtle. Actually, in the bathroom, two girls were like, "Oh my god, Raine! And Edea!" We were like, "Oh yeah, score. Someone got it, at least."

We all somehow expected Nobuo Uematsu to be the maestro, the MC, really anything. But instead, he came out on stage, took a bow to thunderous screaming and applause, and then took a seat in the audience next to some very lucky fans. He's so cool, with his musical note doo-rag and his long, floofy hair.

They opened the show with the general theme to Final Fantasy, and went right into Liberi Fatali. It wasn't the kind of show where you could be screaming and stomping and cheering, like Video Games Live, so reactions from the audience were limited to whispered "ahhs!" and "OMGs!" and quiet squees. I saw a lot of people hand-flailing just to contain their excitement during their favorite numbers. Personally, I would have gone for Liberi Fatali alone. As I mentioned in a past post that song and I have history.

History. )

The live version is, of course, amazing.

The show went really heavy on FF7 and FF8, for which I was personally so thrilled. They did a little FF13 too, and some Chocobo stuff which was awesome. And the live version of JENOVA blows away about any version I've ever heard.

I have pics and videos of much of this, but they are mostly crap, since filming and photographs were prohibited, and everything was done on the sneak.

At the end, though, I just shamelessly started recording. I couldn't not, because Uematsu came on stage to sing One Winged Angel with the choir. I can't even tell you how epic that was. (Of note: The choir was singing the words "ira vehementus" when I'm sure the actual words are "ira vehementi. And I saw Uematsu singing "ira vehementi" also. I just thought that was weird.) I swear I also still hear "haryuu no hanekata the last two times, instead of "Gloriosa Generosa."

The ended the show with One Winged Angel, of course, because you can't follow that. It's impossible.

We had our meet+greet tickets, which was part of what the ridiculous extra cost was for. It was mad expensive, but we all thought, really, when else might we get a chance to talk to Nobuo Uematsu? Maybe even never. But we were concerned because the last train out of Brooklyn was 10:55 unless we wanted to either get a cab to Jamaica and wait until the 1:38 train (and if we missed that one, the next train out was 3:20. WTF. No one wants to sit in Jamaica station at 3 Am.)

So even as the orchestra started leaving, we jumped out of our seats and to the one, teeny tiny elevator. We were actually the first ones to the meet and greet. Uematsu came up at around 10:30. Well, I guess we all kind of lost our cool for a bit then. I wanted him to sign my soundtrack. It's the original, from ages ago, which you can't really find anymore, or so I'm told.

So I went up first, and I forgot the word for "sountrack." I just went, "Uematsu-san, thank you so much, could you sign my, my, my, my.... my thing, my soundtrack paper thing?" He was like, Sure, sure! And I was all "oh, thank you, thank you!" He asked if I spoke Japanese (I might have gotten totally ridiculous and stuttered out an "arigatou gozaimasu!") and I was trying to remember how to say "a tiny bit," (chiisai, chiisai!) but couldn't remember, so I just said, "a tiny bit. BUT I TRY VERY HARD."

Umm, then I moved aside from SB who went, "Umm, wow, thank you for the music, umm, HAHAHA!" and shoved his ticket to be signed. Uematsu was very obliging and he was like, "Oh, you're welcome," and SB was like, "THANK YOU FOR COMING TO NEW YORK, HAHA."He couldn't stop grinning. Then he said hi to the conductor, Arnie Roth, who also signed his ticket.

Jo-chan came up next, and she had the presence of mind to actually FORM WORDS to him and have an actual conversation. She told him that Final Fantasy came out when she was five, and that his music had been a part of her life since childhood. He asked her, "Did Final Fantasy come out when you were five, because I doubt that," and she said, "No, Final Fantasy VII, my favorite." He asked her if she had played when she was a child and I jumped in and said, "They both played Final Fantasy since childhood, I insisted." Everyone got a laugh out of that.

We got our pics, thanked them both again, and then sort of floated euphorically out of the building.

Outside, Jo-chan said she'd been close enough to smell his hair, and we decided that he smelled like the Promised Land, or newly formed Materia.

When we got to Atlantic Terminal, they had a gate across the entrance. I pushed it aside and went inside anyway, where some guards were like, "No, no, you have to take the elevator, the stairs are closed!" I was like, "Umm, why are the stairs closed? And there had better be a train at the bottom of the elevator."

Fortunately there was, and we caught it in time. We made the 10:55 train by a ten minute margin; that's how quickly it was all over. We were laughing and ridiculous for the entire trip back.

We got back to Syosset at 12:15 AM. Jo-chan got a sandwich from Dunkin Donuts, while SB headed back to campus.

We were back at my house at 1:15 AM, which was such a relief, when my worry was that we wouldn't even catch the 1:38 train.

But anyway. Oh my gosh, what a beautiful concert, what a fantastic experience. We got to talk to Uematsu-san, and Jo-chan expressed for all of us what we wanted to say to him.

Pics, of course! )

Too cool to cut!
Photobucket

Squee, squared. Pun more or less intended. :)

Today is much less awesome, but that doesn't belong in a post about things like this – I don't want to cheapen or lessen the thing that happened today by mixing it in with my fannish joy, because it's, sadly, too serious in nature for this stuff.

More later, but for now, I'm going to hold onto lsat night's joy for a while.
la_belle_laide: (Mappy)
This is the story I grew up hearing:

In the 40s, the US was working on a secret project that would make ships invisible to radar. This is why a huge radar tower was erected at Montauk Point – it's right there on the water, and in the 40s no one knew from Montauk, it was the end of the world, the edge of nowhere. Not a huge tourist attraction. Supposedly, these experiments were based on Einstein's Unified Field Theory, and the inventions of of Nikola Tesla. I guess it makes a vague sort of sense if you think about how Einstein was trying to figure out a Unified Field theory—which was to unify the general relativity with electromagnetism--and Tesla's electromagnetic motor. Plus the fact that they both lived on Long Island for a time and they worked together. Tesla actually had a lot going on here on Long Island. He was a homeboy.

Anyway, so they built this radar tower and the experiment was on a ship called the USS Eldridge which spent most of its time in New York harbors, but on this particular day, started out in Philadelphia. The experiment was called the Philadelphia project, or the Montauk project, Project Rainbow, Project Phoenix, Project this and that. Supposedly, in order to make the ship invisible to radar, they were going to bend the light around it using electromagnetics. Remember, this is just a legend, there's not a lot of ACTUALFAX around it.

Instead of making the USS Eldridge disappear from radar, whatever they did erased entirely from view. Poof, gone. Not only could Montauk's radar tower not pick it up, but even the naked eye could no longer see it.

However, forty minutes later, the Eldridge popped into existence in the harbors of Norfolk, Virginia, where it was surrounded by a greenish glow. It hung around there for a while, but before anyone could get out there (or, apparently, could get any photographs,) it disappeared again.

Then, as the stories go, it showed up in the waters of either Philadelphia, or Montauk again. The green glow was gone, but when people got to the ship, all was not well. The sailors were either dead, dying, or insane. When you tell this part of the story, you're supposed to make it really spooky. A few of the sailors were found fused into the hull of the ship.

It doesn't end there. The legend continues entirely at Montauk and Brookhaven from here on. The sailors who lived were taken from the ship and locked up beneath Camp Hero for mind-control experiments. Meanwhile, at Brookhaven, scientists had gotten hold of this wormhole through time and were studying ways to re-open it.

Another part of the story claims that the Eldridge showed up once again at Montauk, this time in 1983.

The radar tower is long-since shut down and Camp Hero now a national park where you can walk along dangerous, undermined cliffs, ride horses, and have picnics in the shadow of the tower. However, the tower itself is still closed and gated off. You're not allowed near it under threat of jail and fines. According to local legend, unfortunates who have been caught lurking beyond the gate are threatened at gunpoint by crazed military types, and some people disappear from there forever.

However, the gates are always cut open and never repaired, and people obviously get in and out of the tower with ease.

Two years ago, out of freaking nowhere, the radar tower started moving again. No one has been able to explain why or how that happened. It stopped and hasn't moved since.

Basically, the most enduring legend about this place is that Montauk Point houses an actual worm-hole through space-time. It's actually not a secret or conspiracy that Brookhaven does a lot of dicking around with space, matter and particles, and that they've poked and prodded a bit at experiments with time. It also seems to be a fact that even though the Camp Hero radar tower is shut down, it still sucks up massive amounts of electricity, according to the one power company we have out here.

There also seems to be some evidence of an underground facility, if you look closely enough. Whether or not people actually go down there, if it does exist, is also just local legend.

There are tons of websites about the Montauk Project conspiracies. The websites are frankly really idiotic. Like, obviously idiotic, painted in prism-rainbows and pcovered with bad drawings of aliens, nebulae, monsters, and death-rays. They're not meant to be believed; they're meant to make you roll your eyes and consider how stupid people can be for believing in junk like this. Like,seriously: aliens, yetis, Tesla traveling forward in time to hang around Montauk circa 1992, human experimentation, forcing psychics to create matter from nothing, and rampaging monsters. Yeah yeah right, the whole thing is so ridiculous, just look at the nonsense that gets made up! Camp Hero is just an innocuous state park, a piece of history having nothing to do with anything. Only really naïve and ditzy people buy into anything else.

But bits of Camp Hero's history lie stuck at the bottom of muddy banks or behind door-less, concrete buildings. They just hang out there, strangely unmolested by the public, for the most part. I really do wonder why that is? I found a really cool, ancient looking piece of equipment there myself yesterday, and I really, so badly, wanted to break a piece of it off and take it home with me. But I didn't, after all. I left it alone. How did it get there in the first place, and also why hasn't anyone touched it in years?

Well anyway. I went through the broken fence, and no one threatened me with semi-automatic weapons. I went into the spooky, dark tower. I looked at an underground viaduct or something. I got a little bit lost on my way out and couldn't find the hole in the gate again. When I did get out, I couldn't find my car. My imagination is such that I actually did check the date on my cell phone. ^_^;;

I took some pictures, naturally.

Your intrepid tour-guide, HitRECorder JulesKD!
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Here we go! )

A bunker kind of thing. )

Officially, the Radar Tower. )

Don't be going into these places. )

A tunnel that leads who knows where? )

Inside a creepy house. )

Pieces of bricks and metal and junk. )

Two views of the tower. )

Ring this bell that doesn't exist. )

Graffiti on the outside of the tower. )

Door to the tower. )

Inside the tower, with and without flash. )

This building had no door. )

Pieces of this weird gauge/thermometer kind of thing. )

Look at this rude tree. )

And the lighthouse. )

My fear for Camp Hero is that eventually it's going to be totally sanitized and sterilized. They're going to clean it up, take down the cut-up fences, open the doors and make it into a museum or something lame like that. They'll start officially acknowledging the legends instead of brushing them off, and they'll turn it into a totally harmless, wry, elbow-nudging bit of, well, of camp, if you'll pardon the pun. I like Camp Hero as it is now: forbidden, dirty,broken and secretive. I like the idea that all the idiotic conspiracy pages are a smokescreen for something that actually happened, that they are diversionary tactics to make people who talk about it look not just fringey, but pathetically misguided. "Oh, time travel yeah yeah whatever, did you hear the one about the Yeti?"

I think that total sanitation is ultimately going to be its fate, though. Already you can chill out and have a sandwich right there, under the radar. Sad.

Oh, I made a little video while I was there. My camera battery was dying the whole time so it's just a bunch of snippets cut together. Eventually I'm going to take the sound out and use this on HitRECord for the time travel collab. (I have to take the sound out 'cause not only it's got crappy sound, but because there's a song playing in the background, obviously.)

I did this originally just for me, and with HitRECord in mind without the music/babbling in the background. But if you watch it (and please do!) keep in mind that I do babble, and that I basically live inside my own head and make lots of references that no one else would get. ^_^ Umm, though some of you will recognize the Resident Evil 4 references.







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la_belle_laide: (Mappy)
This is the story I grew up hearing:

In the 40s, the US was working on a secret project that would make ships invisible to radar. This is why a huge radar tower was erected at Montauk Point – it's right there on the water, and in the 40s no one knew from Montauk, it was the end of the world, the edge of nowhere. Not a huge tourist attraction. Supposedly, these experiments were based on Einstein's Unified Field Theory, and the inventions of of Nikola Tesla. I guess it makes a vague sort of sense if you think about how Einstein was trying to figure out a Unified Field theory—which was to unify the general relativity with electromagnetism--and Tesla's electromagnetic motor. Plus the fact that they both lived on Long Island for a time and they worked together. Tesla actually had a lot going on here on Long Island. He was a homeboy.

Anyway, so they built this radar tower and the experiment was on a ship called the USS Eldridge which spent most of its time in New York harbors, but on this particular day, started out in Philadelphia. The experiment was called the Philadelphia project, or the Montauk project, Project Rainbow, Project Phoenix, Project this and that. Supposedly, in order to make the ship invisible to radar, they were going to bend the light around it using electromagnetics. Remember, this is just a legend, there's not a lot of ACTUALFAX around it.

Instead of making the USS Eldridge disappear from radar, whatever they did erased entirely from view. Poof, gone. Not only could Montauk's radar tower not pick it up, but even the naked eye could no longer see it.

However, forty minutes later, the Eldridge popped into existence in the harbors of Norfolk, Virginia, where it was surrounded by a greenish glow. It hung around there for a while, but before anyone could get out there (or, apparently, could get any photographs,) it disappeared again.

Then, as the stories go, it showed up in the waters of either Philadelphia, or Montauk again. The green glow was gone, but when people got to the ship, all was not well. The sailors were either dead, dying, or insane. When you tell this part of the story, you're supposed to make it really spooky. A few of the sailors were found fused into the hull of the ship.

It doesn't end there. The legend continues entirely at Montauk and Brookhaven from here on. The sailors who lived were taken from the ship and locked up beneath Camp Hero for mind-control experiments. Meanwhile, at Brookhaven, scientists had gotten hold of this wormhole through time and were studying ways to re-open it.

Another part of the story claims that the Eldridge showed up once again at Montauk, this time in 1983.

The radar tower is long-since shut down and Camp Hero now a national park where you can walk along dangerous, undermined cliffs, ride horses, and have picnics in the shadow of the tower. However, the tower itself is still closed and gated off. You're not allowed near it under threat of jail and fines. According to local legend, unfortunates who have been caught lurking beyond the gate are threatened at gunpoint by crazed military types, and some people disappear from there forever.

However, the gates are always cut open and never repaired, and people obviously get in and out of the tower with ease.

Two years ago, out of freaking nowhere, the radar tower started moving again. No one has been able to explain why or how that happened. It stopped and hasn't moved since.

Basically, the most enduring legend about this place is that Montauk Point houses an actual worm-hole through space-time. It's actually not a secret or conspiracy that Brookhaven does a lot of dicking around with space, matter and particles, and that they've poked and prodded a bit at experiments with time. It also seems to be a fact that even though the Camp Hero radar tower is shut down, it still sucks up massive amounts of electricity, according to the one power company we have out here.

There also seems to be some evidence of an underground facility, if you look closely enough. Whether or not people actually go down there, if it does exist, is also just local legend.

There are tons of websites about the Montauk Project conspiracies. The websites are frankly really idiotic. Like, obviously idiotic, painted in prism-rainbows and pcovered with bad drawings of aliens, nebulae, monsters, and death-rays. They're not meant to be believed; they're meant to make you roll your eyes and consider how stupid people can be for believing in junk like this. Like,seriously: aliens, yetis, Tesla traveling forward in time to hang around Montauk circa 1992, human experimentation, forcing psychics to create matter from nothing, and rampaging monsters. Yeah yeah right, the whole thing is so ridiculous, just look at the nonsense that gets made up! Camp Hero is just an innocuous state park, a piece of history having nothing to do with anything. Only really naïve and ditzy people buy into anything else.

But bits of Camp Hero's history lie stuck at the bottom of muddy banks or behind door-less, concrete buildings. They just hang out there, strangely unmolested by the public, for the most part. I really do wonder why that is? I found a really cool, ancient looking piece of equipment there myself yesterday, and I really, so badly, wanted to break a piece of it off and take it home with me. But I didn't, after all. I left it alone. How did it get there in the first place, and also why hasn't anyone touched it in years?

Well anyway. I went through the broken fence, and no one threatened me with semi-automatic weapons. I went into the spooky, dark tower. I looked at an underground viaduct or something. I got a little bit lost on my way out and couldn't find the hole in the gate again. When I did get out, I couldn't find my car. My imagination is such that I actually did check the date on my cell phone. ^_^;;

I took some pictures, naturally.

Your intrepid tour-guide, HitRECorder JulesKD!
Photobucket

Here we go! )

A bunker kind of thing. )

Officially, the Radar Tower. )

Don't be going into these places. )

A tunnel that leads who knows where? )

Inside a creepy house. )

Pieces of bricks and metal and junk. )

Two views of the tower. )

Ring this bell that doesn't exist. )

Graffiti on the outside of the tower. )

Door to the tower. )

Inside the tower, with and without flash. )

This building had no door. )

Pieces of this weird gauge/thermometer kind of thing. )

Look at this rude tree. )

And the lighthouse. )

My fear for Camp Hero is that eventually it's going to be totally sanitized and sterilized. They're going to clean it up, take down the cut-up fences, open the doors and make it into a museum or something lame like that. They'll start officially acknowledging the legends instead of brushing them off, and they'll turn it into a totally harmless, wry, elbow-nudging bit of, well, of camp, if you'll pardon the pun. I like Camp Hero as it is now: forbidden, dirty,broken and secretive. I like the idea that all the idiotic conspiracy pages are a smokescreen for something that actually happened, that they are diversionary tactics to make people who talk about it look not just fringey, but pathetically misguided. "Oh, time travel yeah yeah whatever, did you hear the one about the Yeti?"

I think that total sanitation is ultimately going to be its fate, though. Already you can chill out and have a sandwich right there, under the radar. Sad.

Oh, I made a little video while I was there. My camera battery was dying the whole time so it's just a bunch of snippets cut together. Eventually I'm going to take the sound out and use this on HitRECord for the time travel collab. (I have to take the sound out 'cause not only it's got crappy sound, but because there's a song playing in the background, obviously.)

I did this originally just for me, and with HitRECord in mind without the music/babbling in the background. But if you watch it (and please do!) keep in mind that I do babble, and that I basically live inside my own head and make lots of references that no one else would get. ^_^ Umm, though some of you will recognize the Resident Evil 4 references.







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I'm so lame, I haven't updated in forever. That's what happens when I start to get my groove on with HitRECord stuff.

So what I've been up to lately is recording this huge, ridiculous dissertation in response to a qustion Joe asked me about a poem I wrote, which was about the similarities between Chinese creation myth and real science. He asked for a clarification of a few terms in Chinese. Predictably, I'm running off with it like it's a thesis. :/ I hope he doesn't regret asking.

So I've been doing that, and as part of it, I had to learn to animate. I kind of suck at it, but, here's a bit of animation I did for the project. It's a process, okay? ^_^

I'm just mostly flaily and squeeful because he said "more dope rhymes," hehe. I can do that! :D At least I hope I can.

So that's how HitRECord regularly eats my life. I sometimes ask myself why I endeavor these things, when really it takes up so much of my "free" time. But, "free" time? WTF does that even mean? If I wasn't creating some self-indulgent thing, I'd be looking at other people's art, or reading, or writing. Learning how to animate, even if it comes to nothing, is still a worthy endeavor. It's creation, which to me is never about the final result. Well, okay, sometimes it is. Writing, eventually is about the final result. But when I'm in the process of writing, of creating something new, I'm not often thinking, "How can I make this rule?" I'm mostly just thinking, "this is fun."

It was the same with animating that sequence, and with editing the film. There's really no reason to do it other than that it's fun. It's a good way for me to spend my time. It's meditative and enjoyable. Though occasionally tedious, as last night when FCE randomly erased SIX HOURS OF WORK and then Corel Painter, not to be outdone, also randomly deleted FIVE HOURS OF ANIMATING. Really. Two different programs, two different glitches. I about blew a frigging gasket. EFF those two programs, eff them in the face with a jackhammer. But yeah. Aside from that.

Got one more rejection from an agent I decided to give a whirl. And still waiting on feedback from the one I mentioned last time. I still have a list of agents I haven't tried yet. THAT'S PLENTY OF CAKE. ^_^

Also waiting, still, on my test results for my state boards. Results are about four weeks away now, and TBH, I am starting to feel nervous. I put the test out of my mind for the most part, but then once in a while it will occur to me and I feel squirmy about it.

Work is decent. My boss tells me they're going to make me "elite status." Which is very gratifying. Also, some job opportunities on the massage business end. Actually, a lot of those, and some of them sound really, really nice. I totally understand that there's going to be some reality to this, and it's not going to be all sunshine and giving massages to awesome people who like me, and huge paychecks and tips etc. I mean, that's a total fantasy, but it'll probably fall short of that. However I still feel confident that I'm going to find my niche.

Haku is still going to physical therapy. He's making some progress but his leg still isn't what it used to be. He is still hobbling on three legs. I just want to see him run again. I really hope that when this befrigged permafrost becomes less perma, he'll actually want to run, or at least jog, and he'll figure out "Oh yeah, right, I need the 4th leg for that." Though hopefully it will happen even before then.

Oh! I think I figured out what was up with Fox, my woodthrush who was having seizures. Well, I put a little thought into it and came up with the fact that he's a migrating bird, and by now he would be somewhere down south. But he missed his migration, obviously, and he's inside a house in the winter, getting very little sun. So I thought, maybe vitamin D? I supplemented him with extra vitamins. I haven't seen any seizures since then. (*Knock on wood.*) Keep your fingers crossed for him because I would love to release him in the spring!

In Kung Fu we stopped doing broad sword and started trapping and push-hands. The Gold Dragon returned to class, which is awesome. Lady Chrysanthemum is coming back from her trip on Tuesday. Homeslice has been coming around again, too. Te Ji Nan and Empress are obviously there. Maximus is away on a modeling job. O_O But he'll be back next week. If we had SnarkLit back from college, it'd be like the old gang. :D

Umm. It's like ten effing degrees here with gale force winds.

SPRING TIME PLEASE THANKS.

Okay. Back to editing!
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I'm so lame, I haven't updated in forever. That's what happens when I start to get my groove on with HitRECord stuff.

So what I've been up to lately is recording this huge, ridiculous dissertation in response to a qustion Joe asked me about a poem I wrote, which was about the similarities between Chinese creation myth and real science. He asked for a clarification of a few terms in Chinese. Predictably, I'm running off with it like it's a thesis. :/ I hope he doesn't regret asking.

So I've been doing that, and as part of it, I had to learn to animate. I kind of suck at it, but, here's a bit of animation I did for the project. It's a process, okay? ^_^

I'm just mostly flaily and squeeful because he said "more dope rhymes," hehe. I can do that! :D At least I hope I can.

So that's how HitRECord regularly eats my life. I sometimes ask myself why I endeavor these things, when really it takes up so much of my "free" time. But, "free" time? WTF does that even mean? If I wasn't creating some self-indulgent thing, I'd be looking at other people's art, or reading, or writing. Learning how to animate, even if it comes to nothing, is still a worthy endeavor. It's creation, which to me is never about the final result. Well, okay, sometimes it is. Writing, eventually is about the final result. But when I'm in the process of writing, of creating something new, I'm not often thinking, "How can I make this rule?" I'm mostly just thinking, "this is fun."

It was the same with animating that sequence, and with editing the film. There's really no reason to do it other than that it's fun. It's a good way for me to spend my time. It's meditative and enjoyable. Though occasionally tedious, as last night when FCE randomly erased SIX HOURS OF WORK and then Corel Painter, not to be outdone, also randomly deleted FIVE HOURS OF ANIMATING. Really. Two different programs, two different glitches. I about blew a frigging gasket. EFF those two programs, eff them in the face with a jackhammer. But yeah. Aside from that.

Got one more rejection from an agent I decided to give a whirl. And still waiting on feedback from the one I mentioned last time. I still have a list of agents I haven't tried yet. THAT'S PLENTY OF CAKE. ^_^

Also waiting, still, on my test results for my state boards. Results are about four weeks away now, and TBH, I am starting to feel nervous. I put the test out of my mind for the most part, but then once in a while it will occur to me and I feel squirmy about it.

Work is decent. My boss tells me they're going to make me "elite status." Which is very gratifying. Also, some job opportunities on the massage business end. Actually, a lot of those, and some of them sound really, really nice. I totally understand that there's going to be some reality to this, and it's not going to be all sunshine and giving massages to awesome people who like me, and huge paychecks and tips etc. I mean, that's a total fantasy, but it'll probably fall short of that. However I still feel confident that I'm going to find my niche.

Haku is still going to physical therapy. He's making some progress but his leg still isn't what it used to be. He is still hobbling on three legs. I just want to see him run again. I really hope that when this befrigged permafrost becomes less perma, he'll actually want to run, or at least jog, and he'll figure out "Oh yeah, right, I need the 4th leg for that." Though hopefully it will happen even before then.

Oh! I think I figured out what was up with Fox, my woodthrush who was having seizures. Well, I put a little thought into it and came up with the fact that he's a migrating bird, and by now he would be somewhere down south. But he missed his migration, obviously, and he's inside a house in the winter, getting very little sun. So I thought, maybe vitamin D? I supplemented him with extra vitamins. I haven't seen any seizures since then. (*Knock on wood.*) Keep your fingers crossed for him because I would love to release him in the spring!

In Kung Fu we stopped doing broad sword and started trapping and push-hands. The Gold Dragon returned to class, which is awesome. Lady Chrysanthemum is coming back from her trip on Tuesday. Homeslice has been coming around again, too. Te Ji Nan and Empress are obviously there. Maximus is away on a modeling job. O_O But he'll be back next week. If we had SnarkLit back from college, it'd be like the old gang. :D

Umm. It's like ten effing degrees here with gale force winds.

SPRING TIME PLEASE THANKS.

Okay. Back to editing!
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No big deal, no first prize.

Did I ever even put up a link to our zombie / vote commercial? I can't remember and can't even be assed to check back. Here it is: Nothing smart, or at least not very; nothing revolutionary.

I did send it to President Obama, though, because I have huge balls like that. ^_^ Lady Chrysanthemum, Snarklit, and Homeslice as zombies. Epic.

Today is my last day of being 37. I have this thing where I have to switch to a new blog doc on my birthday. Yes, I've written out every entry in long .doc files, one file per year, since I started blogging. Like, ten years ago back when I was on blogger. I've saved them all, but without dates. The only thing that indicates when they were written is the file name (blog37.doc is this one,) and references to dates, holidays, seasons etc. I don't know why I never put the dates. I should have. But it's too late to start now. :D

This made me laugh so goddamn hard last night that I had tears. It's the South Park send-up of Inception. I LOLed pretty fiercely when the Inception team came in, but it was really about six minutes into the stupid thing that I really lost it. I only occasionally catch this show, but it always makes me laugh when I do. For some reason, that one part around 6 minutes in just did it for me, damn.

Tomorrow I'm having what was supposed to be a huge party with all my family and friends, but ends up being a very small affair, with video games and ice cream, which is fine. I'd so wished for everyone to meet each other, because they all know so much about each other just from my ever-blabbering mouth, yammering about how awesome everyone is, all the damn time. But, it'll so far be: Wonderful Glassworker, RT (all the way up from VA!) Jo-chan, my favorite aunt, Empress Teishi, CC Maximus, Homeslice and his wee daughter Cute Bruiser, and possibly Lady Chrysanthemum. The Gold Dragon is out of state this weekend for his cousin's wedding, but promised to call just to say hi. :) Well, and me too obviously, and also my Mom who will be along after work. And no one else can make it! But I"m determined that we're going to have a great time.

Anything else that's going on, I'll write about after Monday. I promised last time that my next update was going to be a happy one, so here it is. :D I'm looking forward to tomorrow. ^_^
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No big deal, no first prize.

Did I ever even put up a link to our zombie / vote commercial? I can't remember and can't even be assed to check back. Here it is: Nothing smart, or at least not very; nothing revolutionary.

I did send it to President Obama, though, because I have huge balls like that. ^_^ Lady Chrysanthemum, Snarklit, and Homeslice as zombies. Epic.

Today is my last day of being 37. I have this thing where I have to switch to a new blog doc on my birthday. Yes, I've written out every entry in long .doc files, one file per year, since I started blogging. Like, ten years ago back when I was on blogger. I've saved them all, but without dates. The only thing that indicates when they were written is the file name (blog37.doc is this one,) and references to dates, holidays, seasons etc. I don't know why I never put the dates. I should have. But it's too late to start now. :D

This made me laugh so goddamn hard last night that I had tears. It's the South Park send-up of Inception. I LOLed pretty fiercely when the Inception team came in, but it was really about six minutes into the stupid thing that I really lost it. I only occasionally catch this show, but it always makes me laugh when I do. For some reason, that one part around 6 minutes in just did it for me, damn.

Tomorrow I'm having what was supposed to be a huge party with all my family and friends, but ends up being a very small affair, with video games and ice cream, which is fine. I'd so wished for everyone to meet each other, because they all know so much about each other just from my ever-blabbering mouth, yammering about how awesome everyone is, all the damn time. But, it'll so far be: Wonderful Glassworker, RT (all the way up from VA!) Jo-chan, my favorite aunt, Empress Teishi, CC Maximus, Homeslice and his wee daughter Cute Bruiser, and possibly Lady Chrysanthemum. The Gold Dragon is out of state this weekend for his cousin's wedding, but promised to call just to say hi. :) Well, and me too obviously, and also my Mom who will be along after work. And no one else can make it! But I"m determined that we're going to have a great time.

Anything else that's going on, I'll write about after Monday. I promised last time that my next update was going to be a happy one, so here it is. :D I'm looking forward to tomorrow. ^_^
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This past week was a mixed bag. First thing I need to get out of the way is that last night I lost my beautiful white betta, Leon the Magnificent. I couldn't be more bummed. He had looked thin to me, and I called this local fish expert who informed me that either: Leon had too much competition for food (he didn't; he ate tons of food every day,) or he possibly he had fish TB. Which is the same as people TB and just as contagious, and zoonotic. Third option, he was just old. Since it's impossible to know how old a betta is when you get him, I guess it could have been that, too.

But, I loved my beautiful Leon and I really miss him. I wish I could for once get a nice hardy betta. All my other fish are thriving (knock on wood.) I test the water every week and I do weekly water changes. The water is perfect, so I don't know what I'm doing wrong.

Sad sad.

The beginning of the week was actually quite a treasure. My uncle (Dad's brother,) aunt and cousin from upstate came down for a rare visit, and stayed for two days. My cousin is just a few years older than I am and we always have a good time. Plus, my uncle's cheerful ways are a lot like my Dad's, so it was nice to be around that again. We spent the two days—Mom, me, and the three of them—going all over the North Fork to various vinyards and veggie/fruit stands for pumpkins. And I got to pet goats. It's been a long time since I've been around farm animals. I know that sounds rally weird, but it's true; I love to be around different sorts of animals and I have really missed chickens, goats, sheep, turkeys and such. I pet a sheep and goat for a long time and I can still smell goat once in a while. O_O Not sure that's a good thing though.

TONS OF PICS. )

Haha. ^_^;;

Then we went to Halloween Town (a disappointing store) and I bought a few H-ween decos. That always makes me retardedly happy.

Wednesday night was the "Harvestest Moon," the full moon on the equinox. I missed the actual moonrise over the water by about a half an hour because I fail at military time. :/ meh.

But I went to the beach anyway and snapped a few pics.

Harvestest moon )

I really like that last one.

Then I saw the movie "Watching The Detectives" and oh, wow, how inane. I mean, I'd hit Cillian Murphy like the fist of an angry god just as hard as the next person and yeah he can turn out a performance and all, and I totally love Lucy Liu, but WOW, it was seriously a waste of nearly two hours. For most of it I was just "COME ON NOW, REALLY?" Seriously, even his prettiness didn't make it worth it - and that's saying a goddamn lot.

However I did finally learn the origin of my new favorite I AM FRUSTRATE .gif:

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The .gif is better than the movie.

Oh, do you guys wanna see something else I did?

Well you'd have to go here, because I can't embed it! It got 24 recommends and 9 comments. I was pretty happy!

The rest of the week was much the same as usual: School, Kung Fu, pick Jo-chan up, clinic. And tomorrow is work, and Sunday is work.

Yup, that about covers it!
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This past week was a mixed bag. First thing I need to get out of the way is that last night I lost my beautiful white betta, Leon the Magnificent. I couldn't be more bummed. He had looked thin to me, and I called this local fish expert who informed me that either: Leon had too much competition for food (he didn't; he ate tons of food every day,) or he possibly he had fish TB. Which is the same as people TB and just as contagious, and zoonotic. Third option, he was just old. Since it's impossible to know how old a betta is when you get him, I guess it could have been that, too.

But, I loved my beautiful Leon and I really miss him. I wish I could for once get a nice hardy betta. All my other fish are thriving (knock on wood.) I test the water every week and I do weekly water changes. The water is perfect, so I don't know what I'm doing wrong.

Sad sad.

The beginning of the week was actually quite a treasure. My uncle (Dad's brother,) aunt and cousin from upstate came down for a rare visit, and stayed for two days. My cousin is just a few years older than I am and we always have a good time. Plus, my uncle's cheerful ways are a lot like my Dad's, so it was nice to be around that again. We spent the two days—Mom, me, and the three of them—going all over the North Fork to various vinyards and veggie/fruit stands for pumpkins. And I got to pet goats. It's been a long time since I've been around farm animals. I know that sounds rally weird, but it's true; I love to be around different sorts of animals and I have really missed chickens, goats, sheep, turkeys and such. I pet a sheep and goat for a long time and I can still smell goat once in a while. O_O Not sure that's a good thing though.

TONS OF PICS. )

Haha. ^_^;;

Then we went to Halloween Town (a disappointing store) and I bought a few H-ween decos. That always makes me retardedly happy.

Wednesday night was the "Harvestest Moon," the full moon on the equinox. I missed the actual moonrise over the water by about a half an hour because I fail at military time. :/ meh.

But I went to the beach anyway and snapped a few pics.

Harvestest moon )

I really like that last one.

Then I saw the movie "Watching The Detectives" and oh, wow, how inane. I mean, I'd hit Cillian Murphy like the fist of an angry god just as hard as the next person and yeah he can turn out a performance and all, and I totally love Lucy Liu, but WOW, it was seriously a waste of nearly two hours. For most of it I was just "COME ON NOW, REALLY?" Seriously, even his prettiness didn't make it worth it - and that's saying a goddamn lot.

However I did finally learn the origin of my new favorite I AM FRUSTRATE .gif:

Photobucket

The .gif is better than the movie.

Oh, do you guys wanna see something else I did?

Well you'd have to go here, because I can't embed it! It got 24 recommends and 9 comments. I was pretty happy!

The rest of the week was much the same as usual: School, Kung Fu, pick Jo-chan up, clinic. And tomorrow is work, and Sunday is work.

Yup, that about covers it!
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Eventful indeed.

The most important event this week was Jo-chan's first day of college. She's on campus, and though campus is not far from home (and closer to my home than to hers,) it's still sort of mindblowing that she's, you know, in college. A young adult. On her own. GOD. How can that be? I felt the same way about SB when he started, too. It never gets less strange.

So we figured out a "coming to visit / going home" schedule that I really hope works out. If it does, I'll be picking her up on Thursdays on my way home from Kung Fu at our new location and time. Then she'll stay here until whenever, and she can drive home from here. (Freshmen aren't allowed to have their cars on campus.) I hope that happens, 'cause this way I get to see her weekly.

Which brings me to the next big event: the closing of Green Cloud Rocky Point. I've known about this for a while, but have kept it under wraps until today, which was GCRP's final day. Last night was my last time there. It was very emotional.

And to show this, here is a short video demonstrating how much fun we had at GCRP:



AT GREEN CLOUD, ASS KICKS YOU.

I want to add here that I think anyone who steps up to do a martial art is immensely brave, even me. And it's not necessarily the bravery to fight, or to do something physical that might injure you. That's only a small part of it. (I sparred yesterday with a guy who outweighed me by half again and it was terrific, just terrific. All I had to do was wait for him to get tired and slow down. ^_^ ) But I think it's difficult for anyone to go in front of your peers and possibly look like an idiot. You're going to screw up, fall down, do some dumbass thing, flail, punch yourself in the face, look like a total fool. And of course, you're going to lose, sometimes. I think that's where the bravery comes in. You really have to be able to laugh at yourself and I think that the best martial artists--the best artists--have that ability.

Or at least, that's my excuse for falling on my ass not once, but twice in that video. ^_^ Yes, that's right: it's because I'm an ARTIST, damn it, and BRAVE. Not because I'm a moron or klutz, or anything like that. No, never. ^_^;;

So, we kind of shed an emo tear of crystalline-blue eternal sadness (thanks [livejournal.com profile] lisa_s.)

And now we are ready for The Big Move. The other school is already established, with fellow practitioners of our style, and I already know most of them. Just a bit of a different group dynamic, and the school a few more miles west. Eh. What's a few more miles?

In related news, the other Big Event is the engagement of Sije Empress Teishi and CC Maximus. (Was: "CC" but that sounded lame. Sifu actually calls him "Maximus" so credit to Sifu for this nickname.) They are just kids and we all realize this, but there's no denying—even for a dead-inside cynic like me—that they are for real.

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They are so adorable it's untrue.

More pics under the cut. )

So, Jo-chan in college, Teishi engaged, new Kung Fu location.

And school tomorrow. UGH. I can't believe it; my mini-vaca went so quickly. And I didn't do anything aside from work, housework, and writing/critiquing/revising. Seriously, I hardly left the house except to attend a party, shop a little, train, and work.

I got a lot done on Qualia, actually, which was so heartening. The last chapter is now up at the workshop. And of course, the first few are going their second round at a new workshop. But, I can't keep 'shopping it; I can't 'shop it to death. One day (soon) I'm going to have to put it down, call it "finished" and start really querying.

There's a new agent and she seems really rad. She also seems to be looking for something like Qualia, so maybe it would be a good fit. You never pin all your hopes on one agent, but it's awesome to have a handful where you can be like, "Wow, that would be so dope if that worked out." Yeah, those are the professional terms.

In fact, how's that for a query? "Dear Ms. Agent: It would be so dope if you liked my book. Sincerely, Me." I think agents might like, you know, street cred that shines through in a query.

Man, I'm so tired I don't even know what I'm saying anymore. Also my eye has a headache. The left one.

So wha'd we get in this entry? A lot of big changes for those around me, and a relatively big change for me. (I mean, Rocky Point was my second home. I need to nest, you know? :D )

Some Qualia rambling, and the usual babbling.

Oh, and a hurricane is coming, maybe. Earl, for future reference, whether or not it hits. We might get side-swiped by it, and if so, it'll happen on Friday, my first day of ClinicII.

Ahh and ClinicII. Now I get to be a Big Shot for three months. It's funny, everyone looks up to the CII people. You wait and wait to get there, and for a short time you're a Big Fish. Then you're out of school and you start all over again, a n00b, fresh meat, totally no real-world experience.

Cycles and all of that. Yeah, that's what I'm getting at, after all.
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Eventful indeed.

The most important event this week was Jo-chan's first day of college. She's on campus, and though campus is not far from home (and closer to my home than to hers,) it's still sort of mindblowing that she's, you know, in college. A young adult. On her own. GOD. How can that be? I felt the same way about SB when he started, too. It never gets less strange.

So we figured out a "coming to visit / going home" schedule that I really hope works out. If it does, I'll be picking her up on Thursdays on my way home from Kung Fu at our new location and time. Then she'll stay here until whenever, and she can drive home from here. (Freshmen aren't allowed to have their cars on campus.) I hope that happens, 'cause this way I get to see her weekly.

Which brings me to the next big event: the closing of Green Cloud Rocky Point. I've known about this for a while, but have kept it under wraps until today, which was GCRP's final day. Last night was my last time there. It was very emotional.

And to show this, here is a short video demonstrating how much fun we had at GCRP:



AT GREEN CLOUD, ASS KICKS YOU.

I want to add here that I think anyone who steps up to do a martial art is immensely brave, even me. And it's not necessarily the bravery to fight, or to do something physical that might injure you. That's only a small part of it. (I sparred yesterday with a guy who outweighed me by half again and it was terrific, just terrific. All I had to do was wait for him to get tired and slow down. ^_^ ) But I think it's difficult for anyone to go in front of your peers and possibly look like an idiot. You're going to screw up, fall down, do some dumbass thing, flail, punch yourself in the face, look like a total fool. And of course, you're going to lose, sometimes. I think that's where the bravery comes in. You really have to be able to laugh at yourself and I think that the best martial artists--the best artists--have that ability.

Or at least, that's my excuse for falling on my ass not once, but twice in that video. ^_^ Yes, that's right: it's because I'm an ARTIST, damn it, and BRAVE. Not because I'm a moron or klutz, or anything like that. No, never. ^_^;;

So, we kind of shed an emo tear of crystalline-blue eternal sadness (thanks [livejournal.com profile] lisa_s.)

And now we are ready for The Big Move. The other school is already established, with fellow practitioners of our style, and I already know most of them. Just a bit of a different group dynamic, and the school a few more miles west. Eh. What's a few more miles?

In related news, the other Big Event is the engagement of Sije Empress Teishi and CC Maximus. (Was: "CC" but that sounded lame. Sifu actually calls him "Maximus" so credit to Sifu for this nickname.) They are just kids and we all realize this, but there's no denying—even for a dead-inside cynic like me—that they are for real.

Photobucket

They are so adorable it's untrue.

More pics under the cut. )

So, Jo-chan in college, Teishi engaged, new Kung Fu location.

And school tomorrow. UGH. I can't believe it; my mini-vaca went so quickly. And I didn't do anything aside from work, housework, and writing/critiquing/revising. Seriously, I hardly left the house except to attend a party, shop a little, train, and work.

I got a lot done on Qualia, actually, which was so heartening. The last chapter is now up at the workshop. And of course, the first few are going their second round at a new workshop. But, I can't keep 'shopping it; I can't 'shop it to death. One day (soon) I'm going to have to put it down, call it "finished" and start really querying.

There's a new agent and she seems really rad. She also seems to be looking for something like Qualia, so maybe it would be a good fit. You never pin all your hopes on one agent, but it's awesome to have a handful where you can be like, "Wow, that would be so dope if that worked out." Yeah, those are the professional terms.

In fact, how's that for a query? "Dear Ms. Agent: It would be so dope if you liked my book. Sincerely, Me." I think agents might like, you know, street cred that shines through in a query.

Man, I'm so tired I don't even know what I'm saying anymore. Also my eye has a headache. The left one.

So wha'd we get in this entry? A lot of big changes for those around me, and a relatively big change for me. (I mean, Rocky Point was my second home. I need to nest, you know? :D )

Some Qualia rambling, and the usual babbling.

Oh, and a hurricane is coming, maybe. Earl, for future reference, whether or not it hits. We might get side-swiped by it, and if so, it'll happen on Friday, my first day of ClinicII.

Ahh and ClinicII. Now I get to be a Big Shot for three months. It's funny, everyone looks up to the CII people. You wait and wait to get there, and for a short time you're a Big Fish. Then you're out of school and you start all over again, a n00b, fresh meat, totally no real-world experience.

Cycles and all of that. Yeah, that's what I'm getting at, after all.
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The vital parts to a dysfunctional martial arts Nakama:

Well I'm in there as you can see, a kind of Team Mom . I'm also sort of The Medic as of late. People are always getting injured. I'm always there with the ice and the rubbing.

Empress Teiji is Heir To The Dojo but she's also Action Girl and Waif Fu.

Sifu's sort of like Big Brother Mentor .

The Gold Dragon is a Badass normal , who, in the seven or so years he's been training, took quite a few levels in badass. All the way to blackbelt actually, in record time.

CC could be Action Hero or possibly Boisterous Bruiser 'cause he's fun like that.

Tall Dark and Snarky is Snarklit to a T, but he is also sort of Badass Bookworm.

Te Ji Han, with the high-flying kicks, is Kid Samurai .

We have a Silent Boy, who is obviously The Quiet One . I mean really. He's really, really silent.

We also have The New Guy, who is a Rookie Red Ranger.

The Lady Chrysanthemum is Lady Of Adventure, SO MUCH.

The Red Assassin is pretty much Kendo Team Captain .

High School Homeslice is totally Made of Iron . (Unfortunately he doesn't appear in this video though. :( )

High School Homeslice's daughter, The Chibi Ninja is completely a Cute Bruiser. She is also Pintsized Powerhouse. She doesn't appear in this video either. :(

There are a few other folks in that video, but you get the basic idea. :)






"Those Who Fight" is the name of the song. ^_^
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The vital parts to a dysfunctional martial arts Nakama:

Well I'm in there as you can see, a kind of Team Mom . I'm also sort of The Medic as of late. People are always getting injured. I'm always there with the ice and the rubbing.

Empress Teiji is Heir To The Dojo but she's also Action Girl and Waif Fu.

Sifu's sort of like Big Brother Mentor .

The Gold Dragon is a Badass normal , who, in the seven or so years he's been training, took quite a few levels in badass. All the way to blackbelt actually, in record time.

CC could be Action Hero or possibly Boisterous Bruiser 'cause he's fun like that.

Tall Dark and Snarky is Snarklit to a T, but he is also sort of Badass Bookworm.

Te Ji Han, with the high-flying kicks, is Kid Samurai .

We have a Silent Boy, who is obviously The Quiet One . I mean really. He's really, really silent.

We also have The New Guy, who is a Rookie Red Ranger.

The Lady Chrysanthemum is Lady Of Adventure, SO MUCH.

The Red Assassin is pretty much Kendo Team Captain .

High School Homeslice is totally Made of Iron . (Unfortunately he doesn't appear in this video though. :( )

High School Homeslice's daughter, The Chibi Ninja is completely a Cute Bruiser. She is also Pintsized Powerhouse. She doesn't appear in this video either. :(

There are a few other folks in that video, but you get the basic idea. :)






"Those Who Fight" is the name of the song. ^_^
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I've been watching movies in my time off school (along with slowly feeding the tail-end of Qualia into our fun critique group, among other things,) and it's time to make some comments on those films. Keep in mind that most of them have actors from Inception in them. I really wanted to see Inception again, and while I usually go to the movies by myself, this time I waited on this friend and that friend, and no one else felt like seeing it. Now that it's probably too late (it's not playing locally anymore,) I've just been watching the movies that the actors did before it.

It's not that I fell in love with Inception or anything, 'cause I didn't. It was nifty. But I've seriously seen better movies and I don't really get all the hype. What I really loved what the cast. (And the costumes. Uhh yeah. :D )

First I watched Batman Begins to have another peek at Cillian Murphy. Yup, he's always pretty. I first saw him in 28 Days Later, and then in Red Eye. He's a pretty good creeper. But I like him better as the nice guy. Batman Begins was all right, I guess. Sorta. It didn't do much for me. Maybe I'm just not a Batman fan. Not a huge fan of what's-his-head either, the guy who plays him, the one who DOES NOT. HAVE. THROAT CANCER. (Still hilarious.) Umm but Cillian Murphy was creepy.

Then, on the recommendation of some kind folks, I watched Mysterious Skin. This is a story about two boys who were raped as children, one of them repeatedly, and how it affects them as teens and young adults. One kid forgets it all, and believes he was abducted by aliens. The first kid looks at it as his sexual awakening, and later becomes a homosexual hustler, an emotional black hole. Umm, OMG, that kid is Arthur, the Point Man. And, I don't really have a lot of coherent thoughts about the movie. It was totally stunning, I mean subjectively a fantastic movie. The acting was incredible (except for Jeffrey Licon who just didn't ring true to me, and seemed very self-conscious the entire time,) and the whole thing was just, wow, brilliantly done. It was a great movie that I never want to see again in my entire life. Like seriously, never ever. I watched portions of it from between my fingers which I kept over my eyes for many scenes. And I couldn't sleep that night either. Yeah, it was really, really horrifying.

And a few days before that, I watched The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo or rather, Män Som Hatar Kvinnor or, "Men Who Hate Women." The real one, I mean, obviously not the stupid American version that they're only starting work on now. :/

Mysterious Skin and Dragon Tattoo – two very different movies, both with really explicit rape scenes that were almost impossible to watch, at least without flinching.

I found that I felt moral outrage over Lisbeth, and anger – but Lisbeth gets her revenge in the most hardcore way. I sort of cheered during the revenge scene (though it was so much "better" in the book.) You get to see Lisbeth kick ass in return.

In Mysterious Skin there's an equally unflinching rape scene, but the pain never gets resolved and just ends in more destruction. It was just pathetic and heartbreaking. Seriously, will never watch this movie again.

Which is in no way to say it was a bad movie, or an unnecessary one. Obviously rape culture is rampant, it's actually the norm. People think it's hilarious, just a joke. This goes for men and women, both as victims, as perpetrators and as tacit approvers. I would dare anyone to watch this movie and think it was funny, or "hot," but on the other hand, I already know (just looking around the internet) that this mindset exists. The person who recommended the film to me told me that all over various LJ communities, people have made .gifs of the movie's most violent scenes because they were "hot." So, yeah. While I think difficult movies like this are necessary, I also don't believe that they change many people's views, in the end. I remember thinking the same thing of American History X, back when that one came out. If you hate the mindset, then you don't need to be schooled. If you think the mindset is okay, a movie isn't going to change you. Unfortunately.

Back to Dragon Tattoo, I wonder how the American version will treat Lisbeth's story? I'm almost afraid to find out.

Last night, My Wonderful Glassworker Friend came over. We had pizza, ice cream, and watched Shutter Island. My first observation on typing that is how unfortunate it is that the "U" and the "I" are right next to each other on the keyboard, seriously. Okay, but anyway, yeah, so what a mindscrew!

First lemme get this out of the way: I fought really hard, for a really long time, to not like Leonardo DiCaprio. I really tried, after Titanic, to make him a huge DNW. But then he was good in Catch Me If You Can, and The Departed, and Inception. During those films I kind of grudgingly gave him the ole, "Well, he was good in this, but he still did Titanic." Now I have to admit that he's been pretty consistently good since The Big T – at least in everything I've seen him in. Oh well. I remember that I loved him when he was a kid, because he did such a great job in The Basketball Diaries, which, oh look, another totally hideous yet honest look at the loss of innocence.

So, I guess I like him. Lately he seems to play older men. So hard to believe he's two years younger than I am. O_O

Oh, so Shutter Island! Well sure, we spent maybe about 9% of the time making Inception jokes (some similar concepts there, I guess you could say,) but it was a totally different kind of mindscrew, at the end of the day. And now for SPOILERS.
SPOILERS! )

I guess that's my take on it. But I was intrigued about the parts they didn't clear up ("the law of 4") so I got the book on my Kindle. (Seriously, why put that part in the movie and leave it dangling there?)

Movies, movies. Then two nights ago, SB, Jo-chan and my uncle came by and we all watched ADVENT CHILDREN. Unfortunately, it was not Advent Children Complete (which I have on my computer but didn't have time to lug the whole thing up,) but Advent Children in any form makes me happy. I was happy to later learn that we watched it on Cloud Strife's birthday. WEE. I am that much of a poodle.

Mostly though, it was good to have company.

Umm, so that's movies so far, and tonight I'm watching Brick. OMG, that kid is Arthur the Point Man. :)

Onward and downward.

Today on Twitter, my favorite agent-turned-editor (YAY for her, BOO for me, 'cause I never got to send her my query letter that I wrote specifically for her!) posted this: F--- Me, Ray Bradbury! NOT SAFE FOR WORK / CHILDREN. But hilarious! I love SF as much as the next geek and all, but damn. :)

Then after that, my fave aunt posted The Most Beautiful Song Ever. I have no idea WTF he is saying, but I laughed through the whole stupid thing. My aunt commented, rightly, that he sounds like the greased up deaf guy from Family Guy. Haha, OMG.

So those are my many movies and two videos for today.

The rest of my vaca? Mmmm, editing, watching more movies, working out, trying to finish up some Kung Fu videos... Yeah, heaven, right?

Oh, one more thing.
Tired of this style yet? Or this ginger? )

Sucks, I guess, because it's the only style I know how to draw / paint, and the only character that really inspires me to put pen to tablet. :D

Okay, now I'm off to make DINNER.
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I've been watching movies in my time off school (along with slowly feeding the tail-end of Qualia into our fun critique group, among other things,) and it's time to make some comments on those films. Keep in mind that most of them have actors from Inception in them. I really wanted to see Inception again, and while I usually go to the movies by myself, this time I waited on this friend and that friend, and no one else felt like seeing it. Now that it's probably too late (it's not playing locally anymore,) I've just been watching the movies that the actors did before it.

It's not that I fell in love with Inception or anything, 'cause I didn't. It was nifty. But I've seriously seen better movies and I don't really get all the hype. What I really loved what the cast. (And the costumes. Uhh yeah. :D )

First I watched Batman Begins to have another peek at Cillian Murphy. Yup, he's always pretty. I first saw him in 28 Days Later, and then in Red Eye. He's a pretty good creeper. But I like him better as the nice guy. Batman Begins was all right, I guess. Sorta. It didn't do much for me. Maybe I'm just not a Batman fan. Not a huge fan of what's-his-head either, the guy who plays him, the one who DOES NOT. HAVE. THROAT CANCER. (Still hilarious.) Umm but Cillian Murphy was creepy.

Then, on the recommendation of some kind folks, I watched Mysterious Skin. This is a story about two boys who were raped as children, one of them repeatedly, and how it affects them as teens and young adults. One kid forgets it all, and believes he was abducted by aliens. The first kid looks at it as his sexual awakening, and later becomes a homosexual hustler, an emotional black hole. Umm, OMG, that kid is Arthur, the Point Man. And, I don't really have a lot of coherent thoughts about the movie. It was totally stunning, I mean subjectively a fantastic movie. The acting was incredible (except for Jeffrey Licon who just didn't ring true to me, and seemed very self-conscious the entire time,) and the whole thing was just, wow, brilliantly done. It was a great movie that I never want to see again in my entire life. Like seriously, never ever. I watched portions of it from between my fingers which I kept over my eyes for many scenes. And I couldn't sleep that night either. Yeah, it was really, really horrifying.

And a few days before that, I watched The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo or rather, Män Som Hatar Kvinnor or, "Men Who Hate Women." The real one, I mean, obviously not the stupid American version that they're only starting work on now. :/

Mysterious Skin and Dragon Tattoo – two very different movies, both with really explicit rape scenes that were almost impossible to watch, at least without flinching.

I found that I felt moral outrage over Lisbeth, and anger – but Lisbeth gets her revenge in the most hardcore way. I sort of cheered during the revenge scene (though it was so much "better" in the book.) You get to see Lisbeth kick ass in return.

In Mysterious Skin there's an equally unflinching rape scene, but the pain never gets resolved and just ends in more destruction. It was just pathetic and heartbreaking. Seriously, will never watch this movie again.

Which is in no way to say it was a bad movie, or an unnecessary one. Obviously rape culture is rampant, it's actually the norm. People think it's hilarious, just a joke. This goes for men and women, both as victims, as perpetrators and as tacit approvers. I would dare anyone to watch this movie and think it was funny, or "hot," but on the other hand, I already know (just looking around the internet) that this mindset exists. The person who recommended the film to me told me that all over various LJ communities, people have made .gifs of the movie's most violent scenes because they were "hot." So, yeah. While I think difficult movies like this are necessary, I also don't believe that they change many people's views, in the end. I remember thinking the same thing of American History X, back when that one came out. If you hate the mindset, then you don't need to be schooled. If you think the mindset is okay, a movie isn't going to change you. Unfortunately.

Back to Dragon Tattoo, I wonder how the American version will treat Lisbeth's story? I'm almost afraid to find out.

Last night, My Wonderful Glassworker Friend came over. We had pizza, ice cream, and watched Shutter Island. My first observation on typing that is how unfortunate it is that the "U" and the "I" are right next to each other on the keyboard, seriously. Okay, but anyway, yeah, so what a mindscrew!

First lemme get this out of the way: I fought really hard, for a really long time, to not like Leonardo DiCaprio. I really tried, after Titanic, to make him a huge DNW. But then he was good in Catch Me If You Can, and The Departed, and Inception. During those films I kind of grudgingly gave him the ole, "Well, he was good in this, but he still did Titanic." Now I have to admit that he's been pretty consistently good since The Big T – at least in everything I've seen him in. Oh well. I remember that I loved him when he was a kid, because he did such a great job in The Basketball Diaries, which, oh look, another totally hideous yet honest look at the loss of innocence.

So, I guess I like him. Lately he seems to play older men. So hard to believe he's two years younger than I am. O_O

Oh, so Shutter Island! Well sure, we spent maybe about 9% of the time making Inception jokes (some similar concepts there, I guess you could say,) but it was a totally different kind of mindscrew, at the end of the day. And now for SPOILERS.
SPOILERS! )

I guess that's my take on it. But I was intrigued about the parts they didn't clear up ("the law of 4") so I got the book on my Kindle. (Seriously, why put that part in the movie and leave it dangling there?)

Movies, movies. Then two nights ago, SB, Jo-chan and my uncle came by and we all watched ADVENT CHILDREN. Unfortunately, it was not Advent Children Complete (which I have on my computer but didn't have time to lug the whole thing up,) but Advent Children in any form makes me happy. I was happy to later learn that we watched it on Cloud Strife's birthday. WEE. I am that much of a poodle.

Mostly though, it was good to have company.

Umm, so that's movies so far, and tonight I'm watching Brick. OMG, that kid is Arthur the Point Man. :)

Onward and downward.

Today on Twitter, my favorite agent-turned-editor (YAY for her, BOO for me, 'cause I never got to send her my query letter that I wrote specifically for her!) posted this: F--- Me, Ray Bradbury! NOT SAFE FOR WORK / CHILDREN. But hilarious! I love SF as much as the next geek and all, but damn. :)

Then after that, my fave aunt posted The Most Beautiful Song Ever. I have no idea WTF he is saying, but I laughed through the whole stupid thing. My aunt commented, rightly, that he sounds like the greased up deaf guy from Family Guy. Haha, OMG.

So those are my many movies and two videos for today.

The rest of my vaca? Mmmm, editing, watching more movies, working out, trying to finish up some Kung Fu videos... Yeah, heaven, right?

Oh, one more thing.
Tired of this style yet? Or this ginger? )

Sucks, I guess, because it's the only style I know how to draw / paint, and the only character that really inspires me to put pen to tablet. :D

Okay, now I'm off to make DINNER.
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As much as I try not to, I very much believe in signs. And I sometimes like to play "radio oracle" or even "iPod oracle." You know, you ask a question, and then put the radio on scan or the iPod on shuffle, and whatever song comes on (or with the radio, whatever words you hear,) that's like a clue. I used to play this all the time with my friend in college. Our only rule was that country music didn't count, LOL.

So the other night my iPod ran down and I was listening to the radio in the car, playing Radio Oracle. I thought, "That guy I really like, Chocolate. I texted him on his birthday and did not hear back from him. What's the story? Should I walk away?" And then stopped scanning.

The station stopped on a talk radio show, with a lady saying the following: "Honey, I don't care if he's busy, or shy, or whatever. If you have called him more than once, and he hasn't returned your calls, then walk away. Sounds like you've already been hurt enough; why let someone else hurt you again? You tried, now it's time to move on."

So I thought, "Well, fair enough. But let's give it one more try." So I tried Chocolate's number again tonight. And received a message that his number has been changed or that his phone is out of service.

Yeah, so, walking away. And kind of mad. Don't "darlin" me and lead me on for three months and then disappear and change your number. That sucks. Usually I don't care, but I liked this guy, and you guys all know that I rarely go on dates with people. When I do, it's 'cause I want to.

Please, no angry rants or name-calling in comments. I'm sure he's got a reason and I'm not looking for people to say rude things about him to make me feel better. I like the dude. Just venting. And, no, it's not because he's attractive or has long hair. *insert massive eye-roll*

I'm mostly pissed that this ruined one of my favorite Bonnie Pink songs. Bleh. ;D

Besides, my friends are all so fantastic to me and we're all going on a daytrip next week. I'd love for Chrysanthemum to be there, but as of right now it looks like just me and two dudefriends I highly value and enjoy. We're going to go and have a great time and laugh all day.

Anyway, but enough of that. I have to get up at a retarded hour tomorrow for my super-long day and there are two things I've been wanting to post for a few days now. One is Bruce Lee's screen test:


I knew homeboy was lightning fast, but I never actually knew that he was such a scholar. But anyway, check it out at around 1:00 when he starts to talk about the difference between karate and Kung Fu. And at 1:50 he's talking about comparing Kung Fu to water. We talk about that a lot in KF. Makes so much sense! It's worth it to watch the whole thing, because it's awesome, and parts of it are really cute too.

The other thing I've been meaning to post for a while is apropos nothing, uhh, as usual. Lately I've been sort of revisiting my late childhood/early adulthood and the music I loved during it. Specifically when I was between 19 and 20 or so. I mentioned Iron Maiden a few posts back. Well, a few nights ago, someone or something reminded me of how much I loved Megadeth in my teens. I mean like, obsessively adored, as in, listening to their one album over and over pretty much until my ears bled. That one was "So Far, So Good...So What." I fell in love with Dave Mustaine's snarky vocals, his vitriolic rants, his intellectual rage and of course, the fact that no one could shred like he could. The long, red hair didn't hurt, either. (He's still quite burningly hot, in fact.)

Back in high school, Dave Mustaine was one of "My Husbands." (You know, I still joke around like that today, having a harem of husbands.) But my real high school love was a guy named Kris. He was around 6' with sandy brown hair and hazel eyes. We liked the same kind of music. He wore nerd glasses, but had edge; he was hardcore. Anyway, that year my best friend was a gal named Tina. I told her everything. She knew I had it bad for Kris and she said she was going to help me get him. We went away to Florida the week before school started up again. Before we left for vacation (which my family paid for,) she had somehow managed to procure Kris's home address.

Tina spent the vacation writing letters to Kris telling him that I didn't like him, and not only that, but I was hooking up with all different boys in Florida (I was sixteen,) and was of no use to him etc. I, of course, didn't know she was saying those things. When we got home, I didn't hear from her.

(I know this is tangential – please hold for the Megadeth tie-in.)

I didn't actually see her again until the first day of school. I hated school, but I had something to look forward to. Obviously I was going to see Kris! Probably at lunch, when we'd go hang out behind the store and break the glass bottles left by winos in the alley. The girl who sat in front of me, Margie, turned around to say hi and we started chatting. She asked why I was so happy and I told her it was because I would get to hang out with Kris after not having seen him in so long."

"Kris?" she said. "You mean Tina's boyfriend? That guy you used to hang around with?"

I know it's a long time ago and you might be thinking, "Gosh, she can't remember the exact words like that." But 1) I do remember exact words; I remember exact words from over 20 years ago because that's how my brain works and 2) You know that feeling? You never forget it. And I know exactly what I said back to her, which was nothing. That high school heartbreak, you know! It leaves you speechless, LOL! No LJ back then. ;D

Later in the day I ended up walking behind Tina in the hallway and she didn't know I was there. I heard her laugh and say, "Oh my gawd, when Jules finds out she's gonna..."

I grabbed her by the arm and said, "Going to what?"

I literally watched the color drain from her face, and then she ran away like a coward.

In high school, I was generally an unhappy person. I did mean things to people who had hurt me. And because there were many people who had, I had to be crafty sometimes.

So what I did this time was to take all of the notes she had written me over the years, in which she had talked smack about just about everyone. I wasn't the only person she had done this to. She was a bitch to everyone. I took all those notes and I photocopied them. It costs me lots of money because photocopies were ten cents each back then. I took the copies of her notes and I taped them up everywhere. In the bathrooms. On the bleachers. On the lockers of the people she had written about. In the halls, tucked away in library books, (quite stupid, since hardly anyone ever checked them out,) in the cafeteria, in the gym.

And along with the notes, I printed and copied, with her name at the top, the words to Megadeth's song, "Liar." (I clearly remember that I left out the lines about "your sister" and "your brother." Her sister and brother were just kids and had nothing to do with anything.)



It's easy to laugh at this song now because it's so overwrought that it's almost camp. You can hardly tell when Dave Mustaine is being serious and when he's just being a snarky bastard. And sometimes both. The whole song is actually terribly brilliant when you break it down. The way he rolls the "R" of "sewer rat." His over-the-top, hateful speed-wrath rant, while semi-hilarious, is fantastic to this day. I still know every single word! I should; I listened to it often enough back then. But it's at 3:00, the nearly inarticulate rage, that I loved the best.

Ah, Tina. She had to leave the school and go to a different one. The last I heard of her, she had crawled out of a bathroom window after having been cornered by a group of people who were out for blood. It was not a nice high school, my alma mater. Not a mellow, cheerful place at all.

My other favorites on that album were "In My Darkest Hour" and "Mary Jane":



Revisiting these, I'm once again appreciative of their weird beauty.

I wonder what I'll rediscover next? Maybe it'll be David Bowie (actually, I still have a handful of his songs on my iPod) or T Rex (I have every single CD. Every. Last. One. I should upload those.)

Well well well, that's tonight.

Next week is going to be a wonderful week. I can feel it. Everything is going to go right-side up, for sure!
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As much as I try not to, I very much believe in signs. And I sometimes like to play "radio oracle" or even "iPod oracle." You know, you ask a question, and then put the radio on scan or the iPod on shuffle, and whatever song comes on (or with the radio, whatever words you hear,) that's like a clue. I used to play this all the time with my friend in college. Our only rule was that country music didn't count, LOL.

So the other night my iPod ran down and I was listening to the radio in the car, playing Radio Oracle. I thought, "That guy I really like, Chocolate. I texted him on his birthday and did not hear back from him. What's the story? Should I walk away?" And then stopped scanning.

The station stopped on a talk radio show, with a lady saying the following: "Honey, I don't care if he's busy, or shy, or whatever. If you have called him more than once, and he hasn't returned your calls, then walk away. Sounds like you've already been hurt enough; why let someone else hurt you again? You tried, now it's time to move on."

So I thought, "Well, fair enough. But let's give it one more try." So I tried Chocolate's number again tonight. And received a message that his number has been changed or that his phone is out of service.

Yeah, so, walking away. And kind of mad. Don't "darlin" me and lead me on for three months and then disappear and change your number. That sucks. Usually I don't care, but I liked this guy, and you guys all know that I rarely go on dates with people. When I do, it's 'cause I want to.

Please, no angry rants or name-calling in comments. I'm sure he's got a reason and I'm not looking for people to say rude things about him to make me feel better. I like the dude. Just venting. And, no, it's not because he's attractive or has long hair. *insert massive eye-roll*

I'm mostly pissed that this ruined one of my favorite Bonnie Pink songs. Bleh. ;D

Besides, my friends are all so fantastic to me and we're all going on a daytrip next week. I'd love for Chrysanthemum to be there, but as of right now it looks like just me and two dudefriends I highly value and enjoy. We're going to go and have a great time and laugh all day.

Anyway, but enough of that. I have to get up at a retarded hour tomorrow for my super-long day and there are two things I've been wanting to post for a few days now. One is Bruce Lee's screen test:


I knew homeboy was lightning fast, but I never actually knew that he was such a scholar. But anyway, check it out at around 1:00 when he starts to talk about the difference between karate and Kung Fu. And at 1:50 he's talking about comparing Kung Fu to water. We talk about that a lot in KF. Makes so much sense! It's worth it to watch the whole thing, because it's awesome, and parts of it are really cute too.

The other thing I've been meaning to post for a while is apropos nothing, uhh, as usual. Lately I've been sort of revisiting my late childhood/early adulthood and the music I loved during it. Specifically when I was between 19 and 20 or so. I mentioned Iron Maiden a few posts back. Well, a few nights ago, someone or something reminded me of how much I loved Megadeth in my teens. I mean like, obsessively adored, as in, listening to their one album over and over pretty much until my ears bled. That one was "So Far, So Good...So What." I fell in love with Dave Mustaine's snarky vocals, his vitriolic rants, his intellectual rage and of course, the fact that no one could shred like he could. The long, red hair didn't hurt, either. (He's still quite burningly hot, in fact.)

Back in high school, Dave Mustaine was one of "My Husbands." (You know, I still joke around like that today, having a harem of husbands.) But my real high school love was a guy named Kris. He was around 6' with sandy brown hair and hazel eyes. We liked the same kind of music. He wore nerd glasses, but had edge; he was hardcore. Anyway, that year my best friend was a gal named Tina. I told her everything. She knew I had it bad for Kris and she said she was going to help me get him. We went away to Florida the week before school started up again. Before we left for vacation (which my family paid for,) she had somehow managed to procure Kris's home address.

Tina spent the vacation writing letters to Kris telling him that I didn't like him, and not only that, but I was hooking up with all different boys in Florida (I was sixteen,) and was of no use to him etc. I, of course, didn't know she was saying those things. When we got home, I didn't hear from her.

(I know this is tangential – please hold for the Megadeth tie-in.)

I didn't actually see her again until the first day of school. I hated school, but I had something to look forward to. Obviously I was going to see Kris! Probably at lunch, when we'd go hang out behind the store and break the glass bottles left by winos in the alley. The girl who sat in front of me, Margie, turned around to say hi and we started chatting. She asked why I was so happy and I told her it was because I would get to hang out with Kris after not having seen him in so long."

"Kris?" she said. "You mean Tina's boyfriend? That guy you used to hang around with?"

I know it's a long time ago and you might be thinking, "Gosh, she can't remember the exact words like that." But 1) I do remember exact words; I remember exact words from over 20 years ago because that's how my brain works and 2) You know that feeling? You never forget it. And I know exactly what I said back to her, which was nothing. That high school heartbreak, you know! It leaves you speechless, LOL! No LJ back then. ;D

Later in the day I ended up walking behind Tina in the hallway and she didn't know I was there. I heard her laugh and say, "Oh my gawd, when Jules finds out she's gonna..."

I grabbed her by the arm and said, "Going to what?"

I literally watched the color drain from her face, and then she ran away like a coward.

In high school, I was generally an unhappy person. I did mean things to people who had hurt me. And because there were many people who had, I had to be crafty sometimes.

So what I did this time was to take all of the notes she had written me over the years, in which she had talked smack about just about everyone. I wasn't the only person she had done this to. She was a bitch to everyone. I took all those notes and I photocopied them. It costs me lots of money because photocopies were ten cents each back then. I took the copies of her notes and I taped them up everywhere. In the bathrooms. On the bleachers. On the lockers of the people she had written about. In the halls, tucked away in library books, (quite stupid, since hardly anyone ever checked them out,) in the cafeteria, in the gym.

And along with the notes, I printed and copied, with her name at the top, the words to Megadeth's song, "Liar." (I clearly remember that I left out the lines about "your sister" and "your brother." Her sister and brother were just kids and had nothing to do with anything.)



It's easy to laugh at this song now because it's so overwrought that it's almost camp. You can hardly tell when Dave Mustaine is being serious and when he's just being a snarky bastard. And sometimes both. The whole song is actually terribly brilliant when you break it down. The way he rolls the "R" of "sewer rat." His over-the-top, hateful speed-wrath rant, while semi-hilarious, is fantastic to this day. I still know every single word! I should; I listened to it often enough back then. But it's at 3:00, the nearly inarticulate rage, that I loved the best.

Ah, Tina. She had to leave the school and go to a different one. The last I heard of her, she had crawled out of a bathroom window after having been cornered by a group of people who were out for blood. It was not a nice high school, my alma mater. Not a mellow, cheerful place at all.

My other favorites on that album were "In My Darkest Hour" and "Mary Jane":



Revisiting these, I'm once again appreciative of their weird beauty.

I wonder what I'll rediscover next? Maybe it'll be David Bowie (actually, I still have a handful of his songs on my iPod) or T Rex (I have every single CD. Every. Last. One. I should upload those.)

Well well well, that's tonight.

Next week is going to be a wonderful week. I can feel it. Everything is going to go right-side up, for sure!

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