A blog is like an online journal. A blog is like an online, personal magazine. A blog is a super long twitter. A blog is a short short essay. A blog is an expanded laundry list, and a shortened review.
Blogs are different things to different people. My experience with blogs is one of joy, and dismay. I started out thinking that blogs are a really cool way to keep up with my thoughts, but as time grew long, it became evident that they are more just like a nuisance of a project that nobody my age really wants to post. Twitter is more from people my age. Short sweet and to the point. If I had a choice on the length of my blogs, they would be about 10 words a piece.
I did start out well though. When I first began the blogging process, I equated it with a tutor for typing. I wanted to get as much information down as possible in the ten minutes I was to blog. I would, at first, just type whatever came to mind, and a lot would get put down. Sometimes, I wrote what actually came to mind. Like, Squirrel!
I don't want to do this next semester though. At ten minutes a blog, and 70 blog posts, the time spent on this grade is around 11 and a half hours. I don't spend that much time on ANYTHING! Not to mention the stress that comes with the thought of having a project for that long.
Blogs may be great to some, but they sure do suck for myself. Adios Blogger.
Monday, December 7, 2009
Sunday, December 6, 2009
One is Waayy Enough
Second Life -To play or not to play. I will describe my experience playing the game, and only that. I will not try to explain the mental frontline of the players. I will not try to decipher the reason behind the game. Let's begin...
As I first started playing, I created a reasonable looking character. The appearance was chosen from a list of default looks. I tried walking and interacting with different objects, but to no avail. I couldn't grasp the controls, as they were very different from any other game I've encountered, so I gave up. I didn't really even look at the game again until tonight.
My lady's friend Sarah got on and tried it, but encountered the same dilemma that I had, and she gave up. Her failure sparked my interests. I gave it one more go, and got a small hold on the controls. I didn't care what others thought, and I wanted to incite a sort of frenzy, so I created the most horrifying character I could. When it was over, she resembled Fiona (ogre form) from Shrek.
I walked up to these two other players, which were sitting on something, and I stood. I only stood. I could hear them talk through the game, and soon they began talking about my character. The voices almost mirrored those of seventh graders. Their characters where dressed in, you guessed it, final fantasy clothes, and if I could have smelled them, it probably would have been bad. They laughed and talked about their friends that live/play in Second Life. I was saddened.
Second Life has brought the gaming world to a new low. No longer are WoW gamers the epitome of the virtual world.
As I first started playing, I created a reasonable looking character. The appearance was chosen from a list of default looks. I tried walking and interacting with different objects, but to no avail. I couldn't grasp the controls, as they were very different from any other game I've encountered, so I gave up. I didn't really even look at the game again until tonight.
My lady's friend Sarah got on and tried it, but encountered the same dilemma that I had, and she gave up. Her failure sparked my interests. I gave it one more go, and got a small hold on the controls. I didn't care what others thought, and I wanted to incite a sort of frenzy, so I created the most horrifying character I could. When it was over, she resembled Fiona (ogre form) from Shrek.
I walked up to these two other players, which were sitting on something, and I stood. I only stood. I could hear them talk through the game, and soon they began talking about my character. The voices almost mirrored those of seventh graders. Their characters where dressed in, you guessed it, final fantasy clothes, and if I could have smelled them, it probably would have been bad. They laughed and talked about their friends that live/play in Second Life. I was saddened.
Second Life has brought the gaming world to a new low. No longer are WoW gamers the epitome of the virtual world.
One is Enough
I just got my first taste of Second Life, and I am completely shocked. I have heard stories of Second Lives, tales of it, and I underestimated it to say the least. There is certain nerd level on all online video games. I'm going to describe three different ones, and then the whole new level brought by Second Life.
The first level of nerdom, is in First Person Shooter games, such as Halo or Call of Duty. Even though all types of people play them, the ones who play to compete have all attained the first rank of geek. They all take the video game seriously and make it much less fun for others. While they do not necessarily bring a stench to the human title, they do make being a casual video gamer less enjoyable, and discourage other players from pursuing in depth gameplay.
The second level of geek titles is given to the players of Final Fantasy. Most become completely obsessed and shy away from average society. They will replay Role Playing Games until they become a nuisance to hear from another room. The title of Final Fantasy nerd also comes with the visual appearance of a Japanese manga nerd. Scrawny, pale, and in black clothes. Now, not all look this way, but I'm speaking of the majority.
The third tier, often regarded as the highest ranks achievable, is the WoW nerd. They spend hours upon hours on the computer. Many times, missing school or family occasions to play WoW. World of Warcraft has many opportunities to become a higher ranking player, and most just cannot refuse those chances. They all look different, but they all smell bad, usually from a lack of showers.
I have discovered a new rank tonight. It is the rank of Second Lifers. The game and players will be described in the next blog.
The first level of nerdom, is in First Person Shooter games, such as Halo or Call of Duty. Even though all types of people play them, the ones who play to compete have all attained the first rank of geek. They all take the video game seriously and make it much less fun for others. While they do not necessarily bring a stench to the human title, they do make being a casual video gamer less enjoyable, and discourage other players from pursuing in depth gameplay.
The second level of geek titles is given to the players of Final Fantasy. Most become completely obsessed and shy away from average society. They will replay Role Playing Games until they become a nuisance to hear from another room. The title of Final Fantasy nerd also comes with the visual appearance of a Japanese manga nerd. Scrawny, pale, and in black clothes. Now, not all look this way, but I'm speaking of the majority.
The third tier, often regarded as the highest ranks achievable, is the WoW nerd. They spend hours upon hours on the computer. Many times, missing school or family occasions to play WoW. World of Warcraft has many opportunities to become a higher ranking player, and most just cannot refuse those chances. They all look different, but they all smell bad, usually from a lack of showers.
I have discovered a new rank tonight. It is the rank of Second Lifers. The game and players will be described in the next blog.
Semester One Part Four
Economics
This class was an easy one. I didn't reallylearn much form this class, but what I did learn was invaluable. Before college, in high school per say, I didn't even know what homework was. I just did things assigned before I left class. I wrote papers in class during lecture. I prepared posters during fourth block. My after school was MY after school, and no school work was going to stop that. In economics, we were assigned a huge chunk of homework for each section of the book that we worked on. At about eight pages of question per homework, this was actual work. The first one, I put off until the last minute, and I paid for it. I was so stressed out that I made myself sick. The second one, I worked a little ahead of time, and realized that it works. I never became stressed over such an easy class, and I went on my marry way.
Economics has taught me that no matter how easy the subject, or how hard, the homework, and other assignments for that matter, should be worked on in a timely manner in order to keep all at peace.
P.S. Dr. John Winters is an amazing teacher and deserves recommendation.
This class was an easy one. I didn't reallylearn much form this class, but what I did learn was invaluable. Before college, in high school per say, I didn't even know what homework was. I just did things assigned before I left class. I wrote papers in class during lecture. I prepared posters during fourth block. My after school was MY after school, and no school work was going to stop that. In economics, we were assigned a huge chunk of homework for each section of the book that we worked on. At about eight pages of question per homework, this was actual work. The first one, I put off until the last minute, and I paid for it. I was so stressed out that I made myself sick. The second one, I worked a little ahead of time, and realized that it works. I never became stressed over such an easy class, and I went on my marry way.
Economics has taught me that no matter how easy the subject, or how hard, the homework, and other assignments for that matter, should be worked on in a timely manner in order to keep all at peace.
P.S. Dr. John Winters is an amazing teacher and deserves recommendation.
The Labyrnith from the Point of David Bowie
David Bowie, the genius behind tons of hits, is also the designer backing a new clothing line at Target. Despite his great career success, Mr. Bowie has been known throughout said career for a few distinct features.
His orientation, and more notably his outfits.
His orientation is up for grabs, but his outfits are incredibly depicted in Jim Henson's movie, The Labyrinth. If they could be described in a couple of words. I would choose Glamorous, Horse, and Trainer. He had his notable hair and makeup and skin tight black spandex jeans. He wore a jacket comparable to that of a matador, and on his feet were hooker boots.
His outfit related to his character in a number of ways. He was the Goblin King, and needed to look as such. Not much you can do to his face, since David Bowie did his own makeup, so they went ahead and let him dress himself. It turned out pretty well, and Bowie played a convincing King of little goblins. His outfit spoke to the relationship that played out between the girl and him. The outfit allowed for quite a bit of skin viewing, so it said sexy.
Overall, David Bowie is a visual freak, and his outfit in The Labyrinth is a perfect example.
His orientation, and more notably his outfits.
His orientation is up for grabs, but his outfits are incredibly depicted in Jim Henson's movie, The Labyrinth. If they could be described in a couple of words. I would choose Glamorous, Horse, and Trainer. He had his notable hair and makeup and skin tight black spandex jeans. He wore a jacket comparable to that of a matador, and on his feet were hooker boots.
His outfit related to his character in a number of ways. He was the Goblin King, and needed to look as such. Not much you can do to his face, since David Bowie did his own makeup, so they went ahead and let him dress himself. It turned out pretty well, and Bowie played a convincing King of little goblins. His outfit spoke to the relationship that played out between the girl and him. The outfit allowed for quite a bit of skin viewing, so it said sexy.
Overall, David Bowie is a visual freak, and his outfit in The Labyrinth is a perfect example.
Cigarettes
Food, porn, crack, and cigarettes are the world's leading cases of addiction. Of course sex and masturbation belong, but they are as wide spread. Some people start smoking, because it has a cool factor. For the same reason, those same people start smoking crack. I'm not trying to say that cigarette smokers should go ahead and smoke crack, but there is a part of each model that speaks to the other.
Being addicted without showing signs of dependency looks cool.
It don't think its the smoke blowing out of your mouth. I don't think its the square worn spot on the butt pocket of your jeans. I think it is the idea that you've overcome an obstacle that the world can't. People die everyday, overcoming. No one, and that includes the smoker, wants to be addicted to anything. To be addicted means that you are no longer independent. Freedom is the best drug. Taking another restricts you from the first.
I digress.
I just wanted to say that I don't think that the taste of cigarettes, or even the thought of being a smoker is what is appealing to people. I believe that thinking you are accomplishing a rarely completed feat grabs your attention and reels you in. Smoking isn't cool. Who wants to rely on leaves and paper. even the lighter plays more of a role in your life than your underwear.
Being addicted without showing signs of dependency looks cool.
It don't think its the smoke blowing out of your mouth. I don't think its the square worn spot on the butt pocket of your jeans. I think it is the idea that you've overcome an obstacle that the world can't. People die everyday, overcoming. No one, and that includes the smoker, wants to be addicted to anything. To be addicted means that you are no longer independent. Freedom is the best drug. Taking another restricts you from the first.
I digress.
I just wanted to say that I don't think that the taste of cigarettes, or even the thought of being a smoker is what is appealing to people. I believe that thinking you are accomplishing a rarely completed feat grabs your attention and reels you in. Smoking isn't cool. Who wants to rely on leaves and paper. even the lighter plays more of a role in your life than your underwear.
Why People Suck
As I have posted before, in great detail, actually, I work at Petsmart. Many people come in and out of the store daily. Many of them have loving, warm, healthy pets. Just as many have sick, nasty, and/or ugly pets with problems. I have thought about it realized that most of our customers with sick pets just suck. There are a couple of reasons I have calculated.
The first is that the pets are an eye and nose sore. Mangy animals do NOT excite me in any way. I don't even want to come near sick dogs. The other day, a family came in with a pit bull with some cuts on his face, which may say a whole lot, but that's for another day. The wounds had become infected and smelled of rotten fish to be as cliched as possible. The people just tromped around the store shopping for this smelly beast, completely disregarding that everyone else in the building had noses. Then, they had the nerve to ask me what to use for the dog's cuts, which leads me to my second point.
They suck, because they are cheap bastards who need to learn that vets are called vets for a reason. They aren't stockers or cashiers at your local pet store. People with sick animals in petsmart need to, one, take their dog home, and two quit asking the employees questions that a vet should answer. Even we consult a local vet for all of our sick animals. I'm sorry, but if you are too cheap to call a vet, you shouldn't have a dog. The pound should take it. They even use vets.
I hate Pet Parents that bring their problems to our doorstep. We sell food, clothes, and toys, not medical attention. Go to a PetSmart with a Banfield [in store veterinarian's office].
The first is that the pets are an eye and nose sore. Mangy animals do NOT excite me in any way. I don't even want to come near sick dogs. The other day, a family came in with a pit bull with some cuts on his face, which may say a whole lot, but that's for another day. The wounds had become infected and smelled of rotten fish to be as cliched as possible. The people just tromped around the store shopping for this smelly beast, completely disregarding that everyone else in the building had noses. Then, they had the nerve to ask me what to use for the dog's cuts, which leads me to my second point.
They suck, because they are cheap bastards who need to learn that vets are called vets for a reason. They aren't stockers or cashiers at your local pet store. People with sick animals in petsmart need to, one, take their dog home, and two quit asking the employees questions that a vet should answer. Even we consult a local vet for all of our sick animals. I'm sorry, but if you are too cheap to call a vet, you shouldn't have a dog. The pound should take it. They even use vets.
I hate Pet Parents that bring their problems to our doorstep. We sell food, clothes, and toys, not medical attention. Go to a PetSmart with a Banfield [in store veterinarian's office].
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