poisonedgrace: (Calvin)
  So, there was a sale, and on top of that, there was a 30% off coupon.  And they stacked.  I ended up getting 3 shirts which I can wear to work (more on that in a bit) for like 5.60 each.  Not bad, 'cause I mean really, who wants to spend money on shit you're only gonna wear to work and not really care about aside from that?

Nobody, that's who!

Anyhow, I'll explain a bit in order to catch you up.

I have a collection of shirts which I ONLY wear to work.  I figure that I have enough going on with the hair, and the facial piercings that I don't really want to have my tattoos on display.  There are no rules against them, and plenty of people have them, it's just a personal choice that I made.  I kind of like the idea of keeping myself private while at work anyhow.  Less questions and funny stares to enjoy.

Plus it's sort of like wearing a disguise, which is fun anyhow.  Enter my collection of work shirts.  I've been needing a couple more, so the sale I just mentioned lead me to Old Navy.

I got the shirts in size XL.  I'm sure a size M would have been fine, but if I'm lazing around in a disguise anyhow, I want it to be comfortable and relaxed.

That brings us all up to date, and here I am, wearing the first one of them to work today.  I'm swimming in the body portion it's so baggy, and the arms are baggy as well, but much much less so, proportionally..  HOWEVER, it must be somehow tailored for Tyrannosaurs, because the arms are oddly short.

It's strange that they're proportionally skinnier than the body to this degree, because someone large enough to really need a chest / back / tummy area this large would surely have beefier arms than would be comfortable in this shirt.

But by far, the worst is the sleeve length.  The body length will come down to the bottom of my butt if I pull it down, so it's not an overall shortness, just an isolated issue with the sleeves.  If I put both my arms out (or especially forward or up) out at once, the sleeves ride up.  They're just cut really short.  I would hate to see what the sleeves would have been like on the size M, assuming all things proportional.

And no, it was not intended to be a 1/2 sleeve shirt.  It's just... weird.

I kinda wanna go fight a Triceratops now though!
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So, I've seen a lot of people posting the writing analyzer link thing, so I decided to clown around with it a bit.
I tend to write a LOT, and a lot of different things, and I wanted a good cross-section, so I plugged a lot of things into it, here are the results:


Short Story, Sci-fi
Kurt Vonnegut

Short stories, Kids
Agatha Christie
David Foster Wallace

Short Story, Horror
William Gibson

Blogs (various, some of the ones I likes best as well as random ones)
H.P. Lovecraft x2
Stephen King x2
William Shakespeare
David Foster Wallace x10
Stephenie Meyer (ROFL, I must have been drunk?!)
Dan Brown x3
J.K. Rowling
Stephen King
Oscar Wilde
William Gibson x2
Gertrude Stein


Poems:
Margaret Atwood
James Joyce x8
Dan Brown x7
Steven King x5
Vladimir Nabokov x2
Arthur C Clarke
James Fenimore Cooper
P. G. Wodehouse
Chuck Palahniuk
H.P. Lovecraft x3
Robert Louis Stevenson
Kurt Vonnegut
Charles Dickens
Leo Tolstoy
David Foster Wallace
Arthur Conan Doyle


Interesting, to say the least.
First, I do have to say, I am not a fan of Stephen King and I am rather surprised to see him turn up so many times.
I have never in my life heard of 'David Foster Wallace' or 'Dan Brown', so I have no idea what to think of those guys showing up so much.
I have heard the name 'James Joyce' but I could not tell you who he is, or what he wrote.
The horror story getting a Gibson is surreal, because it reads like a Ramsey Campbell (to be fair, he probably wasn't in the analyzer) or a Lovecraft, so that was a surprise.

I assume that the thing isn't really a very good tool, however, and is just for fun.
Similar to how 90% of all girls "looked like Angelina Jolie" on that face matcher thing :/

But there you go, thought I'd share.

Oh yeah, if you haven't seen the thing, it's over at:
http://iwl.me/
poisonedgrace: (Default)
So, I've seen a lot of people posting the writing analyzer link thing, so I decided to clown around with it a bit.
I tend to write a LOT, and a lot of different things, and I wanted a good cross-section, so I plugged a lot of things into it, here are the results:


Short Story, Sci-fi
Kurt Vonnegut

Short stories, Kids
Agatha Christie
David Foster Wallace

Short Story, Horror
William Gibson

Blogs (various, some of the ones I likes best as well as random ones)
H.P. Lovecraft x2
Stephen King x2
William Shakespeare
David Foster Wallace x10
Stephenie Meyer (ROFL, I must have been drunk?!)
Dan Brown x3
J.K. Rowling
Stephen King
Oscar Wilde
William Gibson x2
Gertrude Stein


Poems:
Margaret Atwood
James Joyce x8
Dan Brown x7
Steven King x5
Vladimir Nabokov x2
Arthur C Clarke
James Fenimore Cooper
P. G. Wodehouse
Chuck Palahniuk
H.P. Lovecraft x3
Robert Louis Stevenson
Kurt Vonnegut
Charles Dickens
Leo Tolstoy
David Foster Wallace
Arthur Conan Doyle


Interesting, to say the least.
First, I do have to say, I am not a fan of Stephen King and I am rather surprised to see him turn up so many times.
I have never in my life heard of 'David Foster Wallace' or 'Dan Brown', so I have no idea what to think of those guys showing up so much.
I have heard the name 'James Joyce' but I could not tell you who he is, or what he wrote.
The horror story getting a Gibson is surreal, because it reads like a Ramsey Campbell (to be fair, he probably wasn't in the analyzer) or a Lovecraft, so that was a surprise.

I assume that the thing isn't really a very good tool, however, and is just for fun.
Similar to how 90% of all girls "looked like Angelina Jolie" on that face matcher thing :/

But there you go, thought I'd share.

Oh yeah, if you haven't seen the thing, it's over at:
http://iwl.me/
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   This weekend, I went skateboarding with Hamhock, Hogmaw, Porkchop, Fatback & Milkdud.  There was an incident with a shopkeeper at a strip mall and Hogmaw got arrested.  I'm surprised the rest of the Hamilton brothers (thus the nicknames, for those of you who don't know them) handled it as well as they did.  Some of you know how hotheaded they can be.  Heck, I think poor Milkdud, as meek as he usually is, took it way worse than anyone else, including Hogmaw.  I thought they cops were going to take him away too.  His mom would have killed us all!

Luckily Mrs. Hamilton was really calm about it.  She let Hogmaw spend the night in jail to teach him a lesson, but I guess he kinda had that much coming at least.

Then, on Sunday, we all went out to the Crash-up Derby they have out there east of the old neighbourhood.  That was a good time.  Love me some fries & gravy.

Wild weekend, for sure.
___

I keep getting the feeling that I need to sit down to endless hours of cartoons.  I guess Cartoon Therapy is calling to meeeeeee.  Hell, who doesn't need a bit of Cartoon Therapy once in a while.

Massive amounts, plz.  Kthx.
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I had a dream a couple of nights ago about an assassin.  A lot of people (seems like the majority of everyone I know) was hiding from her at my Grandfather's old house, but she was supposed to be the best of the best, and could kill everyone who got in her way (or anyone she had a passing whimsy to kill, actually) as she tried to get her target.  We weren't sure who she was even after.  She very muchly enjoyed her work though.  In a fantasy sort of way.
___

Oh, and also: The Hills Have Eyes remake?  Absolutely Terrible.  Seriously bad bad bad.  Not even Funny Bad.  Just regular bad.
Makes me wanna use my Do Not Want icon.

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   This weekend, I went skateboarding with Hamhock, Hogmaw, Porkchop, Fatback & Milkdud.  There was an incident with a shopkeeper at a strip mall and Hogmaw got arrested.  I'm surprised the rest of the Hamilton brothers (thus the nicknames, for those of you who don't know them) handled it as well as they did.  Some of you know how hotheaded they can be.  Heck, I think poor Milkdud, as meek as he usually is, took it way worse than anyone else, including Hogmaw.  I thought they cops were going to take him away too.  His mom would have killed us all!

Luckily Mrs. Hamilton was really calm about it.  She let Hogmaw spend the night in jail to teach him a lesson, but I guess he kinda had that much coming at least.

Then, on Sunday, we all went out to the Crash-up Derby they have out there east of the old neighbourhood.  That was a good time.  Love me some fries & gravy.

Wild weekend, for sure.
___

I keep getting the feeling that I need to sit down to endless hours of cartoons.  I guess Cartoon Therapy is calling to meeeeeee.  Hell, who doesn't need a bit of Cartoon Therapy once in a while.

Massive amounts, plz.  Kthx.
___

I had a dream a couple of nights ago about an assassin.  A lot of people (seems like the majority of everyone I know) was hiding from her at my Grandfather's old house, but she was supposed to be the best of the best, and could kill everyone who got in her way (or anyone she had a passing whimsy to kill, actually) as she tried to get her target.  We weren't sure who she was even after.  She very muchly enjoyed her work though.  In a fantasy sort of way.
___

Oh, and also: The Hills Have Eyes remake?  Absolutely Terrible.  Seriously bad bad bad.  Not even Funny Bad.  Just regular bad.
Makes me wanna use my Do Not Want icon.

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I guess I was still annoyed about injustice and audacity when I fell asleep, because I dreamed that we were... somewhere (I'm not sure where) and your stupid exboyfriend showed up and was giving you crap.  I tried to stand aside and let you deal with it, because it's your business after all.  I could only take so much of the way he was speaking to you, and after I couldn't take it anymore, I suggested to you that we just leave because it wasn't accomplishing anything anyhow.

Of course he got mouthy at me, which I tried to ignore, so he got threatening at me.  I asked him how well he thought that would work out for him if he tried it.  He didn't like that (cause big dudes never do when the little dudes don't take their shit) and he took a swing at me.  A typical Hulk style 'big guy smash smaller guy!' untrained poorly executed sort that I've seen a hundred times.  Come to find out, it didn't work out for him at all.  He found himself in a bad position (which could have been a lot worse, but I'm a merciful asshole and didn't render him permanently damaged) and I kept him there until the fight was gone from him.

Then we left.

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At some other point I had a dream about working retail.  Or maybe 'working retail undercover' was more like it?  I remember it was all very analytical, like I cared more about the various situations and concept than about the job itself.  I remember that some sort of faeries had caused mischief in the stock room, but that's all I can remember, aside from some images of goods and parts of the establishment itself.
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I had a third dream about trying to interact with some weird cultish group of people.  They had some sort of compound sort of place, and they might not have been 100% human, I'm not sure.  I think that maybe I've dreamed of them before.  They were in a workshop type place, and moving from there into a yard kinda place.  I think they were going on and on about the magical powers of Jesus or some such.  One of them might have been Urine Shark.  Not sure about that though, I might be getting several things confused at this point.

That's about all I got for that one anyhow.
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There was some other stuff...  With flying and laser guns and rocket launchers and robot soldiers and a landlord and revenge and a city by the sea, but I only have images and nothing that really makes as much sense as I'd like...  And when I try to sort it out, it seems like it was somehow connected to all 3 of those other dreams.  Maybe it was the running background reality where the other acts took place or something.  No clue.  I blame Urine Shark.
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Aside from dreams, what's new... hmm....  Going to see Sage Francis (yet again) next week.  Poor as a pauper until payday on Friday. 

Downloaded the Free Trial for Champions Online at the request of my brother who also downloaded it :P

I haven't played the actual game yet, but I do have to say that it totally has THE best Character Creation Process EVER.  I seriously spent 3 hours each night, for the past 3 nights, making 3 different characters (one per night, duh!).  And I don't think I'm quite finished with the 3rd one yet.  Probably work on him again tonight if I sit down to the computer.  There are literally THOUSANDS of different parts and items and options for making a unique looking character.  You can set everything (height, body mass, limb length etc etc) to such an amazing degree of control.  Hell, I have no idea if the game itself is any good, but I could enjoy the creation process for the duration of the free trial and have a great time just with that!

I'm going to try to get some screenshots of the stuff I've been making, maybe I'll do that tonight and can post them at some point.


Well, I guess that's it for now.
I'm still working on trying to write something, but I swear I just can't get it right, and it's frustrating me :(
I dunno if it's lack of sleep or insanity or a combination of all 4, but I just can not make the words do what I want to them to with this.


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I guess I was still annoyed about injustice and audacity when I fell asleep, because I dreamed that we were... somewhere (I'm not sure where) and your stupid exboyfriend showed up and was giving you crap.  I tried to stand aside and let you deal with it, because it's your business after all.  I could only take so much of the way he was speaking to you, and after I couldn't take it anymore, I suggested to you that we just leave because it wasn't accomplishing anything anyhow.

Of course he got mouthy at me, which I tried to ignore, so he got threatening at me.  I asked him how well he thought that would work out for him if he tried it.  He didn't like that (cause big dudes never do when the little dudes don't take their shit) and he took a swing at me.  A typical Hulk style 'big guy smash smaller guy!' untrained poorly executed sort that I've seen a hundred times.  Come to find out, it didn't work out for him at all.  He found himself in a bad position (which could have been a lot worse, but I'm a merciful asshole and didn't render him permanently damaged) and I kept him there until the fight was gone from him.

Then we left.

___

At some other point I had a dream about working retail.  Or maybe 'working retail undercover' was more like it?  I remember it was all very analytical, like I cared more about the various situations and concept than about the job itself.  I remember that some sort of faeries had caused mischief in the stock room, but that's all I can remember, aside from some images of goods and parts of the establishment itself.
___

I had a third dream about trying to interact with some weird cultish group of people.  They had some sort of compound sort of place, and they might not have been 100% human, I'm not sure.  I think that maybe I've dreamed of them before.  They were in a workshop type place, and moving from there into a yard kinda place.  I think they were going on and on about the magical powers of Jesus or some such.  One of them might have been Urine Shark.  Not sure about that though, I might be getting several things confused at this point.

That's about all I got for that one anyhow.
___

There was some other stuff...  With flying and laser guns and rocket launchers and robot soldiers and a landlord and revenge and a city by the sea, but I only have images and nothing that really makes as much sense as I'd like...  And when I try to sort it out, it seems like it was somehow connected to all 3 of those other dreams.  Maybe it was the running background reality where the other acts took place or something.  No clue.  I blame Urine Shark.
___

Aside from dreams, what's new... hmm....  Going to see Sage Francis (yet again) next week.  Poor as a pauper until payday on Friday. 

Downloaded the Free Trial for Champions Online at the request of my brother who also downloaded it :P

I haven't played the actual game yet, but I do have to say that it totally has THE best Character Creation Process EVER.  I seriously spent 3 hours each night, for the past 3 nights, making 3 different characters (one per night, duh!).  And I don't think I'm quite finished with the 3rd one yet.  Probably work on him again tonight if I sit down to the computer.  There are literally THOUSANDS of different parts and items and options for making a unique looking character.  You can set everything (height, body mass, limb length etc etc) to such an amazing degree of control.  Hell, I have no idea if the game itself is any good, but I could enjoy the creation process for the duration of the free trial and have a great time just with that!

I'm going to try to get some screenshots of the stuff I've been making, maybe I'll do that tonight and can post them at some point.


Well, I guess that's it for now.
I'm still working on trying to write something, but I swear I just can't get it right, and it's frustrating me :(
I dunno if it's lack of sleep or insanity or a combination of all 4, but I just can not make the words do what I want to them to with this.


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Yesterday started out as a really long day.  Was fine in the morning, but it was dragging.

At lunch time I moved my car, and I was reading my book.  I always have my headlights on when I drive, and I've never ever left them on accidentally before, in all these years.  Well, after parked yesterday, someone whipped in the parking lot and almost clipped me, so I was totally busy swearing at them when I was killing the engine and rolling down the windows. 

And I was juuuuuust distracted enough to leave my damned lights on.  I sat in the car and read for like 30 mins.  It was time to go back in, and just starting to rain, so I turned the key to roll the windows up and... yep, dead as hell.  Not a surprise.  I've been needing to replace my battery for a while, I was just wanting to make it 1000 more miles so I could do it when I got my normal maintenance done anyhow.  Can't buy a battery for my car at like Walmart or anything, cause it's a fruity size, and regular ol' places don't carry it.  Has to be obtained from the dealership.

As I sat there, fuming about the situation, a bird totally tried to shit on me, guys.  It was insane.  I head a noise and looked over, and the little bastard had somehow managed to shit right INSIDE my car!  Luckily I had a napkin so I wiped it off before it got on me.  I swore at him some too.

I channeled some of the ambient electricity from the air / pending storm, and pulled some out of the battery in the car next to me using mystical powers, and got just enough in there to get the windows back up, so it didn't get rained in at least.

Eventually got my family to stop by the dealership and pick me up a new battery and bring it over to the work parking lot and put it in, so I'm good.  Got away from work kinda late, but that's to be expected with a mess like that.

Got home finally, felt icky from standing in the rain & stuff and had a shower.  Had dinner (yay tacos!) with friends, then went back home and watched a movie which I really enjoyed.  It's on netflix, as well as instant netflix.

It's called Ink and I seriously can not recommend this movie highly enough.  It's a true and truly independent film, which is a rare thing these days.  Usually there's some big studio lurking behind a smaller studio name, so they don't 'take risks' or 'tarnish their name' (funny, for blood-drinking slime-mongers to have such concerns, IMO).  But this one is actually full on independent, which is nice to see.

I can't and won't say a whole lot about it, because it's one of those things that could be very easily spoiled.  But if you like sci-fi movies or have much of any taste or brains (hahaha) you might give it a try.  Probably not for everyone, and even the parts that I found predictable, I still thoroughly enjoyed the execution and pacing of the story. 

But umm... yeah.
and err...
also...
hmm...

Well, I guess...
Like...

Things are pretty swell :D

I'll avoid spamming you or being cheesy, and take my leave now.


<3 <3 <3
Three scoops of aorta!

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Yesterday started out as a really long day.  Was fine in the morning, but it was dragging.

At lunch time I moved my car, and I was reading my book.  I always have my headlights on when I drive, and I've never ever left them on accidentally before, in all these years.  Well, after parked yesterday, someone whipped in the parking lot and almost clipped me, so I was totally busy swearing at them when I was killing the engine and rolling down the windows. 

And I was juuuuuust distracted enough to leave my damned lights on.  I sat in the car and read for like 30 mins.  It was time to go back in, and just starting to rain, so I turned the key to roll the windows up and... yep, dead as hell.  Not a surprise.  I've been needing to replace my battery for a while, I was just wanting to make it 1000 more miles so I could do it when I got my normal maintenance done anyhow.  Can't buy a battery for my car at like Walmart or anything, cause it's a fruity size, and regular ol' places don't carry it.  Has to be obtained from the dealership.

As I sat there, fuming about the situation, a bird totally tried to shit on me, guys.  It was insane.  I head a noise and looked over, and the little bastard had somehow managed to shit right INSIDE my car!  Luckily I had a napkin so I wiped it off before it got on me.  I swore at him some too.

I channeled some of the ambient electricity from the air / pending storm, and pulled some out of the battery in the car next to me using mystical powers, and got just enough in there to get the windows back up, so it didn't get rained in at least.

Eventually got my family to stop by the dealership and pick me up a new battery and bring it over to the work parking lot and put it in, so I'm good.  Got away from work kinda late, but that's to be expected with a mess like that.

Got home finally, felt icky from standing in the rain & stuff and had a shower.  Had dinner (yay tacos!) with friends, then went back home and watched a movie which I really enjoyed.  It's on netflix, as well as instant netflix.

It's called Ink and I seriously can not recommend this movie highly enough.  It's a true and truly independent film, which is a rare thing these days.  Usually there's some big studio lurking behind a smaller studio name, so they don't 'take risks' or 'tarnish their name' (funny, for blood-drinking slime-mongers to have such concerns, IMO).  But this one is actually full on independent, which is nice to see.

I can't and won't say a whole lot about it, because it's one of those things that could be very easily spoiled.  But if you like sci-fi movies or have much of any taste or brains (hahaha) you might give it a try.  Probably not for everyone, and even the parts that I found predictable, I still thoroughly enjoyed the execution and pacing of the story. 

But umm... yeah.
and err...
also...
hmm...

Well, I guess...
Like...

Things are pretty swell :D

I'll avoid spamming you or being cheesy, and take my leave now.


<3 <3 <3
Three scoops of aorta!

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Bad dreams last night.  My idea of nightmares, really.  Give me monsters, aliens, skeletons, killers and blood any night and I'm fine.  Always glad to wade through the poxyclipse or to meet Death face to face (there's a good kitty!).  But give me dreams about lies, faithlessness, spite, deceit and trustworthiness, and I'm a mess. 

Woke up a few times last night.  Now I'm exhausted and my back is all sore.  My neck is stiff and I feel like I want a nap more than anything in the world.  I dreamed that there was some sort of drafting centre or animation studio in the area where I park.  I also drove a giant stupid SUV of some type.  You were there, and you kept saying all of these terrible and hurtful things to me, deliberately grinding the wound with more malice than I think you could possibly have in real life.  Or maybe it wasn't malice at all.  Maybe it was some sort of alien lack of understanding.  Either way, shitty dream, for real.
___

I will encourage everyone to skip seeing "Ghost Writer".  It has to be a contender for Worst Movie Of All Time.  It was so bad and poorly paced that it was even difficult to properly mock it.  And that's saying a lot.
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I keep sitting here trying to write something else, but my whole mind stays sort of that hazy blank that you get when you're way too tired to think straight. 

So maybe later, or... something.


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Bad dreams last night.  My idea of nightmares, really.  Give me monsters, aliens, skeletons, killers and blood any night and I'm fine.  Always glad to wade through the poxyclipse or to meet Death face to face (there's a good kitty!).  But give me dreams about lies, faithlessness, spite, deceit and trustworthiness, and I'm a mess. 

Woke up a few times last night.  Now I'm exhausted and my back is all sore.  My neck is stiff and I feel like I want a nap more than anything in the world.  I dreamed that there was some sort of drafting centre or animation studio in the area where I park.  I also drove a giant stupid SUV of some type.  You were there, and you kept saying all of these terrible and hurtful things to me, deliberately grinding the wound with more malice than I think you could possibly have in real life.  Or maybe it wasn't malice at all.  Maybe it was some sort of alien lack of understanding.  Either way, shitty dream, for real.
___

I will encourage everyone to skip seeing "Ghost Writer".  It has to be a contender for Worst Movie Of All Time.  It was so bad and poorly paced that it was even difficult to properly mock it.  And that's saying a lot.
___

I keep sitting here trying to write something else, but my whole mind stays sort of that hazy blank that you get when you're way too tired to think straight. 

So maybe later, or... something.


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So, let me try to remember enough about my life to post something here.

Ended up having a more eventful than usual time last week.
Found out that friends were coming in to town for SXSW and didn't have a place to stay on Wednesday and Thursday nights (hotel didn't kick in till Friday).  I borrowed my mom's air mattress and put them up for a couple of nights.

We went and say Alice @ Alamo on Thursday.

My 2 line review, no spoilers:

What's the difference between YOU and Tim Burton?
Tim Burton's Fan Fiction has a 200 Million dollar budget.

Friday, I dropped my guests off at their hotel after we enjoyed the stunningly awesome SXSW traffic.
___

Saturday, I went and saw The Crazies (@ Alamo again) with family.
It was alright. For a re-make and all.  Had a much larger budget than I expected.
___

Sunday was funny looks and stares from the Leanderthals.  I can't tell you how much I just love going shopping up there (sarcasm, in case you're not getting that).

Then there was all the life & death decisions and Will Saves to go with them.  Note to self, L2Roll Higher Than A Five, Kthnx
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Funny presentation, serious facts: http://www.cracked.com/article_18377_5-reasons-you-should-be-scared-apple.html
___

Trying to get family etc assembled for http://www.sherwoodforestfaire.com/ on Saturday the 20th.
Lemme know if you want in.
___

I guess that's about it for now.  I'm looking forward to getting home from work, doing some laundry, and perhaps a blissful bit of nothing for a spell.  Of course, I'll probably thwart myself by being incapable of not working on like 4 other things at once :P


Oh, and for anyone who hasn't seen it yet, Black Dynamite is pure genius!  Best movie I've seen in a while.


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So, let me try to remember enough about my life to post something here.

Ended up having a more eventful than usual time last week.
Found out that friends were coming in to town for SXSW and didn't have a place to stay on Wednesday and Thursday nights (hotel didn't kick in till Friday).  I borrowed my mom's air mattress and put them up for a couple of nights.

We went and say Alice @ Alamo on Thursday.

My 2 line review, no spoilers:

What's the difference between YOU and Tim Burton?
Tim Burton's Fan Fiction has a 200 Million dollar budget.

Friday, I dropped my guests off at their hotel after we enjoyed the stunningly awesome SXSW traffic.
___

Saturday, I went and saw The Crazies (@ Alamo again) with family.
It was alright. For a re-make and all.  Had a much larger budget than I expected.
___

Sunday was funny looks and stares from the Leanderthals.  I can't tell you how much I just love going shopping up there (sarcasm, in case you're not getting that).

Then there was all the life & death decisions and Will Saves to go with them.  Note to self, L2Roll Higher Than A Five, Kthnx
___

Funny presentation, serious facts: http://www.cracked.com/article_18377_5-reasons-you-should-be-scared-apple.html
___

Trying to get family etc assembled for http://www.sherwoodforestfaire.com/ on Saturday the 20th.
Lemme know if you want in.
___

I guess that's about it for now.  I'm looking forward to getting home from work, doing some laundry, and perhaps a blissful bit of nothing for a spell.  Of course, I'll probably thwart myself by being incapable of not working on like 4 other things at once :P


Oh, and for anyone who hasn't seen it yet, Black Dynamite is pure genius!  Best movie I've seen in a while.


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First off, THERE WILL BE NO SPOILERS
'cause y'all know I hate that shit.

Got hands on FFXIII as of last Monday night.  Hoping to get fairly deep into it before it hits retail next Tuesday (the 9th).  I'll be giving those of you who care some little mini-opinions as I go.

Let me preface all of this by saying that I FF6 is one of my favourite games ever, but FF7 and FF8 were SO FUCKING TERRIBLE that between the two of them I lost the heart to attempt any title since 8.  So although I own 9, I've never played it, and I do not even own copies of any since then.  So although long ago I was a fan of the series, these days, I am not so much, considering that the last one I truly enjoyed was released 16 years ago (and yes, I played it back when it was still new :P )

Graphics:
The cinematics are top notch, but not particularly any step ahead of other newer titles (see Bayonetta for instance). 
The in-game graphics are not quite as good as I was expecting actually.  Usually the one thing you can say for FF titles above all else is that they tend to be way ahead of their time graphically, and this is good and all, it's as good as the other newer titles (see above again) but not any better.

Music:
I'm totally digging the music.  It has a lot of violins that I'm noticing, which is good.  Less electronic beepityboops, and thankfully I am yet to hear the old tired 'you won the fight' music.  That shit was cute for the first 12 to 14 years, but seriously, get a new song :P

Camera:
Not wild about the camera.  It makes things look good, but it can be hard to actually see around your character sometimes.  I'm not really sure that this will be important though, as covered in the next part.

HUD / Menus:
There's a map.  And a mini map.  And it's like a fairly pedantic GPS system of 'go exactly here'.  I can not imagine anyone getting lost in this game (so far at least).  The navigational menus are simple, and it alerts you whenever anything changes (such as getting an item or something) with a little ! on the menu section.  This can be annoying because it seriously tells you EVERY time you even pick even a single potion to add to your stack of 50 other potions.  There may be an option to turn this feature off though, I have not checked.

Controls:
The controls are very straight forward so far, much like the interface.  This could be effectively played by someone with brain damage and impaired motor skills who had never played a game before.  No complex schemes (so far at least, I will update more as I delve deeper) here.

Areas:
Also VERY straight forward so far.  It's all been completely linear to the point of walking in an almost straight line from point A to point B.  I'm hoping to see this change some as the game / story advances.

Skill Level:
Well, so far, the battles could totally be won by a monkey.  Or even one of those drinking bird toys that just tapped the 'A button' every so often.  It practically plays itself and up to this point, it seems like the fights and walking from point A to point B are merely thrown in to remind you that it's a game and not a movie.  HOWEVER, I am assuming this is going to change as things advance.  If it doesn't, then ... well, I don't know what.

Design:
Again, we have character design by one of my favourite artists, Yoshitaka Amano.  However, AGAIN, in sad form, they aren't (so far) featuring any of his actual art anywhere in the game.  I would really have loved to see some splash screens with his work on maybe like loading screens or the 'save game' screen or something.  The character design is good, and nice to look at, even if the game could have been called "FFXIII : Rage of the Emo Haircuts".  That was my second choice of alt titles though, because after watching the 'before you push start' cinematic, I was thinking it should be called "FFXIII : Dinosaurs and Lip Gloss".  Everyone is very glam and floofy, but so far there's only one dude who is just "outrageously gay" in appearance.  But he's pretty cool looking. 

Characters:
Speaking of the characters... I was figuring on not liking at least one (if not 2) of the lead characters, just based on the designs, and assumptions about their 'personalities'.  Ended up being nicely surprised.  Out of the 7 or so characters I've played thus far (and / or had in my group, yanno?) only ONE of them wins the SSWDB award.  That would be the SquareSoft Whiny DoucheBag award for those of you who aren't in the loop.  It's a small statue of Cloud and Squall rubbing weiners.  I'm hoping he'll suck it up and be alright before too long, but only wanting to slap ONE of the characters ain't too bad for a post FF6 game!

Story:
First off, we have to differentiate here, we must know the difference between World Crafting, which is the building of the world / 'reality' that the game takes place in, and Storyline, which is the specific tale / adventure taking place within that world / reality / setting.  We good on that?  OK!
The worldbuilding for this game is EXCELLENT.  The environments, technology, people, creatures and history all seem really interesting so far.  A nice high tech fantasy setting that I can totally get behind.
HOWEVER, the actual story line? OUCH.  Done to DEATH!  Done, done, overdone, and even done repeatedly in other FF titles! I am very much hoping that this is the setup to smooth us over into something more original and possibly drastic, because 'rebels vs corrupt government' is just SO not doing it anymore.  Granted I'm not terribly far into it, and I am keeping an open mind, so hopefully I will have better news to report on this front sometime soon.


So yeah, plodding along at it, we'll see where it goes.
<3
Cutting this off now, because Review Blog is Review Blog, and no sense scaring people off with my real blogs ;)

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poisonedgrace: (Default)
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First off, THERE WILL BE NO SPOILERS
'cause y'all know I hate that shit.

Got hands on FFXIII as of last Monday night.  Hoping to get fairly deep into it before it hits retail next Tuesday (the 9th).  I'll be giving those of you who care some little mini-opinions as I go.

Let me preface all of this by saying that I FF6 is one of my favourite games ever, but FF7 and FF8 were SO FUCKING TERRIBLE that between the two of them I lost the heart to attempt any title since 8.  So although I own 9, I've never played it, and I do not even own copies of any since then.  So although long ago I was a fan of the series, these days, I am not so much, considering that the last one I truly enjoyed was released 16 years ago (and yes, I played it back when it was still new :P )

Graphics:
The cinematics are top notch, but not particularly any step ahead of other newer titles (see Bayonetta for instance). 
The in-game graphics are not quite as good as I was expecting actually.  Usually the one thing you can say for FF titles above all else is that they tend to be way ahead of their time graphically, and this is good and all, it's as good as the other newer titles (see above again) but not any better.

Music:
I'm totally digging the music.  It has a lot of violins that I'm noticing, which is good.  Less electronic beepityboops, and thankfully I am yet to hear the old tired 'you won the fight' music.  That shit was cute for the first 12 to 14 years, but seriously, get a new song :P

Camera:
Not wild about the camera.  It makes things look good, but it can be hard to actually see around your character sometimes.  I'm not really sure that this will be important though, as covered in the next part.

HUD / Menus:
There's a map.  And a mini map.  And it's like a fairly pedantic GPS system of 'go exactly here'.  I can not imagine anyone getting lost in this game (so far at least).  The navigational menus are simple, and it alerts you whenever anything changes (such as getting an item or something) with a little ! on the menu section.  This can be annoying because it seriously tells you EVERY time you even pick even a single potion to add to your stack of 50 other potions.  There may be an option to turn this feature off though, I have not checked.

Controls:
The controls are very straight forward so far, much like the interface.  This could be effectively played by someone with brain damage and impaired motor skills who had never played a game before.  No complex schemes (so far at least, I will update more as I delve deeper) here.

Areas:
Also VERY straight forward so far.  It's all been completely linear to the point of walking in an almost straight line from point A to point B.  I'm hoping to see this change some as the game / story advances.

Skill Level:
Well, so far, the battles could totally be won by a monkey.  Or even one of those drinking bird toys that just tapped the 'A button' every so often.  It practically plays itself and up to this point, it seems like the fights and walking from point A to point B are merely thrown in to remind you that it's a game and not a movie.  HOWEVER, I am assuming this is going to change as things advance.  If it doesn't, then ... well, I don't know what.

Design:
Again, we have character design by one of my favourite artists, Yoshitaka Amano.  However, AGAIN, in sad form, they aren't (so far) featuring any of his actual art anywhere in the game.  I would really have loved to see some splash screens with his work on maybe like loading screens or the 'save game' screen or something.  The character design is good, and nice to look at, even if the game could have been called "FFXIII : Rage of the Emo Haircuts".  That was my second choice of alt titles though, because after watching the 'before you push start' cinematic, I was thinking it should be called "FFXIII : Dinosaurs and Lip Gloss".  Everyone is very glam and floofy, but so far there's only one dude who is just "outrageously gay" in appearance.  But he's pretty cool looking. 

Characters:
Speaking of the characters... I was figuring on not liking at least one (if not 2) of the lead characters, just based on the designs, and assumptions about their 'personalities'.  Ended up being nicely surprised.  Out of the 7 or so characters I've played thus far (and / or had in my group, yanno?) only ONE of them wins the SSWDB award.  That would be the SquareSoft Whiny DoucheBag award for those of you who aren't in the loop.  It's a small statue of Cloud and Squall rubbing weiners.  I'm hoping he'll suck it up and be alright before too long, but only wanting to slap ONE of the characters ain't too bad for a post FF6 game!

Story:
First off, we have to differentiate here, we must know the difference between World Crafting, which is the building of the world / 'reality' that the game takes place in, and Storyline, which is the specific tale / adventure taking place within that world / reality / setting.  We good on that?  OK!
The worldbuilding for this game is EXCELLENT.  The environments, technology, people, creatures and history all seem really interesting so far.  A nice high tech fantasy setting that I can totally get behind.
HOWEVER, the actual story line? OUCH.  Done to DEATH!  Done, done, overdone, and even done repeatedly in other FF titles! I am very much hoping that this is the setup to smooth us over into something more original and possibly drastic, because 'rebels vs corrupt government' is just SO not doing it anymore.  Granted I'm not terribly far into it, and I am keeping an open mind, so hopefully I will have better news to report on this front sometime soon.


So yeah, plodding along at it, we'll see where it goes.
<3
Cutting this off now, because Review Blog is Review Blog, and no sense scaring people off with my real blogs ;)

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poisonedgrace: (alone)
In a weird sort of mood this morning. Undefinable. But I have a weird stabbing pain in my head, and maybe it's making me crazy enough to do this:

So I'm offering you Maps & Legends

Hey, I'll even answer questions. Maybe there's something to be said for it.

A Quick guide (if I forgot anything, ask & I'll add it)

Text appearing in (this shade of) Blue typically denotes a dream. Or a Dream (yes there's a difference. If you don't know the difference, that's something I can answer I suppose, but I don't want to bore both of you all if it's old obvious news.).

Text in this shade of Grey is typically used for quotation. Often times it'll be lyrics or literature. Things Written By Others. These things are always also in Italics, thus the look of this line.

Sometimes text is colour coded towards a specific audience. This Purple used to be you & I think you were once this one. Once this nauseating shade of Pink was you (maybe because I really don't like that colour at ALL.) You were once Red, but now you're Dead & Red can be any number of things but we'll talk about that later. I think another shade of pink stood for you a few times. You once had a light blue. I have been coloured green (Green is the colour of my God) more often than not, as it's the default colour of most of my web sites. But none of these are set in stone, as they're usually more about a reflection of a certain nuance of interaction or or just to make something stand out. The whole world is RAINBOWs, so these change often and randomly.

Bold, Underline, Strike Through, and Italics can be just for tonal emphasis, although "Italics with quotes" or colour is always a quotation.

The hidden text: FYI, yes it always spells out something. Yes, it always means something. The colours are generally selected simply for aesthetics, but rarely they may refelct mood or target. Sometimes if it's more than one separate message sharing space, then different colours may just denote different message strings, and I might just start to run out of easy to detect colours. I tend to like to use red because it's a good contrasting colour. I also like that Halloween Orange colour. Those are definitely easy to see.

Sometimes things are hidden in font size or shape as well. Sometimes things are hidden black on black or white on white fonts, so that you can only find it by highlighting the correct area. Those ones are hidden from you the best, but also the most rare and very few people have ever found them. But sometimes that's what it's about.

I am sure that there are a million other confusions, questions, & points of clarification that I could address, but I don't have any more coming to mind right off my head, because... well this IS all my head, so I can't really know what you know & what you don't...

So, ask away. If I stay in this mood, I'll be willing to answer 99% of your questions as straight forwardly as possible, but I reserve the right to not answer some things anyhow LOL ;)
poisonedgrace: (alone)
In a weird sort of mood this morning. Undefinable. But I have a weird stabbing pain in my head, and maybe it's making me crazy enough to do this:

So I'm offering you Maps & Legends

Hey, I'll even answer questions. Maybe there's something to be said for it.

A Quick guide (if I forgot anything, ask & I'll add it)

Text appearing in (this shade of) Blue typically denotes a dream. Or a Dream (yes there's a difference. If you don't know the difference, that's something I can answer I suppose, but I don't want to bore both of you all if it's old obvious news.).

Text in this shade of Grey is typically used for quotation. Often times it'll be lyrics or literature. Things Written By Others. These things are always also in Italics, thus the look of this line.

Sometimes text is colour coded towards a specific audience. This Purple used to be you & I think you were once this one. Once this nauseating shade of Pink was you (maybe because I really don't like that colour at ALL.) You were once Red, but now you're Dead & Red can be any number of things but we'll talk about that later. I think another shade of pink stood for you a few times. You once had a light blue. I have been coloured green (Green is the colour of my God) more often than not, as it's the default colour of most of my web sites. But none of these are set in stone, as they're usually more about a reflection of a certain nuance of interaction or or just to make something stand out. The whole world is RAINBOWs, so these change often and randomly.

Bold, Underline, Strike Through, and Italics can be just for tonal emphasis, although "Italics with quotes" or colour is always a quotation.

The hidden text: FYI, yes it always spells out something. Yes, it always means something. The colours are generally selected simply for aesthetics, but rarely they may refelct mood or target. Sometimes if it's more than one separate message sharing space, then different colours may just denote different message strings, and I might just start to run out of easy to detect colours. I tend to like to use red because it's a good contrasting colour. I also like that Halloween Orange colour. Those are definitely easy to see.

Sometimes things are hidden in font size or shape as well. Sometimes things are hidden black on black or white on white fonts, so that you can only find it by highlighting the correct area. Those ones are hidden from you the best, but also the most rare and very few people have ever found them. But sometimes that's what it's about.

I am sure that there are a million other confusions, questions, & points of clarification that I could address, but I don't have any more coming to mind right off my head, because... well this IS all my head, so I can't really know what you know & what you don't...

So, ask away. If I stay in this mood, I'll be willing to answer 99% of your questions as straight forwardly as possible, but I reserve the right to not answer some things anyhow LOL ;)
poisonedgrace: (Default)
On the other side of the wall.
Everything has changed.
Nothing has changed.

I'll strain my memory, just for you, my little dumplings.

Most of the first weekend was art. Painting mostly, but there was also some sewing and crafting.
Got a DVD copy of the zombie movie I was in recently.
:D :D :D

Sunday, I went to see AFI. I decided to give my extra ticket to my friend Andrew (he's the guy who wrote & directed the above mentioned zombie movie, as well as the 'monster in the closet' bumper I posted a while back). He's a good guy, and he likes AFI, so that worked out well.
___

When I decided to give him the ticket, a plan started formulating in my mind for the next day.

The next day, Monday was the Emilie Autumn show. I still had no luck with my extra ticket. I might as well be a 5 eyed mutant around here I guess.

After taxes and fees, that VIP ticket cost over $70.00. Now granted, it does come with a hardbound book (which comes later, via mail). I think it's a great price for what all you get, and I would gladly pay it again, any time. But again, that even with such delicious 'bait' I still couldn't get anyone to go with me.

Sooooo...... I decided "Fuck them if they don't know what's good" and I accepted my vague plan as a course of action.

My room mate also had her own ticket, so at least I didn't have to drive down there and wait around all alone, that would have been even more creepy. We went early. Had to be there 'before 7:45pm' for the VIP event, but I wanted to be there even earlier for my awesome plan.

We got there like WAY early. Walked around a bit, looking for other people whom it looked might be there for the show.

My plan was, to find a complete stranger, who was unable to get a VIP ticket (they only sold 25 of them) and just bring them in to the event on my extra ticket. Was hoping to find someone who seemed cool, but wasn't (too terribly) creepy.

We only saw one girl walking around who looked like she was there for the same thing. She had a cool dress. That's how we knew she was there for the show :D

Well, I didn't approach her. I discouvered that as bold as I was in my mind when planning this out, I was still ME and thus 'stupidly shy' when it came down to 'the moment'. It was really early anyhow, so we decided to sit in the car and wait for a bit, since we got parking right near the venue (amazing how great parking is if you get there way early :P

As we were sitting in the car, I said that I should have asked that Girl With The Good Dress if she had a VIP ticket, but it was so early, and I felt like a creep. We made fun of me a bit for being a big wiener.

Then we saw the Girl With The Good Dress walking down the street towards us. I said I should ask her now, like out the car window, cause THAT would be even creepier! My room mate said that I should wait, because it would be too creepy and the police would come and punch my head. I agreed with this logic. After about 10 or 15 more minutes, we went back up near the venue and waited more. A few people sort of gathered around here and there, but no one who looked really approachable, or that I had a specific feeling about one way or another. I tend to go with instinct and gut feelings on this sort of thing.

After a bit, we saw Girl With The Good Dress coming back, and I decided that maybe I would see if she had a VIP ticket. I stood there trying to convince myself that I was bold enough to do it, and that I wouldn't seem like some weird molester.

As I stood there working on the 'talk to a random stranger' equation, Girl With The Good Dress walked right up to us and announced that she would hang out with us, because she saw us before, and standing with others made it easier to avoid being harassed by bums downtown (very true).

She was very friendly and nice. Her name was Haemy. We talked for a few minutes, and I asked if she had a VIP ticket, and she did.
So, that plan was out, but we had a new friend for the show, which was awesome.

I got to looking around fairly intently now because there was about 20 minutes before we needed to be assembled for the VIP event.

Most of the people were hanging around in groups.
I didn't put them really high on the list, because if two or three people were together and had regular tickets, I didn't want any drama at inviting one (and only one) of them to the VIP. I was also discounting anyone who didn't clearly look over 18, because I didn't wan't to end up somehow being 'responsible' for anything stupid.

At this point I noticed a guy standing all alone, but all the way across the street, sort of lurking in the shadows. He had glasses, was wearing a suit and tie, skeleton gloves and clutching a violin case as though it would stop him from drowning. I figured he was there for the show, but something seemed.... weird. It triggered a memory about a guy who had posted in the forums about the Austin show. He had asked if it would be possible to get his violin signed if he brought it, and asked about the venue.

I had replied to the post, giving some info about parking in the area, and saying that in all likelyhood, that the only signing would be at the VIP event. I remembered the whole thing, because he had replied to my reply saying that he would be taking the bus, so parking didn't matter.

Even his forum posts had seemed a little weird somehow.

After another 10 minutes or so, I still didn't see anyone I felt like asking, and Violin Guy had made it across the street by now. He was sort of hiding on the other side of a street light from everyone else. I figured "Hell, this is the only guy here even more awkward than me, so why not?" I went over and said hello. He looked sort of terrified. I asked him if he rode the bus to the venue. He looked alarmed and suspicious. I then realized why he seemed so odd, both on the forums, and in person. He clearly didn't speak a whole lot of English. So I did the American Trick of Talking Loud And Slow (ala Gordon Cole <3). I said that I had seen his post on the forums, and that I was the one who had replied to him.

He relaxed a lot and said he remembered.
I asked him where he had come in from.

Get this, guys...
He rode the bus in all the way from MEXICO.
He came all alone. A 5 hour bus ride into a foreign country, and took a cab from the bus station to the venue.
He did not even have a ticket. Not even a regular one!

He was just hoping that he would be able to buy one at the gate.
Can you imagine the stones that took?
Five hours on the bus, all alone, in another country, barely speaking the language, on a CHANCE to get in and see the show?

His name was Manuel.

I knew than, that fate was at hand, and that everything DOES happen for a reason, and that Today was the Luckiest Day of Manuel's young life.

I said "OK, you're coming with me. We're going into the VIP, and you get to meet Emilie."
He was excited, but he wasn't sure if he should believe me or not.
Who can blame him?
I would be suspicious too.

But damn, if I wasn't excited to have found him. He was completely perfect for it.

So, moving the story along. We went in, our whole new group of friends, me, Masani (my room mate), Haemy & Manuel. He finally believed it when we got inside haha :D

Emilie came out, I went up to talk to her first out of our group & I made sure Manuel was next in line behind me.
She remembered me from the Dallas show, which of course sent my heart aflutter. Said she still loves my hair, and poked around in it some, which I sure didn't mind. I leaned in close and told her the story of Manuel, and how he came to be here & let her know that he was very excited & didn't speak great English. She was really glad that I found him and got him in. All glowy smiles and happy. :D :D

When Manuel went up, she gave him a little extra time and signed his violin for him. He was all nervous and shaking. It was adorable.

The line went through a second time for pictures. Emilie got to play with my hair more, and said we could hold our picture pose all night. I said I sure wouldn't mind & she said she wouldn't either. Rawr!

Manuel didn't have a camera, so we made sure to get pictures for him so he could get them via email.

After the rest of the VIP event, which went on for nearly an hour, they processed our tickets. There was some confusion over Manuel's ID card. I guess the door guys had never seen one and couldn't verify it to their satisfaction, so they stamped him under 21 (he is 23, FYI) just to be safe. Which is no problem, because he wasn't planning to drink anyhow. However, the venue has no re-entry for minors, so he couldn't leave and come back at all.

So, Masani stayed in with Manuel, and Haemy & I went to our respective cars together to drop off our swag and merch. Then we ran over to Casino el Camino and got food. Haemy ordered a giant cheeseburger for Manuel, and we took it back to him. Man, he truly had an amazingly lucky run of it! We were concerned that he might get the idea that Americans are nice to people from other countries haha.

I had gotten food for Masani because I wasn't sure if she was hungry, and I believe in 'better safe than hungry'. She wasn't hungry. We had an extra giant cheeseburger, but a couple of Haemy's friends showed up and split it, so people gor fed all over! We ate our food like starving wolves, and the show started just after the last bite.

As expected, not nearly enough people showed up for my liking, but I think everyone had a great time. The stage was too small for all the sets and props, but they had a modified version going on & it was still awesome.

Made for a small & intimate show. We waited around for a bit after, because I was reeeeeally hopping that Maggots would come out, but the venue was being cranky about loitering & we took off. Manuel left first because he wanted to get a cab and head to the bus place. What a trooper. I totally admire his sense of adventure.

We walked Haemy to her car (Bum Defense Force!) and then headed home. It was an awesome night, and one that I don't think any of us will ever forget.
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After that, my week was mostly art art art.

I got a lot of things done, and of course the more I do the more ideas I get and it's all a big whirling swirl, and somewhere in there, there was dinner at my moms house with friends & family. Many late nights. Small defeats far outweighed by small triumphs & joys.

You make your own life & reality.

If you decide to make it Revisionist Misery and blame everyone else for your own issues, then it's what you deserve.

I choose more than that. I choose to make my world beautiful and grand, even if no one but me ever gets to experience it.

And last but not least:
I'm back :)
Maybe you noticed :P
poisonedgrace: (Default)
On the other side of the wall.
Everything has changed.
Nothing has changed.

I'll strain my memory, just for you, my little dumplings.

Most of the first weekend was art. Painting mostly, but there was also some sewing and crafting.
Got a DVD copy of the zombie movie I was in recently.
:D :D :D

Sunday, I went to see AFI. I decided to give my extra ticket to my friend Andrew (he's the guy who wrote & directed the above mentioned zombie movie, as well as the 'monster in the closet' bumper I posted a while back). He's a good guy, and he likes AFI, so that worked out well.
___

When I decided to give him the ticket, a plan started formulating in my mind for the next day.

The next day, Monday was the Emilie Autumn show. I still had no luck with my extra ticket. I might as well be a 5 eyed mutant around here I guess.

After taxes and fees, that VIP ticket cost over $70.00. Now granted, it does come with a hardbound book (which comes later, via mail). I think it's a great price for what all you get, and I would gladly pay it again, any time. But again, that even with such delicious 'bait' I still couldn't get anyone to go with me.

Sooooo...... I decided "Fuck them if they don't know what's good" and I accepted my vague plan as a course of action.

My room mate also had her own ticket, so at least I didn't have to drive down there and wait around all alone, that would have been even more creepy. We went early. Had to be there 'before 7:45pm' for the VIP event, but I wanted to be there even earlier for my awesome plan.

We got there like WAY early. Walked around a bit, looking for other people whom it looked might be there for the show.

My plan was, to find a complete stranger, who was unable to get a VIP ticket (they only sold 25 of them) and just bring them in to the event on my extra ticket. Was hoping to find someone who seemed cool, but wasn't (too terribly) creepy.

We only saw one girl walking around who looked like she was there for the same thing. She had a cool dress. That's how we knew she was there for the show :D

Well, I didn't approach her. I discouvered that as bold as I was in my mind when planning this out, I was still ME and thus 'stupidly shy' when it came down to 'the moment'. It was really early anyhow, so we decided to sit in the car and wait for a bit, since we got parking right near the venue (amazing how great parking is if you get there way early :P

As we were sitting in the car, I said that I should have asked that Girl With The Good Dress if she had a VIP ticket, but it was so early, and I felt like a creep. We made fun of me a bit for being a big wiener.

Then we saw the Girl With The Good Dress walking down the street towards us. I said I should ask her now, like out the car window, cause THAT would be even creepier! My room mate said that I should wait, because it would be too creepy and the police would come and punch my head. I agreed with this logic. After about 10 or 15 more minutes, we went back up near the venue and waited more. A few people sort of gathered around here and there, but no one who looked really approachable, or that I had a specific feeling about one way or another. I tend to go with instinct and gut feelings on this sort of thing.

After a bit, we saw Girl With The Good Dress coming back, and I decided that maybe I would see if she had a VIP ticket. I stood there trying to convince myself that I was bold enough to do it, and that I wouldn't seem like some weird molester.

As I stood there working on the 'talk to a random stranger' equation, Girl With The Good Dress walked right up to us and announced that she would hang out with us, because she saw us before, and standing with others made it easier to avoid being harassed by bums downtown (very true).

She was very friendly and nice. Her name was Haemy. We talked for a few minutes, and I asked if she had a VIP ticket, and she did.
So, that plan was out, but we had a new friend for the show, which was awesome.

I got to looking around fairly intently now because there was about 20 minutes before we needed to be assembled for the VIP event.

Most of the people were hanging around in groups.
I didn't put them really high on the list, because if two or three people were together and had regular tickets, I didn't want any drama at inviting one (and only one) of them to the VIP. I was also discounting anyone who didn't clearly look over 18, because I didn't wan't to end up somehow being 'responsible' for anything stupid.

At this point I noticed a guy standing all alone, but all the way across the street, sort of lurking in the shadows. He had glasses, was wearing a suit and tie, skeleton gloves and clutching a violin case as though it would stop him from drowning. I figured he was there for the show, but something seemed.... weird. It triggered a memory about a guy who had posted in the forums about the Austin show. He had asked if it would be possible to get his violin signed if he brought it, and asked about the venue.

I had replied to the post, giving some info about parking in the area, and saying that in all likelyhood, that the only signing would be at the VIP event. I remembered the whole thing, because he had replied to my reply saying that he would be taking the bus, so parking didn't matter.

Even his forum posts had seemed a little weird somehow.

After another 10 minutes or so, I still didn't see anyone I felt like asking, and Violin Guy had made it across the street by now. He was sort of hiding on the other side of a street light from everyone else. I figured "Hell, this is the only guy here even more awkward than me, so why not?" I went over and said hello. He looked sort of terrified. I asked him if he rode the bus to the venue. He looked alarmed and suspicious. I then realized why he seemed so odd, both on the forums, and in person. He clearly didn't speak a whole lot of English. So I did the American Trick of Talking Loud And Slow (ala Gordon Cole <3). I said that I had seen his post on the forums, and that I was the one who had replied to him.

He relaxed a lot and said he remembered.
I asked him where he had come in from.

Get this, guys...
He rode the bus in all the way from MEXICO.
He came all alone. A 5 hour bus ride into a foreign country, and took a cab from the bus station to the venue.
He did not even have a ticket. Not even a regular one!

He was just hoping that he would be able to buy one at the gate.
Can you imagine the stones that took?
Five hours on the bus, all alone, in another country, barely speaking the language, on a CHANCE to get in and see the show?

His name was Manuel.

I knew than, that fate was at hand, and that everything DOES happen for a reason, and that Today was the Luckiest Day of Manuel's young life.

I said "OK, you're coming with me. We're going into the VIP, and you get to meet Emilie."
He was excited, but he wasn't sure if he should believe me or not.
Who can blame him?
I would be suspicious too.

But damn, if I wasn't excited to have found him. He was completely perfect for it.

So, moving the story along. We went in, our whole new group of friends, me, Masani (my room mate), Haemy & Manuel. He finally believed it when we got inside haha :D

Emilie came out, I went up to talk to her first out of our group & I made sure Manuel was next in line behind me.
She remembered me from the Dallas show, which of course sent my heart aflutter. Said she still loves my hair, and poked around in it some, which I sure didn't mind. I leaned in close and told her the story of Manuel, and how he came to be here & let her know that he was very excited & didn't speak great English. She was really glad that I found him and got him in. All glowy smiles and happy. :D :D

When Manuel went up, she gave him a little extra time and signed his violin for him. He was all nervous and shaking. It was adorable.

The line went through a second time for pictures. Emilie got to play with my hair more, and said we could hold our picture pose all night. I said I sure wouldn't mind & she said she wouldn't either. Rawr!

Manuel didn't have a camera, so we made sure to get pictures for him so he could get them via email.

After the rest of the VIP event, which went on for nearly an hour, they processed our tickets. There was some confusion over Manuel's ID card. I guess the door guys had never seen one and couldn't verify it to their satisfaction, so they stamped him under 21 (he is 23, FYI) just to be safe. Which is no problem, because he wasn't planning to drink anyhow. However, the venue has no re-entry for minors, so he couldn't leave and come back at all.

So, Masani stayed in with Manuel, and Haemy & I went to our respective cars together to drop off our swag and merch. Then we ran over to Casino el Camino and got food. Haemy ordered a giant cheeseburger for Manuel, and we took it back to him. Man, he truly had an amazingly lucky run of it! We were concerned that he might get the idea that Americans are nice to people from other countries haha.

I had gotten food for Masani because I wasn't sure if she was hungry, and I believe in 'better safe than hungry'. She wasn't hungry. We had an extra giant cheeseburger, but a couple of Haemy's friends showed up and split it, so people gor fed all over! We ate our food like starving wolves, and the show started just after the last bite.

As expected, not nearly enough people showed up for my liking, but I think everyone had a great time. The stage was too small for all the sets and props, but they had a modified version going on & it was still awesome.

Made for a small & intimate show. We waited around for a bit after, because I was reeeeeally hopping that Maggots would come out, but the venue was being cranky about loitering & we took off. Manuel left first because he wanted to get a cab and head to the bus place. What a trooper. I totally admire his sense of adventure.

We walked Haemy to her car (Bum Defense Force!) and then headed home. It was an awesome night, and one that I don't think any of us will ever forget.
___

After that, my week was mostly art art art.

I got a lot of things done, and of course the more I do the more ideas I get and it's all a big whirling swirl, and somewhere in there, there was dinner at my moms house with friends & family. Many late nights. Small defeats far outweighed by small triumphs & joys.

You make your own life & reality.

If you decide to make it Revisionist Misery and blame everyone else for your own issues, then it's what you deserve.

I choose more than that. I choose to make my world beautiful and grand, even if no one but me ever gets to experience it.

And last but not least:
I'm back :)
Maybe you noticed :P
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I think I've only done these once or maybe twice before, but this is a good question, and I don't think enough people have seen the best love story of all time, so I have to weigh in on this one.

The scene, of course, is from one of the greatest movies ever, The Abominable Dr Phibes.

***SPOILERS***

Too many people think you need a 'couple' of some sort to have a romance, or a romantic scene. Vincent Price and I think that you should DIAF. One of the many (frankly, too many to count) things that make this movie completely brilliant is the fact that there is no real female romantic lead in the film, because she's already DEAD.

Anyhow, I could preach the virtues of this movie for hours, to the point that you'd all hate me (even more) but that wasn't the question.

My favourite romantic scene (and IMO the most romantic scene in any movie, ever) is the ending of this movie, where Anton, in ceremonial robes, climbs into that gilded casket made for two with his dead wife and embalms himself alive.

If you've seen it and need a refresher on the scene, here ya go:





If you've never seen the movie and you're actually too cheap to go spend the 5 bucks it usually costs in bargain bins, here it is in 10 parts, starting with this one:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jJIeOmNN60M




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