Wednesday, April 6, 2005

Mein Kampf.
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Emomonkey- Tiger Monroe isn't too bad of a name. Max Richmond is kind of.. detectivey sounding. *puts on old, P.I. hat*

Interpol s'alright. Sometimes you need some soft music, sometimes you need some hard music.

Marbar is a fine name, thank you very much!

Faruman- I dunno. OtakuBoards is annoying because you have all these moderators floating about jinxing discussions just because they don't write their ideas in perfection. "ZOMG YOU DIDN'T USE PROPER WRITING PROCEDURES, YOU ARE SO WARNED."

Yeah, well. I'm saying that people who do that are acting like dickheads. So, maybe we agree. lol.

Roxie- Walking is suave. I walk mainly at night so I can scare the people who do happen to be outside. Pretend I'm a zombie or something. Haha, nah. I would never do that. 0=) Sped walked like four miles yesterday, that was a might bit tiring.

Yeah. I was on TV for about a week on this promo I guess. Around here on Fox [or was it/is it the WB? One of the two.] early mornings were comprised of mainly cartoons. One of them was called "Tailspin" which some of you might remember since it was definitely awesome. So at the age of three or so I went down to their local HQ and filmed one of those fillers that says "So and so is coming on next!" or "So and so is coming up next!". That's what I did, heh. It was pretty freaking easy- you read the shit they displayed under the camera and just gave it your best. There's a tape of it somewhere around here but, uh, no one needs to find that. *rubs back of head*

HEB is a very large, very powerful regional grocery store that has been around for 100 years. It drove Albertson's grocery stores out of Texas [some sort of yankee grocery store I think] and is *the* grocery store for most of Texas. I think they are making inroads into the surrounding states too. HEB are the initials of the founder of the store who had the unfortunate luck of having the last name of "Butts" and that is not a joke. Herbert E. Butts I believe his name was. Oh well, his grocery store rocks.

I dunno. The math story was about a computer who discovered the largest prime number which is very inane and doesn't really help many of you. However, knowing your porn star name is very useful.

Lunai- It's ok. You'll wake up eventually. Just, without your money. <_<

Laura- *rubs forehead* Yeah, I guess I'm a hero. The dude prolly got eaten by something anyway, lol.

CHW is.. interesting. Walks are interesting too, but in a different way.

I walk for exercise. I spend too much time inside anyway.

Irish- I need a new nickname for you. *rubs his chin*

I'm hoping to learn more about war from.. The Art of War. It's a brilliant plan. I actually think I've read the concubine part before. I read part of the book in E-Book form thanks to Project Gutenberg [god they have so many good books there]. That was very interesting, lol.

Wow, everyone loves going for walks. We should all walk to each other's house and chill. I have soda at mine. And ramen. Mm-mm good. But yeah, walking is uber. I only walk with my mom, really. It's the only thing we have to talk about shit that.. doesn't really matter. But uh, it's nice.. yeah. <_<

Imperator.

Well the story behind the caterpillar is pretty short and sweet. I had come back from walking when I felt something crawling around in my hair which was a "Ooooookay.." moment. I kind of reached up there and flung it out of my hair since it had no business rummaging around around my scalp. I looked around for it and it was this tiny, cute, yellow caterpillar who was in the middle of crawling up a wire that was coming out of my computer. I decided killing him would be a hollow victory since I was about 600 times his size, heh. Put the dude on my hand, took him outside, placed him in some grass- story over,. Maybe he'll go on to become King of the Butterflies or something.

An equally semi-interesting story is the story of Rooh. Rooh is a rottweiler. Rooh dislikes my mother and I walking near his fence. Rooh freaks my mom out. In essence, every time we walk he gets really pissed and tries to leap over his fence. Yesterday, he almost made it- you could see his head above the fence. That freaked my mom out a little more than usual. Combine this with the fact you can see where he has tried to dig out under the wooden fence, and we decided to walk on the other side of the street away from Rooh [This was codenamed "Operation Avoid Rooh"]. You are probably asking "Why is his name Rooh?" Well, that's because it's an acronym I made up. Rottweiler out of hell. Rooh. You say it like "row" so it sounds sort of Asian instead of "Rew" which sounds distinctly Disney. So Rooh [you better be pronouncing it "row"] is sort of our enemy now. It stemmed this funny conversation about how if the dog attacked my mom I'd run to get help for her. Good times.

Sort of a video game side story now is the story of me playing as Sweden. I play alot of grand strategy games and one of them is Victoria: An Empire under the Sun. You play between 1836 and 1920 as any of the corresponding empires of your choice. You can unify Germany, Italy play as Russia as she tries to expand herself into Asia and the Middle East or.. anyone. You can even play as Texas, lol. But yeah, I played.. as Sweden. In the time provided to me I took over most of Norway and colonized central Africa. From the Congo up to Libya. It was an interesting game. I avoided wars, of course, but at the end I finally decided that it was time for the Ottoman Empire to die. So, I teamed up with Prussia and Italy and we just sort of ate them. The Swedes marched, the Swedes pwned, the Swedes got the southern half of Libya. It was a fun game.

People on OB have been discussing a rather silly topic: If you could change your past, what would you change? Nothing. I wouldn't change anything. Everything that was is now what is. Id est, the things that were flow into the things that are. Who I am is who I was and who I will be is what I am now and the things I do now affect who I will be. Hindsight is 20/20. Foresight isn't. You can spend your life regretting things if you want to, but you can only do that because you are seeing it now. It's wiser to realize your past, pros and cons, has affected who you are now. If you are still dissatisfied, then what can I say? I'm not dissatisfied. Ignoring your past and all those regrets you can have, you can focus on improving your foresight. And, thusly, you are changing the past that will be. The only thing, the one and only thing, that I could ever be substantially dissatisfied with.. doesn't bear mentioning. ;P

You know the one song that every person on the face of this earth needs to hear once? "Perry Mason" by Ozzy. That is a song for all ages, all people, all species. It has the potential of uniting this Earth. If you have never heard this song I implore you to get it somehow and listen to the greatness of this song. FOR IT ROCKS YOUR SOCKS! THAT IS ALL.

Random crappy haikus:

Tomorrow's sun comes
A thousand little tears rind open
It can help you feel

If you want to feel
Close your eyes with mine slowly
I will take you away

Come fly with me there
Our place amongst the nightmares
We can die together

When the sun comes anew
They will all be very surprised
When we rise again

Like the phoenix bird
Fire shining radiantly
Let us fly as one

Should be 5-7-5. If it isn't, shhh. It's our little secret.

Zhukov.

Welp. That about ends this post. Keep it cool dudes and little chickas.

P.S. Rest in peace, Pope.

P.P.S. Emperor of emperors.

P.P.P.S. hi2u.

P.P.P.P.S. *hordes of swedes swarm your house*
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