Saturday, March 31, 2012
My favorite season...
I hate seasons. There is no perfect season because it is always too hot, or too cold, or too light, or too dark, and there is always something wrong at any given time. There always has to be at least one thing wrong every month. In the winter, it is too cold, and everybody gets sick, and nobody has fun. The only thing to look forward to in winter is snow, which causes traffic accidents and didn't even come this year. Then it becomes spring, and spring is just winter and summer, alternating so that it is impossible to not catch a cold. On the off chance of a good day, it will only be followed by terrible days which crush your newly raised expectations. Then it's summer. Summer is the most lethargic season, physically. Unlike winter, which is psychologically lethargic, summer is a season of dehydration and nosebleeds and passing out. And when it cools down a bit, at last, it starts to hail. And then it begins to thunderstorm. And it sucks. Then fall arrives and everybody mentally dies because it is cold and lifeless and the days are getting shorter. And then it is winter.
Thursday, March 29, 2012
T = Taco Bell
My restaurant is Taco Bell, located on Wolf Road, Crossgates Mall, and in many other places. It is modeled after Mexican-American style foods with a selection of tacos, quesadillas, and lots of meat and cheese wrapped together. While it's indistinguishable from other fast food restaurants, both in setting and taste, it is always a reliable place to go for food. It's famous for it's tacos, of course, and the fact that it's open until midnight or later. For people who are paid minimum wage, the employees are still very good at pretending to be happy, and the place is always very clean, like other fast food restaurants. The only problem with the food is that spicy or mildly spicy food doesn't go well with soda, which makes it hard for Taco Bell to be the kind of place that it is. Overall, eating fast food every day is probably actually very deadly, but Taco Bell is a great place to go to every once in a while.
Tuesday, March 27, 2012
The Book That Changed My Life
My favorite book is The Phantom Tollbooth, by Norton Juster. It resembles many great classic fairy tales, and modern fairy tales are my favorite genre because they open up many new opportunities for different styles of writing and imagination. Alice in Wonderland and Le Petit Prince are some of my other favorite books of this genre, and are generally more well known. I like stories where the protagonist travels through different places with unique themes and meets characters with different personalities that can eventually develop and retain depth. Books like The Phantom Tollbooth, as well as games, have helped me create and design places of my own that haven't actually been used for anything important, but have been fun to make. Extreme places, such as Heaven and Hell, or towers of infinity, and places that embody ideas, such as the island of conclusions that people teleport to when they jump to conclusions, all make books like The Phantom Tollbooth an interesting and inspirational read that can make the reader think.
Saturday, March 24, 2012
Bucket List
1. Write a whole entire story, and not just ten paragraphs between five different stories.
2. Visiting Europe again would be really nice. There's lots of food and places to go and fresh air and food. There is a lot of food. It's a great place.
3. Buy a cat. Cats are great. They give people allergies and they can destroy furniture and cover everything in cat hair and take up valuable resources while returning only waste and fur. And they can flip over in midair when you throw them out of a tree upside down.
4. Write code for a videogame. Programming is fun, and videogames are fun, so writing a code would be, like, double the fun. Which is why it's weird that learning how to code games is not fun at all, but it's still a goal.
5. Have another Tim Horton's toasted bagel with cream cheese and iced coffee for breakfast. I've only ever seen them in Canada though.
6. Get to the highest level of the online games I am currently playing.
7. Learn how to make dumplings that aren't square. It is actually not easy to make dumplings. I learned that pretty quickly.
8. Finish watching all the TV series on my to-do list.
9. Invent a trading card game. The easiest kind of game to make, and possibly the genre of games with the best business model as well. Any time money is running low, you can just make more cards and people will just keep buying.
10. Find a job and earn money. Money is good. I like money. I think making money is a good goal to have. Then I can buy cool things and feel successful.
2. Visiting Europe again would be really nice. There's lots of food and places to go and fresh air and food. There is a lot of food. It's a great place.
3. Buy a cat. Cats are great. They give people allergies and they can destroy furniture and cover everything in cat hair and take up valuable resources while returning only waste and fur. And they can flip over in midair when you throw them out of a tree upside down.
4. Write code for a videogame. Programming is fun, and videogames are fun, so writing a code would be, like, double the fun. Which is why it's weird that learning how to code games is not fun at all, but it's still a goal.
5. Have another Tim Horton's toasted bagel with cream cheese and iced coffee for breakfast. I've only ever seen them in Canada though.
6. Get to the highest level of the online games I am currently playing.
7. Learn how to make dumplings that aren't square. It is actually not easy to make dumplings. I learned that pretty quickly.
8. Finish watching all the TV series on my to-do list.
9. Invent a trading card game. The easiest kind of game to make, and possibly the genre of games with the best business model as well. Any time money is running low, you can just make more cards and people will just keep buying.
10. Find a job and earn money. Money is good. I like money. I think making money is a good goal to have. Then I can buy cool things and feel successful.
Monday, March 19, 2012
The Language of Song
Song: Sweet Float Flats by Manbo
Lyrics http://vgboy.dabomstew.com/lyrics.php?song=sweetfloatflats
Living on the top floor of an apartment without an elevator is tough. Actually, there is an elevator, physically speaking, but in this particular apartment, people who get some exercise and walk down the entire 10 stories just seem to have a longer life expectancy. Besides, Bob uses it as a transport for produce. I heard his mushrooms grant extra lives.
On the ninth floor are all of the tenants who came before the newest ones. They seem to trickle down based on age, and the newer and younger ones always get the worst conditions; which would be the tenth floor, of course.
The stairs leading down from the eighth to the seventh floor are missing, and has been missing more and more for quite some time. People say that one of the residents likes to use the bricks from the stairs to hit cars from below. They say that he's an environmentalist. He sounds a lot like karma.
The seventh floor was quite a lucky floor. It managed to even get out of the apartment in one piece. So now people use ladders to climb up to floor eight.
On the sixth floor live the most pretentious people. The air is saturated with a mix of all sorts of perfume from rooms 601 to 602 to 603 and from yesterday to last week to last month. The smell hangs off of the walls almost more brightly than the decorations that contrast the walls so well with the whole rest of the building.
The fifth floor hosts not-quite-legal-but-almost-acceptable dog fights and other tournaments and I hear that the people there are really enthusiastic about animals. They even donate whatever resources they have to spare to the local animal physiology clinic so that animals may one day be better treated for injuries and things.
The fourth floor is a fairly mundane floor. The people there are only ever interested in cars, but only when they are not threatening the tenant on the eighth floor. Actually, the people on the fourth floor are actually very rich from dealings with the mafia, and their cars are worth more than their homes, which is why I have no idea why they still live here.
Nobody cares about the third floor.
The second floor is a terrible place for the people on the tenth floor to walk through. It kind of just signifies either the almost-but-not-quite end of an unnecessarily long trek down, or the point of no return of an impossible journey up. To top it all off, the elders who live on the first floor are terrible people who are laughing on the inside at all the top floor people and don't have to walk anywhere and I hope they move out soon.
I'm sure I'll get to the first floor eventually. For now, maybe there are friends to be found here. I'm sure there's something good in everything. Except the people on floor one. They need to move out. Soon.
Lyrics http://vgboy.dabomstew.com/lyrics.php?song=sweetfloatflats
Living on the top floor of an apartment without an elevator is tough. Actually, there is an elevator, physically speaking, but in this particular apartment, people who get some exercise and walk down the entire 10 stories just seem to have a longer life expectancy. Besides, Bob uses it as a transport for produce. I heard his mushrooms grant extra lives.
On the ninth floor are all of the tenants who came before the newest ones. They seem to trickle down based on age, and the newer and younger ones always get the worst conditions; which would be the tenth floor, of course.
The stairs leading down from the eighth to the seventh floor are missing, and has been missing more and more for quite some time. People say that one of the residents likes to use the bricks from the stairs to hit cars from below. They say that he's an environmentalist. He sounds a lot like karma.
The seventh floor was quite a lucky floor. It managed to even get out of the apartment in one piece. So now people use ladders to climb up to floor eight.
On the sixth floor live the most pretentious people. The air is saturated with a mix of all sorts of perfume from rooms 601 to 602 to 603 and from yesterday to last week to last month. The smell hangs off of the walls almost more brightly than the decorations that contrast the walls so well with the whole rest of the building.
The fifth floor hosts not-quite-legal-but-almost-acceptable dog fights and other tournaments and I hear that the people there are really enthusiastic about animals. They even donate whatever resources they have to spare to the local animal physiology clinic so that animals may one day be better treated for injuries and things.
The fourth floor is a fairly mundane floor. The people there are only ever interested in cars, but only when they are not threatening the tenant on the eighth floor. Actually, the people on the fourth floor are actually very rich from dealings with the mafia, and their cars are worth more than their homes, which is why I have no idea why they still live here.
Nobody cares about the third floor.
The second floor is a terrible place for the people on the tenth floor to walk through. It kind of just signifies either the almost-but-not-quite end of an unnecessarily long trek down, or the point of no return of an impossible journey up. To top it all off, the elders who live on the first floor are terrible people who are laughing on the inside at all the top floor people and don't have to walk anywhere and I hope they move out soon.
I'm sure I'll get to the first floor eventually. For now, maybe there are friends to be found here. I'm sure there's something good in everything. Except the people on floor one. They need to move out. Soon.
Sunday, March 18, 2012
Wednesday, March 14, 2012
TU Tuesday CRIME
My question: How do people go about stealing vehicles, and what are the charges they could face when caught?
http://www.timesunion.com/default/article/Man-arrested-after-100k-vehicles-equipment-found-3406860.php
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Motor_vehicle_theft
http://www.timesunion.com/default/article/Man-arrested-after-100k-vehicles-equipment-found-3406860.php
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Motor_vehicle_theft
This article was about a man named Brian Michael Davidson who was found with stolen vehicles and charged with 19 felony charges. The motives of Davidson weren't displayed in the article, but it was probably for money or other personal gain. "Officials recovered two Ford diesel trucks, a backhoe, a commercial generator and two motorcycles...". The stolen property totaled around $100,000. One of the most common methods of stealing vehicles are to simply target ones that are unattended but still have keys in the ignition, or windows down. Sometimes, thieves will start by "breaking and entry, followed by hotwiring...". This man also probably could have used fraudulent theft, or illegal acquisition of a vehicle... through fraudulent transfer of funds...". "If the value of the property or services stolen is seven thousand five hundred dollars or more and is less than one hundred fifty thousand dollars, a violation of this section is grand theft, a felony of the fourth degree", which was probably what this man will be charged with. Along with jail time, Davidson may be fined for the stolen property.
Sunday, March 11, 2012
Wednesday, March 7, 2012
Scruples
9. ($300 Wallet) This depends a lot on what kind of person the wealthy person seems to be. If I didn't have enough information on who it was, I would probably keep the $300. Most wealthy people are stingy anyways, and it's not like the taxes they pay are going to go anywhere useful so a $300 donation (to me) would be much more meaningful and I'm sure it will give them very reasonable amounts of karma in return. If there was a good chance of a reward, or gain, from returning the wallet, then I would probably take it (such as if the wallet had sentimental or other value that could not be redeemed otherwise, or if befriending said rich person seemed like a profitable investment in the future). I would definitely try to find a way to make future profits from said wealthy person, whether it be following him/her until he/she dropped his/her wallet again, or even if I have to return the wallet. Anyways, the flow of money is how the economy gets going again, so it's not such a bad thing. There's always two sides to everything.
Monday, March 5, 2012
My Blog Idea
I believe it was Mimi Moriarty who presented the idea of a "found poem" to the class. A "found poem" is basically where one finds poetry in everyday writings, such as in magazines, books, and just about any other object with words on it or in it or around it as long as it is not already poetry itself. In the strict form of found poetry, the punctuation and form can be changed, and enjambments can be added as long as the order of the words do not change. In a freer form, original "self-written" parts can also be added on to sections of the poem.
Original Text: From Stettin in the Baltic to Trieste in the Adriatic, an iron curtain has descended across the continent. Behind that line lie all the capitals of the ancient states of central and eastern Europe. Warsaw, Berlin, Prague, Vienna, Budapest, Belgrade, Bucharest, and Sofia, all these famous cities and the populations around them lie in the Soviet sphere and all are subject, in one form or another, not only to Soviet influence but to a very high and increasing measure of control from Moscow..." - Western Civilization by Jackson J. Spielvogel, page 882.
Cold
War
From Stettin
in the Baltic
to Trieste in the Adriatic,
an iron curtain
has descended across the continent.
Behind
that line
lie all the capitals of the ancient states of central and eastern Europe. Warsaw,
Berlin,
Prague, Vienna,
Budapest, Belgrade, Bucharest,
and Sofia,
all lie in the
Soviet sphere
and all are subject,
in one way or another, not only
to Soviet influence but
to a very high
and increasing measure
of
control from Moscow...
Original Text: From Stettin in the Baltic to Trieste in the Adriatic, an iron curtain has descended across the continent. Behind that line lie all the capitals of the ancient states of central and eastern Europe. Warsaw, Berlin, Prague, Vienna, Budapest, Belgrade, Bucharest, and Sofia, all these famous cities and the populations around them lie in the Soviet sphere and all are subject, in one form or another, not only to Soviet influence but to a very high and increasing measure of control from Moscow..." - Western Civilization by Jackson J. Spielvogel, page 882.
Cold
War
From Stettin
in the Baltic
to Trieste in the Adriatic,
an iron curtain
has descended across the continent.
Behind
that line
lie all the capitals of the ancient states of central and eastern Europe. Warsaw,
Berlin,
Prague, Vienna,
Budapest, Belgrade, Bucharest,
and Sofia,
all lie in the
Soviet sphere
and all are subject,
in one way or another, not only
to Soviet influence but
to a very high
and increasing measure
of
control from Moscow...
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