A few days ago, I decided to install Star Wars Galaxies and re-activate my account. I’ve gotten a bit tired of City of Heroes (although, it’s a great game). I think CoH just doesn’t have the variety of things to do as say, World of WarCraft or Galaxies. I’ve deactivated my CoH account in lieu of starting up Galaxies again. So, anyway, I haven’t played SWG in about two years. I remember the real reason I quit was because of a couple different reasons: 1. The tedium of SWG was insane. I would log on and play the game for, maybe, about four or five hours per week at the time. My character, Zev Freelock (the original incarnation of the name), was this gunfighter guy who I was working on getting his pistolering skills up. I wanted him to be like a sharp-shooting Jango Fett, but he looked like Han...
Author: Chewbode
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Week In Review
Last Monday I worked on a new idea that I’m formulating. A couple of people already have seen a sneak-preview. I’m not going to say too much at this point, as I’m still in the R&D stage, but, if it happens, it’ll be pretty cool. And, of course, sick. Tuesday was all about the Ford dealership. I took my Mustang in to get a free oil change (I get them free with the car) at 9:00am. I actually go there about ten minutes early and the mechanics got the ball rolling immediately. I was told it’d be about an hour. So, running a little behind, around 10:35am they finally finished. I pick up the keys and walk over to the car and notice that the driver’s side front tire is really low on air. I went into the trunk and grabbed my digital air pressure gauge and find out that...
Ode To Insanity
Tongue. Into Anus. Maybe Heinous. But I like it. Forks. Into the nether. I wear leather. To keep them out. Tickles. Onto the belly. It’s slightly smelly. It was my urine. Failure. Makes midgets stronger. The knight is no longer. And not very short. Apples. Stuffed in his mouth. My fingers go south. Into applesauce. Hair. Lickety-lick the horn. He manages his scorn. It’ll be better now. Roots. Makes the tree stand. Finger in the can. I heave it out. Torque. The smile is coiled. My balls have spoiled. You are not needed. Sick Thought of the Day: American Han Solo, made into doughnut meat.
Slow Day
I got an early-morning call from my mom that my sister needed a ride home from the vet’s office. Evidently, her ride (a friend of the family) had to go to work and couldn’t wait around for her while my sister finished getting the paperwork finished for getting her cat’s nuts whacked off. I picked her up around 8:45am and we then went out for breakfast at McDonalds and then stopped off to take a look at a house they’ve been looking at buying. I put up a new section for my family today called the Wish List. It’s an area of the site that we can get to that allows up to build Christmas (or birthday, etc.) lists and then make notes on the lists so that we all know what we’re getting each other for said holiday. Of course, the person that entered their list into the system...
As promised (albeit a little late), I’ve posted the pictures from Thanksgiving this past Thursday into the Picture Gallery. The day was great. We started out early, around 8:00am or so. I got the turkey cleaned and Shauna and I both buttered and seasoned it. We had prepped the rutabagas, stuffing, and green bean casserole the night before so the only “work we had to do was to cook the turkey and do the mashed potatoes. Food was done around noon, and we kept it warm until everyone arrived around 1:00pm. Glenn had to go to work really early on Friday, so everyone hung out until about 6:00pm and then left. In attendance were me, Shauna, my mom, my sister, Glenn, and my grandmother. Nobody choked on turkey this year, although there was about three metric tons of food in our bellies the whole day. A while back, I picked...
Happy Thanksgiving
I’ve been watching a lot of The Muppet Show courtesy of NetFlix. I decided to take a break from Battlestar Galactica (gasp!). However, the three Muppet discs are going back into the mailbox on Friday and BSG season 2.5 will be on its way to me. Speaking of great things on the boob-tube, Shauna and I watched a great little independent film the other night called Unknown. The primes of the story is that five guys wake up from being passed out in an abandoned chemical factory with no memory of who they are or why they’re there. As the story progresses, their memories begin to trickle back into their heads and the men begin to piece together what happened and what’s going on. I cleaned the apartment today and got everything ready for turkey day tomorrow. When Shauna got home from work, we prepped the rutabagas, stuffing, green bean...
Hell Week, Better Weekend
Oh, there is so much to blog about today… First off, I got laid off from work this past week. My last day was Friday. I’ve been thinking about how I wanted to write about this major event in my life, and, for a while, I was bitter about it all. I even was opting at one point to write this nasty entry about it all. After giving myself a couple days to reflect on it all, I’ve decided to just state some simple facts about it. I was laid off Friday because my job was phased out. The software and most of the systems I’ve worked on over the past seven years have been going away this year, and the last big software package I supported is being shut down on December 1st. I was officially let go around 10:30am on Friday, and they gave me the option of...
Troublemaker, Chili
I had this weird dream the other night: I was at Troublemaker Studios in Austin, which is owned and operated by director Robert Rodriguez. He and Quentin Taratino are good friends. In the dream, they had asked me to direct a film for them. I think they were going to produce it, so I was the one holding the reins. This is a massive-budget movie. I mean there’re grips, PAs, DPs, actors… the whole sha-bang. Millions of dollars on the line. So, I’m sitting there directing the scenes, and all I can hear is Robert yelling “keep the shots real!” from about thirty feet behind me. I have no fucking idea what he’s talking about – maybe it’s that he doesn’t want anything to seem contrived, but I’m not sure. Of course, there’s this little voice in the back of my head that’s like “man, just go with it and...
Staying Home
It seems that fate doesn't favor us today. Shauna and I decided to not go to the convention today after all. With all the errands that we needed to run, we wouldn't get there until 2:00pm, and the convention is over at 4:00pm. Not worth the $12 each for admission. I think I'll watch some TV then do some more rendering.
BSG and DS
I’ve been watching a lot of Battlestar Galactica lately thanks to NetFlix. I got the first disc of season one earlier in the week and watched all the episodes that night. Last night I watched disc two in its entirety as well. I’ve also been watching Heroes still, and am loving that too. It’s still very weird to me to be carving out time to watch television shows, but once I catch up on BSG, it’ll be a lot more manageable. Yesterday I bought a Nintendo DS Lite (I got the Polar White one) and four games to go with it (Brain Age, Dragon Quest Heroes: Rocket Slime, Star Wars: Episode III: Revenge of the Sith, and Retro Atari Classics). I’ve added all four games to the Digital Archive. I mainly got the DS because I’ve never owned a handheld gaming device, save my iPAQ, which I rarely enjoy the...
