Trying to think in 6D hurts my brain.

You can't deny it. The future is here.

The bear with a microphone will rule over us all.

My brother's response to my previous post:

Fool... I drink the Martini's while I play FFXI.
[^SEan^] - 12:24 AM PST

I'm also fond of Manhatten's, don't forget that, that's important.
[^SEan^] - 12:27 AM PST

And Scotch... can't forget Scotch. Preferably single malt.
[^SEan^] - 12:28 AM PST


I love my brother. ^^

"There he goes. One of God's own prototypes. Some kind of high powered mutant never even considered for mass production. Too weird to live, and too rare to die." -- Hunter S. Thompson, "Fear And Loathing In Las Vegas."

I hate being everyone's villain.

My friends are beginning to speak in that language... the one that comes from playing FFXI until grey matter starts dribbling out the ears.

More and more are being lost to this game, and becoming part of the massive zombie army that Square/Enix is striving to create to TAKE OVER THE WORLD!!!!

Please, if you see one of your loved ones turning into a Zombius finalfanticus (Varient 11), please stage an intervention and force them to play Prince of Persia. This will not only save their sanity, it will help save THE ENTIRE WORLD!

I think it's starting to work on my brother. I think he's starting to remember to eat food... and martini's. He likes martini's.

Whew. Thank god. If this thing was real, Tolkien would've been driving in his grave...

Seriously, Greg and I both fell for it. Nice faked screenshot on their part.

That's the April issue, you know.

For Sony's new portable system... there is... a Lord of the Rings... KART RACER.

I SHIT YOU NOT! THERE'S A SCREENSHOT IN THE NEW EGM!

MY BRAIN FUCKING HURTS!

There is absolutely nothing better than waking up to a raging storm outside.

Well, okay, it would be better if I didn't have to go to work in it, but nothing's perfect.

Now if only the power at work would go out...

So several of the Sacramento radio stations were having a fundraiser this weekend for the UC Davis Children's Hospital. I was on my way to pick up my car and was listening to the jazz station, when a Josh Groban song came on with the voiceover of an interview with a small eight year old boy. Now, having been aware of this fundraiser all weekend, it didn't bother me so much until the interviewer asked the little boy if he was afraid to die. He said no, if he died he would be in a better place where there wasn't any pain.

I want to live in a place without pain. But at the same time, I wouldn't sacrifice all the good things in life to get it.

I do find it interesting that such profound things come from such small minds. Maybe Holden Caufield was right, you have to save the children, because the grown-ups are just a bunch of phonies.

I don't know exactly what it is I'm trying to say, I just thought I'd type what was on my mind. I miss you guys.

Note to self: next time I make a D&D character, I shouldn't make his initials VD if he wants to be Zorro.

Currently, I am typing on an Powerbook G4 in the lovely Reno, NV. It's about 45 degrees outside, and we decided not to go skiing, mostly because some of us didn't wake up until around 10am. So we went pawn shop/casino hopping instead.

We found some neat things, I won $5 at a Wheel of Fortune slot machine (which just means I'll never play any other slot again), won some stuffed animals, bought illegal weaponry (metal playing cards with sharpened edges. d00d!), and overall have had an interesting day floating around the town.

It's probably going to snow on the way back tomorrow. Exciting. Hopefully we won't crash my brother's car. ^^

Yup...yet we all know Final Fantasy wh0res will bitch it has absolutely nothing to do with Final Fantasy past it's title. They wanted to see real life Chocobo Races!!!

Oh yea...I'll love to go see Holst's The Planets with ya but I'm kinda in Vegas x_x

E3 as a weeklong extravaganza. That might make it the technological equivalent of Spring Break, sans bikinis. Not that I've ever been, so what do I know?

While I'm not against going to the concert, I would like to point out it's on Monday night and E3 starts on Wednesday, which means we'd have to extend our stay by two days. Not to mention that tickets will probably be impossible to get.

But then, my schedule's just chocked full of things to do...

It scares me that in 50 years Final Fantasy may be considered classical music. Give me Wagner or Beethoven or Mozart any day.

But Final Fantasy elevator musak may be funny. Especially at conventions. Hmmm... evil possiblilities are starting to form...

Oh, sure, no one wants to go to Holst's The Planets with me, but put the words Final Fantasy in front of it, and suddenly everyone wants in.

Philistines.

Besides, the Mario and Zelda Big Band Live concert was cooler ;)

If we can get tickets, we are so there.

I know Greg is drooling already. And I squealed at work. Squealed.

Yes, it's that much of a good thing.

Walkies time.

My office received a press kit from Dishwalla. Free CD! I've actually heard of them. Now if I could get a press kit from someone like, I don't know...U2. Not that that is going to happen before hell freezes over, but hey, I like free stuff.

I'm alive.

This is a good thing, I think.

I probably should post something about how I'm doing.

I'm getting by, I suppose.

I woke up to the phone ringing. My mother says that it's hard for her to hear me on the phone and that I should get a new cell phone.

What? Just because it has a crack that reaches across the face and one side of the flip joint is broken so you can't hear through the actual phone and need an earpiece to listen and talk doesn't mean it's not a perfectly functional phone.

Notice the language. I said "functional" not "good". Subtlety is art when you don't have to point it out to others.

I woke up to a blustery, cold, rainy morning.

I had bread and cheese for breakfast.

I got in my car, flipped around on the radio, and found John Mayer playing Jimi Hendrix's "Wind Cries Mary" in his pretty, pretty way.

I decided it was going to be a good day.

心中で
懸かった嵐と
踊っていた

Alea iacta est.

There is?

The Japanese Dorama has morphed into a Woody Allen movie. Kill me.

Oh well, at least there's Telemundo to watch... right?

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOM!!!

Oh, and Happy Friday the 13th.

Ne, Cliff? Think you could post the explination on why Friday the 13th is unlucky from Angels and Demons? I can't remember, and it's kinda interesting. ^^

After a long struggle with technical troubles, changing hosts and moving servers, in addition to relearning how to make Blogger treat us fairly, The Touched should finally be back to operational capacity. I apologize for any inconvenience you may have experienced during the outtage. Life has continued for all participating parties, and I'm sure plenty of people have plenty of things to post. Not everything is fully functional, I imagine, but I've done what I can and will continue to try and fix anything that's still broken. In the meanwhile, enjoy writing or reading, whichever it is you do.

If you're bored, Dr. Devious is open, if you didn't know that already.

Also, don't get too comfortable with the look. One way or another, this damn thing's getting redesigned soon, and I don't care if I have to meditate while on fire to get it done.

I'm sure I'll be back to my posting self eventually, but not right now, not today. Today this is all you get from me. Sorry.

This is a test post, mostly. But I also wanted to say this:

Valentine's Day is on a very inconvenient (maybe convenient?) day of the week this year.

"I'm the oldest, that means that I get to be first wife and you're the concubine, and you can bear the children." -Christy
"Isn't it the first wife's duty to bear the kids?" -Liz
"Ha HA! I'm only there for sex!!!" -Erin

Discussions over lunch involving evil plots.

If you fucked a pie, you're on your own Dom.

I'm stuck in a teen drama. Someone get me out.

Dr. Devious Vs. Lincoln High School is now officially LIVE! WE DID IT! THANK FUCKING GOD!

Christy did indeed feed me Raspberry Honey Mustard Pretzel Dip earlier today, but I only had a little and it only made me slightly nauseous...

I killed Cliff.


I'm sorry.