Tuesday, April 6, 2004

Despite my lack of updates I have spent a perverse amount of time on the computer as of late, mainly writing research papers. Recently both of my teachers decided that it would be a great idea if my next assignments were group oriented projects. Hoor-freakin'-ay. Of course I got thrown two groups with mentally challenged nineteen and twenty year olds that want to put all of the work off until the last minute. They are constantly whining and complaining about how busy they are, and how they have no free time to do the projects because they have too many other classes. Boo-hoo, I have no pity for these people. If you are only taking fifteen hours worth of college classes and you are not holding down some kind of part time job, you have an abundance of free time. I know that I have plenty of free time and I am juggling a fifty hour a week job that requires a fair amount of traveling and a few classes, plus I manage to drag my sorry ass into the gym for an hour or two a day, every day. I guess I am just sick of people telling me that they are too busy to shoulder their responsibilities, not a day goes by where I don't hear "I didn't finish this because it was my roommates birthday," "I couldn't get this done because my alarm clock didn't go off," "I'm sorry I wasn't at the library on time, I was on the phone with my girlfriend". These excuses aren't validating my classmate's actions, they are just making me angrier and angrier...roar! Now that I have vented appropriately, I think I shall discuss some more familiar topics. First up, web design. I am finally finding my footing on my two sites and I am growing more and more proficient everyday, so for everyone that has helped me out, much thanks. The other day I got Dreamweaver and I have spent the past couple of nights going through tutorials and experimenting with its multitude of uses...I get so excited about doing the simplest things. Also, Tony's CSS tutorial helped out tremendously, and cleared up a few questions I had. Even though I haven't been adamantly posting on the OB lately, I have noticed some pretty cool threads go up. James' Reanimatrix thread seems pretty nifty, and even though I won't be able to participate (or even attempt to participate) in his upcoming RPG, I have a desire to write a story for this particular thread. PoisonTongue or Petey or Slappy Mcfadden (as I like to call him) has a pretty cool RPG up in the recruitment forum called Spirited Away which I may try to participate in if I can get my creative gears a grindin'. Speaking of creativity (and sometimes lack thereof), Charles and I are developing something that is going to knock your socks off (or it could completely suck, but I am aiming for the former). Final note: get Mozilla, even if it is just for the composer....

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Tuesday, March 30, 2004

Random Thoughts 1. Lately I have been under the impression that John Lennon was Christ incarnate (which I find kind of redundant considering Christ was supposed to be God incarnate). Their philosophies seemed very similar. Both Jesus and Lennon felt that “all we need is love”. Jesus is often depicted with a long flowing hair and beard, John Lennon (at various points in his life) sported long hair and a beard. Both men seemed to shower less than savory women with attention, Jesus had Mary Magdalene, Lennon had Yoko Ono. Jesus was betrayed by his follower; Lennon was shot by a fan. At parties Jesus turned water into wine while John Lennon always carried huge amounts of hashish in his drawers. The similarities are endless. 2. Baseball must be the great American pasttime because no one seems to give a shit about it anymore. 3. There is a rumor circulating that Tom Cruise and Penelope Cruz split up after arguing over whether or not Penelope was going to change her last name once they were married. 4. Whenever my coaches used to say “Go out there and give a hundred and ten percent!” I would look at them and reply “What in the hell is wrong with you? Don’t you know it is impossible to give over a hundred percent? You can’t give more effort than you have!” Needless to say, I spent quite a bit of time on the bench. 5. There is only fifteen days left to open an IRA before tax season ends. In other words, launder your money now or you may have to pay taxes on it. 6. Motto of the week: What Would Walt Whitman Do? 7. My grandmother recently bought a computer and connected America Online. I don’t think she quite understands how AIM functions. I IM’ed her a fairly normal message (Hi Granny! It is Charlie, How are you doing) but when she read my screen name she thought I was soliciting business for a mortuary so she blocked my AIM handle… 8. Easter is right around the corner. Oh joy! I love sitting around the dinner table being belittled and put down by family members for hours on end. That is my idea of heaven. 9. Who do you think would win in a fight between Justin Timberlake and Lance Bass? Personally, I would want Lance to win the fight only so I could mimic Dumb and Dumber. “You kicked his ass Lance Bass!” 10. Yeah, that was a lame joke, but what can you do? Or, more appropriately, what would Walt Whitman do?

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Thursday, March 25, 2004

I had planned to go to the bookstore tonight, but I had a change of heart around midday. A two finger blues lick kept nagging at the back of my mind. So when I got home at eight I picked up my guitar and started to play and play and play... Needless to say I was unable to recreate the lick on my guitar, even though it is still bothering me. I wish I had more natural talent. I would take a few lessons but they get expensive fast and I have no idea how I would fit it into my schedule. A ton of social and political threads have emerged on the OB lately. To an extent I enjoy these threads they are fun to post in and you get to read a myriad of opinions. I do get a bit peeved, however, when members take what I say out of context. It gets frustrating. Debating members by responding to particular parts of their threads using quotes can be effective, but some people utilize it in a very ineffective and misleading way. I gets annoying.

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Tuesday, March 23, 2004

Bow before he who is "I was"! When writing a dedication to Semjaza Azazel, biblical humor is not without irony. Then again, Tony's entire pseudonym is ironic. In First Enoch Semjaza and Azazel corrupted man kind, teaching and encouraging war, debauchery and sin. Their actions were so atrocious that God (or god, depending on your belief structure) flooded the Earth in a torrent of divine rain. Yes, I am referring to the big flood, the one in which Noah gathered two of every animal into a boat and then single handedly (well not single handedly, his wife was there after all) rebuilt civilization. Obviously our Semjaza Azazel is the antithesis of his biblical reference. While Azazel taught his fellow man how to war and fornicate, our good ole' Peach Head taught us Otakuites that Marilyn Manson is more than just a fashion faux pas and high fives are the ultimate sign of affection. As Semjaza dabbled in enchantments and evil mysticism, our Tony built fascinating web sites and preached the glory of Tim Burton and Danny Elfman. And though both Semjaza and Azazel fell from grace, cast into the bowels of existence by God (or god, again depending upon your belief structure), Semjaza Azazel rose above the Otaku masses speaking not just the "word" (which, oddly enough, is the word "the"), but many words that usually form coherent sentences! I know not why Tony chose the biblical name Semjaza Azazel as his representation, but I figure that since I am going to try and pigeon-hole him with a phrase I ought to use a biblical one. So, in biblical terminology Tony is "one bad-ass mother fucker". What makes him "one bad-ass mother fucker" you ask? Simply put, Tony put thought into doing cool things. His posts are always well thought and informative, usually offering a different perspective to a stale debate. Whenever he starts a thread it is bound to be informative an interesting, I know that personally, I have spent a small fortune on CD's that he has recommended (and no, I really haven't regretted buying any of them). And Tony's blog, Wrapped in Plastic, infuses his quirky, subtle sense of humor with his keen music sense (plus, his web site is freakin' awesome). Yep, Peach Head is insightful, witty, funny, easy going, and intelligent, all in all a pretty cool character. Side note: Thought I would mention that I have a specific reason for creating this post. I IM Semjaza Azazel from time to time, but never really for the specific purpose of talking or chatting. No, I usually am searching for input or information on music, web sites, movies, mini-discs, ect. So more or less this post is just to say thanks for answering all of my random-ass questions.

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Sunday, March 21, 2004

When I got home from work this evening I decided to watch the Doors. Actually, I watched the movie just to listen to the music. After the movie was over I turned on Strange Days. Strange Days progressed to Soft Parade which is now nearing its end. I think Morrison Hotel is next and I will end it all simply with The Doors. Jesus, their music is so good, so sexual, so sensual. It inspires me to fight, to fuck, to drown, to surf, to breath, to sleep all at the same time. The dynamics of their music is so mind blowing, so omni-present that it fills me with inspired neurotic energy. One minute the band is very soft. John Densmore's percussion is quieter than drizzling rain, Ray Manzarek' s keyboard is smoother than silk, the guitar lines by Robby Kriegar are more ethereal than the wind, and Jim Morrison crones a crone that would make Sinatra envious. And then it changes. Sometimes it is a slow crescendo into what seems like forever. Sometimes it is an abrupt torrent of sound, like a wave gently cresting then gathering tumultuos speed and crashing down upon the ocean floor in a moment of finality. Morrison's croon disolves and disillusionment and disenchanment poison his voice. Kriegar's etheral riffs metamorphasize into a those of a haunted beast. The keyboard, once lulling and melodic is overpowered by frenzied energy as Kriegar plays seemingly possessed. And Densmore's percussion, and Densmore's percussion! AND DENSMORE'S PERCUSIION! Needless to say I am once again infatuated with the Doors.

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Wednesday, March 17, 2004

I just got done watching the newest episode of South Park, it was absolutly hilarious. Trey Parker and Matt Stone did an excellent job spoofing all of the lame ass aspects of anime, the chitzy facial expresions, the corney music that contains random english phrases, and the overly defined muscular structures of the characters. Obviously these traits were over exaggerated and exploited, but the result was hilarious, almost as funny as the usual "moral" outcome at the end of the movie. If you didn't catch the episode tonight, make sure you watch the re-run this weekend.

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Monday, March 15, 2004

Random Thoughts 1. Don't fry bacon naked. 2. Nickelodeon's "TV Land" television station is airing an award show. Yes, TV Land airs only re-runs of "classic" television shows like "I Dream of Genie" and "Hogan's Heroes". Ah, the ironing is delicious. 3. Look in the mirror and recite random thought number two out loud, making air quotations with your index and middle fingers when reading the quoted material. Then realize how stupid you look and cry in shame and self pity. 4. Two prolific actors have been nominated for Nickelodeon's "TV Land" award's most coveted honor. Dick Sergeant and Dick York have both been nominated for the "biggest 'Dick' in television history" award. 5. I could have opted for tact and dignity and avoided inserting a "Dick" joke into this week's random thoughts, but that really isn't my style. 6. My crippling addiction to pop-rocks and cola has potentially dangerous side effects, almost as dangerous as the side effects of my other, less crippling addiction, heroin. 7. Italian-Americans are often horribly stereotyped as loud, obnoxious, abusive people that have a penchant for nefarious deeds. Even more horrible then this stereotype is the indisputable fact that Italian-Americans are loud, obnoxious, abusive people that have a penchant for nefarious deeds. 8. Author's note: Please substitute the term fact with the term blatant generalization that is probably a bold, horrendous lie in any prior or future installments of random thoughts. 9. Do you think victims in horror movies hear the eerie background noises before they are slaughtered? 10. I went to IHOP the other day and attempted to order stuffed "Freedom" Toast. My waitress looked at me like I was insane, but, personally I think she is the one who is a bit off her rocker. After she insisted six times that "French" toast was the exact same food product as freedom toast I asked for her manager. He too insisted that "French" toast was the same food product as freedom toast. After arguing for a few minutes I was kicked out of IHOP. Needless to say I have now determined that IHOP is a very anti-American organization and was probably initially formed by former Nazi generals that were escaping prosecution for war crimes. 11. Okay, so I never really went to IHOP, but we all know that my "reality" is only vaguely realistic. However, I do stand by my comment that IHOP was formed by Nazi generals. Just look at the initials. Sure IHOP could stand for International House Of Pancakes but isn't it more likely that IHOP stands for I Hate Orthodox Jews and Polacks? 12. What would you find more disconcerting, a camel without a hump or a camel trying to hump a spider monkey? 13. Number twelve was a rhetorical question. Everyone knows that a camel without a hump is infinitely more disturbing then a camel with an overactive sex drive. 14. Elmo is the antichrist.

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Sunday, March 14, 2004

This weekend I babysat my cousins. I use the word "babysat" very loosely, however, considering that my cousins are probably all equally as mature as I am, they just cannot legally operate a motor vehicle. I toted them around to basketball games, baseball practices, and dates, all the while listening to horrible, horrible pop-rap music. Though I fear my ears may never recover, I did have a pretty good time. Because of my busy work/school schedule, I am rarely able to catch any of their sporting events. Watching my cousins play basketball made me realize how much I miss organized sports. I think I am going to try and get involved in summer intramurals at school, maybe basketball or soccer. My fifteen year old cousin also brought his girlfriend over on Saturday, so I got to meet her. It was kind of cool watching them in the early stages of puppy love; the whole situation brought back some fond memories. There are some other perks that come with watching my cousins. We ate out on Friday and Saturday, and tonight we will probably order a pizza, so I did get a healthy supply of junk food. My uncle has a pretty wicked house equipped with nearly every amenity you can think of, and I utilized them all (especially the sauna.those feel sooo good). I also got to drive a wicked Escalade loaded with all that fancy, schmancy stuff. While I think that the DVD players and huge rims are a waste of money, it felt empowering driving such a status symbol (although it doesn't hold a candle to my little red Saturn sport coupe, lol). So far today has been a good day, despite that I had to work. Maryland won the ACC tournament (wooohhooooo! Let's go Terps!), hopefully they will do alright in the NCAA tournament. Wrestlemania XX is also on tonight, even though I will have to watch most of it on tape because I have to watch my cousins, I am pretty stoked. Hopefully the matches will be worthwhile. Well that is it I guess. I seem to have rambled on about absolutely nothing for quite sometime. Tomorrow is Monday, my "yuck" day.yippie.

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Friday, March 12, 2004

Hooray! It looks like Deborah (Lady Macaiodh) is visiting the otakuboards once again. I am not going to write a huge rant about how incredible she is because you should already know, if you don't, shame on you. However, I do feel that I should at the very least write a little blurb about her in my blog because I adore her; she is a good friend. Many of you know and respect Deb so take a few seconds (if you haven't done so already) and send her a PM reminding her how cool she is and how much she was missed. Thats all for today, as my dad said to me so many times growing up "it is bed time for Bonzo!"

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Wednesday, March 10, 2004

random thoughts 1. Do you think Martha Stewart prefers linen or cotton bed sheets during prison gang rapes? 2. Does anyone find it hypocritical that parents admonish their children for eating their own boogers yet allow them to order chicken mcnuggets from MacDohs? 3. A woman was recently arrested for attempting to use a $1,000,000 bill at Walmart. I know that if I had a valid $1,000,000 bill I would spend it at Wal-Mart, because that is where all bonified millionaires shop. 4. I felt like I was too good of a person so I ate a dozen deviled eggs. I am little disappointed though, I don't feel that much more evil than I did before.I still felt bad when I kicked a baby and I helped the elderly woman back to her feet after I shoved her down a flight of stairs. You know what I think? I think deviled eggs aren't really demonic. 5. There isn't enough porn on the internet. 6. A pound of nails has to weigh more than a pound of feathers; nails are made of metal after all. 7. I think it is pathetic that material possessions have become so important as of late. It is a sad state of affairs when a man's self worth is dictated by the size of his television screen. Personally, I long for the good old days when a man was judged not by material possessions, but by the size of his penis. 8. I don't trust seedless watermelons; there is something sinister about them. 9. Ever since I learned that the gesture was originally intended to communicate phallic prowess, I view the "thumbs up" gesture in a different light. 10. Who do you think would win if the Michelin Tire Man had to fight the Pillsbury Dough Boy to the death?

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