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Friday, March 29, 2002
People just...
I got an email last night, and it was from someone I know decently well. Anyways, his email basically said things to me that would've started a fight had it been said in person. When I read it I had no clue what I possibly could have done to have set him off, considering the fact I hadn't seen him in 2 weeks. I really wasn't angry, just completely confused and a little hurt.
So I send off an email in reply, inquiring what in the known world I could have down to have made him that angry.
Seems like he has no clue what I was talking about. Therefore I'm assuming someone is yanking his and my chain on this, and I am NOT happy about it...
Trying to create discord, even for the sake of a joke, is in my opinion (%#@ed up. That's why I don't like practical jokes. Usually it involves trying to trick people using a degree of real problems and real situations, and then real emotions become involved. I'm not saying I do not have a sense of humor, for I do. Goodness knows enough of you laugh at me and I laugh right along. But something like this...whoever sent it must be getting their yuks now, no doubt. Not sure if they were hoping to get me mad enough to throw blows or if it was just to jerk around with me, but if I can figure out who it is we will have a nice long discussion.
Was going to be just a light-hearteded update today, but that email episode ruined that. Anyways, trying to get back to our originally scheduled programming, I finally finished the Big O. Very good series, and with rumors the second season may be starting production I can't wait. Just started watching Princess 9, and considering I've never really seen a sports anime series before it's not too bad. My main beef with it though is the character designs. It's sort of a retro-70's look, that's the best way I can describe it. Think something along the lines of Go Nagai (Cutey Honey) or Getter Robo and you get the general ideer. Yes, I know I mispelled "idea". That's intentional. I'm about halfway through the Kenshin TV series as well, but I am STILL waiting for it to get good. Seriously, I keep wondering why this show has so many devotees. I keep thinking I should just skip right to the OAV's to see the dark, gritty samurai action, cause that's what I want. Yeah, I know the TV series is suppossed to be lighter in tone, but please, less talky-talky and more slashy-slashy.
Oh yeah, if you've ever wanted to know if you share a birthday with any anime characters or seiryuu, go to oocities.com/tokyo/ginza/7551/bday-index.html
Sugar: Sorry babe, but I kind of object to Brittany Spears on general principal. She can't sing a lick, and like my brother says "She'd have a fan club if she was mute." I laughed when he told me that line, for it's so true. And for the record, I also object to Christina Aguileria, Jessica Simpson, Mandy Moore, all boy bands and any other vestiges of teenage popular culture today. I'm old, so it's my right to be able to object to these things, because we did it better when we were your age. *Sticks out tongue*.
Melange: Dude, you must be hooked on Dynasty Warriors, for you haven't updated your blog in a couple of weeks now.
Air Marshall: Well, if I entered the service or got drafted, I'd get stuck in a lab making superbugs. I mean, a couple of years ago a professor was showing me a full-page ad the CIA took out looking for people with a scientific background. Oh, did I mention I'd be working in their Covert Ops division? Uh huh, 3 guesses as to what I'd be doing...No thank you, I'd like to keep my soul. Ghost Recon, you need to rent it. Very good game, but even if they are spec forces the idea of a squad of operators taking out an entire platoon of russian infantry AND armor is a little unrealistic. Especially when the armor doesn't fire its cannons at you. It is kind of nice to operate the OICW (Objective Individual Combat Weapon or "Saber") though. If you haven't heard about it, though you probably have, think of the pulse rifles from Alien with the rifle part of the weapon detachable from the grenade launcher.
Ryan: So, what is the premise of your new comic? You haven't told us anything about it yet. Don't keep us in suspense! And where are you headed for spring break? Or is it already over? Meet any cute girls over it?
Tigris: Sleep. Sleep is good. The only time you're getting enough sleep is when you get too much sleep. Case closed.
So, until I can figure out who pulled this little stunt, remember: Whatever you do wherever you do it, keep it real. Me being a scientist and all, I will give a clinical, detached observation of Vegas. I hadn't been back for awhile, and while some things change, some things stay the same. Vegas is one of those things. Vegas. Well, how can I put this... Vegas is one of the few bastions left of flagrant, obscene excess. Unashamed self-indulgence and gratification on a frightening scale set against a sea of glaring neon. It's offensive, amazing, dazzling and disgusting all at the same time. The electricity used in one night would probably be enough to power a third-world nation for quite some time. The whole city's setup to stun your senses, and it works. Restraint and self-control fly out the window unless you've tied them down with lead weights. Nothing is done halfway in Vegas. From the shows to the food, the mentality is a little bigger, a little better. Just one more pull. One more hand. One more dessert. You get the idea. But as amazing as the city can be, it's so obviously artificial. The theme hotels; Paris, Venetian, Bellagio and the like...They're not so much reflections of France and Italy as they are cariacatures. They are such...sanitized versions of those locals. The trappings and facades of those locations put on display while the heart and soul of what and where they are stripped away. About as representative of exotic locals as It's A Small World is in Disneyland of the world's different ethnicities. Don't get me wrong. I don't hate Vegas, but neither do I like it. It simpy is what it is...A mirage shimmering in the desert, beckoning to one and all... *Directs the following to follow him to the buffet line* *Sees most people turning green* And on that note, I shall end my entry for today. So, until I go back for a drive-through wedding (Yes, those really do exist in Vegas), remember: Whatever you do wherever you do it, keep it real. It's just not the same typing it as oppossed to singing it. Well, I'll be getting a short break this weekend. My folks are heading to Vegas and I'll be going with them for a change of scenery if nothing else. I don't gamble, so it's not like I'll be able to win enough money to quit work or anything, so I'll probably just relax, see the new hotels (Haven't been there in like 5 years I think), maybe swim if it's warm enough and see a comedy show or something. Besides, ethical objections aside even if I did gamble I wouldn't win. C'mon, if you've taken stats you know what I'm talking about. Gotta whole lotta money in my pocket to burn, so raise those stakes up higher. There, much better. I'll have to come into work for like an hour or 2 on Friday to finish up stuff before I go, but then I race on home and head out with my folks. I need this. My head feels like it's completely stuffed with cotton right now. As I'll be busy packing tomorrow night (And maybe sneaking in some anime depending on how fast I can pack), I don't think I'll be updating this til Monday, barring some earthshaking occurrence in my life. You know, like a certain letter waiting for me at home or something. Return to sender! Address unknown. No such person, no such zone. *Sings "Hound Dog" with the following providing backup vocals* I'm tired. Real tired. Not only physically, but worse, mentally. I'm tired of all the headaches that going along with this job. I'm tired of dreading the alarm going off every morning. I'm tired of not being able to plan my life even 6 months ahead of time at this point. I'm tired of constantly asking myself and God what job/career will it take to make me happy professionally. Why do I do this to myself? Basically, so when I'm old and grey (Or even older and greyer) I can say I tried. No regrets. Regrets are an awful thing, and they're awful heavy. I've enough in my life without trying to add more to the pile. The wear and tear's been showing. It really hit the fan this week, and people around me are starting to notice. I looked at myself in the mirror, and even to me I looked worn out. *Rubs his eyes and sighs* *Works up enough energy to answer* So, until I feel better about the state of my existence, remember: Whatever you do wherever you do it, keep it real. Okay, who can tell I'm still tired from this weekend? Pretty busy weekend. Probably the biggest event is that my younger brother just turned 27yesterday and we had some of his friends over for a barbeque.. He's only like a year and a half younger then me, so we get along pretty well. I'm not going to say we're "close", because I don't think by definition brothers are "close". And I'm not just saying that about myself&him. My male friends all have brothers, and they just tend to shoot their own way in life without keeping close tabs on the other. Our collective mentality seems to be "When our paths cross our paths cross, but otherwise he lives his life and me mine". I know that the ladies especially have a hard time understanding this (Goodness knows I've spoken to enough about it), but when there are daughters in the family that tends to draw the entire family closer together. I can't explain it any better than that. Maybe it's the macho thing, but guys don't necessarily keep track of their male siblings. We share a lot of the same interests though, which is cool, but it's odd because we're completely different in temperment. He's alot more easygoing and laid back then I am, while I'm a lot more serious and high-strung. Probably has to do with the fact I'm older and have had to take on more responsibilities. What's funny is that he's younger, but everyone thinks he's older than me. I like that. A lot. And yes, I do pity my poor mother with 3 men in the house. The countless hours of wrestling, football, basketball, hockey, baseball, NASCAR, boxing, and any other testosterone-driven pursuits she has had to endure is obscene. I do wish she had a daughter for her own sake, but personally I'm glad she didn't. I say that because as the oldest son, when my imoto would turn dating age I'd be obligated to break the legs of any guy who would come to the door to take her out, and I really didn't want to have to be the bad guy. Needless to say, in an alternate universe where I would actually want children, the same would hold true for a daughter. *Cracks his knuckles and starts feeling protective over the following in his imitable "Uncle Mike" way* So, until I scare off all my imaginary sister's suitors, remember: Whatever you do wherever you do it, keep it real. Still no word from Loma Linda, and my GTO DVD&manga hasn't arrived yet. ... Watching and waiting and muttering and hating. Today's rather cryptic tagline comes in response to Melange's blog. Don't worry faithful readers, the rest of the responses are still here where they usually are. Just seemed like taking care of Melange's this way. Dude, we talked about this a little bit last time I saw you online. And after thinking and re-reading what you wrote, I remembered a conclusion I reached a while ago. I just accepted it and carried on, but until you posted that line of thought I had forgotten about it. You, me, and any other member of a minority group who is a 2nd generation, will never, ever, be completely comfortable anywhere. I realize you may say you're not a second generation, but I'd say you're pretty close, since your father studied over here, and hence has a good familiarity with the country that he imparted to you. It's odd, a lot of my friends are first generations, fresh from Taiwan, Hong Kong, wherever. For them, they just happen to be a *Whatever* living in America, end of story. And for us, well, obviously it isn't that clear cut. You (And I daresay most of you reading this who are 2nd generation) know the problems we face when we go home to visit the "Old Country". And here, we're just another minority group (Pick your ethnicity). This stating of the obvious is part of a point I'm trying to make, albeit very badly: Who you are, what you are and where you are going is up to you to decide. We can draw on bits and pieces of our heritages and upbringings to help us. But because we're not tied to just one heritage or upbringing, we aren't bound through blind devotion like our forebears to its conventions. That's the only thing I think is good about being raised in 2 or more worlds, you can pick and choose what is good and what is bad. Deciding what is good and what is bad however, is a different story... *Looks at the following and realises most are 2nd gen* So, until I can figure out which passport to carry, remember: Whatever you do wherever you do it, keep it real. Taskete! Just got an email from Animeondvd.com. I get my stuff next week! Yeah baby! *Hangs head and berates himself for being a *)$#@!!!! idiot. You're never going to guess what happened... I entered a contest on Animeondvd, and guess what? I WON!!! I WON! I WON! Check out this link: www.animeondvd.com/interactive/contests/2002/0202con-5.htm I forgot to give them my address... ... I think I'm gonna cry. Hopefully they'll see their way clear to send it to me. But I can't hold my breath...Why the *&%@#! did I do that?!? *Shakes his head* Anyways, if you want to read a fairly intelligent article on anime and what is says about technology today, check out http://www.akadot.com/column/therev11-1.html. Pretty interesting. Going to go play Airsoft this weekend. I've got my own strike force of 20 guys to go. Man, that's a lot of testosterone in one place at one time. Tango down! *Gets the following people to vouch for him* So, until I get my GTO stuff (If I ever do), remember: Whatever you do wherever you do it, keep it real.
posted by Michael Saiyasombat on 12:12 PM | 
Monday, March 25, 2002
You gotta know when to hold 'em, know when to fold 'em, know when to walk away and know when to run. Kenny Rogers, The Gambler.
Sugar: Congrats on winning that contest sugar! Oh yeah, is Crossroads that movie with Mandy Moore? The last movie I saw is Blackhawk Down, which I loved. I tend to think most flicks aren't worth seeing, so I tend to stay away from them for the most part.
Ming-Ling: I hope your vacation's going well, and those are cool badges. And I like you Erika wall, always thought Hanabi was the star of Sakura Taisen 3, guess not. You probably don't play games, but I've always wished they'd import games like the Sakura Taisen series into the states so we can partake of the digital goodness.
Neaux:: I didn't gamble, but I did manage to marry a showgirl. Of course, when she finds out I'm broke...*Sticks out tongue*. You know, I didn't even think that the first Blade was very good. So are they going to make Blade 3? I heard rumors about that even before this one was released.
Ryan: So you're going to do a new comic? Remember, you still owe me a cameo. *Winks*
Tigris: You know, one time I was hungry after an autopsy. I wasn't bothered in the least and scarfed down my lunch.
posted by Michael Saiyasombat on 5:58 PM |
Thursday, March 21, 2002
Addendum to Tigris. No matter what I do, Blogger will not let me post my comments, so here it is: Exxxcellent. I am, obviously, Mr. Burns. And for me it's actually not too far off. We both don't like kids, we're both old codgers, but unfortunately I'm not a multi-zillionaire. And I'm glad I don't have a Smithers either. But if you're Marge, do you have that really annoying nagging voice too? *Sticks out tongue*
posted by Michael Saiyasombat on 8:45 AM |
Wednesday, March 20, 2002
Bright light city gonna set my soul, gonna set my soul on fire. Elvis, Viva Las Vegas.
Gomen. Excuse me while I remove the sequined jumpsuit and shave my sideburns.
Stop that.
Sugar: It was the same thing with the FF movie. I liked it, even though the critics hated it. Oh yeah, I started all from scratch on FF7, and I was much farther along then I thought. I got to the meteor and the ice stage. And yes, I like Tifa better too. She's prettier. *Winks*
Cynical: Hang in there kiddo. Just a few more days of tests and you'll be able to do nothing but veg for awhile. Oh wait, you do that anyways...
Kengeta: Don't know if you're still reading this ace, but I'll drop you a line and you can fill me in. If you want to, that is.
Ming-Ling: Thanks for the upate on JAS. I like the naming system on that one *Smiles*. You know, we may be adults, but it's hard to have a conscience and not to resort to simple knee-jerk reactions when you'll are charged up. And how was the calzone?
Air Marshall: Your "Hive" graphic was pretty cool dude. And I was thinking off the top of my head for new names for your blog too. Since you have Open Bolt, keep the theme going. Bolt Action, FMJ, High Capacity, The Mozambique Drill, you get the idea. And yeah dude, I really need the weekend off. And myself, I'm playing Rainbow 6 Black Thorn and Ghost Recon right now. I'd say Ghost Recon is the superior game, but because it focuses mainly on the US Army's Green Berets you don't have nearly as much choice of weaponry as I'd like.
Tigris: Exxxcellent. I am, obviously, Mr. Burns. And for me it's actually not too far off. We both don't like kids, we're both old codgers, but unfortunately I'm not a multi-zillionaire. And I'm glad I don't have a Smithers either. But if you're Marge, do you have that really annoying nagging voice too? *Sticks out tongue*
So, until I come back from Vegas and polish my Blue Suede Shoes, remember: Whatever you do wherever you do it, keep it real.
posted by Michael Saiyasombat on 11:24 AM |
Friday, March 15, 2002
I hate feeling like a rudderless ship.
Sugar: Unfortunately, people are like that. Why do the right thing when the wrong thing's so much easier? For myself, I've always swam upstream. I've never taken the path of least resistance, and you would't believe how much people wonder about that. You try to be true to yourself, and others view that as odd. It's tiring, yes. It's frustrating, yes. But at the end of the day, you've got a clear conscience. Don't give up okay?
Cynical: *Laughs*. Like we talked about yesterday, I'm so tired that I really can't appreciate that wall as much as I should, but I do appreciate it. Thanks. *Winks*. I can't say I know who she is, but get me her name&number toute suite! Rowr. Odd top she's wearing though. And boo to no Asuka scans. Boo I say.
Ming-Ling: JAK, RAS? You got me stumped. What are those? And in regards to a name, how about Pixel Sticks? You know, a take off of the 100% sugar content candy Pixie Sticks? You don't violate trademark rights with that name (I think). *Smirks*
Melange: So you told Cynical to dedicate that wall to me huh? *Raises eyebrows*. I'm touched. It's so nice to be loved. *Drips sarcasm and rolls eyes*. And what is Miho's deal? Is she or is she not a vampire? And personally I like Erika better. Then again, you probably expected that. *Sticks out tongue*
Tigris: First sugar, now caffine. I've got half a mind to stick you into de-tox young lady! But if I do, I'll need to find you something to ease those withdrawl symptoms you'll soon be going through.
posted by Michael Saiyasombat on 11:29 AM |
Monday, March 11, 2002
Waking up is bad enough. Waking up to an alarm is exquisite torture.
The Baron: Glad to hear you haven't been grounded for good ace. Unfortunately no, I still have no heard from Loma Linda yet, and I'm ready to chew through wood. Or steel. Or pick your dense, strong material. Believe you me, when I know you know.
Sugar: I'm sorry you had to go through such a headache with your presentation, but at least it is over now. Since the holidays are coming up I hope you can enjoy them. And yes, I do read every word. But as people have been commenting on lately (Besides you), sometimes the details don't seem to stick in my head. Haven't talked to you in a bit, hope you're doing okay.
Cynical: Interesting dream. Whatever anime series you were watching, stop watching it. And yeah, come up to LA with Shelby. We'll hang. Who knows, maybe we could get Ming-Ling to join us if she's not busy with her exams.
Melange: Good luck on your exams. And don't worry, if you die I'll bring you back to life. I AM a mad scientist after all.
Ming-Ling: Ditto on the exam thing. I decided against sending you any ideas, because I couldn't honestly think of anything that was original. Besides, it seems like you've got a pretty good handle on the story now anywhoo.
Neaux: Shout out to my homie who's in the hizz-ouse! I can't believe you spent all that time in traffic to go to the mall, and with no good stores to show for it either! Boo. Pop back online for a minute or two, guess I'm not the only one who hasn't heard from you for a bit. And although your new design for your blog is cool, I miss your...female...ones. Then again, that shouldn't surprise anyone huh? And I think I'm the only one who hasn't redesigned their blog. Then again, as I can't do it myself that should also be no surprise to anyone. Been watching/playing anything lately?
Ninja: After reading your blog and thinking about your career objectives, you are no longer Ninja. From here on out I will refer to you as...the Air Marshall! Hey, if you're gonna dream, dream big right? It's funny, because the USAF doesn't have Air Marshalls. As the Air Force was originally an outgrowth of the army, they kept the army ranking system, go fig.
Tigris: Okay, after reading your blog posting on Sunday I'd say you've had WAY too many cookies. That post just came across as...hyper. *Checks her blood glucose level for diabetes*. Of course, your response should be "You can NEVER have too many cookies!". Let's just say once you get to be my age you'll start changing your tune...and your pants size if you still think that way.
posted by Michael Saiyasombat on 3:13 PM |
Thursday, March 07, 2002
Those who have their feet in 2 lands belong to neither.
Cynical: I agree with you on Love Hina. It's mediocre at best, but I do so love Kitsune! Rowr. *Winks*. And about not having friends...It happens. People grow up, people assume new responsibilities and experience new sides to life, and those of us who aren't there for the ride feel a bit left behind. It's natural, and yes it's a little sad. I'm still trying to cope with the fact I have next to no single friends anymore, and it's hard. What you need to do, and what I'm trying to work on, is finding a new group of people. Easier said then done I know (Boy, am I stating the obvious today), but life's too short to spend lonely and isolated.
Ming-Ling: Read your story idea, interesting. It's hard to not fall back into easy plot conventions isn't it? I've always wanted to write something myself, but it always came off sounding hackneyed and rehashed to myself. Not saying yours is, but I understand your struggle in trying to work through those conventions. I won't put up my ideas since you didn't ask for unwanted and probably lousy ideas, but if you want I'll throw a couple of your way. If not, hey, can't blame you. Who'd want to listen to me anyways? *Smirks*
Neaux: Dude, where you been? Haven't seen hide nor hair of you for awhile now. And everyone's going nuts cause a new mall's opening? Hhhmm... Maybe they'll have a Tower Records if you're lucky, they have a pretty good anime selection there too. And no new captions?
Ryan: I forgot to tell you, I like Saito on your blog. He's one BAAADDDD MoFo.
Tigris: Well, more Maison Ikkoku walls wouldn't be a bad thing. Us old timers still like the series. *Grins*
posted by Michael Saiyasombat on 8:49 AM |
Friday, March 01, 2002
Appendix:
posted by Michael Saiyasombat on 11:56 AM |
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!
Scroll down to the third entry. That name look familar?
*Stunned grin and elation turns into horror*
*Whimpers*
I fired off an email to the webmaster, begging him to compare my original email and IP to the one I just sent off with my address in it.
^^$#@$%!!!
It's not often I win something. and I just blew it.
Kengeta: You know, when I first started hearing that song I hated it, now it's grown on me. And I have no idea why, because that chick can't sing.
Melange: That's one freaky dream.
Ryan: You wanna be roomies at Ninja U? I'm not sure you should enroll in the stealth class though. I'm afraid you'd be trying to peek in all the girl's dorm rooms *Pokes Ryan in the ribs*
Tigris: You know, I actually liked the Maison Ikkoku walls more! *Winks* I love that series. And man, if I was you I'd want to blow up those guys in that apartment too.
posted by Michael Saiyasombat on 9:41 AM |
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