Man I need help! I really didn't want to do this well on this test... Damn I'm just that far gone!
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Thursday, April 27, 2006
Monday, April 24, 2006
Music II
Ok my musical taste comes from about everyone I’ve ever met. At any early age my mom thought classical would do something good for me. She would go out and get albums that she knew nothing about and make me listen to them (probably to preoccupy me from bothering her. We had no TV). To this day I will be in the car with K and he’ll be listening to something and I’ll be like “hey I know this song, its Chopin or Haydn, Bach (one of the Bach’s anyway) Mozart”, you get the idea. Being that I am from the Deep South, he usually takes a minute to stare at me and moves on. K is from another country and he’s quite educated in many things, He’s also an artist with a love of self expression. His musical knowledge is at least twice that of mine, at least that. So anyway
While my mothers plan was classical my brothers was Eric Clapton, Black Sabbath,
AC DC, Kiss, Fleetwood, Hendrix, Beatles, and hell even some Country music. Basically, they had me listening to all the music from the 60’s and 70’s. Greg even had me on Richard Pryor and Steve Martin. When we moved to Houston, new friends gave me blues music.
Hell with this… It’s dragging, Time to sum up, Classical, Blues, R&B, Rock, Metal, Rap (gangsta and hip hop), Pop (although I won’t admit to it in person), Comedy, blah, blah, blah. Not really any country aside from some 70’s stuff. Mostly Willie. And The Gambler. O and yes Jazz,Techno and Some Punk (note: Being a punk band means playing 3 songs over and over again or having all your fans call you a sell out) too.
(What the hell was my point to this?)
So more than likely I won’t have the same taste as any other creature on the planet. But F it check out this for nothing more than the sake of doing as you’re told,
Black Light Burns Wes borland and several others.Gothic, Industrial
Flyleaf Ok I just dig this, it's what Avril Lavigne begs god to be at night. Mosley shit's music better than Avril's best. Normally I'm against female teenage rock vocalist, I hate Avril she killed Sum 41. But I dig Mosley
Jonathan Coulton I know a code monkey, beside's we all need to lighten up sometimes.
There's also an artist named Sway from england (rap) that I can't find a link to. So there
is my new suggestions.
Normally I would list mor3 but it's early A M.
L8R D out.
I also like the new Rob Zombie, nothing like that of old but "100 Ways" does something cool for me.
While my mothers plan was classical my brothers was Eric Clapton, Black Sabbath,
AC DC, Kiss, Fleetwood, Hendrix, Beatles, and hell even some Country music. Basically, they had me listening to all the music from the 60’s and 70’s. Greg even had me on Richard Pryor and Steve Martin. When we moved to Houston, new friends gave me blues music.
Hell with this… It’s dragging, Time to sum up, Classical, Blues, R&B, Rock, Metal, Rap (gangsta and hip hop), Pop (although I won’t admit to it in person), Comedy, blah, blah, blah. Not really any country aside from some 70’s stuff. Mostly Willie. And The Gambler. O and yes Jazz,Techno and Some Punk (note: Being a punk band means playing 3 songs over and over again or having all your fans call you a sell out) too.
(What the hell was my point to this?)
So more than likely I won’t have the same taste as any other creature on the planet. But F it check out this for nothing more than the sake of doing as you’re told,
Black Light Burns Wes borland and several others.Gothic, Industrial
Flyleaf Ok I just dig this, it's what Avril Lavigne begs god to be at night. Mosley shit's music better than Avril's best. Normally I'm against female teenage rock vocalist, I hate Avril she killed Sum 41. But I dig Mosley
Jonathan Coulton I know a code monkey, beside's we all need to lighten up sometimes.
There's also an artist named Sway from england (rap) that I can't find a link to. So there
is my new suggestions.
Normally I would list mor3 but it's early A M.
L8R D out.
I also like the new Rob Zombie, nothing like that of old but "100 Ways" does something cool for me.
Thursday, April 20, 2006
Last Straw
(Hint if your starting here go to Spelling problem, and read from there up. it will make sense that way.)
So I’m at the meeting at the ISD when everyone else is at school, well what me had for friends at least. I’m sitting outside wit copper who is waiting to take me someplace else (I was suppose to pack clothes, mom said F that) it was to take 30 minutes I know that cause the nice pig told me. Several hours later the meeting ends. This is what I figured out / was told about what happened inside.
The school was like that ass is ours, yo he be gone! Or we press charges! Moms was like really… lets talk about sueing and the like:
A: my son played football without proper equipment which was known by his coach. (No actually he didn’t know) then later when Darrell say “me legs hurts coach” coach say “be a man and walk it off” then we do squats. 6 weeks go by then mom takes me to doctor. Doc say he broke hip BADLY, and it already regrowing wrong! (She had been using this for a while now to hold off the 24/7 plan. But never really meant she’d sue. We don’t sue, not sure why, we just don’t)
B: mom had come to bring am food for lunch when he zombie and gotten locked in room for 20 minutes waiting for someone to come by, then they had to get someone with a key. (She never really thought much about it. Hell she locked me in my room all the time) but at the meeting she needed it so she threw it out there, Dr. S said he had been in the same sit. before and was told I did something to the lock. Need less to say this was illegal. Minors are not to be locked in a closet in case of fire. It came down to this
I would leave the school district, my parents would move else where and not sue the ISD would not press charges (fire thing, which was really the only thing they could kinda prove) and not mention the whole crazy thing in my transfer papers. They all agreed.
A lot happened after that when I moved but I never really was good at the school thing again and thus my SpelLiNg Problem
So I’m at the meeting at the ISD when everyone else is at school, well what me had for friends at least. I’m sitting outside wit copper who is waiting to take me someplace else (I was suppose to pack clothes, mom said F that) it was to take 30 minutes I know that cause the nice pig told me. Several hours later the meeting ends. This is what I figured out / was told about what happened inside.
The school was like that ass is ours, yo he be gone! Or we press charges! Moms was like really… lets talk about sueing and the like:
A: my son played football without proper equipment which was known by his coach. (No actually he didn’t know) then later when Darrell say “me legs hurts coach” coach say “be a man and walk it off” then we do squats. 6 weeks go by then mom takes me to doctor. Doc say he broke hip BADLY, and it already regrowing wrong! (She had been using this for a while now to hold off the 24/7 plan. But never really meant she’d sue. We don’t sue, not sure why, we just don’t)
B: mom had come to bring am food for lunch when he zombie and gotten locked in room for 20 minutes waiting for someone to come by, then they had to get someone with a key. (She never really thought much about it. Hell she locked me in my room all the time) but at the meeting she needed it so she threw it out there, Dr. S said he had been in the same sit. before and was told I did something to the lock. Need less to say this was illegal. Minors are not to be locked in a closet in case of fire. It came down to this
I would leave the school district, my parents would move else where and not sue the ISD would not press charges (fire thing, which was really the only thing they could kinda prove) and not mention the whole crazy thing in my transfer papers. They all agreed.
A lot happened after that when I moved but I never really was good at the school thing again and thus my SpelLiNg Problem
Duece
Deuce, things be normal for most of fall. Me go meeting, Mom tell me be sane, me gree. Honestly combo A made me sleep lot, Don’t really member all much. Think might be ora gin of Bart. (K knows) sometime after January mom scream at Docs about me zombie. Me stare lot! Dr Neal agrue that be fine. Dr. S say NO!! me no need be zombie he fix.
Combo B! (best if you could listen to Down with the sickness by Richard Cheese for this part, really look for it first, I’ll wait…)
Ok the old combo made me sleep, new combo didn’t at ALL. EVER AGAIN! I KNEW THIS WAS NOT GOOD! But it was fun so I faked sleep. Much like I fake intelligence. I saw things, I talked to them, hell me have convo wit God, face to face in what Dr.S called a dream but since darrell did not sleep me know he lie. I started skipping school me figured they not mind, me wrong cop say they mind lots. Mom scream, dad scream still no ice cream. Mom noticed “signs” something wrong wit child. Mom ask doc what he do to me. (Dr.S was the only one of them she did like) he say he seems closer to ok, than zombie. She say him up something, I think he not sleeping, because he sneak out allnight then go school, come home run around house till bed then repeat. I went through several “safety” locks to keep me indoors: nails in the windows, alarms etc. I had killer plans. The thing that busted me eventually was that my body started show’n signs of my lack o sleep. Thus another Dr got involved (real doc not head doc) and he say he need sleep no more combo b. some new combo of A and B was made A at school B at home. this combo drove me way past that line that the school had already said was not acceptable. We not speak bout much that happened for nex 3 months it ended in may wit a fire. Not going there. check wit K or mom. Fire was the last time I went to a certain school District. Their was this meeting see… It be at the main Isd building and involved all Docs and Mom and law, even a lawyer or several. This would be when they thought they owed my butt and pushed for the 24/7 plan… but yo that not be in da cards
Combo B! (best if you could listen to Down with the sickness by Richard Cheese for this part, really look for it first, I’ll wait…)
Ok the old combo made me sleep, new combo didn’t at ALL. EVER AGAIN! I KNEW THIS WAS NOT GOOD! But it was fun so I faked sleep. Much like I fake intelligence. I saw things, I talked to them, hell me have convo wit God, face to face in what Dr.S called a dream but since darrell did not sleep me know he lie. I started skipping school me figured they not mind, me wrong cop say they mind lots. Mom scream, dad scream still no ice cream. Mom noticed “signs” something wrong wit child. Mom ask doc what he do to me. (Dr.S was the only one of them she did like) he say he seems closer to ok, than zombie. She say him up something, I think he not sleeping, because he sneak out allnight then go school, come home run around house till bed then repeat. I went through several “safety” locks to keep me indoors: nails in the windows, alarms etc. I had killer plans. The thing that busted me eventually was that my body started show’n signs of my lack o sleep. Thus another Dr got involved (real doc not head doc) and he say he need sleep no more combo b. some new combo of A and B was made A at school B at home. this combo drove me way past that line that the school had already said was not acceptable. We not speak bout much that happened for nex 3 months it ended in may wit a fire. Not going there. check wit K or mom. Fire was the last time I went to a certain school District. Their was this meeting see… It be at the main Isd building and involved all Docs and Mom and law, even a lawyer or several. This would be when they thought they owed my butt and pushed for the 24/7 plan… but yo that not be in da cards
SpeLling Problem
Ok, it was pointed out to me (about 400 times (no I don’t think even ten people read this) that my grammar, spelling and general writing ability is that of a 7th grader. So let me explain as to why that may be the case.
Me take time 2 talk life story bout I life (see didn’t even have to try). Born things great for a time,.!! Then skip crap about none topic related thing? Good’m kiddie till 7th grade# Me football guy/ me play on teIam (F U there is an I) me um have sex = DOWNHILL!!!! (yes with someone else, screw you all, it was a girl). Me not wear pads n game. Me break am bones! Me get doctor cut I he get new car me get 6 weeks in bed. Ok me suppose to be in traction 6 months (really not my fault if they really wanted me in it the entire time they wouldn’t have made it into a game. I get out, they run in scream and raise their hands and chase me around yelling “Stop running the bone’s not set!” I’m getting side tracked. Done) so one week later I’m outside helping my brother chase ass. Damn it!!! I might “Week Later Me Chase Buutt wit Bro Spring me go school back. (damn this word grammar check!!!) Me talk girl Ex friend, now bitch of friend best^ (Doug, for those who know him (Don’t worry Karma got him back) friends and Coach not like Darrell (may or may not be justified).
Summer… Things happen, none good!
We ( not a mistake) return to school, September not good, October school call mom./ Meeting go som’thin like this, he crazy need doc, no doc no school. Moms say Screw u he fine. School say Hell No! etc ! Me at doctor getting head check and find out me get 2 docs one out of school? One in school (Dr. Neal I mention her because I hate her, the other doctor I don’t blame) So here be the law as it be given to usJ !
1 Darrell will attend 3 sessions with Dr.S Tuesday, Wednesday, and Friday after school. Monday and Thursday Doc pick me up at 11am and be doc’ing us till 1pm return me school!
2. Dr.S give me drug combo A! n later com B
3! Dr. Neal (works for school) watch me while in school. Although school decide to help Darrell prepare for us future by locking Us in little white room. (I’m not even joking about any of this!!) I get school work by the Teach bring’n it to Doc and Doc giving it to me. No one else allowed in room. (Again may or may not be warranted by something I may or may not have done while on a vay kay in the school halls after picking…mmm magically opening door in white room.)
4 We allowed to leave school at 4:15.. School out at 3:30 me not allowed near norms. Me get there latered trhough so all good guess.
5. Dr Neal and Dr. S must meet once a week to discuss if D be allowed to continue school or be moved to *Better* for him needs school. (My mom was not having it, She can be quite forceful when need be, she was having her own problems which I was not helping with but there was no way in hell I would be locked up 24/7 in a “better school”. She did take a lot of shit for me. Thanks Mom)
(If you’re wondering, yes I was that far gone. I educated my self through 8th grade classes. If you’re thinking if he was really that fucked up he’d have no choice, and the school would force him to attend the “better school”. You’ve already read the evidence as to why that got blocked. It does come up later in the “Last Straw” blog. Check back for that) (o and the limp I have from time to time comes from lack of sitting in traction)
6. We get meeting with district Doctor once a month to prove sane or not. Actually it was prove dangerous or not. … Check back for Part 2 of “spelling problem”
Me take time 2 talk life story bout I life (see didn’t even have to try). Born things great for a time,.!! Then skip crap about none topic related thing? Good’m kiddie till 7th grade# Me football guy/ me play on teIam (F U there is an I) me um have sex = DOWNHILL!!!! (yes with someone else, screw you all, it was a girl). Me not wear pads n game. Me break am bones! Me get doctor cut I he get new car me get 6 weeks in bed. Ok me suppose to be in traction 6 months (really not my fault if they really wanted me in it the entire time they wouldn’t have made it into a game. I get out, they run in scream and raise their hands and chase me around yelling “Stop running the bone’s not set!” I’m getting side tracked. Done) so one week later I’m outside helping my brother chase ass. Damn it!!! I might “Week Later Me Chase Buutt wit Bro Spring me go school back. (damn this word grammar check!!!) Me talk girl Ex friend, now bitch of friend best^ (Doug, for those who know him (Don’t worry Karma got him back) friends and Coach not like Darrell (may or may not be justified).
Summer… Things happen, none good!
We ( not a mistake) return to school, September not good, October school call mom./ Meeting go som’thin like this, he crazy need doc, no doc no school. Moms say Screw u he fine. School say Hell No! etc ! Me at doctor getting head check and find out me get 2 docs one out of school? One in school (Dr. Neal I mention her because I hate her, the other doctor I don’t blame) So here be the law as it be given to usJ !
1 Darrell will attend 3 sessions with Dr.S Tuesday, Wednesday, and Friday after school. Monday and Thursday Doc pick me up at 11am and be doc’ing us till 1pm return me school!
2. Dr.S give me drug combo A! n later com B
3! Dr. Neal (works for school) watch me while in school. Although school decide to help Darrell prepare for us future by locking Us in little white room. (I’m not even joking about any of this!!) I get school work by the Teach bring’n it to Doc and Doc giving it to me. No one else allowed in room. (Again may or may not be warranted by something I may or may not have done while on a vay kay in the school halls after picking…mmm magically opening door in white room.)
4 We allowed to leave school at 4:15.. School out at 3:30 me not allowed near norms. Me get there latered trhough so all good guess.
5. Dr Neal and Dr. S must meet once a week to discuss if D be allowed to continue school or be moved to *Better* for him needs school. (My mom was not having it, She can be quite forceful when need be, she was having her own problems which I was not helping with but there was no way in hell I would be locked up 24/7 in a “better school”. She did take a lot of shit for me. Thanks Mom)
(If you’re wondering, yes I was that far gone. I educated my self through 8th grade classes. If you’re thinking if he was really that fucked up he’d have no choice, and the school would force him to attend the “better school”. You’ve already read the evidence as to why that got blocked. It does come up later in the “Last Straw” blog. Check back for that) (o and the limp I have from time to time comes from lack of sitting in traction)
6. We get meeting with district Doctor once a month to prove sane or not. Actually it was prove dangerous or not. … Check back for Part 2 of “spelling problem”
Wednesday, April 19, 2006
The Geek Master
Let this post be a warning, to all who would dare challenge Garrick in the ways of Geek Fu. You are truly no match! First we must look at what skills the master uses in his Fu.
The Knowledge
Star Wars: I could go on for hours telling you his Lucas prowess but I am already 30 and I smoke, I won’t live that long so let me some this up. If you know about it, it’s cause he told you. He has a Millennium Falcon server, and has taught his daughter more about star wars than any other geek I’ve meet. Let’s just not go there, it’s not pretty. One day the therapy cost will make it seem… let’s move on
Dungeons and Dragon (RPG’S in general): I’ve played many a game with many a DM or GM who thought they were masters at their craft. They all look like cool kids dabbling in RPGs compared to his abilities. As a player of a 20th level monk I can’t even assume I can take the 1st level goblin out and live through it. God forbid I actually find gold on it, because if ever I decide not to carry it with me for an hour I can be sure something (realistic, and that’s the kicker) happened to it. Really I’m not joking; with most DMs it would be something stupid, where I can at least argue that the Dm is just being pissy. Not so with the master, he just points out the one thing you missed in the description and exposes your gold to it. Also again, this is but a fraction of his RPG skills, no matter the system, or the story if ever he wants he it to be, it’s broken
Computers: not even going to bother, try him… you were warned, try not to embarrass yourself. Let me save you some time, “Yes he’s cert’d in it”. My point in a nutshell, Shakespeare via leet speak!
Ok, let’s say you got a plan, you know something new, or you got Crazy Fu.
Not enough, aside from the knowledge I just didn’t feel like writing down, Token, FireFly, Naria, Harry Potter, etc. you have to get past the daughter problem. Why is this a problem you might ask. It means he’s had sex! (I know, I know, believe me when I say this, His Wife is Hotness. Although honesty she’s just with him for his looks) plus she actually lets him invite other geeks to his house, it gets worse… She cooks for them (yes she’s also a good cook, and has tried her best to make her daughter turn out normal. I would guess its very time consuming, with all the work he does to corrupt her) and has yet to lock the door and pull the ole “no ones home” when the geeks come around. By the by, no she’s normal... er. She did marry him so I’m not making any promises; there is a weird obsession with small plastic skeletons.
But all of this, you (hey it could happen) may surpass, but then you will make a mistake. You see Geek Fu is the knowledge of some things and the lack of all that is not geek. Someone could say “hey hand me that sawzall” or “did you see the game last night?” or even “can you believe Paris Hilton?” and to these things you could answer. Whereas the Master would simply give you a blank stare and ask “there was a game last night? Did anyone level up?”
I bow to you Garrick the Geek Fu Master!
O I forgot one of my favorites! We all listen to podcast right? But do you listen to podcast of D&D games?? He does!
Do yourself a favor, relax, take a drink and hit the link marked Garrick... I could do a blog about his blog and it would probably be better than the one I'm doing now. He's just that... well see for yourself.
The Knowledge
Star Wars: I could go on for hours telling you his Lucas prowess but I am already 30 and I smoke, I won’t live that long so let me some this up. If you know about it, it’s cause he told you. He has a Millennium Falcon server, and has taught his daughter more about star wars than any other geek I’ve meet. Let’s just not go there, it’s not pretty. One day the therapy cost will make it seem… let’s move on
Dungeons and Dragon (RPG’S in general): I’ve played many a game with many a DM or GM who thought they were masters at their craft. They all look like cool kids dabbling in RPGs compared to his abilities. As a player of a 20th level monk I can’t even assume I can take the 1st level goblin out and live through it. God forbid I actually find gold on it, because if ever I decide not to carry it with me for an hour I can be sure something (realistic, and that’s the kicker) happened to it. Really I’m not joking; with most DMs it would be something stupid, where I can at least argue that the Dm is just being pissy. Not so with the master, he just points out the one thing you missed in the description and exposes your gold to it. Also again, this is but a fraction of his RPG skills, no matter the system, or the story if ever he wants he it to be, it’s broken
Computers: not even going to bother, try him… you were warned, try not to embarrass yourself. Let me save you some time, “Yes he’s cert’d in it”. My point in a nutshell, Shakespeare via leet speak!
Ok, let’s say you got a plan, you know something new, or you got Crazy Fu.
Not enough, aside from the knowledge I just didn’t feel like writing down, Token, FireFly, Naria, Harry Potter, etc. you have to get past the daughter problem. Why is this a problem you might ask. It means he’s had sex! (I know, I know, believe me when I say this, His Wife is Hotness. Although honesty she’s just with him for his looks) plus she actually lets him invite other geeks to his house, it gets worse… She cooks for them (yes she’s also a good cook, and has tried her best to make her daughter turn out normal. I would guess its very time consuming, with all the work he does to corrupt her) and has yet to lock the door and pull the ole “no ones home” when the geeks come around. By the by, no she’s normal... er. She did marry him so I’m not making any promises; there is a weird obsession with small plastic skeletons.
But all of this, you (hey it could happen) may surpass, but then you will make a mistake. You see Geek Fu is the knowledge of some things and the lack of all that is not geek. Someone could say “hey hand me that sawzall” or “did you see the game last night?” or even “can you believe Paris Hilton?” and to these things you could answer. Whereas the Master would simply give you a blank stare and ask “there was a game last night? Did anyone level up?”
I bow to you Garrick the Geek Fu Master!
O I forgot one of my favorites! We all listen to podcast right? But do you listen to podcast of D&D games?? He does!
Do yourself a favor, relax, take a drink and hit the link marked Garrick... I could do a blog about his blog and it would probably be better than the one I'm doing now. He's just that... well see for yourself.
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