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Tuesday, May 24, 2011

Not One Of Those One Entry Blogs

This blog has only 12 posts, 43 comments and 2 pages - but it possess great memories.  Memories that I won't forget - me feverishly typing to meet my deadlines, me not doing anything, me regretting not doing anything.  This blog gave me structure in a time of complacent boredom, there is nothing wrong with that, but now that I am back to a life wracked with structure I have no need of it, and that is why I haven't been writing.  The Blog is dead, long live the blog.  This is my final post, and I wanted to note that, while this blog only has 12 entries, I think I achieved something. I had fun writing each and every post for my large following of 2 people, it filled my time with something that wasn't work, that let me do things I wanted to do.  This blog was the genesis of my now broader thought process, and it has assisted me in my life outside of the blog-o-sphere.  To my other friends who might see this post, this might seem weird to them, but it is not some odd psycho-babbling of mine, it is a means to finality.  I made this blog to not be a one post blog, and it isn't, but my commitment has wavered.  This Circular reasoning could continue for two millennia so I'm going to finish up by saying:  I'm living while I live, and so should you.  


This is Colin, signing off.

Saturday, April 30, 2011

Day 3: Happiness


From the title you can probably gather that I am linking a song that makes me happy.  Here it is.

Friday, April 29, 2011

I Was Bored... I Am Bored, But I Was Too

So today was a day of inaction.  I didn't go for a jog with my friend Drugz, I forget if I already mentioned this but it needs re-mentioning because that is what made me not do anything.  I had planned to do that and only that today, wake up at noon, and go out for some of the afternoon, but I didn't so instead of coming up with something else to do I basically sat at my computer all afternoon.

I did go out for about ten minutes this evening to pick out an awesome tie, which is awesome.  In the upcoming future I will be wearing it at our schools Jazz Night, which I am involved in, obviously (if it isn't obvious you need to get you logic-system (a.k.a. BRAIN) checked out (by a specialist, not a monkey)).  Anyway I'm in both the jazz choir and the junior jazz band.  I am proud of half of that statement.

Anywho, I was still not completing my drama homework, writing a monologue.  My monologue, due tuesday and being performed Wednesday, isn't very far along.  Right now I know that I am going to be british, and i am also going to be dead.  I am going to be giving my eulogy, as a dead person.  My idea is that death presents some form of mental catharsis (I prefer "katharsis" but my spell checker is annoying me) that allows the character (me) to tell people the truth, unlike he did in his real life.  He is going to have been (tense craziness, this is what Doctor Who fans write like all the time)  a very self-centered, untrustworthy, and morally unprincipled person.  My theory is that our character in death is different than in life, as society paralyzes our mind's ability to fully apply morality due to the ever pragmatic outlook of gain and loss. He feels obligated to share the truth even though the people attending the funeral, it my be as some form of "pearly gates meets survivor judgement,"  I haven't quite decided.  So the angle I am planning on coming from when he is talking is that for the first third of the monologue he will be writing a eulogy (the audience won't know that it is the characters), he will ponder phrases commonly said for eulogies and notice the commonality that these are often untrue and are used as a shield for true emotion.  In the next two thirds, the person presenting his actual monologue will be onstage, saying the monologue as if he was mute.  My character will then begin talking about who he really is, almost making a mockery of the person onstage who he knows cares not for him.

And let this be a lesson for the world outside, nothing is more than it seems, I came into this blog post with no ideas besides I was bored and needed something to do.  You know what I ended up with when I finished:  boredom! ha, beat that, I own, you... all? Never mind, I'll leave you all with an odd poem of oddness.  (Yes it is a Garden of Eden thing, but I'm not religious, I just kind of like the idea of the consequences of enjoyment (they should make a video game about that).)

I walked in a forest of many trees,
These many trees bore many fruits.
And many people wandered here,
So many fruits were picked.

Each luscious fruit bore many dreams,
And with each taste a dream was made.
And with each dream a mind was born,
Each mind created the future.
And in this future we eat fruit.  

Day # 2 and Boredom


Day #2 of the challenge is you least favorite song, I wouldn't say that I have one least favorite song, I really have many, but this one was the funniest to rant about.  Justin Bieber is a poser, he creates a bad name for girls everywhere.  

And I'm beginning to lose interest in this blog but I will keep it up, I am almost certain it is just because of the break.  I was supposed to go out for a "jog" with Drugz today but the weather isn't looking to pleasant.  

That is all for now, stay tuned for Action News at 11.

Thursday, April 28, 2011

Boredom Is A Form Of Insanity In Some Nations

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO A CHALLENGE!! (Said all japanese-warrior-y)(speaking of japanese-warrior-y)
I saw a challenge on my friend's (let's call him Drugz) blog.  Drugz is doing a 30 day challenge all about music and because I am awesome I have decided to also do this.


day 01 – your favorite song
day 02 – your least favorite song
day 03 – a song that makes you happy
day 04 – a song that makes you sad
day 05 – a song that reminds you of someone
day 06 – a song that reminds you of somewhere
day 07 – a song that reminds you of a certain event
day 08 – a song that you know all the words to
day 09 – a song that you can dance to
day 10 – a song that makes you fall asleep
day 11 – a song from your favorite band
day 12 – a song from a band you hate
day 13 – a song that is a guilty pleasure
day 14 – a song that no one would expect you to love
day 15 – a song that describes you
day 16 – a song that you used to love but now hate
day 17 – a song that you hear often on the radio
day 18 – a song that you wish you heard on the radio
day 19 – a song from your favorite album
day 20 – a song that you listen to when you’re angry
day 21 – a song that you listen to when you’re happy
day 22 – a song that you listen to when you’re sad
day 23 – a song that you want to play at your wedding
day 24 – a song that you want to play at your funeral
day 25 – a song that makes you laugh
day 26 – a song that you can play on an instrument
day 27 – a song that you wish you could play
day 28 – a song that makes you feel guilty
day 29 – a song from your childhood
day 30 – your favorite song at this time last year



muah ha ha: here is day 1's song:  (note this song is subject to change every few weeks)

Exploring The Sci-fi-verse

In is post I am going to talk about science fiction television, namely, Doctor Who and Sanctuary. Why? Because on my friend's (let's call her Crazy Stalker Person) blog Sanctuary is improperly represented (okay it is represented well, but i disagree with some statements). and Doctor Who is crazy as batshit. (I thank my friend, Plane Dude, for the term batshit).

so let's start with 5 reasons I hate the Doctor Who reboot:

1. Rose Tyler - the doctor is not as crazy awesome as you think, David tennant told you that, go away you self-righteous love-monkey.

2. David Tennant's attitude - towards the end of the tenth doctor's tenure the doctor is lame. He just goes on and on about how he is supposed to be alone, he likes it that way. You know what I have to say to that? "If your so depressed, go cut yourself! oh wait you'll just regenerate, sucks to be you. Ha ha."

3. The plot twist at the end of The Impossible Astronaut part 1 - Steven Moffat a writer who ?i used to respect is now a total moron. He wrote a script where Amy was supposed to tell the doctor that he was going to die, she keeps saying, "there is something I need to tell him" over and over again. She finally remembers... Or so the audience thinks, you know what the surprise actually is? " [she's] pregnant." My immediate thought: "I hate you, go die, I hope the evil astronaut child eats your face off."

4. Matt Smith is stupid - he goes around and talks while somebody else, namely River, does the important stuff.

5. Finally, River Song - God, I hate that woman. I imagine that babies cry at the sound of her name. She steals the plot and she was only in one episode before the 6th season, now she is in every episode. And do you know what happened in that one episode before the sixth season, she died (applause). But Moffat had to bring her back, couldn't leave well enough alone, and now they might as well call the show Doctor Song, not Doctor Who. I think I've hated on her enough... Who am I kidding? I'm just getting started, but I'll save the rest for another post.

Sanctuary: Why Crazy Stalker Person Is Wrong

Okay, so she isn't entirely wrong, just mostly wrong. Crazy Stalker Person is under the impression that Nikola Tesla and Magnus are the best characters on the show. Incorrect! in fact the two supreme characters are John Druitt (a.k.a. JACK THE GODDAMN FUCKING RIPPER) and Bigfoot, who are played by the same actor, but none the less. John Druitt is awesome because he is everything that Tesla isn't: he's loyal, and helpful, and chivalrous while Tesla just traps the Sanctuary team in random places looking for stuff that will make him less stupid than he already is (not likely). In summary: Tesla=jackass, Druitt=JACK THE GODDAMN FUCKING RIPPER. So now onto why Bigfoot is better than Magnus. Amanda Tapping is annoying, you watch her and think "Good going Miss Try-to-hard" she seems super smart and able but most of the time she just delegates stuff to Will, Henry, and Kate while she goes to conferences. But Bigfoot is a gentle giant, he is super huge but he does the dusting, he spruces up the Sanctuary with flowers and junk and he actually cares about abnormals - because he is one. Magnus is like, "their endangered I must care about them" but Bigfoot is, "I understand their pain, I must help them." It is the difference between helping children in Africa because you want them to live a better life or because you will eventually study them to see what you can learn. So in summation; Magnus=greedy, Biggy=caring. Sanctuary is pretty awesome though, on that point I agree.

Wednesday, April 27, 2011

Do You Know The Music Man? 1

it is the first day of "Do You Know The Music Man?" The link will be at the end of this post and hopefully my readership will eny it, I do personally, but I'm musically strange. Let me tell you why I like this music. It all started with an activity in English class, we had to determine the meaning of songs, one of the songs was Furr. ?i suppose I became subconsciously attached to it as it is in all of the genius recommendations of every iTunes song ?i have downloaded since, including this one. I love the guitar part in this song, and the singer does some crazy stuff. Like crazy batshit stuff. The voice is hypnotic it is so awesome. I just get giddy thinking about posting it. Well, enough of my rambling here it is. Have a good listen and comment on what you thought!