Sunday, October 12, 2008
Tuesday, September 9, 2008
maaz walked up the river while he looked for a path into the forest, after a while he found a overgrown place where it seemed like a path had been, maybe this way would get him out of here?
as he walked deeper into the jungle night fell, wasn't it noon just a while ago? whatever it was the path got harder and harder to follow, until eventually he was just making his way between trees
after a while of being lost in the woods he sees lights in a clearing, people were talking about something, sounded like food? or... no... hunting maybe? killing? he didn't want to be caught up with whatever they were talking about he started to walk away but tripped on one of the tree roots and hit his head on a rock with a loud gasp, the world around him faded out...
the prisoner was asleep in the cage when i heard the noise come from the woods, our facility wasnt anything big but this guy was found snooping around here and we had to keep him in the prison, i heard a yell in the woods and my superior officer told me to go check it out. it was this guy and i had no clue how he had gotten all wet or what he had hit his head on, but orders are orders...
drevor woke up in the middle of the night to a loud gasp it seemed as though he was the only one who heard it because everyone else was asleep. one torch was still on giving him just enough light to see that the man with the machete had fallen asleep against the cage, he thought for a while if taking a weapon while being in a cage was a good idea. this was his only chance he could see to get out of this situation and take the idol to-
was the guy waking up? did he just move? Now's the time do or die!
he reached out of the cage for the machete...
sverrej wasn't going to stand for this, this was the last time, he pulled out the...
derby ticket. this was all of his money, he had to pay back the mob because if he didn't he would surely be killed he opened the ticket, the winning horses name printed on it. he had won he was now out of debt and with the amount of money he had won he could even escape this shitty life he had! he charted the flight to a far away country. he sat on the plane for the flight,
nothing weird, well, until he got that phone call from the loan shark,
no how could they why me
when he got off the plane he searched his bag to make sure that the instructions he had gotten were, god forbid, right. all he had to do according to the man, laughing Larry they called him, everything seemed to be a joke at this point, was to fire the gun 3 times. he didn't know why all he knew was that this was his last chance to escape his horrible life. he walked to the security guards are beads of sweat ran down his forehead,he shot at one of the guards, bang, shot at the metal detector, bang, shot at himse-
the door to the waiting room opened. the guard had finally come back to give bushwakko his things but it seemed like perfect timing, well perfect in the worst sense of the word that is, no sooner had he opened the door had the shooting started. the guard turned and ran towards the place where the metal detectors were leaving the door open. another loud bang was heard, even this deep into the airports bowels it was loud bushwakko got up and walked to the door to see what was going on, or was it more just to get out of this god damn airport, the third bang had been the loudest but it was the waiting room that had heard it, bushwakko had left, gotten on the elevator and was on his way out of this place, even if he didnt have any money or his luggage he knew this was a one way trip, he played with the coins in his pocket as the light shined on him and he started walking towards the city.
it wasnt soon after he had left that he walked into the hotel coral essex on the beach, he checked in under the name Rocko Mores went to room 14.
the last person he wanted to see was in there when he opened the door...
as he walked deeper into the jungle night fell, wasn't it noon just a while ago? whatever it was the path got harder and harder to follow, until eventually he was just making his way between trees
after a while of being lost in the woods he sees lights in a clearing, people were talking about something, sounded like food? or... no... hunting maybe? killing? he didn't want to be caught up with whatever they were talking about he started to walk away but tripped on one of the tree roots and hit his head on a rock with a loud gasp, the world around him faded out...
the prisoner was asleep in the cage when i heard the noise come from the woods, our facility wasnt anything big but this guy was found snooping around here and we had to keep him in the prison, i heard a yell in the woods and my superior officer told me to go check it out. it was this guy and i had no clue how he had gotten all wet or what he had hit his head on, but orders are orders...
drevor woke up in the middle of the night to a loud gasp it seemed as though he was the only one who heard it because everyone else was asleep. one torch was still on giving him just enough light to see that the man with the machete had fallen asleep against the cage, he thought for a while if taking a weapon while being in a cage was a good idea. this was his only chance he could see to get out of this situation and take the idol to-
was the guy waking up? did he just move? Now's the time do or die!
he reached out of the cage for the machete...
sverrej wasn't going to stand for this, this was the last time, he pulled out the...
derby ticket. this was all of his money, he had to pay back the mob because if he didn't he would surely be killed he opened the ticket, the winning horses name printed on it. he had won he was now out of debt and with the amount of money he had won he could even escape this shitty life he had! he charted the flight to a far away country. he sat on the plane for the flight,
nothing weird, well, until he got that phone call from the loan shark,
no how could they why me
when he got off the plane he searched his bag to make sure that the instructions he had gotten were, god forbid, right. all he had to do according to the man, laughing Larry they called him, everything seemed to be a joke at this point, was to fire the gun 3 times. he didn't know why all he knew was that this was his last chance to escape his horrible life. he walked to the security guards are beads of sweat ran down his forehead,he shot at one of the guards, bang, shot at the metal detector, bang, shot at himse-
the door to the waiting room opened. the guard had finally come back to give bushwakko his things but it seemed like perfect timing, well perfect in the worst sense of the word that is, no sooner had he opened the door had the shooting started. the guard turned and ran towards the place where the metal detectors were leaving the door open. another loud bang was heard, even this deep into the airports bowels it was loud bushwakko got up and walked to the door to see what was going on, or was it more just to get out of this god damn airport, the third bang had been the loudest but it was the waiting room that had heard it, bushwakko had left, gotten on the elevator and was on his way out of this place, even if he didnt have any money or his luggage he knew this was a one way trip, he played with the coins in his pocket as the light shined on him and he started walking towards the city.
it wasnt soon after he had left that he walked into the hotel coral essex on the beach, he checked in under the name Rocko Mores went to room 14.
the last person he wanted to see was in there when he opened the door...
Maaz floated to the other side of the river and took off his life jacket. It was all wet so it quickly sunk in the quicksand. Thinking quickly Maaz grabbed the vine and pulled himself out of danger, but, as they say, out of the frying pan into the fire...
He stood at the edge of a vast rain forest.
Drevor was sitting in the cage with the idol in his bag as the native talked in a dialect he had never heard. he sat and pondered the words that were scratched into the bars on the cage
"| |c| |e| |s| |"
Drevor worked out that if he could get one of the captors to come close enough he could steal the key to this cage. They didn't fall for his "stomach pain" routine. one walked closer and leaned against the cage, no key though, he did have a machete
Bushwakko got off the plane, with the notebook in his hands. When he had bought it thinking it was a book, with it's fine binding, but after he got aboard the plane he realized that except for the passage, "Remember to make it out of the labyrinth, take the fifth left turn after the 2nd room", the entire thing was empty, all he had left over was 15 pesos.
"what use would pesos be in this country?" he thought to himself as he went to the the bathroom on the plane. He sat back down in his seat and played with the coins in his pocket.
He found out soon enough, after being flagged and having his wallet and luggage taken away, all he had left were the clothes on his back, the book in his hand and the change in his pocket.
He sat in the waiting room and played with the change in his pocket, how long had it been? at least 6 hours. Maybe they had forgotten about him or something. Bushwakko walked to the door and found out it was locked when the handle turned and the door stayed closed. He thumbed through the magazines again, but, he couldn't read the language and the pictures, while interesting, had lost whatever made them good to look at after seeing them for the 50th time
he opened the book and, scribbled inside along the furthest part of the binding, were the letters "hee" they could have been there the whole time they were so close to the spine. He spun one of the coins on the table and then...
He stood at the edge of a vast rain forest.
Drevor was sitting in the cage with the idol in his bag as the native talked in a dialect he had never heard. he sat and pondered the words that were scratched into the bars on the cage
"| |c| |e| |s| |"
Drevor worked out that if he could get one of the captors to come close enough he could steal the key to this cage. They didn't fall for his "stomach pain" routine. one walked closer and leaned against the cage, no key though, he did have a machete
Bushwakko got off the plane, with the notebook in his hands. When he had bought it thinking it was a book, with it's fine binding, but after he got aboard the plane he realized that except for the passage, "Remember to make it out of the labyrinth, take the fifth left turn after the 2nd room", the entire thing was empty, all he had left over was 15 pesos.
"what use would pesos be in this country?" he thought to himself as he went to the the bathroom on the plane. He sat back down in his seat and played with the coins in his pocket.
He found out soon enough, after being flagged and having his wallet and luggage taken away, all he had left were the clothes on his back, the book in his hand and the change in his pocket.
He sat in the waiting room and played with the change in his pocket, how long had it been? at least 6 hours. Maybe they had forgotten about him or something. Bushwakko walked to the door and found out it was locked when the handle turned and the door stayed closed. He thumbed through the magazines again, but, he couldn't read the language and the pictures, while interesting, had lost whatever made them good to look at after seeing them for the 50th time
he opened the book and, scribbled inside along the furthest part of the binding, were the letters "hee" they could have been there the whole time they were so close to the spine. He spun one of the coins on the table and then...
Sunday, August 31, 2008
what I've done in the past few days, written as a story
A few ago, a message arrived for me via talking words during my tenure at the ambiguous inn. since i have been here things have been the same except for a shaman tat is passing through. the message was from a person that i would call a friend while others would not. i had only met him once before but he and his company were friendly and so i would consider him as a person of significance. in the message that i recived i was instructed to be in the concrete jungle at a certin time to go on an adventure. so the day had finally arrived but before i went i got a package from my shaman neighbour. i found it hard to open but when i did i put the rubees into my rubee container, the kind he gave me were of a differnt sheen, but i accepted them anyway. afterwards i left, i didnt go to the concrete jungle directly though, i was to be at the place a a specific time i made plans to go to see a movie and then i figurd enough time would have passed for it to make a difference. i saw the movie show, some historians might say it is a vision of alternate future, but i think those people should just watch them as movies that are being produced and somehow shown in the middle of a vast desert. but this particular movie, it served it's purpose. to waste time without wasting. when the movie was over I passed through the Arbitrary Desert back tracking my way to the crossroads that brought me to the theater i took the turn and headed for the badlands.
My first travel through the badlands had been frought with confusion, wrong showers, and finally a frustrated uneventful journey back to the ambiguous inn. the second time though, with the help of a picture book my floating words had found me in my time of sorrow, and found me a picture book. i used it to navigate the concrete jungle that time to meet my friend who had a room in one of the sky scraping trees. this journey there was filled to the brim with uneventfulness and uncertainty. when i got through the badlands i had entered the concrete jungle but my path to my friends domicile was blocked. a large gate keeper which allowed those withe the cards and codes to enter. my friends name used to be the password but to my disdain his name was nolonger on the list (according to the gatekeeper) i tried for a long while to get into the place without breaking rules but i eventually had to find the way around the gate.
I found out that it was surprisingly east to go around this special, gated, area of the concrete jungle. i followed paths to dead ends and locked doors. i eventually found my way to the other gate and talked to the guardian of that entrance. i told him of my situation about how i had met my friend once before and of how my friend may have changed the password since the old one was the name. he made calls and then i was inside of the building. here i met once again the man that had invited me to the spirit quest, for there was a large concentration of significance surrounding the area.
Upon entering his house i saw things had changed. not so much anyone could notice, but enough for me to tell something was different. and he was wearing a different skin. his wife and two of his friends were there we were ready to go on this quest, after a short time i as given an elixir to prime me for my journey. I'm not quite sure on the details but from what i remember of the actual drinking i remember that it had seven parts from the most powerful healing elixir combined with seven parts of a deadly poison. i drank the portion i was given and immediately felt the effects of it. usually potions of this type don't work on me at all, i know they do work on me because on rare occasions i have partaken in rituals such as this, one time in particular when i had gone to a lush field- but that is for another story...
We set out on the adventure with our gear ready for whatever challenges await, though i had hidden it from everyone that i didn't have my adventuring license for this particular part of the concrete jungle we would have to see how far i could go. we made it toe the front door of the outermost level of the first stage of the adventure. some of the challenges i had to face were floating masses of loss and sadness, spaces of ear shattering where if you were not conditioned for adventures, as i was at that time, you could easily become overwhelmed. after traveling through this first level we went down to the second level. there i found other adventures, some that i knew, others that i didn't, and yet others with second skins on.
My party wanted to go into a restricted area, i obliged but to do that i needed to pass the test for the license. this would be the start of the downfall of the past two days, well if you pinpoint failure like that, i don't I'd- well I'll say it when the time comes, no spoilers for you! anyways...
either way, i waited for the test and they pulled some kind of trick on me or something because after a while the test was near completion, my friends wife, wearing a peacock outfit, told me to meet them at a undisclosed location. the test seemingly took it's toll on me because i said okay and she disappeard. After I had gotten my tempoary one day license i realised that my friend's wife didnt tell me the location of the undisclosed location. i started the trek through the concrete jungle back to their home, the place to go if i was lost. on my trek i met some adventures i feard were lost to the abyss ages ago, i exchanged my papers and signed on a contract to travel with them for a short while. as we walked my friend and his travelling companion filled me in on what their goals in this place of some significance were, as well as telling me of what had happened in the time that he had been lost to the outside world. after a near encounter with someone inportant we founf ourselves at the destination in no time but found the challenges too easy.
We stood there for what seemed like weeks, there outside of 5 places talking to the people in the column. some made signs others talked of things that wasted time, taking some of mine with them. I hope they use it wiser than i had, though from the look of them they used my life-time for extra nourishment. i realized their trap far too late and by the time i had escaped their clutches and severed my contract with those that had fallen into the trap, the conversation that takes and never gives. i soon found out that i would need that life-time, as it would seem i wil refer to minutes of my life i wont get back, another thing which i scavenged from the shaman thanks.
I had to reconect with my party, my friends, my compatriots, my comrades, whoever you want to describe a group of people that hold significance to someon eother than that of a passing hi. i spent a lot of time searching the building for them but i only founf nothing it wasnt until i found out where the area of intrest was that i found everyone, i had another glass, or two, or five, of spirit elixer through the night. as we wandered the area of intrest we were approached by a person that had some intel of a place that might be important. he lead us through the mountains and inside the mountains, we left just befor ethe peak and found a room full of nourishment. me and my frinds were so impressed that we decided to stay there for the rest of the night, setting up camp and such. i explored the area and found really nice adventurers. afterwards i talked with my frind fo a while about my tenure at the ambiguous inn and he told me of how to find a place to rest at the concret jungle as soon as i could.
After the rest in the intresting encampment we had to make our way back through the concrete jungle to my friends home, i was still spirited so we decided i should just crash on his couch that night since i had something important to do the next day. i had a uneventful night and was shuffled out the next day to a cool new day of alcohol afterglow, i wonder if i'm weird like that but thats how it felt. i grabbed my walking shoes and made the long journey out of the arbitrary jungle of concrete to the Badlands, which arnt that bad surprisingly. this was my first time transversing back during the day which made things very different. it was as if the forest and the desert were fighting over which one it was, eventually the desert prevailed.
My first travel through the badlands had been frought with confusion, wrong showers, and finally a frustrated uneventful journey back to the ambiguous inn. the second time though, with the help of a picture book my floating words had found me in my time of sorrow, and found me a picture book. i used it to navigate the concrete jungle that time to meet my friend who had a room in one of the sky scraping trees. this journey there was filled to the brim with uneventfulness and uncertainty. when i got through the badlands i had entered the concrete jungle but my path to my friends domicile was blocked. a large gate keeper which allowed those withe the cards and codes to enter. my friends name used to be the password but to my disdain his name was nolonger on the list (according to the gatekeeper) i tried for a long while to get into the place without breaking rules but i eventually had to find the way around the gate.
I found out that it was surprisingly east to go around this special, gated, area of the concrete jungle. i followed paths to dead ends and locked doors. i eventually found my way to the other gate and talked to the guardian of that entrance. i told him of my situation about how i had met my friend once before and of how my friend may have changed the password since the old one was the name. he made calls and then i was inside of the building. here i met once again the man that had invited me to the spirit quest, for there was a large concentration of significance surrounding the area.
Upon entering his house i saw things had changed. not so much anyone could notice, but enough for me to tell something was different. and he was wearing a different skin. his wife and two of his friends were there we were ready to go on this quest, after a short time i as given an elixir to prime me for my journey. I'm not quite sure on the details but from what i remember of the actual drinking i remember that it had seven parts from the most powerful healing elixir combined with seven parts of a deadly poison. i drank the portion i was given and immediately felt the effects of it. usually potions of this type don't work on me at all, i know they do work on me because on rare occasions i have partaken in rituals such as this, one time in particular when i had gone to a lush field- but that is for another story...
We set out on the adventure with our gear ready for whatever challenges await, though i had hidden it from everyone that i didn't have my adventuring license for this particular part of the concrete jungle we would have to see how far i could go. we made it toe the front door of the outermost level of the first stage of the adventure. some of the challenges i had to face were floating masses of loss and sadness, spaces of ear shattering where if you were not conditioned for adventures, as i was at that time, you could easily become overwhelmed. after traveling through this first level we went down to the second level. there i found other adventures, some that i knew, others that i didn't, and yet others with second skins on.
My party wanted to go into a restricted area, i obliged but to do that i needed to pass the test for the license. this would be the start of the downfall of the past two days, well if you pinpoint failure like that, i don't I'd- well I'll say it when the time comes, no spoilers for you! anyways...
either way, i waited for the test and they pulled some kind of trick on me or something because after a while the test was near completion, my friends wife, wearing a peacock outfit, told me to meet them at a undisclosed location. the test seemingly took it's toll on me because i said okay and she disappeard. After I had gotten my tempoary one day license i realised that my friend's wife didnt tell me the location of the undisclosed location. i started the trek through the concrete jungle back to their home, the place to go if i was lost. on my trek i met some adventures i feard were lost to the abyss ages ago, i exchanged my papers and signed on a contract to travel with them for a short while. as we walked my friend and his travelling companion filled me in on what their goals in this place of some significance were, as well as telling me of what had happened in the time that he had been lost to the outside world. after a near encounter with someone inportant we founf ourselves at the destination in no time but found the challenges too easy.
We stood there for what seemed like weeks, there outside of 5 places talking to the people in the column. some made signs others talked of things that wasted time, taking some of mine with them. I hope they use it wiser than i had, though from the look of them they used my life-time for extra nourishment. i realized their trap far too late and by the time i had escaped their clutches and severed my contract with those that had fallen into the trap, the conversation that takes and never gives. i soon found out that i would need that life-time, as it would seem i wil refer to minutes of my life i wont get back, another thing which i scavenged from the shaman thanks.
I had to reconect with my party, my friends, my compatriots, my comrades, whoever you want to describe a group of people that hold significance to someon eother than that of a passing hi. i spent a lot of time searching the building for them but i only founf nothing it wasnt until i found out where the area of intrest was that i found everyone, i had another glass, or two, or five, of spirit elixer through the night. as we wandered the area of intrest we were approached by a person that had some intel of a place that might be important. he lead us through the mountains and inside the mountains, we left just befor ethe peak and found a room full of nourishment. me and my frinds were so impressed that we decided to stay there for the rest of the night, setting up camp and such. i explored the area and found really nice adventurers. afterwards i talked with my frind fo a while about my tenure at the ambiguous inn and he told me of how to find a place to rest at the concret jungle as soon as i could.
After the rest in the intresting encampment we had to make our way back through the concrete jungle to my friends home, i was still spirited so we decided i should just crash on his couch that night since i had something important to do the next day. i had a uneventful night and was shuffled out the next day to a cool new day of alcohol afterglow, i wonder if i'm weird like that but thats how it felt. i grabbed my walking shoes and made the long journey out of the arbitrary jungle of concrete to the Badlands, which arnt that bad surprisingly. this was my first time transversing back during the day which made things very different. it was as if the forest and the desert were fighting over which one it was, eventually the desert prevailed.
END OF DAY ONE.
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
what i did today...
Today i watched the lord of the rings with the rifftrax, then i watched a few other tv shows. at about 10:30am i got the KORG DS-10 software for my ds, i played it for a while while i sat on my porch and waited for some packages to arrive, i got really into making the song for about 30 minutes and then went back inside one of the shows i was watching was over by the time i went beack inside. after that i watched the price is right and i remember that like almost everyone lost i think. after that my door bell rang and my packages came it was about 8 dvds, 2 sets of headphones, and 2 nerf guns. i watched starship troopers with the comentary while i waited for some shows to download. i made plans with a friend to go see a movie on friday and got really bored shooting the nerf balls at the wall. when starship troopers was over i was hungry so i went to get some food from krystals. i took my ds and my ipod and my wallet and one of the new headphones and rode my moped to krystals. i got a 3 chili pup combo like i always do with the money my friend had given me the other day. i ate them and they were good but i got some chili on my finger, i liked it off and got some napkins, i came back to my table and finished drinking my sweet tea that i had gotten to drink it tasted different than it normally did. i didnt eat all the fries so i threw them away.
After that i went and parked my moped in the empty parking lot i always do. it's not to far away from the park in marietta square. I took my ds and tried to play some music but no one cared and it was hot outside so i stopped and went to take a look around Eddies Trick Shop, a store on the square. i saw some girls inside and was about to talk to them because one of them looked at me but they kept talking to each other and i didnt want to interupt them and they walked out of the store. i looked at one of those, y'know, snake in a can o' nuts thing and opened it. after the "snake" popped out i put it back. i always like things like that, those fun little pranks always worth doing. right after i got done putting it back in a girl about my age in black boots with purple hair walked by me to the counter and started talking to the guy that was at the counter when i came in. i was walking towards the door to leave when she said, "have a nice day" i turned around to say thank you but two guys came and and they started talking. i didnt want to look stupid standing there in the doorway so i looked at a magic book that was by the door, it was one of those klutz press books it was called 'how to stay kooky and never grow up' why would you need a book like that? i opened it and inside it was the same stuff that would be in any of theu other books, fun facts silly things and the like. there was a cut out that said, "if you lift your hand from this leaver you will cause a nuclear reaction" or something to that effect. then i left and started to walk back to the scooter.
I got back to the scooter and wondered who the agent on duty was at the place where i always park, i had never seen this mysterious agent and i wondered if it was a girl i was going to go inside but i realized i was all sweaty because i had been sitting outside playing with my ds. i walked back to my bike and got on it and road the other way out of the parking lot. i rode down atlanta road and took a differnt way home than normal. i like going that way because there is this little abandoned gas station there. one day i want to take my camera and look around inside it.
I was about to go back home but i decided i should give my friend, needa, his dvd back but i didnt know if he was home so i thought i should go there and see if he's home first. he wasnt home but his mom was me and her talked about my scooter for a while, the same stuff everyone talks about; how much, where, NO LICENCE?!?!??! she wanted to know because my other friend also her son, landy, wants a moped but the one he wants is crap so she told me to tell him why it's crap, i left my number with her for him to call me. when that was all over i went to go see if my friend louis was home only problem was i didnt know where he lived, at least thats what i told myself, i saw his house but wasnt sure it was his so i decided to ride back home. i took concord rd but the traffic wasnt too heavy so i decided to drop by my friend sam's house but he wasnt home so i rode by the playground by my old school. i played on the jungle gym for a little bit and then i walked behind the field down a little dead end path, i jumped over the creek that was back there with stepping stones, HARROWING! anyway, i walked past a house and they had a above ground concrete swimming pool and trampoline in the ground, it was really cool looking! next to that was a open fence. i wondered what was in there but that was someone's house so i decided not to i walke down the path to the dead end and saw the other side of this pipe that went unde the ground and the water flowed out of the ditch. on the way back from the dead end, i saw a tennis ball in the grouns it was all wet but i held it for a while anf then threw it into the other side of the pipe. i walked back down the way and jmped accross the stepping stones again, slightly less harrowing, still pretty intence! on the way up i swung on the swing for a little while, i was wearing sandles and didnt want to get wood chips in them so didnt stop swinging for a while... i jumped off the swing after a bit. there was another jungle gym that i played on. i played the game where you dont get off of the gym because the ground is lava or water or whatever, anyway i got off it because there were alot of kids there and i didnt want the parents to think i was weird playing in a jungle gym with headphones while a bunch of kids ar around, but i look like a kid so i dunno...
On the way back to the scooter i saw some guys playing soccer in the field and sat down to watch them, eventually i was playing soccer with them it was alright but i had sandles on si i couldnt kick it so hard so i was throwing week kicks but they didnt seem to mind, they asked me:
"Whats your name",
"shane"
"how old are you?"
"19"
"are you in school?",
"graduated"
"what do you have on your ipod"
"ipod music"
i always say that because i rarely care whats on my ipod, anyway they continued their questions while we played soccer until i mentioned that i had hacked my ipod to run on my xbox 360, "hey dont you have a xbox 360?" one asked the other, because i run rockbox on my ipod but as soon as i mentioned hacked one of them kept pestering me about if i could hack his psp. my psp broke a while ago and i told them the story but what that means is that i dont keep up with psp stuff, i told him the website to go to to learn about hacking his own psp and then they asked me where i lived and how i got there i pointed to my scooter, the one guy saw it and it wasnt until about 10 minutes later that the other guy walked forward enough to see it. we started to inch toward it, "hey lets go play in the shade, lets walk over here, hey we are now close to your scooter! lets go look at it!" i showed them my scooter 100 mpg "WOW!" no licence, "whoa!" 1500$ "AMAZINGOAMFOAD" the one guy told me his dirtbike was bigger then asked me where he could buy one, i pointed to the place where a plate would be if it needed a licence i leave the # to the place on there because it's a great place. the guys looked it over and sat on it after a while i started to feel light headed, the same way i felt when i climbed on the roof, i must have had a pretty full day, i told them i had to go so they said later but i couldnt hear them because my head was pounding.
They walked away and i sat on the curb and tried to get eady to leave i struggled to put my helmet on fumbled with the clasp i somehow managed to get on the scooter and rode back to atlanta road i could barely make sence of anything i felt light headed, the same way i feel after i give blood. i rode home and stopped at the superette to get a drink because i had some sort of brainstorm tht it might be low blood sugar or something. i stumbled in and bought a orange soda. i decided that later on if i feel better. i miht should take a shower after i get down writing this. i decided to write this to see if i could get the things i did today down on something. i left out the part where i played on the jungle gym by my house after i got back from the square and before i went to needa's house. also i had taken that back road to the square for the first time and thats how i new to get back there on the way back now i',m here watching total recall.
After that i went and parked my moped in the empty parking lot i always do. it's not to far away from the park in marietta square. I took my ds and tried to play some music but no one cared and it was hot outside so i stopped and went to take a look around Eddies Trick Shop, a store on the square. i saw some girls inside and was about to talk to them because one of them looked at me but they kept talking to each other and i didnt want to interupt them and they walked out of the store. i looked at one of those, y'know, snake in a can o' nuts thing and opened it. after the "snake" popped out i put it back. i always like things like that, those fun little pranks always worth doing. right after i got done putting it back in a girl about my age in black boots with purple hair walked by me to the counter and started talking to the guy that was at the counter when i came in. i was walking towards the door to leave when she said, "have a nice day" i turned around to say thank you but two guys came and and they started talking. i didnt want to look stupid standing there in the doorway so i looked at a magic book that was by the door, it was one of those klutz press books it was called 'how to stay kooky and never grow up' why would you need a book like that? i opened it and inside it was the same stuff that would be in any of theu other books, fun facts silly things and the like. there was a cut out that said, "if you lift your hand from this leaver you will cause a nuclear reaction" or something to that effect. then i left and started to walk back to the scooter.
I got back to the scooter and wondered who the agent on duty was at the place where i always park, i had never seen this mysterious agent and i wondered if it was a girl i was going to go inside but i realized i was all sweaty because i had been sitting outside playing with my ds. i walked back to my bike and got on it and road the other way out of the parking lot. i rode down atlanta road and took a differnt way home than normal. i like going that way because there is this little abandoned gas station there. one day i want to take my camera and look around inside it.
I was about to go back home but i decided i should give my friend, needa, his dvd back but i didnt know if he was home so i thought i should go there and see if he's home first. he wasnt home but his mom was me and her talked about my scooter for a while, the same stuff everyone talks about; how much, where, NO LICENCE?!?!??! she wanted to know because my other friend also her son, landy, wants a moped but the one he wants is crap so she told me to tell him why it's crap, i left my number with her for him to call me. when that was all over i went to go see if my friend louis was home only problem was i didnt know where he lived, at least thats what i told myself, i saw his house but wasnt sure it was his so i decided to ride back home. i took concord rd but the traffic wasnt too heavy so i decided to drop by my friend sam's house but he wasnt home so i rode by the playground by my old school. i played on the jungle gym for a little bit and then i walked behind the field down a little dead end path, i jumped over the creek that was back there with stepping stones, HARROWING! anyway, i walked past a house and they had a above ground concrete swimming pool and trampoline in the ground, it was really cool looking! next to that was a open fence. i wondered what was in there but that was someone's house so i decided not to i walke down the path to the dead end and saw the other side of this pipe that went unde the ground and the water flowed out of the ditch. on the way back from the dead end, i saw a tennis ball in the grouns it was all wet but i held it for a while anf then threw it into the other side of the pipe. i walked back down the way and jmped accross the stepping stones again, slightly less harrowing, still pretty intence! on the way up i swung on the swing for a little while, i was wearing sandles and didnt want to get wood chips in them so didnt stop swinging for a while... i jumped off the swing after a bit. there was another jungle gym that i played on. i played the game where you dont get off of the gym because the ground is lava or water or whatever, anyway i got off it because there were alot of kids there and i didnt want the parents to think i was weird playing in a jungle gym with headphones while a bunch of kids ar around, but i look like a kid so i dunno...
On the way back to the scooter i saw some guys playing soccer in the field and sat down to watch them, eventually i was playing soccer with them it was alright but i had sandles on si i couldnt kick it so hard so i was throwing week kicks but they didnt seem to mind, they asked me:
"Whats your name",
"shane"
"how old are you?"
"19"
"are you in school?",
"graduated"
"what do you have on your ipod"
"ipod music"
i always say that because i rarely care whats on my ipod, anyway they continued their questions while we played soccer until i mentioned that i had hacked my ipod to run on my xbox 360, "hey dont you have a xbox 360?" one asked the other, because i run rockbox on my ipod but as soon as i mentioned hacked one of them kept pestering me about if i could hack his psp. my psp broke a while ago and i told them the story but what that means is that i dont keep up with psp stuff, i told him the website to go to to learn about hacking his own psp and then they asked me where i lived and how i got there i pointed to my scooter, the one guy saw it and it wasnt until about 10 minutes later that the other guy walked forward enough to see it. we started to inch toward it, "hey lets go play in the shade, lets walk over here, hey we are now close to your scooter! lets go look at it!" i showed them my scooter 100 mpg "WOW!" no licence, "whoa!" 1500$ "AMAZINGOAMFOAD" the one guy told me his dirtbike was bigger then asked me where he could buy one, i pointed to the place where a plate would be if it needed a licence i leave the # to the place on there because it's a great place. the guys looked it over and sat on it after a while i started to feel light headed, the same way i felt when i climbed on the roof, i must have had a pretty full day, i told them i had to go so they said later but i couldnt hear them because my head was pounding.
They walked away and i sat on the curb and tried to get eady to leave i struggled to put my helmet on fumbled with the clasp i somehow managed to get on the scooter and rode back to atlanta road i could barely make sence of anything i felt light headed, the same way i feel after i give blood. i rode home and stopped at the superette to get a drink because i had some sort of brainstorm tht it might be low blood sugar or something. i stumbled in and bought a orange soda. i decided that later on if i feel better. i miht should take a shower after i get down writing this. i decided to write this to see if i could get the things i did today down on something. i left out the part where i played on the jungle gym by my house after i got back from the square and before i went to needa's house. also i had taken that back road to the square for the first time and thats how i new to get back there on the way back now i',m here watching total recall.
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
i'm making a plan...
a plan which my book should follow, but i wonder if i should make a new blog for that to replace the mortician? i'm not making that anytime soon seeing as how the movie type it was going to be is sorta played out... thinking about making a comic or something like that. still if i write the plan to the book that might make it more, y'know, real.
Sunday, July 20, 2008
the one or a ten scale.
"you like something for it's good things at you love something for it's flaws"
that said here's this thing i said:
I'm sure if you could put pictures to your jokes somebody would read them, I.E. XKCD.
most of the jokes on xkcd have to do with written jokes. the stick figures are only there to reassure/clarify the joke, they are there to say, "stay with me here this is going somewhere".
But it doesn't go anywhere at, all except maybe a punchline, and that's pushing it. To be honest
the punchlines from xkcd feel like they come from some sort of former robot scientist, so they feel like robot scientist punches.
that said here's this thing i said:
I'm sure if you could put pictures to your jokes somebody would read them, I.E. XKCD.
most of the jokes on xkcd have to do with written jokes. the stick figures are only there to reassure/clarify the joke, they are there to say, "stay with me here this is going somewhere".
But it doesn't go anywhere at, all except maybe a punchline, and that's pushing it. To be honest
the punchlines from xkcd feel like they come from some sort of former robot scientist, so they feel like robot scientist punches.
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