.... just this once.
The problem is as follows:
The government of Venezuela, in recent years, went from the hands of bastards at the hands of other bastards. Nothing changed except the level of education of the bastards in power. And by education I do not mean just at school and university... no. THAT is the problem, and those who came before are at fault, those who never cared to educate Venezuela, because an educated population is harder to lie to and to manipulate. Then came a degenerative process to our society and economy. How sad, huh? Oh, so I'm wrong? Very well then, tell me which of the Venezuelan presidents (from Perez Jimenez to present times) would have been successful in countries like Sweden, Germany, Japan, Switzerland and even France and England. Do a comparison and see that, the closer to present times, the less chance the guy has! Because populism and demagoguery, which are the best friends of whomsoever wants to govern around here, do not work elsewhere.
Give a man a fish and he eats for a day, teach him to fish and he eats forever.
Then you get a fish, and what do you do? You ask for another one the next day and hope all is well. Meanwhile, your future is going to hell, because you know not how to fish; and meanwhile you learn to hate those who know how to fish; meanwhile you fanatically protect whomsoever gave you a fish.
Germany and Japan went through hell after the war, which ended in 45. Some 10 years later we had a dictatorship, we got rid of it and we were enjoying a good economy. Germany and Japan, WITH EVERYTHING THEY WENT THROUGH are way better than we are today.
Thank you very much to all Venezuelan presidents for handing out fish for everyone.
PD: Fucking politicians make me made this my first post of the year instead of a reckoning of all the nice things about last year. A plague on them. ALL OF THEM.
Thursday, February 13, 2014
Tuesday, December 24, 2013
Vienna, on a particularly cold Christmas Eve
Vienna, December 24, 1999.
Around midnight a man sat in front of his desk reading a book, a collection of works by Mister Edgar Allan Poe. He pulled his long, wavy hair back with one hand while still holding the book with the other. He had just re-read one of his favorites: The Raven. And that last part still rang heavy in his mind.
"And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor
Shall be lifted - nevermore!"
"And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor
Shall be lifted - nevermore!"
That was absurd. He was in a position of certain power, Sheriff of Vienna; he had servants. This was a man that had fought and clawed his way to get there, his enemies always spoke his name half whispered... He was feared. But tonight, this monster was the one that was afraid.
"What are you doing?" he said softly, frowning, and then he heard a noise. Footsteps. Someone was coming. He stood very still. He knew that if he did, whomever walked in the room would not notice him, and his eyes turned like those of a beast, and the darkness became clear as daylight to him. The door opened, but it was not gang members send to kill him. It was a just little girl carrying a poorly wrapped present and a woman; Annie and Dianna. His progeny. He relaxed, let himself be seen by them and the little girl ran towards him, tripped and began to fall... But he wouldn't let that happen, not to her. He moved with supernatural speed and caught her before she hit the ground.
-"For fuck sake, Annie...!" He loved that girl like a daughter, but he was a little rough with words.
Annie just smiled, handed him the present and told him, in the worst Italian you will ever hear -"Buon Natale, Marko!" all the while smiling like a golden haired angel.
The man look at the woman, they had known each other long enough to know what the other was thinking without even speaking... This, all this was the little girl's idea, and there was nothing nobody could have done or said to stopped her from getting that Kittie CD, a more or less mediocre band "But they are all girls, and Marko likes girls". Those were the words she told Dianna when she tried to convince her it was a bad idea.
The man saw this in the woman's eyes. He realized he was still holding the book in his left hand. He placed it on the floor as he rubbed his eyes with his right hand fingers. Then he looked back at the little girl and smiled as he took the present from her hands and softly said to her -"Grazie!. You guys are truly something."
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If you can understand what I mean by this, then you know I wrote this for you.
Either way, Merry Christmas all.
Tuesday, December 03, 2013
Trippy trip to Noken 5
Last Friday I left for Caracas to take The Nihongo Nouryoku Shiken, meaning The Japanese Language Proficiency Test. Most of you already knew this, and although it was overall a good trip, I'm gonna rant a bit about our getting there and coming back home experiences.
Friday. The day that we left.
Nothing much to say here to be completely honest. The bus was delayed for about 30 to 45 minutes, but who really gives a fuck, right? I mean, I was with friends. Some of them I knew really well, some of them I knew right there, but one good thing about GOEN Maracaibo is that they're all good people there.
So the bus finally came, and we finally left. Got stuck at Rafael Urdaneta Bridge for like an hour, you know, GNB "doing their job".... Meaning one of them checking if he could hitch a ride with us. And he did! Turns out he was a nice guy, it seems. Offered help to guide people in Caracas once we got there and everything.
End of day one.
Saturday. The day that we arrived.
It was going all too good, we had fun, we joked, some people studied, I scared Panda-Senpai and Luci-Senpai... NI KAI!!!.... And then the bus died on us around... I don't know, early morning. It just died. At least he passed away peacefully (you will understand that joke later on). So, for what it seemed like an eternity, but was maybe an hour tops, he driver tried to bring the bus back to life, but to no avail. So he called in for back up, since we where actually pretty close to Caracas. Maybe 40 minutes away. We were talking and, we've all done road trips in that same company many times before and no one had never had anything like that happened before... Except Diego-Senpai, who said that this always happened to him. So we decided it was his fault and proceeded to joke about it for the rest of the trip. What we did not know at the moment was that the joke would intensify later on.
Well about an hour went by while the other bus came along. It finally came, we got up and resumed our trip. Got to Caracas at about 11am when we should have arrived around 8 or 9. I stayed with my cousin for the weekend so I parted ways with GOEN there. I spent the day with my cousin and his wife (I love this two very much, and not because they let me stay there) and went to a birthday party that night. Pretty much and uneventful night, except for the fact that I saw a crazy cat lady. The woman had like 30 cats or so. The smell was unbearable.
End of day two.
Sunday. Nihongo Nouryoku Shiken.
Got up. Got ready. Had a light breakfast. Got moving. Got there.
The anticipation was killing me, although it was good to meet with the other guys that had not taken the bus ride with us, like both Luis-Senpai, Ari-Chan, Carlos and Steph-Senpai. By the way, a joke. I had this pin on my Iron Maiden cap, it reads "I'm Fucking Metal" and every time I get the chance I joke with it, something like "What, you thought I wouldn't do it? Bitch, please! What does it say on my pin?". Well I was really freaking out and Luci came and said "Enough, what does it say on your pin?"... So I had o cut the crap.
Anyway, the test started. Noken 5 is divided into 3 parts. 1st part was pretty standard stuff, vocabulary, kanji. Got a few wrong, but overall I did ok. Then came the grammar. It was hellish. The stuff of nightmares. A little bathroom break and then the final part: Audio. Fucking nailed it. I really have no idea of knowing just exactly how well I did because I do not know how the examination actually works, but I think I got it. I hope I got it. I better get it.
Then I parted with the guys from GOEN, went to have lunch with friends from school and with my cousin, who by the way went to the same school ad I did. We had a great time at this BBQ joint, "Llanero"Style. It was good and cheap =D. Had a great time with them, but time grew short, so we went to get my stuff, I took the 3 S's (The shit, the shave and the shower) and on to the bus station. Got there, said my farewell to my cousin Martin and Vivi, his wife. Got everything ready and then the journey back home begun.
End of day Three.
Monday. They day all Hell broke loose.
I'll be honest with you: I was having a bad trip. I was feeling nauseous, couldn't sleep, but hey! Look on the bright side, right? We talked a lot, joked a lot and despite the fact that I wasn't feeling good it was an Ok trip. We were making good time and all. Then, at about, I don't know... 5am maybe.. less than 3 hours away from home, the driver made a sudden trun. I had to hold on to something because it was really sudden, then it felt like one of the tires had exploded, another quick trun trying not to loose control, and then the bus died. Most of the passengers woke up and we started to blame the thing on Diego-Senpai, of course. The driver started the bus again, we moved a little bit and then we stoped for a while. Afetr some 20 minutes, the driver came up and told us what happened: we had hit 2 horses that were asleep on the middle of road.
You read it right: TWO fucking horses.
Luckily enough, no one was hurt. Except the horses, who did not died as peacefully as the bus on our way to Caracas.
So we had to head back to a truck stop and stayed there for a long while. The driver called the company and they said they were sending another bus. The problem is they had no back up buses, so we really had no clue when we were gonna get "rescued". The jokes on Diego-Senpai's bad luck grew to a point where I didn't find it funny, but there were two jokes that killed me:
1.- Miguel said: If we got on a plane with you, it is most likely that we hit a Pegasus in mid air
2.- Panda-Senpai bought Diego a wooden toy horse. Lol
We were fucking stranded there and then the driver told us to get in the bus and try to make it to Maracaibo. Unlikely, since the windshield was broken and the suspension all fucked up, some one (meaning the police or something) was gonna stop us. And indeed they did. So after hours of waiting finally the bus company paid these guys that own small buses to get us here. And I mean San Jacinto like buses. It took 2 of them to get us all moving along. I took the second one with my closest friends, and around 10am, maybe 10:30am, we were back on the road. From there on it was uneventful and boring. We were tired, spent, and a bit grumpy. But our spirits were still up. Always look on the bright side of life. We got to Maracaibo at around 2:00 - 2:30pm, depending on which bus you took. Said our goodbyes and went home to eat, sleep and tell a lot of stories. I was gonna meet some friends for dinner... but guess what? You're right. Lights out. So screw dinner. But that my friends, is something you can read about on the news.
End of day Four.
Thus ends my, very heartfelt, story about my trip to take the Nihongo Nouryoku Shiken. I hope you enjoyed. To conclude, I would like to quote a band which I'm not very fond of, but a line from one of their songs fit here perfectly.
"Through the fire and the flames we carry on!"
Good night, everyone.
Friday. The day that we left.
Nothing much to say here to be completely honest. The bus was delayed for about 30 to 45 minutes, but who really gives a fuck, right? I mean, I was with friends. Some of them I knew really well, some of them I knew right there, but one good thing about GOEN Maracaibo is that they're all good people there.
So the bus finally came, and we finally left. Got stuck at Rafael Urdaneta Bridge for like an hour, you know, GNB "doing their job".... Meaning one of them checking if he could hitch a ride with us. And he did! Turns out he was a nice guy, it seems. Offered help to guide people in Caracas once we got there and everything.
End of day one.
Saturday. The day that we arrived.
It was going all too good, we had fun, we joked, some people studied, I scared Panda-Senpai and Luci-Senpai... NI KAI!!!.... And then the bus died on us around... I don't know, early morning. It just died. At least he passed away peacefully (you will understand that joke later on). So, for what it seemed like an eternity, but was maybe an hour tops, he driver tried to bring the bus back to life, but to no avail. So he called in for back up, since we where actually pretty close to Caracas. Maybe 40 minutes away. We were talking and, we've all done road trips in that same company many times before and no one had never had anything like that happened before... Except Diego-Senpai, who said that this always happened to him. So we decided it was his fault and proceeded to joke about it for the rest of the trip. What we did not know at the moment was that the joke would intensify later on.
Well about an hour went by while the other bus came along. It finally came, we got up and resumed our trip. Got to Caracas at about 11am when we should have arrived around 8 or 9. I stayed with my cousin for the weekend so I parted ways with GOEN there. I spent the day with my cousin and his wife (I love this two very much, and not because they let me stay there) and went to a birthday party that night. Pretty much and uneventful night, except for the fact that I saw a crazy cat lady. The woman had like 30 cats or so. The smell was unbearable.
End of day two.
Sunday. Nihongo Nouryoku Shiken.
Got up. Got ready. Had a light breakfast. Got moving. Got there.
The anticipation was killing me, although it was good to meet with the other guys that had not taken the bus ride with us, like both Luis-Senpai, Ari-Chan, Carlos and Steph-Senpai. By the way, a joke. I had this pin on my Iron Maiden cap, it reads "I'm Fucking Metal" and every time I get the chance I joke with it, something like "What, you thought I wouldn't do it? Bitch, please! What does it say on my pin?". Well I was really freaking out and Luci came and said "Enough, what does it say on your pin?"... So I had o cut the crap.
Anyway, the test started. Noken 5 is divided into 3 parts. 1st part was pretty standard stuff, vocabulary, kanji. Got a few wrong, but overall I did ok. Then came the grammar. It was hellish. The stuff of nightmares. A little bathroom break and then the final part: Audio. Fucking nailed it. I really have no idea of knowing just exactly how well I did because I do not know how the examination actually works, but I think I got it. I hope I got it. I better get it.
Then I parted with the guys from GOEN, went to have lunch with friends from school and with my cousin, who by the way went to the same school ad I did. We had a great time at this BBQ joint, "Llanero"Style. It was good and cheap =D. Had a great time with them, but time grew short, so we went to get my stuff, I took the 3 S's (The shit, the shave and the shower) and on to the bus station. Got there, said my farewell to my cousin Martin and Vivi, his wife. Got everything ready and then the journey back home begun.
End of day Three.
Monday. They day all Hell broke loose.
I'll be honest with you: I was having a bad trip. I was feeling nauseous, couldn't sleep, but hey! Look on the bright side, right? We talked a lot, joked a lot and despite the fact that I wasn't feeling good it was an Ok trip. We were making good time and all. Then, at about, I don't know... 5am maybe.. less than 3 hours away from home, the driver made a sudden trun. I had to hold on to something because it was really sudden, then it felt like one of the tires had exploded, another quick trun trying not to loose control, and then the bus died. Most of the passengers woke up and we started to blame the thing on Diego-Senpai, of course. The driver started the bus again, we moved a little bit and then we stoped for a while. Afetr some 20 minutes, the driver came up and told us what happened: we had hit 2 horses that were asleep on the middle of road.
You read it right: TWO fucking horses.
Luckily enough, no one was hurt. Except the horses, who did not died as peacefully as the bus on our way to Caracas.
So we had to head back to a truck stop and stayed there for a long while. The driver called the company and they said they were sending another bus. The problem is they had no back up buses, so we really had no clue when we were gonna get "rescued". The jokes on Diego-Senpai's bad luck grew to a point where I didn't find it funny, but there were two jokes that killed me:
1.- Miguel said: If we got on a plane with you, it is most likely that we hit a Pegasus in mid air
2.- Panda-Senpai bought Diego a wooden toy horse. Lol
We were fucking stranded there and then the driver told us to get in the bus and try to make it to Maracaibo. Unlikely, since the windshield was broken and the suspension all fucked up, some one (meaning the police or something) was gonna stop us. And indeed they did. So after hours of waiting finally the bus company paid these guys that own small buses to get us here. And I mean San Jacinto like buses. It took 2 of them to get us all moving along. I took the second one with my closest friends, and around 10am, maybe 10:30am, we were back on the road. From there on it was uneventful and boring. We were tired, spent, and a bit grumpy. But our spirits were still up. Always look on the bright side of life. We got to Maracaibo at around 2:00 - 2:30pm, depending on which bus you took. Said our goodbyes and went home to eat, sleep and tell a lot of stories. I was gonna meet some friends for dinner... but guess what? You're right. Lights out. So screw dinner. But that my friends, is something you can read about on the news.
End of day Four.
Thus ends my, very heartfelt, story about my trip to take the Nihongo Nouryoku Shiken. I hope you enjoyed. To conclude, I would like to quote a band which I'm not very fond of, but a line from one of their songs fit here perfectly.
"Through the fire and the flames we carry on!"
Good night, everyone.
Wednesday, November 27, 2013
Meh...
Someone told me once to tidy up my room... Well actually a lot of people have told me that, hell my mom says that to me every other day, but the point is that this girl, a friend of mine mind you, told me to tidy up my room because your room reflects how you're feeling inside.
Well inside must be pretty fucked up then.
The only problem with that is that, for something to be fucked up, there HAS TO be something. Otherwise it's just nothing.... Right, guys? Get it? Nothing?... Heheps heheps... Erm...
Anyways, what I'm trying to say is that these days there's this emptiness that fills me, however stupid and illogical that may sound. There's nothing. There, where a lot once was, nothing but shadows trying to hold on to some half forgotten identity remain.
You see, the older I get, the more things I have to give up, that's life. But I'm not an old man, no matter how much my friends joke about it. I'm only 30, and already have given up so much. And for what point and purpose? Maybe it's the beer talking, or maybe it's because I am so goddamn nervous about the stupid test I have to take this Sunday, or maybe it's everything that's been happening in this spec of land we call a country... But this sucks.
And yeah, I just quoted Rocky, and if you thinking about giving me an inspirational quote, like "It ain't about how hard you're hit. It's about how hard you can get hit and keep moving forward"... That's crap. I love those movies man, except for Rocky V of course... Piece of shit movie... But let's be realistic. Yeah, I can keep moving forward. I have shown you I can, man. The problem is the same problem that have been and the same problem that will ever be: Is it worth it?
I have no answer for that.
Well inside must be pretty fucked up then.
The only problem with that is that, for something to be fucked up, there HAS TO be something. Otherwise it's just nothing.... Right, guys? Get it? Nothing?... Heheps heheps... Erm...
Anyways, what I'm trying to say is that these days there's this emptiness that fills me, however stupid and illogical that may sound. There's nothing. There, where a lot once was, nothing but shadows trying to hold on to some half forgotten identity remain.
You see, the older I get, the more things I have to give up, that's life. But I'm not an old man, no matter how much my friends joke about it. I'm only 30, and already have given up so much. And for what point and purpose? Maybe it's the beer talking, or maybe it's because I am so goddamn nervous about the stupid test I have to take this Sunday, or maybe it's everything that's been happening in this spec of land we call a country... But this sucks.
And yeah, I just quoted Rocky, and if you thinking about giving me an inspirational quote, like "It ain't about how hard you're hit. It's about how hard you can get hit and keep moving forward"... That's crap. I love those movies man, except for Rocky V of course... Piece of shit movie... But let's be realistic. Yeah, I can keep moving forward. I have shown you I can, man. The problem is the same problem that have been and the same problem that will ever be: Is it worth it?
I have no answer for that.
Saturday, November 16, 2013
Politics
Let me just be clear from the get go: I HATE POLITICS. I do, I really do; there is nothing that makes my rage go up as high and as quick as politics.... Well, maybe Emos, but they're not a problem these days.
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Stupid Emos.
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Anyway. On to the point.
The other day my dad was talking about the situation that's been going on here in the last few days, the whole ransacking shit. Some say it's this guy's fault other say it's the other guy's fault and to be honest I couldn't care less who's fault it is; bottom line is, some dude came up on TV and said "People, go nuts" and people went nuts. Now I know for a fact that merchants are making less money than they are expending, IF THEY MAKE MONEY AT ALL, because some people are just stealing shit! And my dad comes up and says, all triumphant, all filled with pride, like some super hero just got here to rescue us "The president of Fedecamaras asked the government to show record of whom they have delivered the dollars to", because, you know, if they got their merchandise at a "fair price" they should be selling at a "fair prize"... That's the government's excuse for all this; and if they happen to be making this up, that means they lose, right? I said to him "What does it matters if they have compelling evidence of everything they say the government have done wrong?". He just got mad a me and called me a pessimist, that we have to believe that something will happen. I've got news for you:
YOU'VE BEEN WAITING FOR SOMETHING TO HAPPEN SINCE 1998!
And nothing's happened, and nothing will EVER happen. No one will do anything. And you're stuck with this dude until A.- They all magically die... Unlikely, B.- Someone pulls a coup SUCCESSFULLY, C.- All hell breaks lose, or D.- We get a visit from Uncle Sam.
Like I told you before, I hate politics, all of it! At least the politics I am accustomed to... meaning they way they do politics here. Maybe politicians in other countries do their job well, but not here. I definitely don't like the guys in charge but I DO NOT like the other guys either. They're weak. They call themselves "opposing party", but it's more like "whining about others and do nothing party". "Oh, but, guaji... We want peace, and protect lives and all that hippie crap shit, not all out mayhem" Open your goddamn eyes. We have no peace, people die everyday... A LOT... we have none of that hippie crap, but instead we have all out mayhem. So what are we really protecting?
People. Lets face it. They all suck. They ALL have sucked. I mean, I only 30 years old, right? Some people (mainly old farts) may even call me a "kid". But I have a dad, and a mom, and I used to have a lot of grandparents, although now there's only one left alive. And my mom and dad have uncles and aunties... and I have known all of them, and their friends! I have sat down and talk to them. Old people. People that's 70 and 80 years old. And they have never talked nicely about ANY GOVERNMENT. In fact the last time I heard someone say something like "in those times, you could sleep with the front door open" or "people lived good" or "Venezuela moved forward economically" or "we had a great infrastructure development in that time", they were talking about Marcos Perez Jimenez.
And he was a dictator.
So
Fucking
Sad
So. I've spoken my mind. Next time you're feeling like telling me "Maduro rocks" or "Maduro sucks", just don't, man. I hate politics. You don't see me telling religious people to quit their religion because I dislike it. You don't see me telling my brother how fucking awesome I think Metal is, because I know he doesn't like Metal. So please, PLEASE, do not talk to me about politics. Wanna write about it, do it! I'll just don't read it and we can all be happy. But one thing is to post something somewhere, and another VERY DIFFERENT thing is to sat down next to me and start a conversation saying "So, how about that Daka situation?". Don't do that, please. There's a lot of other interesting things to talk about.
Thank you in advance.
Yours truly:
HeavyMetalGuaji.
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Stupid Emos.
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Anyway. On to the point.
The other day my dad was talking about the situation that's been going on here in the last few days, the whole ransacking shit. Some say it's this guy's fault other say it's the other guy's fault and to be honest I couldn't care less who's fault it is; bottom line is, some dude came up on TV and said "People, go nuts" and people went nuts. Now I know for a fact that merchants are making less money than they are expending, IF THEY MAKE MONEY AT ALL, because some people are just stealing shit! And my dad comes up and says, all triumphant, all filled with pride, like some super hero just got here to rescue us "The president of Fedecamaras asked the government to show record of whom they have delivered the dollars to", because, you know, if they got their merchandise at a "fair price" they should be selling at a "fair prize"... That's the government's excuse for all this; and if they happen to be making this up, that means they lose, right? I said to him "What does it matters if they have compelling evidence of everything they say the government have done wrong?". He just got mad a me and called me a pessimist, that we have to believe that something will happen. I've got news for you:
YOU'VE BEEN WAITING FOR SOMETHING TO HAPPEN SINCE 1998!
And nothing's happened, and nothing will EVER happen. No one will do anything. And you're stuck with this dude until A.- They all magically die... Unlikely, B.- Someone pulls a coup SUCCESSFULLY, C.- All hell breaks lose, or D.- We get a visit from Uncle Sam.
Like I told you before, I hate politics, all of it! At least the politics I am accustomed to... meaning they way they do politics here. Maybe politicians in other countries do their job well, but not here. I definitely don't like the guys in charge but I DO NOT like the other guys either. They're weak. They call themselves "opposing party", but it's more like "whining about others and do nothing party". "Oh, but, guaji... We want peace, and protect lives and all that hippie crap shit, not all out mayhem" Open your goddamn eyes. We have no peace, people die everyday... A LOT... we have none of that hippie crap, but instead we have all out mayhem. So what are we really protecting?
People. Lets face it. They all suck. They ALL have sucked. I mean, I only 30 years old, right? Some people (mainly old farts) may even call me a "kid". But I have a dad, and a mom, and I used to have a lot of grandparents, although now there's only one left alive. And my mom and dad have uncles and aunties... and I have known all of them, and their friends! I have sat down and talk to them. Old people. People that's 70 and 80 years old. And they have never talked nicely about ANY GOVERNMENT. In fact the last time I heard someone say something like "in those times, you could sleep with the front door open" or "people lived good" or "Venezuela moved forward economically" or "we had a great infrastructure development in that time", they were talking about Marcos Perez Jimenez.
And he was a dictator.
So
Fucking
Sad
So. I've spoken my mind. Next time you're feeling like telling me "Maduro rocks" or "Maduro sucks", just don't, man. I hate politics. You don't see me telling religious people to quit their religion because I dislike it. You don't see me telling my brother how fucking awesome I think Metal is, because I know he doesn't like Metal. So please, PLEASE, do not talk to me about politics. Wanna write about it, do it! I'll just don't read it and we can all be happy. But one thing is to post something somewhere, and another VERY DIFFERENT thing is to sat down next to me and start a conversation saying "So, how about that Daka situation?". Don't do that, please. There's a lot of other interesting things to talk about.
Thank you in advance.
Yours truly:
HeavyMetalGuaji.
Tuesday, November 12, 2013
Madonna
There is a guy I'm starting to really dislike, and I mean REALLY dislike. It's not like "Shut the fuck up, dude" or "Go fuck a goat, man"... No no, it's more like "We do not speak the name of the devil in this house of god" kind of stuff.
I met the guy at a friend's birthday party, and let me tell you something: I had heard stories of a douchebag so great that knows no boundaries; that this physic plane of existence in which we live cannot contain his douchbagness... But I was skeptic. Even when my viking-like life long friend told me that this guy was unbearable, I remained a skeptic. Guess what? The guy is not as much a douchebag as my friend told me... He's worse.
He is so powerfully mamahuevo, that I have not to deal with the guy to automatically be annoyed by him. Believe me, I have crossed like 3 sentences with him, and I can't stand his comments. You know what the problem is? When you're dead, you don't know that you are dead... It is only difficult for the people that's around you (or rather "were" around you), and it is the same thing with stupidity.
I was willing to let go, just complain to those that would find it funny until it just gets old and shit, but this morning he said something that exceeded my expectations. A girl I know just got surgery, she had too much of a "condition" (tee hee) and that was causing her a problem, so she took care of that. Now this whimpering simian comes and says that it's her fault, that the problem is not biological in nature but is an attitude problem, and that she should have not agreed to the surgery because, in a way, it is offensive. BTW, I'm not saying what exactly happened unless I'm given permission to write about it; in the end I'm here to trash someone and that is not her, but him... HIM!!! Dude, 100.000 sperm, and you were the fastest?!.
This guy... Jesus... I mean, seriously...
I'm gonna be a good guy. We have a problem. I'm gonna do as YOU would, and use my will to end this problem. This is me doing an attitude change, so that we all can get better.
Lyrics? Of course!
世直し - Good Vibration
お前に仕事は無い。いけてる仕事は無い。儲かる仕事はない。
今時、仕事は無い。
両親、苦労で出た大学も、無駄、無駄、無駄使い!
解らないのか?バカ息子。無駄、無駄、無駄使い!
こいつの痛みを思い知れ!電源不要のエレキ技
電気アン・マー、電気アン・マー、
痺れる股間に衝撃波
電気アン・マー、電気アン・マー、
電気アン・マー
お前に恋人なし。素敵な恋愛なし。棚から牡丹餅なし。
ハートを磨く気なし。
大金、叩いてエステに通う、無駄、無駄、無駄使い!
解らないのか?バカ娘。無駄、無駄、無駄使い!
こいつの痛みを思い知れ!電源不要のエレキ技
電気アン・マー、電気アン・マー、
痺れる股間に衝撃波
電気アン・マー、電気アン・マー、
電気アン・マー
無し、無し。
愛する気持ちが無い。感謝の気持ちが無い。反省する気も無い。
トイレにペーパー無し。
地球の温度が上がってる。無駄、無駄、無駄使い!
解らないのか?バカヤロウ。無駄、無駄、無駄使い!
こいつの痛みを思い知れ!電源不要のエレキ技
電気アン・マー、電気アン・マー、
痺れる股間に衝撃波
電気アン・マー、電気アン・マー、
痺れる股間に衝撃波
電気アン・マー、電気アン・マー、
痺れる股間に衝撃波
電気アン・マー、電気アン・マー、
電気アン・マー 無し、無し。
I met the guy at a friend's birthday party, and let me tell you something: I had heard stories of a douchebag so great that knows no boundaries; that this physic plane of existence in which we live cannot contain his douchbagness... But I was skeptic. Even when my viking-like life long friend told me that this guy was unbearable, I remained a skeptic. Guess what? The guy is not as much a douchebag as my friend told me... He's worse.
He is so powerfully mamahuevo, that I have not to deal with the guy to automatically be annoyed by him. Believe me, I have crossed like 3 sentences with him, and I can't stand his comments. You know what the problem is? When you're dead, you don't know that you are dead... It is only difficult for the people that's around you (or rather "were" around you), and it is the same thing with stupidity.
I was willing to let go, just complain to those that would find it funny until it just gets old and shit, but this morning he said something that exceeded my expectations. A girl I know just got surgery, she had too much of a "condition" (tee hee) and that was causing her a problem, so she took care of that. Now this whimpering simian comes and says that it's her fault, that the problem is not biological in nature but is an attitude problem, and that she should have not agreed to the surgery because, in a way, it is offensive. BTW, I'm not saying what exactly happened unless I'm given permission to write about it; in the end I'm here to trash someone and that is not her, but him... HIM!!! Dude, 100.000 sperm, and you were the fastest?!.
This guy... Jesus... I mean, seriously...
I'm gonna be a good guy. We have a problem. I'm gonna do as YOU would, and use my will to end this problem. This is me doing an attitude change, so that we all can get better.
Lyrics? Of course!
世直し - Good Vibration
お前に仕事は無い。いけてる仕事は無い。儲かる仕事はない。
今時、仕事は無い。
両親、苦労で出た大学も、無駄、無駄、無駄使い!
解らないのか?バカ息子。無駄、無駄、無駄使い!
こいつの痛みを思い知れ!電源不要のエレキ技
電気アン・マー、電気アン・マー、
痺れる股間に衝撃波
電気アン・マー、電気アン・マー、
電気アン・マー
お前に恋人なし。素敵な恋愛なし。棚から牡丹餅なし。
ハートを磨く気なし。
大金、叩いてエステに通う、無駄、無駄、無駄使い!
解らないのか?バカ娘。無駄、無駄、無駄使い!
こいつの痛みを思い知れ!電源不要のエレキ技
電気アン・マー、電気アン・マー、
痺れる股間に衝撃波
電気アン・マー、電気アン・マー、
電気アン・マー
無し、無し。
愛する気持ちが無い。感謝の気持ちが無い。反省する気も無い。
トイレにペーパー無し。
地球の温度が上がってる。無駄、無駄、無駄使い!
解らないのか?バカヤロウ。無駄、無駄、無駄使い!
こいつの痛みを思い知れ!電源不要のエレキ技
電気アン・マー、電気アン・マー、
痺れる股間に衝撃波
電気アン・マー、電気アン・マー、
痺れる股間に衝撃波
電気アン・マー、電気アン・マー、
痺れる股間に衝撃波
電気アン・マー、電気アン・マー、
電気アン・マー 無し、無し。
Saturday, November 09, 2013
"I know the type"
I will start this in the same way that H.P. Lovecraft began The Thing on The Doorway, with a sentence that I will write again at the end of this post.
So let it be written, let it be known: You DO NOT know me. You never did. I mean, how could you have ever known me?
When I was living in Caracas I met this girl right, she was a decent person, cute and everything; but she had one problem: a closed mind. A closed mind should be considered a terminal disease. A terminal disease stops you from living, I mean, how the hell are you gonna live your live strapped to a bunch of cables and shit? It's sad, it's harsh, but we know it to be true. That is why people sign those DNR things! And so, in a way, a closed mind stop us from living.
When I met her, this girl thought she knew me. She took one look at me and thought: "metal head, likes video games, likes anime... He's nice, but I know the type". Well, that pissed me off a little bit, to be honest, but I didn't care what she thought of me so fuck her and her friends, whom we called "Yupies" because of some weird caraque~an reason that escapes my understanding. But let's imagine for a moment, if you will, that the humble guy writing this crap right here DID care for the girl, what do you think would have happened? I'll tell you, she would have said something like "it's not gonna work". Everyone is entitled to their opinion, that would have been hers and my answer would have been "if we do not try, we'll never know". It could have been awful, or I could have been the love of her life, and she missed on the opportunity to be with a guy that would have made her happy in ways that no one else could have and with whom she could have lived the most wonderful of experiences.
See my point now? No? Let's try this another way.
I was in a long term relationship with a girl some years afterwards, we hurt each other like crazy, we broke up after 4 years, but in the end I regret NOTHING. Even with all the problems we could have had, those 4 years taught me more than any other 4 years of my life. I had a great time, I loved her like I have never loved anyone and, even though we went through a lot, I felt alive. I could have said "She's nice, but I know the type", and I would have passed on 4 great years.
If you're not getting it you're just playing dumb.
Why am I writing this? As usual, I need to get some shit off my chest because of some recent stuff. I would tell her straight but she's too stubborn and would not get it. BELIEVE ME, I have tried. I met you, I let you in, I grew up by doing so. I'm not the same guy. I know now that I can be more tolerant than I thought I could. I know that I am willing to do a lot more for that person, not because she ask, but because I want to, because I can. I got to know you! In fact, I wish you would have let me in... But you didn't.
So let it be written, let it be known: You DO NOT know me. You never did. I mean, how could you have ever known me?
It's ok. I'm not mad, you can do whatever you want. It's a free country... mostly.
So let it be written, let it be known: You DO NOT know me. You never did. I mean, how could you have ever known me?
When I was living in Caracas I met this girl right, she was a decent person, cute and everything; but she had one problem: a closed mind. A closed mind should be considered a terminal disease. A terminal disease stops you from living, I mean, how the hell are you gonna live your live strapped to a bunch of cables and shit? It's sad, it's harsh, but we know it to be true. That is why people sign those DNR things! And so, in a way, a closed mind stop us from living.
When I met her, this girl thought she knew me. She took one look at me and thought: "metal head, likes video games, likes anime... He's nice, but I know the type". Well, that pissed me off a little bit, to be honest, but I didn't care what she thought of me so fuck her and her friends, whom we called "Yupies" because of some weird caraque~an reason that escapes my understanding. But let's imagine for a moment, if you will, that the humble guy writing this crap right here DID care for the girl, what do you think would have happened? I'll tell you, she would have said something like "it's not gonna work". Everyone is entitled to their opinion, that would have been hers and my answer would have been "if we do not try, we'll never know". It could have been awful, or I could have been the love of her life, and she missed on the opportunity to be with a guy that would have made her happy in ways that no one else could have and with whom she could have lived the most wonderful of experiences.
See my point now? No? Let's try this another way.
I was in a long term relationship with a girl some years afterwards, we hurt each other like crazy, we broke up after 4 years, but in the end I regret NOTHING. Even with all the problems we could have had, those 4 years taught me more than any other 4 years of my life. I had a great time, I loved her like I have never loved anyone and, even though we went through a lot, I felt alive. I could have said "She's nice, but I know the type", and I would have passed on 4 great years.
If you're not getting it you're just playing dumb.
Why am I writing this? As usual, I need to get some shit off my chest because of some recent stuff. I would tell her straight but she's too stubborn and would not get it. BELIEVE ME, I have tried. I met you, I let you in, I grew up by doing so. I'm not the same guy. I know now that I can be more tolerant than I thought I could. I know that I am willing to do a lot more for that person, not because she ask, but because I want to, because I can. I got to know you! In fact, I wish you would have let me in... But you didn't.
So let it be written, let it be known: You DO NOT know me. You never did. I mean, how could you have ever known me?
It's ok. I'm not mad, you can do whatever you want. It's a free country... mostly.
Tuesday, September 17, 2013
Mira vos...
Siempre he sido un carajo con unos puntos de vista bastante fuertes, y con esos puntos de vista he generado, con algo de frecuencia, controversia. Durante mucho tiempo lo hice en este blog, que quedo en el olvido en vista de que me desanime porque deje de tener feedback de mis lectores, pero hacia mucho que no decía, al publico en general algo como lo que dije ayer con lo del sitio/botón para señalar las cosas que no nos gustan.
Por que escribo esto? Fácil:
Después de pensarlo un poco, me he dado cuenta que me gusta generar un poco de caos. Me gusta hablar lo que me de la gana y después que me hagan comentarios al respecto. Si resulta que estas equivocado, me gusta demostrártelo y ponerte en tu sitio; y si el equivocado soy yo, bueno dímelo, carajo, porque si no me estoy dando cuenta, como me hago mejor persona entonces?
Recientemente me uní a facebook, y voy a intentar usar eso, como una herramienta para impulsar esto otro. A ver que tal me va, a ver si llego a esos 30 - 35 post anuales a los que llegue en algún momento.
Bien, si estas acá y te sientes curioso, y estas pensando "de que carajos habla Guaji?", quédate un rato y rato y revisa entradas antiguas; eso si, la GRAN mayoría lo vas a encontrar en ingles y mi ortografía no era tan buena en aquel entonces, así que perdón de ante mano, pero mejoro mucho y muy rápido! Eso si.
Recomiendo http://aodhide.blogspot.com/search/label/That%20Piss%20Me porque eran los mas comentados.
Anyhow...
See you around, I hope.
Por que escribo esto? Fácil:
Después de pensarlo un poco, me he dado cuenta que me gusta generar un poco de caos. Me gusta hablar lo que me de la gana y después que me hagan comentarios al respecto. Si resulta que estas equivocado, me gusta demostrártelo y ponerte en tu sitio; y si el equivocado soy yo, bueno dímelo, carajo, porque si no me estoy dando cuenta, como me hago mejor persona entonces?
Recientemente me uní a facebook, y voy a intentar usar eso, como una herramienta para impulsar esto otro. A ver que tal me va, a ver si llego a esos 30 - 35 post anuales a los que llegue en algún momento.
Bien, si estas acá y te sientes curioso, y estas pensando "de que carajos habla Guaji?", quédate un rato y rato y revisa entradas antiguas; eso si, la GRAN mayoría lo vas a encontrar en ingles y mi ortografía no era tan buena en aquel entonces, así que perdón de ante mano, pero mejoro mucho y muy rápido! Eso si.
Recomiendo http://aodhide.blogspot.com/search/label/That%20Piss%20Me porque eran los mas comentados.
Anyhow...
See you around, I hope.
Tuesday, January 01, 2013
Mid Season Finale - The Duel
Tsuma, 1019. On a cold spring night.
Doji Satsume, The Emerald Champion, was known as The Grinning Crane. He once was with The Emperor's Guard and, during a ninja incursion, he got a scar that goes from his left eyebrow to the corner of his mouth while protecting The Hantei. As the wound healed, it contracted the skin of his face leaving him with a permanent half-grin. A constant reminder, for him and anyone else, of his loyalty to The Emerald Throne.
Lately, tensions between his Clan, which he still led, and the Lion, and his duties as Emerald Champion have left him to rely more and more on his son, Hoturi, despite their relationship not being the best. But tonight he was faced with something he could not pass onto Hoturi, something that could increase the tension between the aforementioned Clans: Ichiro Akimoto, The Champion of the Badger Clan was slain. And the only witness was a boy who had not gone through gempukku: Bayushi Sugai, Bayushi Kachiko's nephew.
Just moments ago Sugai had given his testimony, claiming that one of Ichiro's retinue was an infiltrated ninja that had slain him and his yojimbos. "Fortunately, I was drawn to the sounds of battle, took a sword from one of the fallen, chased the traitor and killed him". With no other witnesses to counter his story and evidence of a ninja attack in the corpses The Emerald Champion praised Sugai for his actions although it may be clear to many in the room, Otaku Shiko included, that Sugai was not telling everything or was involved in the murder somehow. But Rokugani justice concerns itself with direct evidence an eyewitness accounts, not suspicion and deduction. So everyone stood quiet... Everyone but Otaku Shiko.
"You cannot leave yet, he IS the killer! You all know this to be truth!" Those had been Otaku Shiko's words to Doji stasume. The room was silent as a crypt. All eyes were locked onto Otaku Shiko. Only the hiss of The Emerald Champion's breath could be heard as he tried to contain his anger and decide the fate of the young and impetuous samurai-ko. Sugai, however broke the silence "You have insulted the honor of My Lady Kachiko and mine!! Such a stain can only be cleansed by your death."
Silence. Then a nod from the Emerald Champion and the duel was sanctioned.
Satsume left the room before it happened and left Bayushi Shoju, Akodo Toturi and Doji Hoturi as witness. Otaku Shiko and her companions were shocked when they saw students of the Kakita Iaiutsu school bring in beautiful katanas as they realized how serious this matter was.
Shiko was nervous. She wasn't expecting this. She was young, inexperienced, and she had made a terrible etiquette breach, but she meant no disrespect; at least not to Lady Kachiko anyways. But now she could barely grasp the severity of her mistake. Both Sugai and Shiko took the swords, stood in front of each other but only she bowed. Both took the dueling stance. Kitsu Mitsuko saw the flaw on Shiko's technique just an instant before the duelists drew their blades. Saugai bested his opponent with ease, but she did not die with a single stroke. Shiko fell to the floor with tears in her eyes as Sugai walked towards her and slowly raised his sword. With a swift motion he cut off her head.
He took a cloth from his pocket, cleaned his sword and respectfully gave it back to the students that brought it. He bowed to the witnesses and glared at Shiko's companions as he went out. The first witness to leave was Bayushi Shoju, Hoturi looked at Toturi for a moment and then they both stood up and left, leaving Shiko's companions shocked, and alone in the room.
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Author's note:
Merry belated Xmas and a Happy New Year to all my players, this is for them. They are:
Hiruma Wakukomaru, Doji Ishiko, Kakita Moriko, Togashi Bakatono, Akodo Makushi, Kitsu Mitsuko, Asako Maori, Isawa Hikari, Shosuro Yukiko, Iuchi Temujin and Tsuruchi Kayo.
You say you love the game and you say thanks to your Game Master, but the truth is that without you guys I'm just a geek with some weird books. So thank YOU.
Truly yours:
-Arashi no HeavyMetalGuaji-
Doji Satsume, The Emerald Champion, was known as The Grinning Crane. He once was with The Emperor's Guard and, during a ninja incursion, he got a scar that goes from his left eyebrow to the corner of his mouth while protecting The Hantei. As the wound healed, it contracted the skin of his face leaving him with a permanent half-grin. A constant reminder, for him and anyone else, of his loyalty to The Emerald Throne.
Lately, tensions between his Clan, which he still led, and the Lion, and his duties as Emerald Champion have left him to rely more and more on his son, Hoturi, despite their relationship not being the best. But tonight he was faced with something he could not pass onto Hoturi, something that could increase the tension between the aforementioned Clans: Ichiro Akimoto, The Champion of the Badger Clan was slain. And the only witness was a boy who had not gone through gempukku: Bayushi Sugai, Bayushi Kachiko's nephew.
Just moments ago Sugai had given his testimony, claiming that one of Ichiro's retinue was an infiltrated ninja that had slain him and his yojimbos. "Fortunately, I was drawn to the sounds of battle, took a sword from one of the fallen, chased the traitor and killed him". With no other witnesses to counter his story and evidence of a ninja attack in the corpses The Emerald Champion praised Sugai for his actions although it may be clear to many in the room, Otaku Shiko included, that Sugai was not telling everything or was involved in the murder somehow. But Rokugani justice concerns itself with direct evidence an eyewitness accounts, not suspicion and deduction. So everyone stood quiet... Everyone but Otaku Shiko.
"You cannot leave yet, he IS the killer! You all know this to be truth!" Those had been Otaku Shiko's words to Doji stasume. The room was silent as a crypt. All eyes were locked onto Otaku Shiko. Only the hiss of The Emerald Champion's breath could be heard as he tried to contain his anger and decide the fate of the young and impetuous samurai-ko. Sugai, however broke the silence "You have insulted the honor of My Lady Kachiko and mine!! Such a stain can only be cleansed by your death."
Silence. Then a nod from the Emerald Champion and the duel was sanctioned.
Satsume left the room before it happened and left Bayushi Shoju, Akodo Toturi and Doji Hoturi as witness. Otaku Shiko and her companions were shocked when they saw students of the Kakita Iaiutsu school bring in beautiful katanas as they realized how serious this matter was.
Shiko was nervous. She wasn't expecting this. She was young, inexperienced, and she had made a terrible etiquette breach, but she meant no disrespect; at least not to Lady Kachiko anyways. But now she could barely grasp the severity of her mistake. Both Sugai and Shiko took the swords, stood in front of each other but only she bowed. Both took the dueling stance. Kitsu Mitsuko saw the flaw on Shiko's technique just an instant before the duelists drew their blades. Saugai bested his opponent with ease, but she did not die with a single stroke. Shiko fell to the floor with tears in her eyes as Sugai walked towards her and slowly raised his sword. With a swift motion he cut off her head.
He took a cloth from his pocket, cleaned his sword and respectfully gave it back to the students that brought it. He bowed to the witnesses and glared at Shiko's companions as he went out. The first witness to leave was Bayushi Shoju, Hoturi looked at Toturi for a moment and then they both stood up and left, leaving Shiko's companions shocked, and alone in the room.
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Author's note:
Merry belated Xmas and a Happy New Year to all my players, this is for them. They are:
Hiruma Wakukomaru, Doji Ishiko, Kakita Moriko, Togashi Bakatono, Akodo Makushi, Kitsu Mitsuko, Asako Maori, Isawa Hikari, Shosuro Yukiko, Iuchi Temujin and Tsuruchi Kayo.
You say you love the game and you say thanks to your Game Master, but the truth is that without you guys I'm just a geek with some weird books. So thank YOU.
Truly yours:
-Arashi no HeavyMetalGuaji-
Monday, November 26, 2012
The Copycat, Episode 02
Bien, capitulo 02 por aca...
Bayushi Dokusatsu fue un pana mmmm algo complicado. Para el su honor era una especie de moneda, la cual invertía y recuperaba haciendo buenas y malas obras para lograr sus objetivos. Veneno, mentiras sutiles (y no tan sutiles), manipulación y subterfugio lo llevaron lejos. Al clon... not so much. Por cierto, lo de "Yo se nadar" es el lema de la familia de la cual viene Dokusatsu, por aca esta la historia completa.
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PD: Un bonus porque no puse nada en el fin de semana
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PD: Un bonus porque no puse nada en el fin de semana
Thursday, November 22, 2012
The Copycat, Episode 01
Bueno, termine de dibujar y escanear esto.
Para que se hagan una idea de la cuestión: Marko era un vampiro, Gangrel de Ciudad, malo, muy muy malo. Tuvo un monstruo (según el) como creador y el es lo que (de nuevo, según el) aprendió de su maestro. Marko mato mucha gente, incluyendo a varios miembros del grupo con quien jugaba en ese momento, de hecho a un mismo jugador le mate 2 personajes xD
Luego hicieron un personaje igual a el, en cuanto a estadísticas y tal, y la personalidad era de ese villano a la fuerza que ponen en las películas malas, un malo sin motivación o razón de ser malo. De mas esta decir que a punta de fuerza se convirtió en el bully del grupo. Según lo que he podido observar de comentarios de otros jugadores es que a Marko le tenían arrechera por que era un hijo de puta de la misma manera que Louis le tenia arrechera a Lestat... A la copia le tenían arrechera por necio,
Me dio mucha ladilla, después de haberlo escaneado escribir el titulo con lápiz así que lo puse con la computadora.
Les presento....
Las Aventuras de... Marko?
Para que se hagan una idea de la cuestión: Marko era un vampiro, Gangrel de Ciudad, malo, muy muy malo. Tuvo un monstruo (según el) como creador y el es lo que (de nuevo, según el) aprendió de su maestro. Marko mato mucha gente, incluyendo a varios miembros del grupo con quien jugaba en ese momento, de hecho a un mismo jugador le mate 2 personajes xD
Luego hicieron un personaje igual a el, en cuanto a estadísticas y tal, y la personalidad era de ese villano a la fuerza que ponen en las películas malas, un malo sin motivación o razón de ser malo. De mas esta decir que a punta de fuerza se convirtió en el bully del grupo. Según lo que he podido observar de comentarios de otros jugadores es que a Marko le tenían arrechera por que era un hijo de puta de la misma manera que Louis le tenia arrechera a Lestat... A la copia le tenían arrechera por necio,
The Copycat, Episode Zero
Pues miren nada mas, Guaji regreso a su viejo blog, y esta escribiendo en castellano!!
Ya se lo que están pensando, "esto le va a durar unos días y va a desaparecer de nuevo". Es probable, pero mientras este por acá, haré que "acá" sea divertido.
Resulta que tengo un amigo, bueno, tengo varios, pero este en particular es un caso. De un tiempo para acá tengo la sospecha de que el pana esta siguiendo mis pasos muy de cerca, por decirlo de alguna manera. A que me refiero?
Como sabrán, yo juego rol. Y hace tiempo lleve a un personaje, Marko Tempesta, de quien escribí por acá por cierto. Luego de esto este caballero hizo un personaje para si mismo muy igual a este. Luego lleve un personaje llamado Bayushi Dokusatsu, con un concepto muy fuera de lo que normalmente hace el grupo de personas con quienes juego. Tiempo después el caballero hizo un personaje muy parecido si no igual con el cual quería hacer las mismas cosas que yo hice con Dokusatsu. Luego el se hizo un carajo, un Cangrejo, no recuerdo su nombre ahora, al cual modelo un 1000% tras un NPC (un cangrejo como el) que yo hice después de ver como el NPC lo hizo quedar en ridículo en una pelea. Y también esta Ante Krvavica Pozar, un Lasombra que jugué por un tiempo, luego este caballero quería quedarse con ese personaje debido a que yo me ausente un tiempo, pero el master se rehusó. Para una partida nueva, adivinen que personaje se hizo... You got it. Hey, yo vi la hoja de personaje, y punto por punto es la misma mierda.
Eso en cuento al rol, El Metal Militia me lo quite del nick porque X, era un prefijo tonto, no tenia mucha importancia. Y vamos a no hablar de la vez en la que la chica con quien yo salia me hizo un comentario que por poco me hace arrechar con el pana, los que lean esto sabrán a que me refiero al leer lo siguiente: Voltea pa'que te enamores. Sin embargo no le paré. Pero lo de hoy me saco la piedra. La usurpación de identidad me saco la piedra en serio.
Me escribe otro pana por el telefono y me informa que este señor tiene de nick en Instagram "HeavyMetalXxxxx" No voy a poner el resto para no hacer alusión directa a el... por ahora.
Pana...
1.- Que falta de originalidad! Si te gusto la idea, porque no intentar "HardRockXxxxx"? Va por la misma idea pero no es EXACTAMENTE lo mismo.
2.- Tomando en cuenta todo lo anteriormente mencionado... En serio?
3.- Ya me arreché, y como no hay mejor manera de desquitarme: Troll Mode- ON!!
Esperen por mas posts de la serie.
Ya se lo que están pensando, "esto le va a durar unos días y va a desaparecer de nuevo". Es probable, pero mientras este por acá, haré que "acá" sea divertido.
Resulta que tengo un amigo, bueno, tengo varios, pero este en particular es un caso. De un tiempo para acá tengo la sospecha de que el pana esta siguiendo mis pasos muy de cerca, por decirlo de alguna manera. A que me refiero?
Como sabrán, yo juego rol. Y hace tiempo lleve a un personaje, Marko Tempesta, de quien escribí por acá por cierto. Luego de esto este caballero hizo un personaje para si mismo muy igual a este. Luego lleve un personaje llamado Bayushi Dokusatsu, con un concepto muy fuera de lo que normalmente hace el grupo de personas con quienes juego. Tiempo después el caballero hizo un personaje muy parecido si no igual con el cual quería hacer las mismas cosas que yo hice con Dokusatsu. Luego el se hizo un carajo, un Cangrejo, no recuerdo su nombre ahora, al cual modelo un 1000% tras un NPC (un cangrejo como el) que yo hice después de ver como el NPC lo hizo quedar en ridículo en una pelea. Y también esta Ante Krvavica Pozar, un Lasombra que jugué por un tiempo, luego este caballero quería quedarse con ese personaje debido a que yo me ausente un tiempo, pero el master se rehusó. Para una partida nueva, adivinen que personaje se hizo... You got it. Hey, yo vi la hoja de personaje, y punto por punto es la misma mierda.
Eso en cuento al rol, El Metal Militia me lo quite del nick porque X, era un prefijo tonto, no tenia mucha importancia. Y vamos a no hablar de la vez en la que la chica con quien yo salia me hizo un comentario que por poco me hace arrechar con el pana, los que lean esto sabrán a que me refiero al leer lo siguiente: Voltea pa'que te enamores. Sin embargo no le paré. Pero lo de hoy me saco la piedra. La usurpación de identidad me saco la piedra en serio.
Me escribe otro pana por el telefono y me informa que este señor tiene de nick en Instagram "HeavyMetalXxxxx" No voy a poner el resto para no hacer alusión directa a el... por ahora.
Pana...
1.- Que falta de originalidad! Si te gusto la idea, porque no intentar "HardRockXxxxx"? Va por la misma idea pero no es EXACTAMENTE lo mismo.
2.- Tomando en cuenta todo lo anteriormente mencionado... En serio?
3.- Ya me arreché, y como no hay mejor manera de desquitarme: Troll Mode- ON!!
Esperen por mas posts de la serie.
Monday, September 12, 2011
Again: Anthem!!!!
Wow, long time no writing. Work's got me pretty busy but the real thing is that I've been tinkering with tumblr and G+ for a time now. Anyhow, I've already made an Anthem post here, but I'm making a new one because my elven nakama asked (more like commanded me) to make one; and I know just what to do.
Recently I shared a video on G+ and he liked it, it was about a live performance these guys made in 2005, it was the 20th Anniversary Tour. I'm gonna post some videos while talking about the band... you know, for educational purposes.
This is the 1st song of the show, Onslaught, from their album Eternal Warrior (2004). It show the current line up which is Shibata "Ski" Naoto on bass, Sakamoto Eizo on vocals, Shimizu Akio on guitar and Homma Hirotsugu on drums. After this song they played 9 other, and then they went out with a bang, as if the show was over... But wait.. the DVD cover said there was still other 17 songs to be played.
After a couple of minutes Shibata came out. Regretfully I cannot speak Japanese so I have no clue what he says, but I have a feeling he-s talking about the band and it beginnings... So he start calling people to the stage, who? Well the original members of the band. They played classic Anthem songs, the songs they used to play when that line up was active. For this "stage"of the show I-ve chosen to show you a song called Victim in Your Eyes, form the Tightrope album that came up in 1986. The line up for this song is Shibata "Ski" Naoto on bass, Sakamoto Eizo on vocals, Fukuda Hiroya on guitar and Ohuchi "Mad" Takamasa on drums.
The original line up released 3 albums and, in 1988, Sakamoto left the band and went to pursue his own proyect: Animetal, a band every anime & tokusatsu fan should listen to. Anyhow, they got Morikawa Yukio to replace Sakamoto and thus in the tour at this time Sakamoto left the stage and Morikawa joined the band and played some other song of his "era" with Anthem. This is Hunting Time, from the Hunting Time album (1989)
In 1990 Anthem dealt with another departure. Fukuda left the band and Nakama "Shadow Walker" Hideaki joined. This guy is hilarious by the way. This next song is from the album No Smoke Without Fire (1990), one of my favourite songs: Shadow Walk.
Nakama left the band after recording just that one album and the search for a new guitarist began. Good thing these guys found Shimizu Akio, perhaps the best guitar player the band have had, technically speaking of course. They released just one album though, Domestic Booty in 1992 and after this they disbanded. "Final" line up: Shibata "Ski" Naoto on bass, Morikawa Yukio on vocals, Shimizu Akio on guitar and Ohuchi "Mad" Takamasa on drums. This song is called Venom Strike.
The band took a rather long hiatus and then, on 2000, they were joined by the legendary Graham Bonnet and released an album, with him on vocals, that featured all the classics sung in English. Great stuff. Unfortunately I have no knowledge of them ever being in a live show, so I'll just leave 2 songs here: Gypsy Ways and Blinded Pain.
In 2001 original singer Sakamoto Eizo rejoined the band and Ohuchi Takamasa was replaced with Homma Hirotsugu. These were the guys we watched in the first video, so I'm not gonna post any more stuff about them, but I will recommend that you listed to songs like: Eternal Warrior, Rescue You, The Sign, Immortal Bind, Freak Out, Running Blood, DIM and I better stop before I name all of them. To close this up I will post 2 more videos, why? Because they are awesome. After the show was done they came back out... all 8 members and played 2 more songs. Here they are. Do You Understand, from No Smoke Without Fire, and Wild Anthem, from their very first album: Anthem.
I hope you've enjoyed this. No go back to the top and play the videos again and/or go get the albums. It's the power of Metal that compels you!
Recently I shared a video on G+ and he liked it, it was about a live performance these guys made in 2005, it was the 20th Anniversary Tour. I'm gonna post some videos while talking about the band... you know, for educational purposes.
This is the 1st song of the show, Onslaught, from their album Eternal Warrior (2004). It show the current line up which is Shibata "Ski" Naoto on bass, Sakamoto Eizo on vocals, Shimizu Akio on guitar and Homma Hirotsugu on drums. After this song they played 9 other, and then they went out with a bang, as if the show was over... But wait.. the DVD cover said there was still other 17 songs to be played.
After a couple of minutes Shibata came out. Regretfully I cannot speak Japanese so I have no clue what he says, but I have a feeling he-s talking about the band and it beginnings... So he start calling people to the stage, who? Well the original members of the band. They played classic Anthem songs, the songs they used to play when that line up was active. For this "stage"of the show I-ve chosen to show you a song called Victim in Your Eyes, form the Tightrope album that came up in 1986. The line up for this song is Shibata "Ski" Naoto on bass, Sakamoto Eizo on vocals, Fukuda Hiroya on guitar and Ohuchi "Mad" Takamasa on drums.
The original line up released 3 albums and, in 1988, Sakamoto left the band and went to pursue his own proyect: Animetal, a band every anime & tokusatsu fan should listen to. Anyhow, they got Morikawa Yukio to replace Sakamoto and thus in the tour at this time Sakamoto left the stage and Morikawa joined the band and played some other song of his "era" with Anthem. This is Hunting Time, from the Hunting Time album (1989)
In 1990 Anthem dealt with another departure. Fukuda left the band and Nakama "Shadow Walker" Hideaki joined. This guy is hilarious by the way. This next song is from the album No Smoke Without Fire (1990), one of my favourite songs: Shadow Walk.
Nakama left the band after recording just that one album and the search for a new guitarist began. Good thing these guys found Shimizu Akio, perhaps the best guitar player the band have had, technically speaking of course. They released just one album though, Domestic Booty in 1992 and after this they disbanded. "Final" line up: Shibata "Ski" Naoto on bass, Morikawa Yukio on vocals, Shimizu Akio on guitar and Ohuchi "Mad" Takamasa on drums. This song is called Venom Strike.
The band took a rather long hiatus and then, on 2000, they were joined by the legendary Graham Bonnet and released an album, with him on vocals, that featured all the classics sung in English. Great stuff. Unfortunately I have no knowledge of them ever being in a live show, so I'll just leave 2 songs here: Gypsy Ways and Blinded Pain.
In 2001 original singer Sakamoto Eizo rejoined the band and Ohuchi Takamasa was replaced with Homma Hirotsugu. These were the guys we watched in the first video, so I'm not gonna post any more stuff about them, but I will recommend that you listed to songs like: Eternal Warrior, Rescue You, The Sign, Immortal Bind, Freak Out, Running Blood, DIM and I better stop before I name all of them. To close this up I will post 2 more videos, why? Because they are awesome. After the show was done they came back out... all 8 members and played 2 more songs. Here they are. Do You Understand, from No Smoke Without Fire, and Wild Anthem, from their very first album: Anthem.
I hope you've enjoyed this. No go back to the top and play the videos again and/or go get the albums. It's the power of Metal that compels you!
Wednesday, July 20, 2011
Carta Abierta al Señor Faitelson
Yo en mi blog usualmente escribo en Ingles. No es mi idioma nativo, pero se me da mejor escribir en Ingles que en Español; sin embargo este post requiere que escriba en MI idioma debido al tema a tratar.
Este lunes, el Señor David Faitelson, comentarista deportivo de la cadena de deportes ESPN, hizo un comentario en twitter referente a la Selección Nacional de Fútbol Venezolana. El escribió:
Este lunes, el Señor David Faitelson, comentarista deportivo de la cadena de deportes ESPN, hizo un comentario en twitter referente a la Selección Nacional de Fútbol Venezolana. El escribió:
"No se si un equipo que jamás se haya dignado jugar una Copa Mundial merezca ganar una Copa América"
Esta carta tiene que ver con ese comentario. Voy a analizar 2 puntos desde una manera bastante objetiva y a exponer otro desde lo mas profundo de mi pasión vinotinto.
Primero Señor Faitelson dejemos algo en claro. Yo estoy muy consciente que el nivel de fútbol de la Selección Venezolana nunca ha sido el mas elevado en la confederación, pero eso no quiere decir que un equipo pequeño no pueda mejorar o dar sorpresas. ¿Recuerda cuando el Alcorcon venció por 4 goles al Real Madrid? ¿Cuando Grecia ganó la Eurocopa? Lo cual me lleva al primer punto que quiero analizar: ...un equipo que jamas se haya dignado a jugar una Copa Mundial... Que jamas se haya dignado, lease bien: que jamas se haya dignado! ¿No estamos siendo un poco severos acá Señor Faitelson? ¿Es decir que la selección solo va a las eliminatorias por cumplir?
Señor Faitelson la Selección Venezolana ha demostrado una gran mejora el los últimos años, se ha dejado todo en la cancha! Llegamos a Cuartos de final en la pasada Edicion de la Copa América y quedamos rankeados en 6to lugar por encima de Chile y Peru. Aca se pueden ver las estadísticas finales de la copa, por si no las tiene a la mano. Y como es que no se han dignado de jugar una Copa Mundial cuando para la copa del 2010 quedamos a solo 2 puntos de Uruguay en la tabla de clasificaciones; una Uruguay que fue a repechaje para luego quedar cuarto lugar en la Copa del Mundo cabe destacar. Aca puede verificar eso. ¿No se ha dignado en jugar una Copa Mundial? Me parece algo muy severo considerando como se ha comportado la Seleccion Venezolana en los ultimos tiempos; y cabe destacar Señor Faitelson que la CONMEBOL solo da 4 puestos y medio, y teniendo paises como Brasil, Argentina y Uruguay, que son practicamente participantes fijos, la clasificacion se le ve complicada, mas aun a equipos mas pequeños, pero que si han ido a Copas Mundiales, como Ecuador, Paraguay y Chile. ¿Entonces? ¿No nos hemos dignado? Repito mi pregunta, ¿No le parece muy severo decir eso?.
Lo que me lleva a exponer mi punto desde un el punto de vista de un fanático. Son ahora las 9:00am del dia jueves 21 aca en Venezuela y la derrota aun no la trago. ¿Por que? ¿Acaso no ganamos ante Ecuador y Chile con un juego al nivel del rival? No voy a decir que superior porque tampoco quiero sonar absurdo o fuera de sitio, pero no ha visto usted el nivel que han demostrado jugadores como Cichero, Vizcarrondo, Rincon, Vega (aunque a veces no inspire la mayor de las confianzas). ¿No se da cuenta que jugadores con experiencia, como Arango y Maldonado, si bien no fueron del todo decisivos, llevaron con experiencia adelante al equipo?.
Veamos a otros equipos:
- Mejico, solo anotó un gol y perdieron los tres partidos.
- Argentina, a pesar de ser local, solo ganó un partido.
- Brasil fallo 3 de los 4 penales que pateo.
- Paraguay jugara la final sin ganar ningún partido.
¿Aun cree usted que Venezuela no merece la Copa? A ver, yo no digo que ha sido el mejor equipo de la copa, tampoco digo que debió haberla ganado. Pero de haberla ganado, ¿no cree usted que es una justa recompensa? Incluso si el caso fuese que lo demas equipos se volvieron todos malos de la noche a la mañana y termina siendo Venezuela uno de los que tiene mejor nivel ¿acaso no tiene merito el mantener su nivel a pesar de que todos los demás se han vuelto mediocres? ¿Se merece Paraguay pasar a la final sin haber ganado un solo partido? ¿Usted vio el juego? ¿Vio como Venezuela jugo tan bien como Paraguay? ¿Vio que de momentos dominaba el partido? ¿Vio que pego 2 palos? ¿Que llego mas a puerta? ¿Que de hecho encajo un gol que fue anulado (bien anulado cabe destacar)? ¿Que termino Paraguay con uno menos y con el DT y su asistente echados fuera? ¿Eso si es un posible campeón? ¿Un equipo con 5 juegos y 5 empates si se lo merece solo por haber jugado la Copa del Mundo?
Primero Señor Faitelson dejemos algo en claro. Yo estoy muy consciente que el nivel de fútbol de la Selección Venezolana nunca ha sido el mas elevado en la confederación, pero eso no quiere decir que un equipo pequeño no pueda mejorar o dar sorpresas. ¿Recuerda cuando el Alcorcon venció por 4 goles al Real Madrid? ¿Cuando Grecia ganó la Eurocopa? Lo cual me lleva al primer punto que quiero analizar: ...un equipo que jamas se haya dignado a jugar una Copa Mundial... Que jamas se haya dignado, lease bien: que jamas se haya dignado! ¿No estamos siendo un poco severos acá Señor Faitelson? ¿Es decir que la selección solo va a las eliminatorias por cumplir?
Señor Faitelson la Selección Venezolana ha demostrado una gran mejora el los últimos años, se ha dejado todo en la cancha! Llegamos a Cuartos de final en la pasada Edicion de la Copa América y quedamos rankeados en 6to lugar por encima de Chile y Peru. Aca se pueden ver las estadísticas finales de la copa, por si no las tiene a la mano. Y como es que no se han dignado de jugar una Copa Mundial cuando para la copa del 2010 quedamos a solo 2 puntos de Uruguay en la tabla de clasificaciones; una Uruguay que fue a repechaje para luego quedar cuarto lugar en la Copa del Mundo cabe destacar. Aca puede verificar eso. ¿No se ha dignado en jugar una Copa Mundial? Me parece algo muy severo considerando como se ha comportado la Seleccion Venezolana en los ultimos tiempos; y cabe destacar Señor Faitelson que la CONMEBOL solo da 4 puestos y medio, y teniendo paises como Brasil, Argentina y Uruguay, que son practicamente participantes fijos, la clasificacion se le ve complicada, mas aun a equipos mas pequeños, pero que si han ido a Copas Mundiales, como Ecuador, Paraguay y Chile. ¿Entonces? ¿No nos hemos dignado? Repito mi pregunta, ¿No le parece muy severo decir eso?.
Lo que me lleva a exponer mi punto desde un el punto de vista de un fanático. Son ahora las 9:00am del dia jueves 21 aca en Venezuela y la derrota aun no la trago. ¿Por que? ¿Acaso no ganamos ante Ecuador y Chile con un juego al nivel del rival? No voy a decir que superior porque tampoco quiero sonar absurdo o fuera de sitio, pero no ha visto usted el nivel que han demostrado jugadores como Cichero, Vizcarrondo, Rincon, Vega (aunque a veces no inspire la mayor de las confianzas). ¿No se da cuenta que jugadores con experiencia, como Arango y Maldonado, si bien no fueron del todo decisivos, llevaron con experiencia adelante al equipo?.
Veamos a otros equipos:
- Mejico, solo anotó un gol y perdieron los tres partidos.
- Argentina, a pesar de ser local, solo ganó un partido.
- Brasil fallo 3 de los 4 penales que pateo.
- Paraguay jugara la final sin ganar ningún partido.
¿Aun cree usted que Venezuela no merece la Copa? A ver, yo no digo que ha sido el mejor equipo de la copa, tampoco digo que debió haberla ganado. Pero de haberla ganado, ¿no cree usted que es una justa recompensa? Incluso si el caso fuese que lo demas equipos se volvieron todos malos de la noche a la mañana y termina siendo Venezuela uno de los que tiene mejor nivel ¿acaso no tiene merito el mantener su nivel a pesar de que todos los demás se han vuelto mediocres? ¿Se merece Paraguay pasar a la final sin haber ganado un solo partido? ¿Usted vio el juego? ¿Vio como Venezuela jugo tan bien como Paraguay? ¿Vio que de momentos dominaba el partido? ¿Vio que pego 2 palos? ¿Que llego mas a puerta? ¿Que de hecho encajo un gol que fue anulado (bien anulado cabe destacar)? ¿Que termino Paraguay con uno menos y con el DT y su asistente echados fuera? ¿Eso si es un posible campeón? ¿Un equipo con 5 juegos y 5 empates si se lo merece solo por haber jugado la Copa del Mundo?
Volviendo al tema original de esta carta, y al segundo punto el cual mencione antes... Escuche el martes una discusión que usted sostuvo con el Señor Richard Méndez en donde este le reclamaba por su comentario. De entrada le digo que no estoy de acuerdo con la forma en como el Señor Méndez lo abordo, pero usted dijo algo que me llamo la atención. Usted expresó, palabras mas, palabras menos, que la gente había mal interpretado su comentario y que lo que usted había querido decir era otra cosa. ¿Que cosa? Asombro que las semifinales de esta edición de la Copa tienen ausencias como Brasil y Argentina y que esta Copa tiene un nivel atípico. Señor Faitelson, si eso era lo que usted quería expresar ¿por que no dijo eso y ya? ¿Por que tenia que decir "No se si un equipo que jamás se haya dignado jugar una Copa Mundial merezca ganar una Copa América"?. Se me ocurren 2 razones:
1.- Usted es una persona que realmente considera a Venezuela un equipo mediocre y al verse rodeado de tanta polémica decidió retractarse.
2.- Usted realmente quería expresar otra cosa y no dejar por bajo la Selección de Venezuela.
Si el caso es el primero pues creo que se merece el odio de todos los que decidieron odiarlo, pues no puede esperar que una acción ocurra sin reacción alguna, y esta en usted ver como asumirá las consecuencias de sus acciones; porque una cosa es pensar algo, todos tenemos libertad de expresión, y una cosa muy distinta es ponerla en twitter. Al ponerla en twitter debe entender que a alguien hara enfadar. Pero ese no es el problema, el problema es si el caso es el segundo! Pues es algo bastante mas grave y le sugiero, de buena gana y a manera de consejo que una persona le da a un amigo, que tenga mas cuidado con lo que escribe, pues si el caso es que usted no se sabe expresar bien, yo podría comentar cosas como la siguiente:
1.- Usted es una persona que realmente considera a Venezuela un equipo mediocre y al verse rodeado de tanta polémica decidió retractarse.
2.- Usted realmente quería expresar otra cosa y no dejar por bajo la Selección de Venezuela.
Si el caso es el primero pues creo que se merece el odio de todos los que decidieron odiarlo, pues no puede esperar que una acción ocurra sin reacción alguna, y esta en usted ver como asumirá las consecuencias de sus acciones; porque una cosa es pensar algo, todos tenemos libertad de expresión, y una cosa muy distinta es ponerla en twitter. Al ponerla en twitter debe entender que a alguien hara enfadar. Pero ese no es el problema, el problema es si el caso es el segundo! Pues es algo bastante mas grave y le sugiero, de buena gana y a manera de consejo que una persona le da a un amigo, que tenga mas cuidado con lo que escribe, pues si el caso es que usted no se sabe expresar bien, yo podría comentar cosas como la siguiente:
"No se si un periodista que no se digne en expresarse bien merezca trabajar para una cadena tan importante como ESPN"
No tome esto como un insulto, mi intencion no es esa; primero no es de caballeros, segundo no gano nada con ello y tercero mi intencion no es crear polemica. Tomelo como una muestra de lo que la gente podria opinar tomando en cuenta su argumento de "Lo que quise decir fue..."; y tome el resto de esta carta como una manera de ver, con otros ojos y de una posicion distinta, lo que su comentario significo para muchos venezolanos.
Para terminar me despido como lo haria una persona a quien admiro mucho: Buenas noches a todos!
Para terminar me despido como lo haria una persona a quien admiro mucho: Buenas noches a todos!
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
Yesterday...
... I found out several tings.
1.- That movie will always rock no matter how many times I see it.
2.- I was right, we should have watched that.
3.- I'm more scared than what I thought.
4.- I'm not the only one who thinks you should shut the fuck up and listen.
5.- You rock harder that I thought.
6.- Honey was right.
7.- It's true that the things you regret the most it's what you didn't do.
1.- That movie will always rock no matter how many times I see it.
2.- I was right, we should have watched that.
3.- I'm more scared than what I thought.
4.- I'm not the only one who thinks you should shut the fuck up and listen.
5.- You rock harder that I thought.
6.- Honey was right.
7.- It's true that the things you regret the most it's what you didn't do.
Friday, March 11, 2011
Great Advice
I've written a couple of posts like this before, but this is named different for a reason.
There's this girl I met some time ago. She was always at one of my friend birthday parties or something like that. I never really got in touch with her or anything, but then, that same friend, brought her home one night to play RPGs with us and I got to know her better. Turns out that she is one of the most wonderful human beings I've ever met, and I grew very fond of her.
I have not seen her for a year now, I don't know why because it's not like we live in different towns or something, but last Xmast I was feeling really bad. One day (new year's eve I think) I came down from room made some 3 or 4 tweets because I really needed to let out some steam and she wrote like 5 minutes later. We had a talk and she gave me the best advice I've gotten in my life, she said "give yourself a break". I don't think she has any idea how much that meant to me, specially coming from her. I mean, she's not my closest friend, she's not the one I hang with all the time, but she seems to care more than most people that see me on a daily basis.
It's a bit ironic that me being so good with word find it so hard to talk about this kind of stuff face to face, or even on the phone. I guess I don't like being exposed much, but this right here is my way of saying thank you. Thank you for saving me from myself, because who knows what might have happened is you hadn't told me that. Thank you for being there Freckles.
There's this girl I met some time ago. She was always at one of my friend birthday parties or something like that. I never really got in touch with her or anything, but then, that same friend, brought her home one night to play RPGs with us and I got to know her better. Turns out that she is one of the most wonderful human beings I've ever met, and I grew very fond of her.
I have not seen her for a year now, I don't know why because it's not like we live in different towns or something, but last Xmast I was feeling really bad. One day (new year's eve I think) I came down from room made some 3 or 4 tweets because I really needed to let out some steam and she wrote like 5 minutes later. We had a talk and she gave me the best advice I've gotten in my life, she said "give yourself a break". I don't think she has any idea how much that meant to me, specially coming from her. I mean, she's not my closest friend, she's not the one I hang with all the time, but she seems to care more than most people that see me on a daily basis.
It's a bit ironic that me being so good with word find it so hard to talk about this kind of stuff face to face, or even on the phone. I guess I don't like being exposed much, but this right here is my way of saying thank you. Thank you for saving me from myself, because who knows what might have happened is you hadn't told me that. Thank you for being there Freckles.
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
That Pisses me Off, Part XIII
Hello children, it's been some time since I last wrote one of this post, but the thing is that I've been trying to live a more tolerant life. Well no, not more tolerant, but more "complain free". But there is this thing that's been bothering me for a while, and I've tried to leave it alone - believe me - but I can't hold it anymore. Twilight really really pisses me off.
Why?
Because Vampires monsters dammed by God to not see the light of the day, to draw nourishment only from blood and to live forever, to see the world change and not being able to really change themselves, to watch everything and everyone they love die and crumble to dust. These are the children of the night, but not emo or goth like, no no... Real spawns of darkness because, unlike emos and goths, they WERE cast out from the light! Vampires are the stuff of nightmare, like Dracula or Orlok (whom is pretty much Dracula himself) not EMPTY, PLASTIC, SPARKLY AND STUPID SEX SYMBOLS!!
nuff said.
Why?
Because Vampires monsters dammed by God to not see the light of the day, to draw nourishment only from blood and to live forever, to see the world change and not being able to really change themselves, to watch everything and everyone they love die and crumble to dust. These are the children of the night, but not emo or goth like, no no... Real spawns of darkness because, unlike emos and goths, they WERE cast out from the light! Vampires are the stuff of nightmare, like Dracula or Orlok (whom is pretty much Dracula himself) not EMPTY, PLASTIC, SPARKLY AND STUPID SEX SYMBOLS!!
nuff said.
Friday, February 11, 2011
Disappointment
I am disappointed at many things in life, but as Dross Rotzank said in his most recent video this is a generation where style is more valuable that actual worth, and that is what this post is about. People would rather see a movie with neat special effects than a good movie, let me set an example with 2 movies of the same trilogy: The Matrix.
In the first film we have an awesome sci-fi/action movie with a nice cast of characters, the action sequences are very good, direction was good, plot and theme were both deep and well written and on top of all that we have state of the art technology when it came to special effects. I'm talking about shit that was never seen before. Then you have Matrix Reloaded and Revolutions. At the time I enjoyed the movies, and I still do, but you have to take into consideration that of the elements mentioned before only the cast remains, and that is a case of debate because as the trilogy developed it drifted away from character development and went straight for the action sequences. And while I really enjoy one or two scenes, most of them are just plain tacky... like the fight of Neo vs a gazillion Smiths. And there a people that say that Revolutions and Reloaded are far better movies than the first. Why? Style is more valuable that actual worth.
This is true. I'm not making this up. I've been a target of this mediocre way of thinking that people assume more and more everyday. I've found myself bringing movies that are actual masterworks (not because I say so, but because people that know more about the art than I do, people that could appreciate a movie way better than what I can, people that went to school for that agree with me) to a friend's house and, when the time to select what movie should we watch, my options have been rejected EVERY TIME. I'd be ok with that if instead of watching a good movie we'd watch a GREAT movie... but no. Style over actual worth people, so they (not me, never me) went for Alvin and the Chipmunks.
You know what? I've been wrong about God all this time... That Alvin and the Chipmunks thing right there is proof of God's existence and the fact that he finds it really amusing to piss me off.
Style over actual worth people. That is why now we have bands that make crappy songs and it's ok as long as they look good, and it's not just in the music that I like, metal have the least problems I think. Look at pop or Hip Hop. Movies... Well, just take Terminator for example, 2 great movies (84 and 91) then that blasphemous piece of crap that came out in 2003 and, while I think it's a good movie, Terminator Salvation is nowhere near the first two. In these days a horror movie is about make a monster look as fake as a 3 dollar bill using a computer and then make it appear all of the sudden out of nowhere. Back in the day where actual worth was still valuable we had movies like The Shining, The Exorcist and Rosemary's Baby. You know that the condensed breath in the scenes where people is inside the little kid's room is real, right? They didn't have the technology to add it up using computers... THAT'S awesome, not some fake looking monsters like we see in Resident Evil.
What the fuck is wrong with brains? It's as if they're getting smaller every passing day. I'm not saying go to your local video store, rent all the copies of Alvin and the Chipmunks and burn them, no. If you like that movie cool! My favorite movie of all times is the Lion King (Scar, Mufasa, Timon and Pumba are 4 of THE best characters ever! And it's Hamlet for kids), but one thing is liking one movie and another thing is saying "Matrix Revolutions is the best of the trilogy", that's just style over actual worth.
If you are one of the rare people that think like me, there here are a couple of movies I recommend: Old Boy (2003 Korean film), The Crow (1994), Blade Runner (1982), Event Horizon (1997), Interview with the Vampire: The Vampire Chronicles (1994), Equilibrium (2002), Princes Mononoke (Original title: Mononoke-Hime, 1997 Japanese Animation), Spirited Away (Orinial title: Sen to Chihiro no Kamikakushi, 2001 Japanese animation), Akira (1988 Japanese animation) and Grave of the Fireflies (Orinial title: Hotaru no Haka, 1988 Japanse animation) to name a few.
Well, that's all for today. Hope you all like what I wrote, if you did please comment and if you didn't please leave your comment too. this is not a dictatorship and you're entitled to your opinion. Keep on rocking.
In the first film we have an awesome sci-fi/action movie with a nice cast of characters, the action sequences are very good, direction was good, plot and theme were both deep and well written and on top of all that we have state of the art technology when it came to special effects. I'm talking about shit that was never seen before. Then you have Matrix Reloaded and Revolutions. At the time I enjoyed the movies, and I still do, but you have to take into consideration that of the elements mentioned before only the cast remains, and that is a case of debate because as the trilogy developed it drifted away from character development and went straight for the action sequences. And while I really enjoy one or two scenes, most of them are just plain tacky... like the fight of Neo vs a gazillion Smiths. And there a people that say that Revolutions and Reloaded are far better movies than the first. Why? Style is more valuable that actual worth.
This is true. I'm not making this up. I've been a target of this mediocre way of thinking that people assume more and more everyday. I've found myself bringing movies that are actual masterworks (not because I say so, but because people that know more about the art than I do, people that could appreciate a movie way better than what I can, people that went to school for that agree with me) to a friend's house and, when the time to select what movie should we watch, my options have been rejected EVERY TIME. I'd be ok with that if instead of watching a good movie we'd watch a GREAT movie... but no. Style over actual worth people, so they (not me, never me) went for Alvin and the Chipmunks.
You know what? I've been wrong about God all this time... That Alvin and the Chipmunks thing right there is proof of God's existence and the fact that he finds it really amusing to piss me off.
Style over actual worth people. That is why now we have bands that make crappy songs and it's ok as long as they look good, and it's not just in the music that I like, metal have the least problems I think. Look at pop or Hip Hop. Movies... Well, just take Terminator for example, 2 great movies (84 and 91) then that blasphemous piece of crap that came out in 2003 and, while I think it's a good movie, Terminator Salvation is nowhere near the first two. In these days a horror movie is about make a monster look as fake as a 3 dollar bill using a computer and then make it appear all of the sudden out of nowhere. Back in the day where actual worth was still valuable we had movies like The Shining, The Exorcist and Rosemary's Baby. You know that the condensed breath in the scenes where people is inside the little kid's room is real, right? They didn't have the technology to add it up using computers... THAT'S awesome, not some fake looking monsters like we see in Resident Evil.
What the fuck is wrong with brains? It's as if they're getting smaller every passing day. I'm not saying go to your local video store, rent all the copies of Alvin and the Chipmunks and burn them, no. If you like that movie cool! My favorite movie of all times is the Lion King (Scar, Mufasa, Timon and Pumba are 4 of THE best characters ever! And it's Hamlet for kids), but one thing is liking one movie and another thing is saying "Matrix Revolutions is the best of the trilogy", that's just style over actual worth.
If you are one of the rare people that think like me, there here are a couple of movies I recommend: Old Boy (2003 Korean film), The Crow (1994), Blade Runner (1982), Event Horizon (1997), Interview with the Vampire: The Vampire Chronicles (1994), Equilibrium (2002), Princes Mononoke (Original title: Mononoke-Hime, 1997 Japanese Animation), Spirited Away (Orinial title: Sen to Chihiro no Kamikakushi, 2001 Japanese animation), Akira (1988 Japanese animation) and Grave of the Fireflies (Orinial title: Hotaru no Haka, 1988 Japanse animation) to name a few.
Well, that's all for today. Hope you all like what I wrote, if you did please comment and if you didn't please leave your comment too. this is not a dictatorship and you're entitled to your opinion. Keep on rocking.
Friday, January 28, 2011
Annoying
I really dislike it when my mother makes someone else's deal HER deal. Lemme explain.
For those who don't know I suffer from allergies to the most common things. It's not a serious thing, but it can get ugly from time to time. One of the things that causes my allergies it's actually the damn AC, which works on the entire house. When I'm cold my nose just doesn't work, I start sneezing and and can't breathe well... It's shitty actually, sometimes I can't sleep at all.
So today I woke up at 4am or so with a damn allergy attack, I just couldn't sleep, so at about 5am I got up and went to make breakfast. My mom found me in the kitchen and asked me what was I doing up so early. I told her. She asked me why didn't I turn the AC off, like I said before, if I turn it off I'd be turning it off for everyone, not just for me and I have done so in the past; every time my father said "If you're cold don't turn the AC off or else I'll get hot". He even said that the time I had a fever and was really cold. I felt terrible, so I turned off, and that it's the kind of response I got.
Well me being, like we say here in my country, "un macho cavernario, legionario y polla gorda", which means more or less a pretty hardcore guy, I can take it. I endure silently. But when I told my mom that today she said "You're so annoying".... Me?! Why? You're the one that asked, I'm wasn't saying shit nor was I gonna say shit... My plan was to endure silently as usual but you poked your nose in the matter. If anyone's annoying YOU'RE IT, barging into other people business all the time, so fuck you.
Hey, here's a bit of advice; you don't like being annoyed? Then step off everyone's neck lady! And if you're not gonna step off then be silent when you get annoyed because you brought it upon yourself.
For those who don't know I suffer from allergies to the most common things. It's not a serious thing, but it can get ugly from time to time. One of the things that causes my allergies it's actually the damn AC, which works on the entire house. When I'm cold my nose just doesn't work, I start sneezing and and can't breathe well... It's shitty actually, sometimes I can't sleep at all.
So today I woke up at 4am or so with a damn allergy attack, I just couldn't sleep, so at about 5am I got up and went to make breakfast. My mom found me in the kitchen and asked me what was I doing up so early. I told her. She asked me why didn't I turn the AC off, like I said before, if I turn it off I'd be turning it off for everyone, not just for me and I have done so in the past; every time my father said "If you're cold don't turn the AC off or else I'll get hot". He even said that the time I had a fever and was really cold. I felt terrible, so I turned off, and that it's the kind of response I got.
Well me being, like we say here in my country, "un macho cavernario, legionario y polla gorda", which means more or less a pretty hardcore guy, I can take it. I endure silently. But when I told my mom that today she said "You're so annoying".... Me?! Why? You're the one that asked, I'm wasn't saying shit nor was I gonna say shit... My plan was to endure silently as usual but you poked your nose in the matter. If anyone's annoying YOU'RE IT, barging into other people business all the time, so fuck you.
Hey, here's a bit of advice; you don't like being annoyed? Then step off everyone's neck lady! And if you're not gonna step off then be silent when you get annoyed because you brought it upon yourself.
Monday, January 03, 2011
Bog Hag
You might not know this, but I'm into Role Playing Games.
It all began in 2001 when I went to a tournament to play for the first time. I ended up going to a place near home to play with this dude that taught me everything he knew. Some say I'm a better game master than him, I don't think so but that is not the point. The point is that there is one game in particular that I like to play: The Legend of the Five Rings. It's based on The Book of Five Ring by Miyamoto Musashi, and it has a feudal Japanese setting.
I've been running games of L5R for some 5 years, maybe 6, and there is this creature that I really like: the Bog Hag. This creature, this hag, lives in bogs and swamps, hence the name, and it makes Count Orlok looks like the most beautiful creature alive. "Why dude?", "Why do you like this Bog Hag so much" you ask? Because of what it does.
The Bog Hag kills it's prey and then very carefully removes the skin from the corpse. Why? So it can wear it. It then goes into human civilization "dressed" as it's prey. Let's say it kills a maid, it goes and serves the maid's master, then one night silently kills the master and wear his skin from then on. Later meets with it's second prey's Lord, a member of the samurai caste, and now it has a samurai skin and so on and so forth and next thing you know you have an impostor as the governor of a city. When you deal with a Bog Hag you can't trust anyone because you don't know for sure who the hag really is or whose skin it is wearing. You can run a very interesting game full of intrigue with an adversary like that.
As you all can see this is not useful information, this is not a complain, this is not the story of the time I used a Bog Hag on one of my games. Why am I telling you all this? I know one, oh yes I do.
It all began in 2001 when I went to a tournament to play for the first time. I ended up going to a place near home to play with this dude that taught me everything he knew. Some say I'm a better game master than him, I don't think so but that is not the point. The point is that there is one game in particular that I like to play: The Legend of the Five Rings. It's based on The Book of Five Ring by Miyamoto Musashi, and it has a feudal Japanese setting.
I've been running games of L5R for some 5 years, maybe 6, and there is this creature that I really like: the Bog Hag. This creature, this hag, lives in bogs and swamps, hence the name, and it makes Count Orlok looks like the most beautiful creature alive. "Why dude?", "Why do you like this Bog Hag so much" you ask? Because of what it does.
The Bog Hag kills it's prey and then very carefully removes the skin from the corpse. Why? So it can wear it. It then goes into human civilization "dressed" as it's prey. Let's say it kills a maid, it goes and serves the maid's master, then one night silently kills the master and wear his skin from then on. Later meets with it's second prey's Lord, a member of the samurai caste, and now it has a samurai skin and so on and so forth and next thing you know you have an impostor as the governor of a city. When you deal with a Bog Hag you can't trust anyone because you don't know for sure who the hag really is or whose skin it is wearing. You can run a very interesting game full of intrigue with an adversary like that.
As you all can see this is not useful information, this is not a complain, this is not the story of the time I used a Bog Hag on one of my games. Why am I telling you all this? I know one, oh yes I do.
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