I had a rather short dream the night of 8/7/14, but I wanted to write about it anyway because it related to one of my favorite games of all time, “Jak and Daxter: The Precursor Legacy”. In this dream, the game apparently had a scene with Gol and Maia, the main villains, that got cut from the game, and I remember I was playing the game and exploring this place that was supposed to be Gol and Maia’s citadel, but it was more like a Medieval castle. I remember being in this hallway, and there were these platforms that would only appear in the wall for a limited time, and you had to climb up them to get through this doorway. I tried multiple times to climb up them as quickly as I could, and I eventually made it through the doorway, which ended up leading outside View full article »
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One night, we had a delightful rainstorm, which included thunder and lightning, a fun time if there ever was one, as long as it doesn’t strike me, or my house, or anything near me or my house, for that matter. But, seeing as I didn’t become a yummy, crispy ducky, this was a fun rainstorm indeed, and with a new phone that can record videos, I thought I’d try and record some of the lightning. To cherish for always. Well, apparently my phone is useless in bad lighting, and all I got was pitch black and a sad, little flash or two. Nevertheless, I still had a grand time just turning off the lights and enjoying the storm, but I think this also inspired a rather odd dream I had that same night, as well. View full article »
I have a really stupid idea for a business. It’s one I wish existed, but it’s still…really stupid. The idea is, well, you see…kitten rentals. That’s right, kitten rentals. Have you ever thought to yourself, I really want to snuggle with a great, big pile of kittens, without the commitment of purchasing copious amounts of the cottony felines? Well, I have. I have thought about this a lot, about as much as I obsess over my next visit to the bakery, which is also a lot, and there are times I have this overwhelming urge to just scoop up a zillion, large-headed, mewing kittens and snuggle with them. But, I see no practical way of doing this, aside from befriending someone in possession of a large number of kittens, whom you can use for a time for their kitteny goodness, and then fake your death once the kittens grow up and you have no need of their services anymore. View full article »
I have a lot of dreams about the Renaissance Faire. You see…I love Ren. Faires (it’s such a long word to write!). Love them. And I am most fortunate that I live near a good one, as it is actually pretty hard to find a decent one that consists of actual buildings and not simply tents. Because tents make me sad. They make me think of camping, a pastime I am not fond of, even if I’ve never tried it. (There are apparently many wild beasts in the woods. Such as lions. Tigers. Bears. Oh, my, and let’s not forget sharks!) Ahem, anyway, since I love these most delightful faires (my computer claims I’m spelling that wrong, but I’m really not…I think), it’s no wonder they manage to work their way into my subconscious quite often.
There are several themes to these dreams, too (that was a lovely poem I did just there). Many times, I realize I have forgotten to wear my costume, but being a dream, I somehow manage to make it appear on me with mere thought alone, which is very convenient, considering getting here is an hour long drive. I also dream that I go with my parents, as we all love this most enjoyable event, but we get split up, and I end up spending the rest of my time wandering about alone, looking at various snacks to eat and things to buy, with either the quandary of lacking funds with which to purchase these goodies or with too many sweets that look appealing and a body that doesn’t exactly want to be subjected to such an extreme level of sugar. View full article »
For a lack of anything better to write about, I fall back on my trusty 100 theme challenge topics, this one being #14, smile (something a Mr. Carl D’agostino should know a thing or two about, if the title of his blog is any indication). I suppose this ought to be an easy one, as I’m not sure what else needs to be said about such a thing. I typically try to think (alliteration?) of something slightly more creative, but as of right now…I can’t. Smiles make me think of happy things (but they, ironically, also make me think of Wal-Mart…), like “raindrops on roses” (and any other flower, I guess, or perhaps just all flora) and “whiskers on kittens” (and otters), and I guess I can just write this post about things that make me happy. Aside from the things already listed.
But, that’ rather boring, isn’t it? You already know what makes me happy, don’t you? Gaming and blogging and fan fiction writing, not to mention my newer hobby, cosplay. Cosplaying? So instead, this post will focus on a new way to BE happy that I just learned about. It’s something I’m sure is quite obvious to most, but it’s something that used to clash with my personality, and thus, wasn’t often employed. View full article »
Hello, my dears. You may not be aware of this, but I recently checked out my very first PC game, “Slender: The Nine Pages” after watching an entertaining, yet frightening, Youtube video of it. This game involves your character wandering around a dark basement, collecting, well, nine pages. All the while, you are stalked by a mysterious, faceless being in a suit called Slender Man (hence, the title, which makes much more sense once you know the context).
And Slender Man is one terrifying…whatever he is. He teleports, and he can appear nearby at any time (except at the very beginning of the game, where you have time to wander freely, either until you collect your first page or after several minutes have passed), and if he touches you, it’s game over. To make matters worse, you can’t even look at Slender Man. If you turn in his direction, the screen turns to static, and the game will end if you stare at him for too long. Which isn’t a huge problem, really, as I’m too busy running for my life than sticking around to stare at him, thank you very much. View full article »
I recently decided to watch “The Blair Witch Project” for a second time, thanks to a gameplay video of “Slender: The Nine Pages” I saw on Youtube that got me in the mood for something scary. That game thoroughly freaked me out and made me turn on a lot of lights in the house once nighttime came. And I did a lot of running down the hallway whenever I was forced to go down there to use the bathroom. Seeing a dark room at the end of a long hallway makes me suspect too much the Slender Man’s going to show up and…do whatever it is that it does. Whatever that may be, I’m certain it will be something I won’t like.
Unfortunately, “The Blair Witch Project” did not scare me this time. Sure, it was a bit creepy, but it wasn’t scary. Like how seeing a spider on TV is creepy, but I’m certainly not going to start shrieking and tossing shoes at it. (That is not to say that I typically behave in such an erratic fashion when spiders trespass on my property for real….) And I was quite disappointed because I really enjoyed the movie my first time seeing it. Even if I didn’t sleep that night. Nope, I didn’t sleep at all. At least it was impossible to get nightmares that way. View full article »
Wow, it’s already that time again (I’m actually not that surprised, really, as this was a rather long year, but I’m still enthused, nonetheless). It is, once again, the anniversary of my blog (is it just me, or does this seem to happen every year?). What’s it been now? Four years? Well, a lot’s happened over this past year, not all necessarily blog-related, but it’s still worth mentioning. This has actually been a rather stressful year for me, with lots of unhappy things that I won’t be mentioning. Fortunately, this was also a year filled with a good deal of excitement, which is far more suited to sharing.
To start, I have now been blogging over at “United We Game” with Cary of “Recollections of Play” and Jacob/Hatm0nster for about a year now (UWG’s anniversary was actually not that long ago, so I guess blogs are typically born in summer). In just a short time, UWG has been growing like crazy thanks to the hard work of my fellow administrators and our lovely contributors, and I look forward to many more years of blogging with all of them. (In fact, we’ve already been interviewed over on “Wrong Button Blog”, if you want to check it out.) And if you haven’t already checked UWG out, then come on by for a visit. And while it was a terrible year for pets, as this was the first year in my entire life that my house was completely lacking in cats, I did get a new pet, an adorable pop-eyed goldfish named Peepers you may or may not have read about already, so that somewhat helped to soothe the anguish. View full article »