I also really like katanas in L4D2.
Wednesday, August 15, 2012
Inov-8; Voice
I also really like katanas in L4D2.
Thursday, August 9, 2012
Let the World-Dom Countdown Begin
So we're one month past my first quarter century mark, and so far not so bad. Ended it with a trip back to the beloved NYC, apparently it doesn't take much for me to walk around like I own the place. ("Soon, soon...")
DAY 1:
Immediately hit up Lombardi's with plans to see the Upright Citizen's Brigade (and till now am sure it is destiny that I remembered it was on that night) followed by Cienfuegos.
Little did we know that night at UCB would be the best thing of ever. The brain-exploding awesomeness when AMY PHOLER walked onto the empty stage as the night's host, then proceeded to introduce RACHEL DRATCH, as well as Jon Lutz, Zach Woods, a couple of our favourite regulars and…some MC who really sucked. Which in a way was good, because otherwise we may have just died from not getting a reprieve to breathe from all the laughter. I was unintelligible for about 2 hours (excluding intermission and anytime the MC was up).
DAY 2:
General roaming around and showing off NYC to our friend who was a first-timer. (I got rewarded by her sharing her flu with me. Friggin' cooties... see if I'm ever nice again) See a Timmy's in TS which was just weird.
Oh, and I got Marylin Monroe'd on 8th. I didn't realise that was a real thing until then. Now I - and everyone else on 8th at the time - know it is. They may also know I am partial to lacy neon underthings... Clearly important information to have. Very careful about wearing certain skirts from then on.
DAY 3:
Lead gang on off-trail run through Central Park. I went easy since I was totally making the route up but am still a li'l proud of them for managing. Later discover Baked by Melissa, (read: MOOLISSA) and her wonderful tiny cupcakes. I want to Scrooge McDuck in them.
Post-dinner: Wherein I learn I hate Brooklyn Bridge, and cyclists, and especially cyclists on Brooklyn Bridge. If I ever go back it will be with a baseball bat. And/or fire. All the fire.
DAY 4:
Shopping and TS touristy stuff avec the newbie. Broadway at night. Flu taking full effect meaning I paid to take a very expensive series of mini-naps. Luckily at rush ticket rate. From what I can remember though, unless you're a huge Matthew Broderick fan or just like incredibly formulaic musicals, don't bother with It's Nice Work, If You Can Get It. Oh, and BFFE's boyfriend nearly flipped when he saw Kelly Ripa an aisle over. I don't think he even watches CMT…
Friends insisted we cancel original plans to go clubbing that night because apparently my ability to barely stand was concerning. I tried to fight them but apparently my ability to barely stand is also not the best for arguing my position.
DAY 5:
Coney Island.
DO: Ride the Steeplechase. Intense from the moment it starts, there is no build-up just GO.
DO NOT: Eat a Nathan's Famous hotdog. That **** is disgusting. I mean...the chili was nice. With everything New York does so well they have ZERO powers of hot dog. It's mind-boggling how this one specific thing is just god-awful. That and their parking.
BEWARE: Soaring Eagle. That one is actually just really physically painful. It gave everyone bruises when we just wanted thrills.
Special Mention: Cyclone is possibly the most comfortable roller coaster ever, that thing is so well cushioned. Almost…womb-y.
Went clubbing tonight. Worth it. Wanting to test my new NikeFuel band while dancing specifically, I wore it out. Since we didn't leave before midnight it'd be fairly accurate. Amused I met my goal for the day between 00:00 and 01:48. Also, Neno's pizza remains the best 5 AM reward. Killed it.
DAY LAST:
Somehow manage to wake up and pack at 0900 before going to meet parts of the American side of my family. Valiant efforts are (successfully I think) made to hide the fact I'm about to drop dead from flu/exhaustion while with them.
Buy more two more boxes of Trix minutes before leaving just to be sure I have enough.
That evening at Newark my lady business manages to once again set off security. This time highlighted on a monitor for all to see. Lovely. Apparently the way my denim shorts are designed to crinkle at the crux is incredibly threatening to your safety. The security woman was uncommonly nice though so that was kinda sweet.
Also, finally caved and bought one of those infernal "I [heart] NYC" t-shirts. The breaking point? Newark airport (like everywhere else in America) was blasting the AC into another ice-age and after two hours I was ready to wear anything. Well, except the one of those New Jersey hoodies. (These things sell? Who's wants to show off they'd been there?) Death before dishonour!
Unfortunately, while I don't actually mind the t-shirt terribly in design it also manages to be incredibly uncomfortable. Impressive for a t-shirt. Luckily my exhaustion, desperation and fever-haze combined to keep me from noticing at the time. Luckily.
Bonus:
Suitcase Upon Depature:
Suitcase Upon Return:
UPDATE: Have demolished 3 boxes of Trix within first week of being back.
DAY 1:
Immediately hit up Lombardi's with plans to see the Upright Citizen's Brigade (and till now am sure it is destiny that I remembered it was on that night) followed by Cienfuegos.
Little did we know that night at UCB would be the best thing of ever. The brain-exploding awesomeness when AMY PHOLER walked onto the empty stage as the night's host, then proceeded to introduce RACHEL DRATCH, as well as Jon Lutz, Zach Woods, a couple of our favourite regulars and…some MC who really sucked. Which in a way was good, because otherwise we may have just died from not getting a reprieve to breathe from all the laughter. I was unintelligible for about 2 hours (excluding intermission and anytime the MC was up).
At UCB: watching you pee.
PRO-TIP:
If you find yourself down Cienfuegos way, get the House Zombie 20. Not
because of the name (which is a reflection of what it's served in), but
because it is sublime. Be warned there is a one-per customer limit,
whereas you can order all the rum bowls you want - to give you an idea
of potency.
DAY 2:
General roaming around and showing off NYC to our friend who was a first-timer. (I got rewarded by her sharing her flu with me. Friggin' cooties... see if I'm ever nice again) See a Timmy's in TS which was just weird.
Oh, and I got Marylin Monroe'd on 8th. I didn't realise that was a real thing until then. Now I - and everyone else on 8th at the time - know it is. They may also know I am partial to lacy neon underthings... Clearly important information to have. Very careful about wearing certain skirts from then on.
All whore'd-up for New York. Because this makes sense to someone.
DAY 3:
Lead gang on off-trail run through Central Park. I went easy since I was totally making the route up but am still a li'l proud of them for managing. Later discover Baked by Melissa, (read: MOOLISSA) and her wonderful tiny cupcakes. I want to Scrooge McDuck in them.
Post-dinner: Wherein I learn I hate Brooklyn Bridge, and cyclists, and especially cyclists on Brooklyn Bridge. If I ever go back it will be with a baseball bat. And/or fire. All the fire.
Wherein we say we'll get some for after
dinner…and then proceed to finish twelve between us right in the store
front. Proceed to dinner.
Fuck you, Brooklyn Bridge.
DAY 4:
Shopping and TS touristy stuff avec the newbie. Broadway at night. Flu taking full effect meaning I paid to take a very expensive series of mini-naps. Luckily at rush ticket rate. From what I can remember though, unless you're a huge Matthew Broderick fan or just like incredibly formulaic musicals, don't bother with It's Nice Work, If You Can Get It. Oh, and BFFE's boyfriend nearly flipped when he saw Kelly Ripa an aisle over. I don't think he even watches CMT…
Friends insisted we cancel original plans to go clubbing that night because apparently my ability to barely stand was concerning. I tried to fight them but apparently my ability to barely stand is also not the best for arguing my position.
What's that you say, we can custom order a hot cake cookie to surround brown butter and candied bacon ice-cream?
"Oh, hello, taste-gasm. Come live in my mouth."
DAY 5:
Coney Island.
DO: Ride the Steeplechase. Intense from the moment it starts, there is no build-up just GO.
DO NOT: Eat a Nathan's Famous hotdog. That **** is disgusting. I mean...the chili was nice. With everything New York does so well they have ZERO powers of hot dog. It's mind-boggling how this one specific thing is just god-awful. That and their parking.
BEWARE: Soaring Eagle. That one is actually just really physically painful. It gave everyone bruises when we just wanted thrills.
Special Mention: Cyclone is possibly the most comfortable roller coaster ever, that thing is so well cushioned. Almost…womb-y.
Went clubbing tonight. Worth it. Wanting to test my new NikeFuel band while dancing specifically, I wore it out. Since we didn't leave before midnight it'd be fairly accurate. Amused I met my goal for the day between 00:00 and 01:48. Also, Neno's pizza remains the best 5 AM reward. Killed it.
Just ow. Let me be your cautionary tale.
DAY LAST:
Somehow manage to wake up and pack at 0900 before going to meet parts of the American side of my family. Valiant efforts are (successfully I think) made to hide the fact I'm about to drop dead from flu/exhaustion while with them.
Buy more two more boxes of Trix minutes before leaving just to be sure I have enough.
That evening at Newark my lady business manages to once again set off security. This time highlighted on a monitor for all to see. Lovely. Apparently the way my denim shorts are designed to crinkle at the crux is incredibly threatening to your safety. The security woman was uncommonly nice though so that was kinda sweet.
Also, finally caved and bought one of those infernal "I [heart] NYC" t-shirts. The breaking point? Newark airport (like everywhere else in America) was blasting the AC into another ice-age and after two hours I was ready to wear anything. Well, except the one of those New Jersey hoodies. (These things sell? Who's wants to show off they'd been there?) Death before dishonour!
Unfortunately, while I don't actually mind the t-shirt terribly in design it also manages to be incredibly uncomfortable. Impressive for a t-shirt. Luckily my exhaustion, desperation and fever-haze combined to keep me from noticing at the time. Luckily.
Bonus:
Suitcase Upon Depature:
Pictured:
Space. Also, little did I know the stilettos would be my shoes for
*sprinting* from 57th through Times Square to 45th. In evening wear and
leather jacket. I don't mind saying I'm a little proud of being able to
Charlie's Angels it, after some
lady apparently commented on how she wished she could run like that in
heels. (As relayed to me later through one my friends who was picking
up the rear.)
Suitcase Upon Return:
Pictured: ALL THE TRIX. Plus duty-free to the left.
UPDATE: Have demolished 3 boxes of Trix within first week of being back.
Monday, June 25, 2012
Another Public Service Announcement
This is what I think of every time someone describes something as "cray":
Now stop it. You sound like an illiterate jackass, "crazy" is not a word that needs to be shortened.
(Unless you are talking actually talking about our friendly freshwater-dwelling crayfish. In which case, carry on. I'm sure they appreciate the attention and not being confused for their evil saltwater doppelganger, the lobsters. ...Seriously. Lobsters are cannibalistic and their diet consists of eating things alive, whereas crayfish do all of the not-that.
*The More You Know***)
Saturday, June 16, 2012
I am Runner 5
The anticipation is finally over. Zombies, Run! is at last available on Android. Better still, I now have it on my phone.
To fair it's only version 0.9 for Android as they keep ironing out the bugs for the specific platform. Fair play, I don't even care.
The clips are well voice acted for what I was expecting, and it was fun to play "peg the accent" (I hadn't looked into development prior to know the team wasn't from North America) while it gets you into the prologue and crafts the world around you. A good time to be tying up your shoes.
Funny thing, I didn't realize it uses my music to run to inbetween clips. Related: if you don't adjust it it goes with the first playlist you have alphabetically. ...For me, that was one entitled "Disney Afternoon". After being told to RUN post-crash landing, I melodiously advised to be true to my heart (á la Mulan). I dare say it was a little mood-breaking.
So I paused and quickly switched it to the broader selection of what was on my phone...which is still mostly pop oriented. For the curious in between chapters it went:
True to Your Heart - 98º ft. Stevie Wonder
Domino - Jessie J
1, 2, Step - Ciara
Tik Tok - Ke$ha
In the Dark - Dev ft. 50 Cent
Escape - 30 Seconds to Mars
Music is My Life - Don Diablo
etc... (I can't remember the rest, but you get the idea)
That was a learning experience. I strongly suggest at least having some more...aggressive music, as opposed to songs that entice your feet into chorographed routines. (Ciara, you're going to get me eaten!) Definitely making a specific more appropriate list to keep myself immersed.
Also of note, the time in between clips is always the length of one song. Can't adjust that. This means episode will never be the same length twice if your playlist is random. Something to keep in mind when you have everything from TV theme songs (Call Me, Beep Me, 01:02) to iconic rock (In A-Gadda-da-Vida, 17:04).
It was fun hearing the occasional "You picked up [item]" during the songs, reminding you of the story you're in. I thought I had "Zombie chases" checked on when I started, but I guess not. I really hope they get more...intrusive.
So here's my first run's story. (Spoilers for the first episode, if you care)
Though the map feature is blank, harkening back to why it's version 0.9. According to the GPS, though I ran for 46 minutes I never took a step. No biggie, but it's a shame since I would be interested to know where the heck it was I actually ran as I decided to make up a totally new route - and consequently got a tad lost for a bit - to celebrate finally having the app.
Amusingly, I almost believed the GPS was working the way the route consistently lined up with what was going on in the story. Seriously, it was actually a little freaky. Coincidence of course, but trés bizarre. Example:
Crash in Story - Running in familiar streets
Yao starts to act as guide into unfamiliar territory - Veered off into not-quite-sure
Head for the Tower - Discover odd giant-ass staircase in middle of forest
Dubbed "Runner 5" - A little put out at receiving a used mantle (Okay, that has nothing to do with the route, just saying.)
Doc directs me to retrieve items from Hospital in ghost town - No idea where I am in...new residential side streets
Zombies become more prominent threat - breaking back into the forest at a random point, off path
Getting close to Town - Finally reoriented myself with the part of the forest I knew (close to home)
Arrive at Abel - Made it back to my block
Also, I assumed that once the mission/episode had reached it's conclusion the whole thing would stop. Not so. After the last clip, the music will pick up again, and just play song after song for as long as you're running. This makes sense, of course, but I wasn't thinking on the same lines and kept waiting for the music to stop to stop running. The music that kept going. ...Yeah.
Overall, absolutely adore this app, early bugs notwithstanding, and hope the writing and developers et al keep that love alive. (I have faith they will from the team's obvious dedication plus little I've heard of other users that have had it longer on iPhones.)
To fair it's only version 0.9 for Android as they keep ironing out the bugs for the specific platform. Fair play, I don't even care.
The clips are well voice acted for what I was expecting, and it was fun to play "peg the accent" (I hadn't looked into development prior to know the team wasn't from North America) while it gets you into the prologue and crafts the world around you. A good time to be tying up your shoes.
Funny thing, I didn't realize it uses my music to run to inbetween clips. Related: if you don't adjust it it goes with the first playlist you have alphabetically. ...For me, that was one entitled "Disney Afternoon". After being told to RUN post-crash landing, I melodiously advised to be true to my heart (á la Mulan). I dare say it was a little mood-breaking.
So I paused and quickly switched it to the broader selection of what was on my phone...which is still mostly pop oriented. For the curious in between chapters it went:
True to Your Heart - 98º ft. Stevie Wonder
Domino - Jessie J
1, 2, Step - Ciara
Tik Tok - Ke$ha
In the Dark - Dev ft. 50 Cent
Escape - 30 Seconds to Mars
Music is My Life - Don Diablo
etc... (I can't remember the rest, but you get the idea)
That was a learning experience. I strongly suggest at least having some more...aggressive music, as opposed to songs that entice your feet into chorographed routines. (Ciara, you're going to get me eaten!) Definitely making a specific more appropriate list to keep myself immersed.
Also of note, the time in between clips is always the length of one song. Can't adjust that. This means episode will never be the same length twice if your playlist is random. Something to keep in mind when you have everything from TV theme songs (Call Me, Beep Me, 01:02) to iconic rock (In A-Gadda-da-Vida, 17:04).
It was fun hearing the occasional "You picked up [item]" during the songs, reminding you of the story you're in. I thought I had "Zombie chases" checked on when I started, but I guess not. I really hope they get more...intrusive.
So here's my first run's story. (Spoilers for the first episode, if you care)
Though the map feature is blank, harkening back to why it's version 0.9. According to the GPS, though I ran for 46 minutes I never took a step. No biggie, but it's a shame since I would be interested to know where the heck it was I actually ran as I decided to make up a totally new route - and consequently got a tad lost for a bit - to celebrate finally having the app.
Amusingly, I almost believed the GPS was working the way the route consistently lined up with what was going on in the story. Seriously, it was actually a little freaky. Coincidence of course, but trés bizarre. Example:
Crash in Story - Running in familiar streets
Yao starts to act as guide into unfamiliar territory - Veered off into not-quite-sure
Head for the Tower - Discover odd giant-ass staircase in middle of forest
Dubbed "Runner 5" - A little put out at receiving a used mantle (Okay, that has nothing to do with the route, just saying.)
Doc directs me to retrieve items from Hospital in ghost town - No idea where I am in...new residential side streets
Zombies become more prominent threat - breaking back into the forest at a random point, off path
Getting close to Town - Finally reoriented myself with the part of the forest I knew (close to home)
Arrive at Abel - Made it back to my block
Also, I assumed that once the mission/episode had reached it's conclusion the whole thing would stop. Not so. After the last clip, the music will pick up again, and just play song after song for as long as you're running. This makes sense, of course, but I wasn't thinking on the same lines and kept waiting for the music to stop to stop running. The music that kept going. ...Yeah.
Overall, absolutely adore this app, early bugs notwithstanding, and hope the writing and developers et al keep that love alive. (I have faith they will from the team's obvious dedication plus little I've heard of other users that have had it longer on iPhones.)
Friday, June 1, 2012
Suddenly! A Less Mossy Rock
So motivated by a sale deadline I designed some new business cards pour moi last night. Inspired by my graphic resumé (which the QR code takes you to), I like the continuity there but...honestly, wouldn't have been my first design choice as a stand-alone.
It'll be nice to actually be able to have something to hand out to people when they ask again. The only part that wasn't outdated on my old ones was the name. Oops...
Next up: the cards repping my personal trainer side. Just haven't deiced if I want to brand myself yet or not... Or more accurately, what as. I could, after this blog, "Savage" - which I kinda like (apparently "Mongol" tests as more offensive/confusing. So much for beating clients with the flat of a broadsword) - but how many times should I want to explain that its origin comes from my stripper name and what does that do to my credibility? Also, do I care? (PROTIP: probably not.)
Still, open to ideas there for now.
That is all.
It'll be nice to actually be able to have something to hand out to people when they ask again. The only part that wasn't outdated on my old ones was the name. Oops...
Next up: the cards repping my personal trainer side. Just haven't deiced if I want to brand myself yet or not... Or more accurately, what as. I could, after this blog, "Savage" - which I kinda like (apparently "Mongol" tests as more offensive/confusing. So much for beating clients with the flat of a broadsword) - but how many times should I want to explain that its origin comes from my stripper name and what does that do to my credibility? Also, do I care? (PROTIP: probably not.)
Still, open to ideas there for now.
That is all.
Saturday, May 19, 2012
What's Black, White and Read all-over?
Apparently I am only 163% faster than the American national average. That's...not impressive, when you consider where they set the bar. Ouch, kick in the pants I need to stop being lazy. How about you?
Thursday, May 17, 2012
That's Just Messed Up
Sometimes it's just a "little" impressive, one's ability to rationalize utter nonsense.
Guild Wars 2 is $59.99.
The fantasy shopping list I stayed up till 0230 last night making amounts to $90.89*. (Foodie, much? Foodgawker is my porn, Nuts.com my wannabe dealer. Some people have fantasy football, I have fantasy cooking/baking/eating. The difference is sometimes mine becomes reality.) Not to mention my newfound PB2 love, avg. $50+...if I break $100, free shipping.
Being on a tight budget, means buying one voids the other. On the one hand, a major time waster (albeit fun), on the other, a major body shape killer (albeit delicious). And though I'm entitled to my cheat days I can't keep that stuff around the house after. Cravings will eventually rear their monstrous heads (I picture it like a hydra) and that "for later" will be destroyed, as each I temptation I slay spouts more and more heads, gradually making the beast stronger with the knowledge "it's there, it's there", until I am overwhelmed! ARHG! It's the peanut butter Fibre1 all over again! ...But I digress.
Also, considering it's kinda part of my career to not be what some scientists may refer to as "one fat muthafucker"...
In effect, what I'm seeing here is vidya games are actually the healthier choice. Huh, who knew! Proven by science. There, I'm glad we figured this out together.
*If you're wondering, this is what I had limited myself to on my fantasy candy binge to get to that price:
Guild Wars 2 is $59.99.
The fantasy shopping list I stayed up till 0230 last night making amounts to $90.89*. (Foodie, much? Foodgawker is my porn, Nuts.com my wannabe dealer. Some people have fantasy football, I have fantasy cooking/baking/eating. The difference is sometimes mine becomes reality.) Not to mention my newfound PB2 love, avg. $50+...if I break $100, free shipping.
Being on a tight budget, means buying one voids the other. On the one hand, a major time waster (albeit fun), on the other, a major body shape killer (albeit delicious). And though I'm entitled to my cheat days I can't keep that stuff around the house after. Cravings will eventually rear their monstrous heads (I picture it like a hydra) and that "for later" will be destroyed, as each I temptation I slay spouts more and more heads, gradually making the beast stronger with the knowledge "it's there, it's there", until I am overwhelmed! ARHG! It's the peanut butter Fibre1 all over again! ...But I digress.
Fuck you and your siren song, hydra.
And yet, this is just makes me happy to dance to.
In effect, what I'm seeing here is vidya games are actually the healthier choice. Huh, who knew! Proven by science. There, I'm glad we figured this out together.
*If you're wondering, this is what I had limited myself to on my fantasy candy binge to get to that price:
- Assorted Malted Milk Balls $7.49, 1 lb
- Malted Milk Balls (Low Sugar) $6.99, 1 lb
- Malt Ball Centres $3.99, 1 lb
- Speckled Robin Eggs $4.99, 1 lb
- Sun Dried Peppers $7.99, 1 lb
- Carob Powder $4.99, 1 lb
- Antioxidant Mix [goji berries, cacao nibs, golden berries, mulberries, brazil nuts) $2.50, samples
- Jordan Almonds (Assorted) $2.50, samples
- Ultimate Bridge Mix (Sugar Free) [chocolate covered: raisins, peanuts, almonds; yogurt covered: peanuts, almonds) $2.50, samples
- Organic Cacao Nibs (Raw) $2.50, samples
- Dried Persimmons $2.50 samples
- Deluxe Pastel Chocolate Berry Mix [cherries, apricots, blueberries] $8.99, 1 lb
- Dark Chocolate Strawberries $8.99, 1 lb
- Dark Chocolate Covered Banana Chips $8.99, 1 lb
- Dark Chocolate Covered Ginger $7.99, 1 lb
- Banana Mocha Coffee $9.99, 1 lb
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