An Indepth Look Into A Geek's Soul

I never thought that I would ever get to the point in my life where I thought, "Hey, I'm in the future."  Turns out that I managed to make it to that point, though.  I'm not sure when exactly it happened, but I know that it is indeed happening now.  What makes me so certain of this?  Robots.  They seem to be cropping up everywhere nowadays.  All kind of robots too.  Not just mindless drones, but some smart ones too.

I think I came to this realization the other day when I was at the local organic food shop.  I was waiting in line for Megan to buy her stuff when I happened to look over at the magazine rack.  There, on the cover or some magazine that I didn't care to remember, was there headline "ACLU Creates List of Robot Rights."  Yeah, that's right, robots now have rights at ACLU.  Think about that.  I couldn't bring myself to pick up the magazine to find out exactly what rights they were offered, but I silently wondered if they had more rights than gays did.  It wouldn't surprise me if they did.  Seems like something ACLU would do.

A few days before that, while watching some random show on Hulu, there was a commercial for Roomba.  They were using a tagline that went something like "you too could own a robot."  That is not it exactly, but the message was still something like that.  Basically what I got was that having a robot is common place, so why the hell don't you have one yet.  Really?  Robots are that common? 

These two things combined to make a picture of a cheap science fiction novel written in the 1960's that takes place in 2005, where everything is different.  People own robots, who just gained the right to vote, all while driving electric cards.  Alien contact happened in the late 90's and mankind is just now beginning to reap the rich technological rewards of their interaction with this new species.  Overall, it's rather pulpy and all together futuristic.  Still, all I can say, is that future is now.  Well, almost.  No aliens yet.

Peace Out.

Yep, it's true.  School is out for the winter.  Well, for me at least.  I hope the rest of my finals today and now I'm done for good with them.  Well, sort of.  I still need to know what I'll get, but I have a rough idea of how well I will be able to do.  I'm thinking that I'll end up this semester with around a 3.7 GPA.  Yeah, it's a bit lower than I would like (gotta go for the 4.0's man, you just gotta) but still not too terrible.  I can live with that.  Gives me something to improve upon next semester.

Next semester will be the beginning of my junior year and I think that it will also be when classes actually start getting challenging.  The classes I had this semester weren't cakewalks, but I don't think that they really challenged me all that much.  Mostly it was a lot of cramming at the last minute, which I hardly consider challenging.  It was just work I could push off until the very last minute.  That kind of work isn't all bad though.  Gave me more free time than I'm probably going to have for the rest of my life.

I think one of my bigger goals for next year is going to be to devote myself more fully to my school work.  I don't hold it in high esteem at the moment, and I know that is one of my weak spots.  As soon as the work does start getting rough, I know I'm likely to just curl into a ball and give up on it.  I have to overcome that if I want to be a successful accountant.  If I can improve upon this now, then I can use that newfound ability to be succesful in life.

Peace Out.

I've noticed that as I slowly drift off to sleep, I almost always have a great idea for an update to this website.  I tend to think about it for a good twenty minutes or so before finally falling to sleep.  These ideas range anywhere from something insightful on the events of the day to an awesome new keyword they should make for the next Magic set.  The biggest problem I have with these ideas is that by that time of night, I'm too worn out to really do anything with them.  I would love to write them down or type them up, but I don't want to turn on my light to do so.  Such a bright, glaring object in the quiet stillness of the night just seems too jarring.  It seems like it would expel the idea from my head.

It is a big reason why I wish I had darkvision.  I would love to be able to see in the dark just so I could do the little things like jot down my silly ideas.  I have tried just writing my ideas down blindly onto a page, and it goes so-so, but the text is often unreadable and it can be frustrating to do this with every idea.  If darkvision was one of my powers, I honestly would have this site updated a lot more regularly.  It seems a shame to have so many of my ideas go to waste because I cannot put them into words.

Now, I'm not saying that everything I come up with is gold.  In fact, I'm lucky if most of it is copper.  It is just in my opinion that more gold comes when I get sleepier.  This probably is not true, and often times I will wake up in the morning, recall what I thought, and be glad that I do not have this darkvision.  That seems to be something that most people do though.  Oh well though, not a lot one can do about it.  Not everyone can be as sweet as dwarves.

Peace Out.

I voted today.  No really, I did.  It was my first time too.  That is right, I did not help to elect Obama as our first black President.  My girlfriend threatened to not marry me because of the fact.  I guess I did not think of as such a big deal.  I know better now.

For a first time voter, everything seemed to go fairly easy.  There was some spare time between classes which help out tremendously, actually allowing me to vote this year.  We got to the voting place and my girlfriend and I went our seperate ways to vote (even if our votes ended up being almost the same).  Off to precinct 3!  I filled out my information on a piece of paper, got my ballot, and proceeded to do my American give right.

I found the ballot instructions to be only somewhat confusing.  The biggest thing was that I was told to write my information in pencil, then instructed to use only blue or black ink, and then given a felt tip marker to do the entire thing.  I delved in and followed the instructions as best I could.  Also, turns out that you don't need a voter registration card to vote.  Man, I love democracy.

How did I vote you silently wonder?  Mostly randomly, though heavily (maybe even obesely) to the left.  Is this the most prudent way to vote?  Not even closer.  Is it timely and efficient?  You bet your ass it is.  Why did I chose to do it this way?  Mostly because I know little of the current political scene in Michigan.  The only issue that I really wanted solved is to have all of Holiday repaved because it is a hellhole.  Unfortunately, there was no such proposition on the ballot.  It was show down last time it was up for a vote from what I hear.  Oh wel, nothing you can do about it (besides vote!). 

Pretty much, I'm just telling you guys to get out there and vote the next time around.  Even if you don't care that much, cast a vote anyways.  It is your civic duty.

Peace Out.

You know, school really puts me in an awkward position.  On one hand, I really like.  On the other, it's utterly stupid and pointless.  I know what you are thinking.  "But Jon, you haven't even started school yet, why are you complaining about it so early this year?"  I'm not trying to complain it about guys.  Really.  The only thing I really want to complain about is money and paying for school and all of that fun jazz.  I just feel that there is too much needed to get aid for paying for school and books and the like.  Honestly, I have to fill out the FASFA, which not only requires my social security number, tax forms, W-2's, and a load of other things, but also my mom's information as well.  Yet, even though this is more than enough to get money from the government, it's not enough to get money from NMC.  Awesome.  I have to give them copies of the exact same things.  Really?  Just because you are the small guys you have to give us hell so you can stick it to the federal government?  Honestly?

It's not toing to be all bad.  I mean yeah, some classes are sure to suck, but I have a feeling that most of my classes will be on the more enjoyable side.  Plus, with me being on campus more, I get to work less at the hellhole of a job that has become Best Buy.  Yeah, that means less money, but at the same time it also means that I get to spend more time hanging out at the writing center with Megan.  She's been awesome in helping me stay calm during all of this hassle of a new school year.  I don't know what I would do without here.

Peace Out.

Welcome back to yet another amazing update on what's going on in the world of Azeroth.  In today's post, we'll delve into a few new instances that I've run, a couple of new items that I've recieved, and just how the game is going so far.  But first, here is an up to date picture:

Yeah, I know, crazy.  I'm at level 35 already.  Who would have ever thought that?  Not me, that's for sure.  I'm getting some pretty sweet abiities too, though a lot of them I just don't use all that often because I just don't need to.  Maybe it's the fact that my armor is rocking out already, but I only tend to use a couple of my abilities.  THe other ones are there for looks or as a just in case type of deal, but no real value besides that.  I wonder if other people have that same problem with their characters.

I ran a few more dungeons too.  One of them was Razorfen Kraul and the other was Gnomeragon.  Both were rather blah in my opnion.  Razorfen was super long, taking our party almost 2 hours to complete it all.  It was crazy.  Not sure if I liked that all too much.  It was the more fun between the two of the them however.  Gnomeragon was just kind of a drag that stretched on and got you lost.  I don't think it helped that the party memebers were a little on the clueless side either.

I'm wearing a lot more high end loot now though.  Well, higher end at least.  I currently have five blues (rares) equiped, which is a lot for me.  I do rather like my new axe that I looted off of a boss (I think the one from Razorfen Kraul).  It's an axe and all, but it looks more like a club that someone stuck a bunch of progessively bigger spikes through.  All in all, it's pretty damn cool.

One thing I think that I might do would be to start collecting weapons/armor/items that just look coold on your character.  They would just be put into my bank in the game, not really using up any space, but there for me to pull out in case I ever needed to use them for some random reason.  I'll probably wear them around sometimes, just to look all flashy and stylish.  So far there are only a few items in there, but I'm sure that will grow as I get farther into the game.

Until next time folks.

Peace Out.

Lets start with the picture.  It's a good way to start.  Trust me on this one.

In case you were wondering, the answer is yes, I am using a rolling pin to smite the unholy blight that covers the land.  Also, I did not help with Mor'Ladin.  I just took the picture and left.  Honest.

I have some relatively big news to talk about:  I completed my first couple of dungeons!  Woot.  Yeah, it is nothing too huge for most people but I'm glad that I finally was able to achieve something like that.  The first one that I completed was the Deadmines.  It was fairly easy to do.  Being a protection warrior, I was the tank.  Pretty much I take all the damage and get all the attention of the enemies so the more squishy people don't get hurt. 

Well, nothing huge came of that excpet for a couple of quest rewards and some nice presents.  I also go my first rare piece of equipment.  No, it wasn't until my second time through that I was able to get my awesome rolling pin of doom.  It is nice and it hurts people and I rather like it.

Anyways, that it mostly.  I ran the Stormwind Stockades, which are pretty much a dungeon set in a rioting prison.  It was rather short and the group was rather angry, so it wasn't as enjoyable.  Oh well though, they aren't all nice groups.

Peace Out.

I've noticed lately that comics seem to slowly be creeping back into my life.  Part of this might have to do with a little bit more money in my pocket, but I think the majority of this has to do with finding someone who loves comics in a rather sane way.  Now, I'm not saying that Collin is insane about his comics (he totally is though) but Megan is just so much more chill about them.  She likes them for what they are:  fucking awesome pieces of work.  She reads them to both have some fun and to actually learn more about the history of the comics.  Plus, she doesn't even hold it against you when don't know anything.  It's rather refreshing.

You know what isn't refreshing though?  The comic store up here.  It's rather close minded in general.  The people there are all very into their comics and you get this silent judgment when you walk in like you don't really belong there because you are not one of them.  It's almost like you are looked down upon just because you have not devoted your entire life and existence to this heavenly art form.  It's kind of annoying, and though I've tried to defend them in the past, I think I might just slowly stop going there unless I'm forced to.

I've (and by I've I mean Megan) found this website where you can get all the comics you pretty much want and just have them shipped to your house, bagged and boarded.  I think I like that idea far more.  It's easier to browse the comics without someone being around, you can pick and choose freely, and they do have a larger selection of comics than what is available here in town, even if it's mostly newer stuff.  Overall, I'm happy with this new service, and I think that it might be something that I stick with for awhile.

Peace Out.

I'm so fed up with where I am at with my job.  It all just seems like mindless automations where I just cannot ever do well enough for those that are above me.  I may get a small comment when I do a good job, but if I mess oh is there hell to pay.  Of course there is.  They never look at the good, only the bad.  They don't notice when I'm doing everything in my power to make a sale a successful one.  No one cares when I land a cheap computer sale with every attachment that the guys can put in a cart.  Instead, they notice when I'm not using my folder, when I'm not pounching on a customer if they are within ten feet of me, when I stop to talk to an employee for five seconds.  It is pointless and rather irritating.

What is really happening is that they are slowly devouring what little is left of my patience and values.  I feel like that I value what the customer wants and needs better than anyone else.  I'm the first to give them space if they need it or give them that extra push if they want something and just can't make up their minds.  I actually follow that TRUST training that the managers are always pushing on us, yet will so rarely follow.  No, instead they push push push a customer into something, hammering whatever drivel we are supposed to selling in force that day.  That's not what TRUST is all about people.  Not at all.

I guess what I'm really trying to say is that I'll be so damn happy when I'm out of there.  I'll be happy when I have a regular schedule and can actually get scheduled for mornings, when I'm doing something that is actually helpful to people, and when I can actually be happy and proud to go to work.  Hopefully it'll be sooner than later, but knowing my luck, it won't be. 

Sorry for the rantfest.

Peace Out.

Yeah, I know, I'm terrible at doing this.  And yeah, I realize Monday is a Top Ten day, and not just a random picture day.  Anyways, just look at these, enjoy them for the silliness, and just have a good time.

First off, a very real look at how most guys feel about flowers.

Next, what is perhaps the greatest thing ever thought of.  I think that we need to make a movie series, a television series, and a couple of comics about this.  All fear that Talibannosaurs Rex.

And finally, a cat wearing a Batman mask.  This is all awesome.

Peace Out.