Thursday, November 11, 2010

Bicycles (and Nebraskon)

Before I get continue with my actual post for today, I have to say Anime Nebraskon was phenomenal once again.  Alien and I spent the whole weekend doing the Gym Leader Challenge up in the game room.  We were two of the six people to beat all eight leaders and get a shot at the Elite Four on Sunday.  None of the six could beat them, but Alien was the closest, so he won a big Dialga figurine.  It's pretty =)

Preeeeety =)


And now onto our discussion topic of the day.

Most college students enjoy sleeping, and do so until the last few minutes before class in the morning.  I am no exception to this rule, though I do have a way of coping with this extended-sleep-no-time-to-wake-up preference.

I have a bike.

Like this, only faded, rusty, and one working break
















Something strange seems to occur whenever I don my helmet.  The Pedestrian Cactus is gone, and replaced with the Cyclist Demon.  The Cyclist Demon has but one goal in life: to reach point B.  She will stop at nothing to achieve this goal.  She does not idly pedal her way through the world, taking in sights and sounds.  She is a thing possessed (or a thing possessing, your call) with the need to be there, and to be there yesterday.

The Demon is very elitist, looking down upon of all the bipeds around her.  Watch as one walks down the middle of the sidewalk, as if they own the world!  Here come two walking this direction, refusing to shuffle to one side.  Do they not see the Demon?  They would not hesitate to move out of the way of a car going as quickly as she, and yet here they walk, dumbfounded, until the Demon, tires squealing, scares one onto the grass.  She is disturbed by the delay in her goal, but wastes not another thought on the two.

The Cyclist Demon and I have come to something of an agreement.  In the case we actually DO run into someone (an elderly gentleman, a wandering student, and an oblivious high school campus tourist have thus far been victims) I get to take over.  The interaction goes something like this:

Demon: (to self) LOOK at the imbeciles, the way they strut down the LEFT side of my sidewalk.  There is order to be had here!  They must conform to societies rules of transport!  Yes, bicycle, intimidate them with the Squealing Break.  Ah, see now how they jump aside!  Fool freshman, never seen a cyclist before, they know not to listen to the click of the chain.  Ah yes, the joy of an empty sidewalk. Now we're picking up speed.  Cactus shall be pleased to make it to the dining hall before these pathetic pedestrians in our wake...
Cactus: Demon?  There's an old man up ahead.
Demon: You DARE question MY observational skills!  Of course I've seen the man ahead.   I had sensed him from a mile away, back in the classroom even-
Cactus: He's getting closer Demon.  I think we should slow down-
Demon: NEVER!  We are on the downhill slope, this inertia shan't be wasted on such a pathetic mortal as he!
Cactus: DEMON!  CHOOSE A SIDE!
*collision with the old man*
Cactus: OH SIR I'M SO SORRY SIR ARE YOU ALRIGHT I'M SO SOR-
Old Man: *hrumph* (walks away)
Cactus: You see Demon!  You just slowed us down in the end anyway!
Demon: But he was so slow... so INFERIOR-
Cactus:  He was a PERSON Demon.  Slow down next time.  You're going to get us hurt
Demon:*whimper*

Fin

Also, I don't ever have road rage.  Just bike rage.

Monday, November 1, 2010

On Minecraft

I KNOW I have homework that needs finished by midnight.
I SEE the pile of laundry, begging to be washed.
I REALIZE that I have a host of things waiting to be knitted by Christmas.

But I can't help it.

I love my games.

I've been working at my Pokemon team, getting them all leveled up for Anime Nebraskon, but at it's prime, Pokemon is a lot of glorified grinding.  So today, I'm playing Minecraft.

For those of you who haven't gotten out from under your rocks lately, Minecraft is a devious little time sink developed by Notch.  Yes, it's still in the Alpha testing stages, YES, the graphics are terrible, and YES, it costs €10.  The gameplay is all a sandboxer could ask for, and we know they'll put in pretty graphics when the time comes.  Even without them, you can still build some pretty AWESOME stuff (Miners: You've probably seen these already.)

In the spirit of the new Halloween Update, I created a new world, which totally blew the pants off of the Land of Mediocrity (ex Main World).  One dune over from my spawn point, I discovered what is now my home base.

(Please ignore the sand-harvest trench)
Snazzy, eh?  Earrings said it looked like a skull.  You see it?  I'll help you out a little.

Okay, well not the WHOLE thing looks like a skull

It could use a better name than "Mount Skull" but "Mount Doom" is all I can come up with, and it's already taken.  Stinking Tolkien stealing all my ideas....
The eye sockets glow at night:

Mm-mmm, glowy
It's purty :3

From the inside:

Pictured: View through left eye socket

You might be wondering what the giant green tower is.  I figure every base I make needs a ceiling to floor tower marking it's relative location in case I get lost.  But dirt and sand are boring, so I made this one out of CACTUS.

God forbid some poor, ambitious hawk try and perch up there
It's tall.

You might be wondering, "Why, Cactus(blogger)!  What is that speck of light on the cactus(plant) up there?"  To which I will respond, "Why, Lurker!  What fabulous eyesight you have!"
For those of you with inferior eyesight, I took a picture of it at night.

Enlarged for your viewing pleasure: Speck of Light

It's lit with torches at the top for better visibility... I suppose.
So much to explore, so little time *dons hardhat* off to find some diamond.

Wednesday, October 27, 2010

My Life as of Right Now

As any true procrastinator, I’ve CONSIDERED writing this for a few months.  It wasn’t until today that I finally had a sudden surge of creativity and ambition necessary to drive forth this insane inane goal.  I don’t know how most bloggers start their blog, but I’m not most bloggers.  So I’m going to start off with some basic info on myself.

I am a sophomore at UNL (Go Huskers! [not really, but I do wear red on Game Days to avoid getting shot.  It’s a bit intense] and I have far too much conceived free time proportional to my grades.  I’m in a fantastic relationship, the only one I’ve ever been in, and we’ve been dating for just over one year now.  Hobbies include video games…. Yeah basically video games.  And recently, knitting.  And bumming around the internet, but I don’t really count that as a hobby.

Currently, I’m at the Student Union, watching several friends play Magic: The Gathering (henceforth referred to as MTG due to no other reason than laziness.
This is me:
Here I am, attempting to follow the game Alien and Earrings are having, but I'm not understanding the combos.  At all.












Earrings is now singing Alien's demise as he loses the game, so I'm smiling a bit more than this now.
I would like to point out that I'm wearing Earring's hat.  I'm not rich enough to own nice things.
And the hoodie belongs to Alien, but it isn't really as interesting as the hat.  Sorry Alien.