Rants, Raves, and general musings. Occasional tibits of poetry and short stories that make their way out of my head.
Thursday, January 31, 2008
Wednesday, January 30, 2008
Mass Effect...and rampant sex?
The game is rather off-the-hook, a cross between an RPG and FPS. I haven't gotten very far due to a rather inconvenient Xbox hardware snag. (I'm still waiting for MS to ship the repair box over *single tear*). The game is M-rated and has one network-TV-friendly sex scene late in the 30-hour game.play drama.
What adds to this drama?
Gamers took matters to heart and "attacked" her where they thought it would hurt — on the Amazon.com wgere Lawrence has a listing for the book that was plugged during her Fox News appearance, "The Cult of Perfection: Making Peace with Your Inner Overachiever." Gamers took to jotting down 400 scathing user reviews, many by gamers who admitted to not reading her book. All's fair, no?
Many of those reviews have been deleted, though many still have a negative slant. Amazing what the power of one-star ratings can do when done en masse.
Monday, January 28, 2008
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
Scary Movies!!
Still in that darkness, it resonated here and there...have you ever loved someone that couldn't see it? wanted to protect and shelter someone from the evil around them? been the victim of someone else's machinations? or dealt with the pain of being someone's whipping boy? Beyond the blood and gore, the tragedy reminds us to appreciate life, love, and the delicate balance of trust.
Did I mention it was a musical? heh. The lyrics need more than a once over. Go back and listen a second time. You'll find you missed something!
This clip below is a random find. But, paired up here because of the razor setup in the first scene. I will mention that it is by a sketch comedy troupe called, B-Sqad. And, they have a series of hilarious shorts. Enjoy!
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Saturday, January 19, 2008
Vid Finds
Monday, January 14, 2008
At what price...
What would you give up for a whole new life? or rather the life someone else designed for you?
Video games allow you a moment to escape into other world and sometimes leave the stresses of the real world behind you. For others, it allows the mind to wander while the body recovers from the day's rigors.
But, the mind is a complex thing. And memories are the fundamentals of who we are, the summation of our experiences and our choices. The ultimate culmination of the road we have walked mapped out in tiny neural pathways. How simple the concept, how complex the execution.
How easy to throw a wrench in it all.
Here's to a life worth living.
Safe Journey to All.
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Thursday, January 10, 2008
Haiku Happy Hour
Toy with me today
Make me feel more than special
Like you always do
Spin me in your arms
As I lose myself in you
I won’t fear the fall
Say you remember
Say you love me like you did
I need this today
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Make it a Double, Again.
Let me breathe you in,
Have a taste of your Essence,
Mine, forevermore.
***
I thought we broke up
Yet you call me everyday.
Love or Denial?
Think I need a Man
Who would buy me anything
And not ask questions!
***
I get lost in Dream
Where happiness knows no bounds.
Sarcasm brings me back.
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Worst Gay Pickup Lines
WORST GAY PICK UP LINES
1. I wish you were a door so I could slam you all day long.
2. (As you lick your finger and wipe on his shirt?) Now, let's get you out of these wet clothes.
3. Nice ass? What time does it open?
4. Do you work for UPS? I thought I saw you checking out my package.
5. You've got 206 bones in your body. Would you like one more?
6. Can I buy you a drink or do you just want the money?
7. I may not be the best looking guy in here but I'm the only one talking to you.
8. I'm a bird watcher and I'm looking for a Big Cocked Bed Thrasher. Have you seen one?
9. Do you want to play army? I'll lie down and you can blow the hell out of me.
10. I wish you were a Pony Carousel outside of Wal-Mart so I could ride you all day long for a quarter.
11. Oh, I'm sorry. I thought that was a Braille nametag.
12. I'd really like to see how you look when I'm naked.
13. You might not be the best looking guy in here but beauty is only a light switch away.
14. You must be the limp doctor because I've got a stiffy.
15. I'd walk a million miles for one of your smiles and even farther for that little thing you do with your tongue.
16. If it's true that we are what eat, then I could be you by morning.
17. You know, if I were you, I'd have sex with me.
18. Fuck me if I'm wrong, but isn’t your name Easy Bottom?
19. Those clothes would look great in a crumpled heap on my bedroom floor.
20. Do you believe in love at first sight or should I walk by again?
21. Hi! I'm Mr. Right. Someone said you were looking for me.
22. My name is John. Remember that? You’ll be screaming it later.
23. My friend wants to know if you think I'm cute.
24. My name isn't Elmo but you can tickle me anywhere you want to.
25. I know milk does a body good but…DAMN! How much have you been drinking?
26. If you and I were the last men on earth, I'll bet we could do it in public.
27. Do you want to come over for some pizza and sex? No? Why? You don't like pizza?
28. Dude, I'm an American Express lover? You shouldn't go home without me.
29. Do you sleep on your stomach? No??? Can I?
30. Do you wash your dreams in Windex, because I can see myself in them.
31. I've lost my virginity. Can I have yours?
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Allure
Allure
Compelled and truly drawn,
the late night visits come.
What power do you have?
Hate this loss of control.
Emotion rent from me
once hidden away deep,
now running amok here
With you in my embrace.
I would send you away
To regain my senses
and the lonely comfort
I have always understood,
let me stay by your side
and slowly breathe you in.
Do I want more than this?
*****
I've been thinking of my old roommate, Pedro. I miss him, his smile, and his reassuring sarcasm. The counterpoint to my inner child, his maturity hid his tender heart. I found this poem I wrote on a whim, one of his favorites of mine. I doubted it's strength, but he reassured me in that way of his.
Rest easy, my friend, the love you brought into everyone's lives will never be extinguished.
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Ebb 3/30/2006
And found myself upon some coastal plain.
No gentle breeze did pass my way
And so, I walked past shoals and solitude
To find my Shell in nightly dreams
And lost myself in nameless whispers.
And there, then, I came upon
The mangrove in all its joy
As no one and all could see.
Tall,
Lush,
Erect,
And waiting for me..
I gave no hint of trepidation
A feint, a folly, a glamour,
Practiced and meticulous,
Went the dance of hands and knees..
Two beauties, maybe three
Sailed in oceans of shadows
Where one ended,
I could not see.
Upon the waves,
Warm,
Wet,
And Captivating,
The Undine Song
I sang.
Until the littoral chorus
Reminded me
Of how
Alone
I
Truly
Was.
How far I traveled
Only to find
That I had not
Gotten far
At all.
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After Thoughts
Demonstrate your love to me.
You are what I need.
***
Come to a stop. Forget the world.
Imagine the possibilities.
*scratch, scratch, scratch*
Focus.
What were the Rules?
Can't read in the dark.
*scratch, scratch, scratch*
I want to win, dammit!
I can't see!
Stupid green light.
I have to go.
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Yesterdays and Everything 5/2006
Again this coastal dream arrives unbidden.
What chance, have I, against idyllic fancy
where words are sparse,
the eyes absorb.
No helpless forms or wills preside here.
And by now, I know the Undine song,
resonating echoes through my core.
Quick!
Time follows us...me...
Return and away!
Hasten with steadfast joy.
There can be no lingering,
An unwritten creed?
Misplaced beliefs will save us not!
Though nothing there resides that can not be
undone by smirk or smile.
I turn and open my eyes once more.
Yet, no fleeting ephemerous passing is this
that I will not recall,
you are mine!
* * *
Come lay across my knees!
With you, I'll do as I please.
Show me how bad you've been,
I promise to be good,
the best you've ever had!
* * *
stroke for confidence.
question the muse within.
choose what you will, boy.
* * *
I don't know the words.
To say what you want to hear.
You are so the man!
* * *
This is for Erik
who sits by her side always.
Nothing said again.
* * *
Oh what can be said?
Silent volumes to be heard,
only EVERYTHING!
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Wednesday, January 9, 2008
2002 12/03
far from the lands of your empire
and the grip of vice and pain.
What comfort brings the cloak of fear,
to have me there under your sway?
When did you Master
the Hermitic Art,
lashes of Sarcasm
spring from heart and tongue
without disregard
for me, your failure!
Here, I stand...alone,
No longer enslaved
to misconceptions,
preconceived notions,
of what a man is
and should ever be.
How hollow this unwanted triumph!
when all I wanted
I can no longer have..
* * *
Hear me, Ancienne!
Guide me throught the path ahead.
I have lost my way.
* * *
Wicked angels grin
when souls wander all about
more than lost, lonely.
* * *
Why do you need me?
To forgive your transgressions?
Remorse is a Bitch!
* * *
believe what you will
but I know the truth!
no surrendering
of my faith in you,
just don't ask for that
which i cannot give.
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Monday, January 7, 2008
Show of Force
Where the heart runs free,
the mind can't recall.
Of the constant lies
that were whispered here,
the warmth faded away.
This is what remains
after all was lost.
Was my pound of flesh
a worthy offer
for all the trouble
I have seemed to bring?
Given what you say
does he love you now
like I used to then?
Still, we made our choices
It seems I still hold
onto dreams again.
Saturday, January 5, 2008
Life's Little Soundtracks
beating it down.
Surviving
Crying.
Laughing.
Living.
And then. it's gone. like the day. the dream. the everything.
The memory lingers. slowly decaying by time. eroded by sentiment. changed by emotion.
snippets come and go.
and fade.
away.
and away.
but, deep down. they wait. for rememberance. for you.
what brings them out. sights. smells. sounds...
and song.
for everything. for everyone. for you.
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Friday, January 4, 2008
Handle With Care
Turn.
Bite into me.
Wash away the pain.
Watch it trickle.
Down and away.
Slice.
Prick.
Do what you will.
These are the ones.
We love the most.
Forever and a day.
Repeat.
Draw.
The edge is finite
There is no tomorrow.
Now is here.
Fixed on this sensation.
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Sigma
When you come to me
in bits and pieces,
why is it so hard
to remember you?
Unbidden slide the echoes
on the rays of the dawn
where love remains
so universal.
What the mind's eye fails to see
the hand recalls.
Every arch, every curve.
Each bristle.
Squeeze.
Burst.
Oils so fresh. Scents so old.
Flashes of you come Alive.
Dance.
With Me.
For a Moment.
Before the End.
(June 5, 2007)
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The Cycle Begins Anew...
The night was uneventful and drove home to try to surprise Mom at her Birthday dinner. Unfortunately, my father doesn't follow directions well and they ended up eating before I arrived in the Valley. Had fun with the family and now back in SA trying to get ready to go back to work.
I'll have to see what the year will bring. But, I know that I will have to prepare...I need to find the focus that I've lost. Only then, will I be ready.
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