“Reality is a question of perspective; the further you get from the past, the more concrete and plausible it seems -but as you approach the present, it inevitably seems incredible.” --Salman Rushdie

"Fuck that shit, I am." --Luke.

Stray

I think one of my problems may lie with an early onset lack of social interaction. At an age crucial to making friends and learning the ins and outs of what is and isn't acceptable in public (9 and 10) I was homeschooled. Often times days would go by and I wouldn't go any further than my mailbox. Prior to this I had one very best friend, but his parents divorced, his mom married his uncle and they moved to Jupiter (literally). Before that, I had just one friend, who I lost contact with after being in the stupid gifted program at a different school. My superior learning environment cost me a friend. After a year of gifted I begged to be homeschooled because the most recent nice person I had met was homeschooled and he wasn't being picked on by people in gifted, then again he wasn't in gifted.

I let others run my life too much now. It's not very good. I've become socially outcast, paranoid of people speaking ill of me, yet secretly hoping that they do for fear of becoming forgotten.

I've become bitter and violent, even towards family members. Nothing is sacred anymore. Nothing matters anymore.

I can't connect with others and often times I just say nothing.

What happened to the happy-go-lucky, worry-free guy I used to be? Why can't I just sit down and play a video game anymore? Where's my focus? What's the matter with me?

Murry fuggin' Crimbo.

What I want can't be wrapped. It may be able to be rapped, though.

For no reason at all things have turned to shit. I'm a violent-minded social outcast incapable of feeling anything good anymore. Who's to say what I felt wasn't just an act anyway?

Conclusion: I wish I knew what was wrong with me.

I have acquired a new skill!

I can now pick cotton directly from my blue jeans.

TO MY VISITORS:

Geez, how hard is it to find my blog?

Honestly, let me know.

How to burp smoke like a dragon badass!

Okay, here's the deal, you're a badass, but you need a super-badass ability?
Well wait no further, for now we humans are able to burp smoke, like we just ate a damn fireball or something!

Step One: 
Take large gulp of water into your mouth, swish it around for a bit, gargle and then,


Step Two:
Inhale through cigarette, pipe, cigar, hookah, water pipe, cigarillo, what have you.

Step Three:
Here's the slight trick: Force the smoke down with the water/your tongue, be careful not to get water into your lungs.

Step Four:
Swallow the water normally, then wait a moment, you'll burp. It'll be kickass.

How it works: By swishing the smoke in with the water molecules you raise the water's temperature making it more succeptible to accept the smoke molecule in the roof of your mouth. By lowering your head when you swallow, you reduce the risk to drown sitting up. This may not be to the best of your health, but it's damn cool.


Happy Findings!

Scott Pilgrim vs. This Reviewer

Okay, so last night I saw Scott Pilgrim vs. The World (before all you guys did). I have several thoughts on this matter.

The style was something that really caught my attention. The best way I can describe it is comic-book style filmography. Maybe it's because of the technology used it's either the first of it's kind, or the first to target that rare, mid-20s Gamers/Musicians/Canadians/Fans of Canada/Big Kids/Artists demographic. I happen to own a nice lot right in the middle of this demographic, myself. And seeing a movie that seems to be just made for you is an excellent feeling.

Now then, as for the contents of the movie (no synopsis, watch the film for yourselves). I was delighted to find a myriad of references to some of my most favorite things. For instance, the video game aspects (there were a lot of these). Music from The Legend of Zelda was used (and vocalized) in a few scenes. Also let it be known that I want to wear every shirt I saw in this movie. This leads me to the next great positive of this movie, the aspects of it that seemed to be torn from the comic book pages of its origins. Ah, the joys of being literate. The parts including Scott's band were excellent. Being an awful musician (although currently without a band) myself, I can completely relate to the characters as they were presented in the film. That said, if you go into this movie expecting a copy of the comic book, you're a tard and deserve any kind of stupid let down you set yourself up for, fool. But seriously, this movie is really effing good. Now, I won't say that if you don't see it, I'll stop talking to you, but I will probably hold a secret deep-seated loathing in my heart against you until the day I die. Just sayin'.


I can only really say that I fervently enjoyed this film, it's style was both cutting-edge and original, And yet it still was so relatable to this reviewer on such a personal level that it was beautiful.

COMING SOON!

Scott Pilgrim vs. This Reviewer.

I started a New Blog. Welcome to me v. 2.0!

This is the blog about me. How I feel, and what I do.

I'll also be reviewing various Video-Games, Music, Video-Game Musicians, Cartoons, and Arts.

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