Random interschnitzel stuff

First up, here is something we found posted on Kotaku this morning that was waaay more amusing than it should have been. But really, how can you go wrong with a game called "Don't Shit Your Pants"? (if you can't figure out how not to shit your pants, there are some "strategy guides" in the Kotaku comments)


Item number two, I don't remember how I stumbled across it, but it seemed perfect for Crow: a shirt with a raven silhouette made out of the words of "The Raven."


Hooray for random stuff on the internets!

EDIT: Also, for any of you who feel like building a computer, "how to case mod a beaver." Yeah... still trying to decide how traumatized I am by this...

Time for a pee-ku revival?

Now here is a piece I call "walking home from work in the winter":

sun shines without warmth
sharp wind makes me have to pee
toilet's far away

Stopping by to say hi

Hello all.

It's been quite a while hasn't it. Well, working and looking for a job make jack a dull boy. Yesterday I finally had someone respond to my email by telling me the position is filled. Much better than a couple of other places I've sent my resume in =)

It's interesting going through this process of looking for work. As things wind down here at my current job I slowly find myself reflecting on this process. It takes a lot of energy! I'm glad to say though, that I have much in order and really just find myself overwhelmed by the cover letter writing.

But back to the whole job search experience thing. It's interesting how with each new position I see that I remotely qualify for, I find myself fancying what it would be like to work in the environment described. I find myself looking up information on the people who work at the company via facebook, yelp ratings, google's street view, anything to give me a better impression of what this place is like. Perhaps of all aspects surrounding the job search, the imagination necessary feels the most draining.

Anyways, thank you all for posting on the cup, Cyruss and Crow especially. I've been wanting to write posts for some time but instead use that time looking up open positions. Sorry guys, that just takes precedence for now. I know you understand. Regardless, I get a sense that you guys are doing well, which is what's important!

Crow - Had you in a dream the other night. We were at my mother's house and you were telling me about a girl. Someone special. You were very excited. Also, I'm EXTREMELY HAPPY you got a 360! I follow game's media and can tell you if I had the money or time I would definitely invest in one. My own personal recommendations would be either Oblivion or BioShock. Although, Street Fighter IV seems to be VERY popular.

Cyruss - I promise I'll read that story of yours soon!

Well, I have to cut this off...more to do!

Prisoner

Prisoner: I’ve trapped you
Inside of a little
White web of words
That I have spent
Hours delicately
Spinning for this
Intimate engagement.

Don’t struggle, (she said) it will
All be over
In a moment
And it hurts much less
If you just let it happen.

There now, don’t
You feel silly?
Bet you could barely
Feel my fangs
As I (softly) sucked
Your essence out
Of you and into
This poem.

Dungeons, revisited

Welcome to my attempted cure for writer's block that has gotten a little out of control and appears to be trying to turn itself into a story. Very, very loosely based on my old D&D character's back story (I was originally going to put everyone's characters in, but I don't know if I will), kind of shaky in terms of overall plot, but we'll see what it turns into. Here's the first chunk that seems to be in working order, continued in the comments:


A sharp ridge of seemingly insurmountable mountains, sleek sides painted orange by the morning sun, had at some point come into view above the endless miles of greenblack conifers. Cloaked in a thin screen of mist, the peaks provided a surreal backdrop to the bold and jagged reality of the forest. The elf wasn't entirely sure when it had been, but after weeks of plodding northward, days without seeing a single village or even a dilapidated hermit's cottage, sometimes days without seeing anything at all but the trees, he had felt a sudden change in his surroundings, and finally realized that across the small meadow stretching out at his feet, above the eternal expanse of forest, he had come face to face with the Crown of the World.

As a young child, back home on the island, he had heard tales of the Crown of the World and the great dwarven kingdoms embedded at the mountains' base, tales of adventure and secret trap doors, curving silver swords and rough walled impenetrable vaults. He had marveled at his mother's paintings of the mountains brought back from the mainland by merchants; captured in their bold in bold strokes or subtle shading, mythical islands of solid rock, not languishing in the turquoise waters of the bay, but sitting proudly atop the land. He had never quite believed that they could be real, and he certainly had not expected to see them with his own eyes. But then, at that point in his life, he had not expected to be exiled either.

A project for What

This do-it-yourself skittles vodka recipe seems like something What has been waiting for all his life, since booze and mixing weird crap together and eating it seem to be two of his favorite hobbies. (for the cuppers who never experienced the skittles in pepsi, or apple candy cane in some other soda, consider yourselves lucky... blargh) Gogogo! If you make it, I'd consider trying the orange or purple.