Minecraft

is a game. A survival game. A hardcore survival game. It's hard on easy mode. that's right. I love it. I should really start at the beginning, though: if you like video games, read on, if you dislike or don't care for video games, why are you reading my blog? (beats me, since half the stuff I talk about is videogames and the other half is milk. you must really like milk. even more than me. [see "milk fetish"]) Anyways, I was starting at the beginning. alright, lets go.

"Minecraft is a game about placing blocks to build anything you can imagine. At night monsters come out, make sure to build a shelter before that happens," is the world of minecraft in the words of notch, minecraft's secretive creator. In minecraft, well, your avatar (who is a guy in a blue shirt, always) spawns in a randomly generated world that will continue to generate randomly as you explore. (if you want more on random generation check here.) you have nothing, and unless you have checked out some tutorials or played minecraft  in the past, no idea how to move, much less open your inventory. after about five deaths, you'll have it all figured out. It's a great very open game-(when I say open, I mean open. some guy made a 1:1 scale model of the starship Enterprise. it was HUGE.) it's literally what you make of it. you should be playing minecraft. If your still confused, watch the below video. if you aren't confused, watch it anyways. it's cool.

Here is a link to http://www.minecraft.net/ and http://www.minecraftwiki.net/wiki/Minecraft_Wiki can be helpful if you've started playing.

Smileyfaces

Have you ever wanted to give one of your smiley faces a beard? have you ever wondered why not? I sure have. don't ask me why. but I always have.

Novels

Ever tried to write a novel in your spare time? It's harder than you might think. You discover that you don't have as much spare time as you thought you did... Then you get caught up doing all sorts of things, or you get that block, or something, and you can't seem to make it past that one point in your story. ever. so frustrating. You end up with this whole section that really goes nowhere... its really frustrating. unless, that is, you're a super prodigy with writing or sumthin like that.

Music

I love music. In fact, I love it so much that I am going to share some of my personal favorites with you. Ain't I nice.

For the most part, I enjoy classical music- Beethoven, Bach, Handel, etc. you can find a lovely collection of classical titles for live streaming at the EPL website, (http://www.epl.ca/licensed-databases/naxos-music-library-listen-online) at the online database, naxos music library. You will need a library card (who'da thunk?- Actually, I should add here, since a portion of my readership is in the sates, that you would need an Edmonton library card. You can just search Naxos in Google then sing up with them to get the same results.) to access the database. One of my favorites is the planets (enter that in the search bar). I especially enjoy the Jupiter movement. I also love some of the beautiful music from video games- Click here for a link to a wonderfully sad Zelda song. Here are some other links to music I enjoy:

1. Super Mario 64
2. Yoshi's Story
3. Up

I'll probably post more, later.

Dancing

Is harder than you might imagine. You're bouncin' around and bumpin' up and down, having all the sugar drained out of you. you're thirsty, but the good song is on and you're having to much fun to leave and get a drink. And then a slow song comes over. Now, don't get me wrong, I like slow songs, but asking a girl to dance requires confidence. Now, all you old people out their, who don't do this kind of thing anymore, don't you dare go "back in my day we..." because I know that that's ridiculous. You where afraid to ask girls to dance too. Now, for all the girls out their, let me give you a rundown of why it's hard to ask you to dance.

you look around for someone to dance with. You're too embarased to move right away, but you don't want to ask a girl you've been standing around by for a while because you'll look dumb. You also start to worry about asking anyone who was looking at you while you danced during the fast dance because if they where looking at you they probably think you're weired and don't want to dance with you. Now it's a quarter of the way into the dance and you're panicing. Around now, two things can happen.

A) You Man up and make your move

B)You don't.

If you don't, you sit on the sidelines with an increasing feeling of sick guiltyness for the enire dance because you have failed your manly duty to ask a girl to dance.
If you do, You get to know somone new and interesting and/or get to know someone you knew already better.
The biggest worry is that because since you are a generaly unatractive and sigtly carazy persone with no friends, no one will actualy want to dance with you, but they will out of pity.

I tell you, It's hard.

Milk: the grandeur, a stellar substance

The milky way: our galaxy, part of the vigor super cluster, a shining point in the sky, and all of it's estimated 200 billion stars, all of it named after milk. gotta love it. I mean, if the aincients where able to see milk for what it trully is, we should be able to as well. Milk is a cosmic, stelar substance.

Fanboyism

Fanboyism has been around since the dawn of time. It is the syndrome wherewith an individual or group of individuals feels loyalty to a certain object, product or service. In a capitalist environment, fanboyism will become  dangerously prominent because of the large increase in products and services. A fanboy will fight to protect his "side" usually verbally, but occasionally physically, against any insult.Fanboys will consistently critic other "contesting" things and defend their own under any circumstances. It is next to impossible to convince a fanboy of his/her error (if he/she is fighting a losing battle) because:

• Any critic of his the object of his fanboyism will enrage them, even if it is reasonable;
• His/her anger will blind him/her to reason;
• Fanboys will continually dispute facts and logical arguments;
• Fanboys will repeatedly state the same simplistic and/or already disproved arguments and evidences relentlessly (trolling).

But what, we must ask ourselves, Is the purpose of fanboyism? Let us take video games as an example, seeing as they are the fanboyist domain I know the most about. You have your X-Box junkies, your Nintendo nerds, your PC "legits" (or whatever they call themselves now) and your PlayStation poppers. None of these groups are gamers. they are "consolers". They will play one console and one console only, which rather defeats the purpose of gaming. the whole idea of video-games is to have fun playing any console, not to waste your life yelling at people because they don't worship your system. I play the system that has the games I want to play, not the hardware I want to play them on. I will pick up any game controller happily- (that is, unless the game disagrees with me.) It isn't  "fun" to treat one console like a deity and all others like a- well. You know. Dirty thing. I'll let you imagine. The moral of the story is if you can't be nice, shut up. your thing isn't always better. In fact, pretty much everything has disadvantages. Suck it up.

Super Mario Galaxy: soundtrack

In my video bar I have a link to some super Mario galaxy music- A great soundtrack. If you go onto  y-tube, you can search for the soundtrack. If you're to lazy, Click here. That link should take you to a playlist of all the awesome music in that game. It is simply so evoking, so emotional, I could listen to it for hours.

the Mario series is just so classic, so beautiful. No matter how many blazin' machine guns black ops. packs, it will never compare.Sorry, fanboys.

Pressure

Is probably not what I think it is, but it may be. In physics, they tell us that energy cannot be created or destroyed. Theoretically, energy in = energy out. So why, may I ask you, is the earth's center hot? Their is no combustion to heat it. Pressure is what heats the earth's center, making it give off thermal energy, with no end in sight. Probably indefinitely, or until earth is destroyed in one way or another. So, if we can harvest the earth's natural heat, we would have a near-indefinite source of energy. Right? Maybe I'm wrong, though.But if I am, I want one heck of a good explanation.

Milk in cereal

who thought of putting milk in cereal? If you can answer that, please do. I mean, you have these little pencil shavings, and then you have milk. in what way do they go together? I have always been confused on this point. Any further insights into this would be most appreciated.

Castellation

the building of castles; the furnishing of a house with battlements; building of a fortified or castellated structure. Just try to use that in conversation. Their. You learned something.

koji kondo

Is insanely talented. He is my role model. He probably should be yours, to.

Early morning band practice

Question: have you ever tried to play a trombone at 8 o'clock in the morning? Did't think so. And if you are smart and lucky, you may never have to. But let me tell you some things about "Early morning band practice". You get into the school and it is empty and cold. then you get into the band room, and knock over a couple of stands because you're still bleary. You open up your case, pick up you're bell the drop it again since it's freezing. After a couple of minuets, the band has started to assemble- Playing all sorts of horrid sounding warm up notes to try to reach some reasonable level of intuneation. Your tone is twisted and flat, and you can barley get the air to flow through. Songs that are normaly easy for the band sound like a chorus of yetis singing out of time. The only good thing about early morning band is that it makes for excellent conversation- everyone is tired and saying really ridiculous things.

Can't stop dancin'

On Friday, I went to a dance. Had a blast. But about half way through the dance, a song came on that made me ask myself why we, as humans, love dance and music. Logically, it is just a waste of energy, flailing around to a beat, making us more venerable to predators. Now it's become this big philosophical question for me, right? So here I am, dancing, and trying unsuccessfully to figure out why in the world I would (Logically) want to be dancing. That's when I realized that I was over thinking it. And that's about when I stopped thinking a bout it. a couple of moments later, I was having fun again.

Milk fetish

So I have a fetish with milk. So what? Milk is good for you. It tastes good. It has all sorts of vitamins and nutrients in it, plus it comes from cow. which makes it cool right away. Because cows are cool. Oh yeah. Admit it- you love cows! you've probably eaten them fairly regularly throughout your life. why not love the opaque white substance that they secret through teats located on their underside?

Manga

is just really another way of saying graphic novel. which is just a nice way of saying "Illustrated Books". Which is just a fancy way of saying picture books. Which is another way to say coloring book. Which, you could say, is a "Little kid" book. Which generally means a book with a small vocabulary.Which could be taken to mean an article. In a magazine, or something. which is fairly synonymous with a report. which is fairly close to a presentation. That usually means power point, or slide show. Which is usually done in school. so, what this all means is that:

Manga = School

Which means that this makes absolutely no sense.
(But it also technically means that we could be studying manga, not physics.)

Do you ever get that feeling...

So, do you? Well, I do, allot. that feeling when you are leaving the house in the morning of "Oh crap their's something I've forgotten" But you can never remember what it was until your bus is ten meters from it's stop and you get another feeling. More of a casual inquiry. "Do I have my bus pas?" And then you remember what you had forgotten.And then you get the last of "those feelings"- the Oh-my-gosh-I-left-my-wallet-with-my-bus-pas-and-id-card-at-home-and-I-have-a-final-today feeling.

Artificial milk

So, as you may know, I apparently have a milk fetish. it's great to write about... But anyways, this morning I was thinking about  milk, because my cereal was in milk. Wowzydoodles. so, i was thinking, what about artificial milk? Because, milk, after all, is just some fatty water full of vitamins and nutrients, and other things like sugar. At some point, it will become cheaper to make milk artificially, it occurred to me. I mean, it's happened to all sorts of other things... Like diamonds, even. Just you wait.

Defenestration

Alrighty. I'm  going to try to write about something other than milk. After all, the world is full of wonderfully interesting topics- such as defenestration. to defenestrate is to throw an object or person out of a window, Coined for the defenestration of Prague, this word is almost completely useless. just try to use it in everyday conversation- just try. And tell me what happens.

The most useless things

You know, I'm still thinking about milk. but this time, more about bottles of milk- do you know the little plastic piece right below the cap? what purpose dose it serve?!? Think about it. if we just got milk in little baggies, we would save so much material- and it would probably cost companies less anyways. And milk is not the only thing- look around you. see if you can find one of the most useless things. my blog does not count.