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Monthly Archives: July 2018

The woes of life…

Its funny sometimes when you literally just become blank to the world. Just totally daydream and just miss things. I kind of known, but definitely forgot about the Star Wars series I’ve been reading by Chuck Wendig, well apparently it’s a three part series and I remember about 1/2 a year ago I went ahead and picked up one of the books, not currently realizing that it is part of a set. I left it on the back burner for sometime simply because I’m not much of an avid reader and I was already in the midst of reading Thrawn.

The power had just gone out and after fetching a couple of battery lights to illuminate the living room I decided to dive back in the book. For whatever reason I flipped to the last couple of pages and recalled seeing the series of books. And by my collection of luck, of course I’m reading book 2 of 3. Perfect. So I neglected it and kept reading on.

I dropped the book after that night and decided the next time we’re on a trip out of the city to a larger one that I could find the remaining two books, I’ll snatch them up and attempt to read them in order. That day finally came on Sunday. Now, I’m trying to make time to read at least a couple of chapters every day or two, and currently, I’m one for one. I’m pretty damn awesome. From what I’ve read so far, its nice to actually get some introductions to some of the characters that I’ve already read about. Fascinating stuff.

Scratch off Concrete laborer to the list of jobs I wish not to hold. I was helping out a friend the other day and it was hot, the shit was heavy and it was just a pain in the ass. Although I’ve been told that it was a bad day and wheel barrow-ing is the worst/hardest way to do it. Understandably, of course.

My back hurts, my fingers have some really nice callouses now and I got sun burnt. All around, it was a terrible experience.

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Mining for gold…

No, this post isn’t about picking my own nose, although, it has happened in the past, it’s not the point and it isn’t this post. After being incredibly lazy the last few days and scouring the internet, mainly facebook and pinterest, a few items keep popping up on my feed.

Pokemon cards.

Odd yes, considering I haven’t searched online for anything of the sort, but for some reason “Charmeleon” keeps showing up and putting up a scary price tag, $5000US. Which is crazy I might add. So today, I spent the majority of my day trying to figure out what makes it so special, although I’ve come to the conclusion that I don’t have the right card, I had to dig some more, naturally of course. I watched a couple of YouTube videos to spot the differences between the good ones and the regular ones, to my demise, I don’t have the right ones, although I have some that aren’t listed in the rare, could be of some value, but I stopped searching soon after.

I started thinking back to the time where I moved away from the city and needed to downsize my possessions and one of the casualties was my card collections. You see, back in the day, mainly middle-school, late elementary, I used to play a lot of CCGs, (you may notice the CCG [Collectible Card Game] tab on top), mainly playing Overpower, Magic, Star Wars (surprise!), and finally, Pokemon. Point being, I decided (at the time), to simply toss what I believed to be common cards away, or ones I found, not worthy or useless. I believe now I might have thrown a couple thousand dollars away now, oops.

Anyways…

I’ve been periodically opening text documents and jotting down thoughts and ideas for a game, I’m trying to find a particular motivation to kick my ass in gear and start scripting again. Problem is, I tend to lack planning out a project and guide it to success. The only reason Canasta and Traders got released is that a board game is already planned out, it has set rules, graphics and game play, so it’s rather easy to proceed.

So once more I’m sitting here with a semi-blank screen with only a hand full of text to be shown. Unfortunately most of the ideas put down are of my inspirations, mainly Destiny & Star Wars. Then, the rest of it is mainly information such as debating puzzles versus dungeons, levels and experiences, sandbox and plat-former.

Basically what I want to make is a open world Star Wars game that is similar to style Destiny portrays but obviously with some differences, mainly my debate being single player versus multiplayer. This decision is huge as it alters and hinges so many other decisions in terms of making the game.

Oh dilemmas.

Mixed emotions…

I’ve won the lottery!

 

 

 

 

Of excess free time. FML.

I’ve been welcomed back to the unemployment line, a line I’ve been fairly familiar with the past couple of years. I’m a bit beyond frustration, just thinking I’m still sitting in the circling in the box of disbelief. I’m not really sure what to think anymore. Honestly thought this wouldn’t happen again, I finally thought I got my last job.

Over the past couple of days I’ve been thinking of my future, been thinking of what do I want to do next, I’ve been leaning towards leaving the profession and trying something else. The once secure profession I had thought I joined seems to be a thing of the past, I believe I’m honestly done with the insecurities of it and want something particularly more concrete, more permanent foundation.

I’m also starting to realize I’m not that young anymore, I’m getting old.   It’s heartbreaking. I remember going out golfing and swinging out of my ass, pounding the ball down the fairway. I recall the times that my 8-iron would pop out 160 yards, somewhat easily I might add. I’m lucky to hit 140, on a good day.

My habits have changed, I feel like I’m turning into an old man who looks out his window and yells at the kids to get the fuck off his lawn. My body aches when I wake up in the morning. I’m contempt with staying in on a Friday/Saturday night just relaxing. It feels like forever ago when it was a supreme chore to roll myself out of bed in the morning to hit the links, I was in good fortune to make my tee time. Now, I’m up well before, sometimes because I have to pee, and I have time to practice. Practice. We’re talking about practice. Practice, man. My thoughts have changed with golfing in general. I’m more of a smart golfer, a course manager. I tend to avoid penalties and take the safer route, a lot more conservative. I never used to look ahead, now I’m thinking at least a shot ahead, if not 2, and its made me better.

I’m thinking ahead now, more than ever before, I just think its time to do what is right, for my mind and more importantly, my body.

Sorry for the long ramble, its had to get out somewhere.