Ooops

May. 26th, 2013 11:11 am
anagramofbrat: (what is love?)
I had planned to take a break from beading after I got done with the Tetris Dance, but this past week it became apparent my brain has other ideas regarding break taking and also other projects. >_< I may have to get froggy with myself to ensure the needle does indeed get put down for a while, because yow, my wrists. (Really need to invest in some squeeze balls and braces at this rate, ugh. I will not be defeated by tendinitis.)

But yeah there are now a couple of projects on the docket for the future. One is a tube necklace/torq/wrap based on the Fourth Doctor's scarf, along with figuring out a pattern for making the TARDIS out of beads. The other is, well. Between calling up the Lost Projects of The Beforetimes and Kidzilla suddenly discovering Actual Honest-To-Goodness Pokemon, something like this was bound to happen at some point:



Sorry about the fuzz, I committed the web developer sin of displaying them at 3x their actual size. :P The patterns resolve to a square just about coaster-sized. I have a feeling these won't be the last I'll see of these particular patterns. If I do go ahead and do this I'm probably going to start with Snorlax - something about that particular pokemon never fails to make me smile. Maybe it's because he looks so fat and happy, like a slumbering Totoro or a Budai figure.

I'm thinking maybe during the proposed and HAPPENING (she sternly told herself) break I might hunt down one of the Pokemon Chromatics and actually give them a try - I keep saying that it's exactly the sort of game I would have been rabidly into had it been released a couple of years before it actually had been (I was already in college by that point), but due to prejudice and Previous Associations I never really let myself explore it. Also since the plan at this point is to get Kidzilla a (3?)DS and whatever edition is currently out for it for her birthday at the end of the summer, I feel like I need to catch up a bit (LRN UR HSTRY) before I start playing with her. Also I seem to remember my sister promising to send me G's old DS... hmm. I should get on her about that.

I also find it funny that I'm still firmly stuck about 5-20 years behind w/r/t gaming. I have about zero interest in the new generation consoles - hell, we only use our Wii for Netflix, which will probably stop once I figure out how/get enough scratch to hook up our blu-ray player to our wireless network. But yeah, everything I've been reading about the Xbox One has been NOPE NOPE NOPE DNW and I've been really Meh on the Wii U. I rather doubt my opinion'll be much different on the PS4, especially since I'm still not really interested in the PS3 even. Oh well.

Overall it's been a reasonably low key weekend - both kids were a little stir crazy yesterday what with the cold and the rain, so we spent part of the day at the Jones (deliver me from laissez-faire hippydippy parents not actually parenting their children - ugh), and then drove into Northampton so I could grab some thread and show off a little to the staff (the appropriate ooing and ahhing was had) and then had dinner at Sam's pizza, which both kids seemed to enjoy. After which we came home and watched "The Name of the Doctor" with Kidzilla, which, surprisingly, improved a bit upon the second watching, despite Moffat clearly Moffatting down the Moffat in a few places. I'll never forgive him for ruining River Song, man - I loved that character (and the actress!) when she was first introduced, but her plotline later... *smh* Alex Kingston deserved so much better. Well, in my ideal world, she and John Barrowman get that spin-off where they adventure around the 51st century together. I'd watch the hell out of that, I won't lie.

Vaguely toying with the idea of forming a Pioneer Valley GOC (geeks of color) discussion/meetup group. Between listening rabidly to TWiB and Nerdgasm Noire podcasts for the better part of the month, I'm discovering the lack of that going on in my life and that it's something I'd like to have happen, especially since I can count the area black gamers I know of on one hand and the ones of other non-white ethnicities on two, and that's ridiculous, there's gotta be more of us around here. I'm a little twitchy about it because I know it's something J would love to join if he heard about it, but if he also hears I'm part of it, well... That's on him, yes, I know, but I still feel bad. Meh. Still might be worth reaching out to George and Neal about it and gauging their interest level, seeing as both of them are way more connected than i am at this point. (and by connected, i've referred to both of then as the Kevin Bacons of the Valley at varying points.) The summer is for projects, right?

seems like the rain let up some today. maybe Frosty later? Maybe?
anagramofbrat: (sexytime!)
So the Neverwinter open beta starts tomorrow, and its already a foregone conclusion that I'm jumping into that shit. I have some reservations, namely of the "dear gods what are you doing you don't have time for MMORPGs anymore!" variety, which is part of why I've let most of the other things the Squirekids have gotten excited about pass me by. Old Republic, LOTRO, Rift, that sort of thing. It's a time thing and also none of those games really caught my attention and held it the way WoW did. Neverwinter weirdly was different; I watched [livejournal.com profile] cell23 play it a few weeks back when he grabbed a beta key and something long dormant in my wee gamer soul went YES I WANT THAT. I WANT THAT NOW. Then again that could have just been watching him generate a Tiefling - I do have rather a giant raging ladyboner for that race. It's the horns. And the tail. And my deep attraction towards evil looking creatures. I don't know, I'm getting off-topic.

I've been thinking about it, though. Why this game, why now? What I've managed to tease out of my subconscious is that with the examples I cited previously, the games didn't have an in for me. I love me some Star Wars, but it's very limited to the scope of the original trilogy - I have pretty much no use for the EU. Well except for the Sith, they're always fascinating. Lord of the Rings, kind of the same thing: I like the movies well enough but I actually kinda wanted to die the couple of times I read through the books (except for The Hobbit - now I just want to die at what they're doing to it in the movies). But yeah, not so much of a fan that I want to run around in Middle Earth for an evening shooting orcs. This one, I don't know. I'm not ruling out the possibility that I'd get bored with it quickly, but I already have the mental gateway in terms of being familiar with the general structure of D&D, and the more onerous things about playing it tabletop are subsumed by the convenient fact that it's a computer game and therefore "MAGIC MISSILE IT IN THE HEAD! YOU DON'T NEED TO ROLL IT! WE DID ALL THAT MATH FOR YOU! PRESS A!" ...yeah, lol.

I won't lie, though, the main reason I'm hoping I enjoy the hell out of this? I haven't found a game yet that I can play with [livejournal.com profile] cell23. I mean, for the most part I don't really mind him in his study doing his thing (mostly LoL these days) and me in our room doing mine (TV, beading and web stuff mostly) but I've been craving the whole lets-do-something-online-together thing for a bit. That's another reason why my forays back into WoW have been brief - for the most part since DRAMA happened and the Order of Anami broke up years ago I haven't really found a consistent group of folks to tool around with there and my WoW time these days is 98% soloing. That gets... Lonely? Lonely works. Meanwhile [livejournal.com profile] cell23 just bounced in here and is all "SO YOU AND ME, SEXY TIEFLING LADYSQUAD, YES?" lol. If I didn't know better I'd say he's excited about me jumping in too.

Well, we'll see how Neverwinter works out. Meanwhile for right now, time to catch up on Sunday night TV and beading.


Anyone else out there planning on playing, btw?
anagramofbrat: (ORLY? (Hex))
I can't talk about Newton, CT, really - I have a jumble of layered feelings in relation to it, but I will say that I find it a little... disturbing...? that I found myself trying very hard to hide my sniffles and leaking eyeballs at Paperman/Wreck-it Ralph tonight, while earlier when [livejournal.com profile] htl_1126 informed me of the death toll as of then (up to 27 dead, most of them children) I felt almost nothing other than "...again?"

I may well have turned the corner into complete sociopathy, y'all. Not okay about this level of numbness.

But positive things. Not just because I'm selfish, but because good news on a dark day is a good thing right? [livejournal.com profile] cell23 took me out for a date tonight, which did all sorts of squirrely blushy things to my face and bad things to my head and other bits, seeing as he'd had to dress up for work today and left the suit on purely because he knew I'd like it. We did indeed see Wreck-It Ralph tonight and much as I expected, I loved the shit out of it. Yeah, about a month late but it meant that we sat in an empty theater while everyone else went to The Hobbit. I wouldn't know where to begin squeeing about everything I loved in that movie, all the little details and nods and winks that Disney snuck in that you'd miss if you blinked, because there were many of them, but the main thing I actually take my hat off to Disney for is that other than the gender stereotyping inherent in the licensed characters appearing in the movie, the movies was pretty refreshingly light on the gender bias. (Hell, now that I think about it, it even passes the Bechdel test.) Mainly the thing I appreciated regarding this was that the audiences' window into the player experience of the movie's world was a girl - She never gets a name, but you see her roaming the arcade trying to play everything regardless of genre, and her game of Hero's Duty leads to some... amusing commentary of game violence. But the thing that really got me was when she tried to go on to play Sugar Rush, which I swear, all the scenes set in the that game gave me diabeetus of the eyeballs, wow, she was barred by two older boys monopolizing the entire cabinet.

Seriously, in a world where I get annoyed by having to remind my MIL that her granddaughter likes LEGOs just as much as her grandsons, that consideration makes me happy.

The main consequence of this is a burning desire to shotgun all four seasons of ReBoot! the last year and a half I've actually never seen even, which is crazy to me because there was a time when that show and its awesomeness (well for 1994 - that animation, while groundbreaking at the time, didn't age well... would not say no to Mainframe Entertainment redoing the first few seasons to look more like the last one) was My Major Fannish Thing. Case in point:



BTW, greasepaint is balls.

I think one of the things that annoyed me in all the conversations, blogs and reddit posts about Wreck it Ralph is the mistaken assumption that it's the first example of something attempting to portray the video game experience "from the inside." I'm not saying ReBoot! did it better - some aspects of that show were made of laughable fail (cough, Enzo, cough). But it did present some interesting concepts that worked within its internal continuity, like games being contained in cubes that would drop on the city randomly and if the citizens trapped within couldn't defeat The User (or Player One, if you will) that section of the city contained within the game would be destroyed.

Hilariously, Disney was the cause of ReBoot! pretty much ending its run in the US, seeing as they bought ABC while it was airing and wiped out their preexisting Saturday Morning Cartoons block to make room for its own programming. Seasons 3 and 4 eventually aired on Cartoon Network, but it never got the same amount of exposure its early episodes did, which is a pity, as once they were no longer so rigidly constrained by Standards and Practices, the show went from being okay/reasonably good to OMGWTFAWESOME. Alas, no one saw it. :/

Wellp, I have a working DVD player now, and the box set at last check, was only $47. Maybe it's finally time to drop some cash on getting it. I'll save some space for Wreck It Ralph on the shelf next to it, as it deserves.
anagramofbrat: (beads)
I have completed row 6.



There's a closeup as well, but honestly it doesn't look like all that much yet. Which is funny for four days of work and 1020 beads put in already. What I'm fascinated by at this stage of the game is that this is a long pattern and something I didn't know would happen is that the tapestry would have a bow to it for the first few rows . you can kinda see it still, how it curves up into a sort of smile? That curve was more pronounced at first, and has gradually come down as more rows get added to stiffen it up. I imagine by row 12 it'll be straight.

Oh by the way, this is the screenie in question. Yeah boyyy, beat that Level 9 Height 5 realness.

four days and six rows in, I find myself reevaluating the scope of this project and the timeframe for it. This thing is HUGE. And a lot of work. And there are several factors at play that I'm discovering have a lot to do with how I will proceed with these sorts of projects in the future. One being a gross underestimation of time. It take on average, a full minute to sew a bead in; there are 170 beads in a single row, which is almost 3 hours right there. Granted I'm a lot faster during long single-color runs; I've gotten down to 34 seconds. But other things get considered, like thread knots or breakage, cats deciding to play with your shit, open bead vials getting knocked over. So yeah... that's a lot of time, and considering how intense I get about projects I'm really excited about, this has the potential to gobble up spare time and life as I know and want it. I've got a life and other projects in the fire, so clearly that won't fly.

The other thing is that this project is murder on my hands. A little under 30 years of typing? Not a problem, but a few weeks of intensive crafting and my hands, specifically my wrists, are not quite being all fuck you, but they're at least mildly grumpy. My hands are my lifeline and my livelihood - my entire skill set is computer based, so I can't afford any sort of major wrist issue. So much as I hate to take this project at any pace but breakneck, I need to set reasonable goals for beading, that'll let me make progress but also allow me time to not destroy myself* and attend to the rest of my life. I really want to say 2 rows per day counts as reasonable, but I did a row and 2/3rds today and I'm sore from the shoulders down, so no. One row per day. No more than two, and don't push it if I'm tired seems like the best policy for this. As it is I'm self-imposing a 24 hour break - not allowed to pick a needle back up until 9pm.

So yeah. at 1 row per day, we're looking at a mid-April completion date at the latest. Yikes. But that way I can bead and not have to shut myself away from Everything Else wanting my attention at the moment. Whew.

Moar pictures in six more rows.

1020 / 25500
(4%)


* This does not apply to beading callouses, which are awesome and of which I have several reestablishing themselves up and down my index finger.
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First off, had my physical this morning. Other than, you know, digestive disorder, all systems seem to be normal, and Kathleen was excited to see me after I pretty much disappeared for a year due to lack of insurance. Tomorrow I have bloodwork and a pelvic, so it's going to be the Day of Insert Uncomfortable Things Into Andees. *waits for obligatory snark from [livejournal.com profile] cell23*

Speaking of uncomfortable insertion, I've been poking obsessively at this bead project. This is to be expected, since I have both time and Other Things To Procrastinate From, and since I can't really do jack all with it until my test vials arrive tomorrow, I think about it a lot. This has led me to do a bit of game playing (Always nice to prove to yourself that you can still get to the Space Shuttle in Tetris and also that your Skate or Die play-through is still embedded in your muscle memory after all these years) but also some reading on the Game Boy's release and its game library, only a very small corner of which I'd ever really explored. There are a lot of games people remember fondly that I never got into as a kid - even now I kinda O_o when people wax nostagic about Legend of Zelda or Final Fantasy. Not my kink, I guess - I was always more of a side-scroller girl, and the more I shed my initial disdain for it, the more I grudgingly admit that had Pokemon come out a decade earlier I would have been all over that shit. (I'm afraid to start now - I may never come back. Bad enough I've discovered the Not!Pokemanz in World of Warcraft. Plus there is still waaaay too much ex-boyfriend taint all over the entire concept to ever really be comfortable playing. Pun intended.)

The reading has also dredged up some fun apcrypha, like the Game Boy Camera. I remember thinking it was kinda dumb when it came out, but now that I'm reading about both it and the software that came with it? It was actually pretty groundbreaking for its time. It was the first camera meant to be used with a portable device, and the forerunner to cellphone and modern game device cameras. Sure, at the time it never really got past a niche/novelty interest, but for what it was it was an impressive little thing. Hell if you google "Game Boy Camera" on image search, well. Some of the pictures people managed to get out of it were actually pretty decent for postage stamp sized four color black and white images. (Alas, Neil Young was not one of them - the image he used for the cover of Silver & Gold is about as craptastic as you'd expect.)

I poked ebay, of course, like you do. They're actually still available for as low as $8. I may pick one up later on down the line. But in lieu of that, and without having to figure out how to get pictures from point A (ancient hardware) to point B (EPEEN) I decided I'd throw a few pictures of myself into photoshop for shits and giggles. The results were surprisingly nice:



Right? Depending on how fast I can crank out one of these things, I might do some based on photographs. I mean screen shots are fun and nostalgic and all, but they are kinda riding the line between fan art and copyright infringement. (*cough* like most things you find on Etsy *cough*) Of course, once I'd been playing with those and then with all the thinking about video games in general I've been doing, something awesome/horrible happened in my brainmeat and subsequently my Photoshop. Can you spot what's wrong with these screenshots?





Again - depending on how this project goes I might do some of these too. Goodness knows between actual screenshots, ported screenshots and photos, I've got enough material to keep me seeing in chartreuse for years.
anagramofbrat: (beads)
Bead shopping is SUCH a royal pain in the ass.

There's only one company that makes the beads I work with: Miyuki. You would think this would make things simpler, but no. The main problem is that currently Miyuki has about 1500 distinct color/lining/finish combinations. The good thing about this is that you're pretty much guaranteed to find exactly the color/lining/finish you want. The bad news is that you have to really dig through that vast catalog in order to find what you need (which normally is fine but sucks balls if you're after something specific) and after several days of doing this, I can say with authority that there are no online catalogs out there that make this sort of search helpful or easy. Not even the actual company's website//sample materials. Don't get me started on the horror of disorganization Miyuki's sample cards are, I'll start foaming at the mouth.

There's also the problem that there really is no way to tell what a bead color is going to look like online. Honestly even when you have it in your hand, the only way to really tell if you've nailed the color in question is to actually work with it, especially if you've got transparent beads. Those colors change and shift depending on thread color and surrounding beads. So yeah, talk about fucked six ways from Sunday when trying to plan a project.

Anyway after about five days of grueling research, a trip and several phone calls to Northampton Beadery (pretty sure [livejournal.com profile] renegadethumper's sister now thinks I'm completely batshit insane), and maybe about a dozen online bead catalogs that have all made me want to punch their designers in the throat, I think I've got my four colors for the Game Boy Project. These selections have been duly sent off to both [livejournal.com profile] harinezumi (who is in Japan right now and did say he was heading down to Asakusa-bashi) and the Beadery. Whew.

The next thing to worry about is the time this damn project is going to take. While I was tempted to buy the next loom size up from the one I already had, I've decided against it for a couple of reasons; 1) the beads by themselves for this particular piece is going to run me about a C-note. (This is NOT a cheap hobby, y'all.) 2) Finishing loomed beadwork is a royal pain in the ass. You pretty much have to stitch each warp thread back through the beads, which is not only annoying, but I inevitably break a few beads towards the edges because there's too much thread going through them. Sigh. At least that's the problem going with The Witch. Also these pieces are going to be at least twice as big on both sides and... yeah no, thinking about doing that much casting off is making me die a little inside. So I'm going to go with square stitching the whole piece. The advantage to that is no warp threading, no big awkward loom to carry around, and since each bead is sewn in individually it means a stronger piece overall. The disadvantage? It's going to take fucking forever because again, each bead is sewn in individually. So what, big deal, right? Um yeah, a 160x144 pixel screen shot doesn't sound like much untill you actually do the math and realize that equals 23040 beads. My wrists and eye sockets are already aching just thinking about it. Also considering the nature of the project, much of this is going to be bloody boring to do, due to the limited color palette. Most of these are going to be interminable blocks of whichever shade of puke green is called for just because there isn't much going on graphics wise in any given screen shot:



That is a soul-withering amount of chartreuse I'm facing, no matter which game I start with.

Anyway, nothing to be done with any of it now except wait for the Beadery and [livejournal.com profile] harinezumi to get back to me regarding prices. Its not like I don't have Real Projects that need finishing in the meantime. *cough* *job search* *cough* *The Witch* *cough* *thank you cards* *cough* *wedding announcements* *cough* *writing* *cough* *sigh*
anagramofbrat: (beads)
large ass screenshot of nefarious crafty planning )

Why, no, I'm not up to nefarious craftyshit planning. Nope. Nor is [livejournal.com profile] harinezumi being a total enabler by offering to pick up Miyuki beads for me while he's in Japan. Uh-uh. And I'm certainly not planning a trip down to Northampton Beadery to research colors. Not at all. Nor am I looking longingly at bigger beadlooms. Not even a little bit.

Right yeah, I'm lying. I spent a chunk of the afternoon in between small fits of downstairs tidying and dealing with Family Stuff planning bead tapestries based on classic Game Boy screenshots. The more I work logistics out, the more excited about this I get. This remains a "down the line" project though. I often forget how fucking expensive my brand of bead crafting actually is, and it's not like I'm making any money right now. Also I have a mostly finished Witch that damn it, needs to come off the loom before I do ANYTHING else. Still. EEEEEEE. *craftyflail*

In unrelated news, damn, I could drink the Aldi brand fruit punch forever. That shit is GOOD. Also no HFCS.
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A little while back [livejournal.com profile] wrpigeek put a note up on Facebook saying he was selling his original Game Boy and a crapton of games, including a bunch that made me scream MY TWEENS THEY BURN WITH NOSTALGIA (*cough* both Castlevanias *cough*). Long story incredibly short, as he was swinging through the area a couple days later he brought the whole lot over. "Wedding present!"

YESSSSSS.

So we've recently gotten around to putting batteries in the thing and firing it up. This morning on impulse I tossed it in my purse to play with on the bus to work.

Photo by bottledgoose

I was expecting to just burn off the hour it takes me to get to work with some mindless fun, but it instead turned into the profound intersection of nostalgia and history and memory and I ended up with interesting collection of feels as I played, starting from plugging in my headphones and hitting the switch at the top. Watching the Nintendo logo descend from the top of the chartreuse and green screen, then the "boo-DWEEEEE!" startup noise. The small square wall of text that serve as credits to Tetris, listing the copyright date as 1989.

That's when I looked up. I was on the 31 to UMass at the time, and it then dawned on me that I was holding a game device that was older than 98% of the passengers on my bus + the driver. (UMass buses are driven by students.) Yikes.

The music started and the screen with the onion domes came up. I hit start, was aurally assaulted with the familiar 8-bit chirpiness of "Korobeiniki," and for the next 45 minutes I was 12 years old again, trying to meet the challenge of playing all six B games at Level 9 so I could see the little pixellated music dudes play Tchaikovsky's 'Trepak' before I got off the bus. It took more than one try, as it's been a pretty long while, but I did successfully work my way through and got all the musicians, the bonus dancers and the Space Shuttle takeoff at the end. (There might have been a "YES!" *fistpump* at the end there.)



Because that isn't the most random end screen to a game ever, and yet? Still awesome somehow.

Along the way old things buried in the synapses fired and were recognized. How one fuckup on level 9-5 tanked the entire game. How the blocks often didn't rotate quite fast enough and the resulting exasperation. The way the "bass" channel in the soundtrack briefly became louder than the rest of the music after the game was paused and unpaused. The weirdly shocking revelation that I was not playing with a device with a backlit screen so I often had to adjust either the contrast at the left side or my position in my seat so I could actually see the screen. The baleful red Hal-like glow of the battery indicator and the ghosts of panic attacks past as I struggled to finish a level/game before the light faded entirely. Remembering exactly why both my thumbs are crooked. (Controllers were anything but ergonomic back in the day.) Even the weight and heft of the machine was something - modern tech is so light and sleek and streamlined that something that is rather beefy in comparison while still being no heavier than a decent sized book felt... somehow more satisfying. A steak as opposed to a beautifully arranged salad, if you will. (Ron Swanson would approve.)

It also made me miss my mother something fierce.

Somewhere (and as god is my witness I will find it someday) in my boxes and albums and other forgotten storage of old pictures is one of Mom, lounging in a nightdress and caftan, playing Tetris on my game boy like her life depended on it. Tetris was her JAM. To the point where she she got much stricter about enforcing NO YOU DO HOMEWORK TIME NOW and YOU ARE GROUNDED FROM GAME BOY so she could have some play time, which I thought was a total douche move when I was a kid but as an adult that has two small children part time who abscond with All The Devices whenever they are here I TOTALLY GET IT NOW lol. I also remember having no one at school believe me when I told them my mother played Game Boy because these were the days when video games were something parents were more likely to believe were satanic or something so the idea of someone's mom playing one was beyond freaky. But yeah, Mom couldn't really fathom side scrollers or shooters or see what I saw in them, but puzzle games or Wheel of Fortune she was all over. It makes me kinda sad she missed things like Facebook and by extension things like Words with Friends and Bejeweled and yes, even Farmville. She would have massively enjoyed all of it.

Anyway. After experiencing the dopamine rush of clearing the last level and watching that space shuttle blast off (and level 9 height 5 remains a right bitch to this day), I had the following two thoughts: 1) I really really fucking miss gaming in general. Between the Return of the Warcrack and the brief forays back into Insert Mario Title Here my brain is all "Oh yeah! This stuff? Why'd you quit? It was good for you!" And it is - it's kinda interesting how my focus improves after sitting with some kind of game. I think its the positive feedback of achieving small goals: clearing levels, getting to the next checkpoint, getting achievements. COurse that's also where the addiction lies, because then you're all like "Just one more level/try/checkpoint/cut scene" and the next thing you know an entire evening's gone poof. But in small doses? It's a good thing for me. Games seem to provide that small degree of unbiased outside feedback I often require to continue something, and that effect often spills over into other endeavors.

2) A year or so ago I made some plans to make my next big bead weaving projects based on classic Game boy screenshots. There are several reasons why this is a doable project, the main ones being a four-shades-of-chartreuse color palette and a 160x144 image can be easily replicated on a loom. Or if I didn't want to bother with delicas, I could theoretically do it with perlers, though an entire Gameboy screenshot may take up the entire oven. O_o. Anyway I went so far as to pattern out one of the end credit scenes from Castlevania II: Belmont's Revenge a while back; maybe post-wedding I'll see about doing that and a few screenies from other games as well. The Space shuttle and the full dance from the end of Tetris, not to mention the onion dome start screen would be good ones to start with. Goodness knows I'll need another creative project on the hook after this wedding is over and there will be this large void of craft projects needing to be filled.

ha

May. 8th, 2012 03:33 pm
anagramofbrat: (yarr!)
I must have a list of Other Better Things To Do, if my urge to return to Yohoho! Puzzle Pirates is this strong....

ETA: finding out its available through Steam is NOT helping.
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So many quarters were wasted playing Pac-Man and Ms. Pac-Man. SO MANY. I'm rather glad I didn't find the classic arcade museum room at PAX until Sunday right before they shut down, because my con money would have gotten all spent right there.

TOMORROW.

Apr. 5th, 2012 09:10 am
anagramofbrat: (spanking the princess)


Okay, EVERYONE mishears this as "I'M SIMON PEGG! AND I LOST MY LEG!" right?

Anyway, yes. In less than 24 hours, a caravan of Squire nerds will indeed be shipping out to Boston, not to find wooden legs, but to furiously overdose on game swag at PAXEast. Am I excited about this?



Not even a little bit.
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New glasses are new! And shiny! And dyeeeerrrrrgh! I'm still adjusting to them three days later. It was crazy, I put them on for the first time and WHOA NELLIE THE CLARITY IT BURNS US PRECIOUS! Which is all well and good, it was just a major adjustment. My old lenses were so scratched up and the coating was so dead that the having the new shinies on was... yeah. Whee.

The nice bit is that for the first time I have a workable sunglass type thing. The new hotnesses had a little clip on shade option so I ordered it. Sunglasses, man. I AM IMPERVIOUS TO THE EVIL DEATH RAYS OF THE DAY STAR WHILE DRIVING! Or something.

The last interesting thing about new glasses is that now that I have the new ones, all the dysfunctional patterns of behavior I'd unconsciously developed to accommodate the old busted ones are actually noticable now that I don't have to continue them. I used to hold my head at a weird angle when bending over or looking down to keep the old ones from falling off. Don't have to do that anymore, but noticed I still was last night when I was gathering up the laundry. Blerg. The other is that I hadn't noticed how close I was sitting to various computer screens or holding books and devices. Too close. It's kinda nice to be able to sit back and still see what I'm doing. Probably better for me too from an ergonomic standpoint. Plus they're cute. I'd camerawhore, but between allergies and having the Cold that Doesn't end, my nose has erupted into this special tantrum of cold sore mayhem. It's gross, and I hope it gets at least marginally presentable by Pax. But anyway. New glasses are awesome.

The weekend in general was a good one, mostly hanging with the short people doing quiet things. Lil'Beast was having a super hug and cuddle sort of weekend, which was a nice change. And Kidzilla continues to be her amusing self. I've been especially tickled by the fact that she's already developed a fantastic flounce - she now leaves the room in a hilariously indignant huff if either we tease her past a certain point or fail to behave like her interpretation of rational serious grown-ups. I always thought that was more of a teenager skill, but at seven, she's got it down and it is funny as hell.

One of the things I've been enjoying about their visits indirectly is that Kidzilla actually really likes Doctor Who and has been watching the newer series with her father on Netflix. Being the giant fanboy that he is, [livejournal.com profile] cell23 is over the moon that she's enjoying it. Yesterday we all watched "A Good Man Goes to War" and it was really fun watching Kidzilla react to the various bits of the episodes, even if a lot of the humor went over her head. (The Sontoran's line about "superior lactic fluid" still cracks me the fuck up.) But that first moment when the Doctor makes his surprise appearance on Demon's Run? She bounced in her chair and clapped her hands; it was adorable. Makes me sort of wonder if the Sarah Jane adventures are on Netflix, though awww, Elizabeth Sladen... *still sad*

In addition to the glasses I also acquired a working printer/scanner thing on Friday, and seeing as I had things to print yesterday afternoon (more on that in a bit) I got it set up. This wouldn't warrant mentioning other than it's Fisher Price My First Wireless Printer (what the hell is this wifi witchcraft? THE FUTURE) and watching the cat warily trying to ascertain what sort of intruder this thing was was unexpectedly hilarious. She'd walk up and sniff it, then it would suddenly start printing and she'd be all AAAAGH IT MOVED HOLY SHIT RUN AWAY!

Why is cat trauma so fucking funny?

Anyway, the reason to print stuff is that [livejournal.com profile] thedavin made an attempt to resurrect Drinktank, which from what I understand was a short-lived Squirekids writing workshop involving a nonzero amount of alcohol, and I decided what the hell, I'd go both to spite my socially anxious hermit tendencies and to jumpstart my writing some. Also get over that whole crippling fear of people reading my shit. It turned out to just be me, [livejournal.com profile] thedavin and [livejournal.com profile] bloodandsmoke in attendance, and none of us drank, but that said, we did join [livejournal.com profile] thedavin's family dinner (which was quite with the tasty) and had an enjoyable evening critiquing each other's work. I got some good feedback on the story intro I'd brought with me, as well as some suggestions for where the story could go afterwards. Reminds me, I need to type up the notes I'd made on both of their contributions and send them out. But anyway afterward I went home and spent some time implementing the suggestions received and starting to scribble down ideas for the next step in the story. Clearly the exercise was good for me, as [livejournal.com profile] cell23 did comment that it was nice to see me on a roll again. Anyway, we will definitely be doing it again next month. If anything, it will give me Things To Work On during my PAX downtime this weekend.

Holy shit, PAX is this weekend, eeeeeeeeeee. I don't really anticipate having all that much spending cash - when do I ever? - but the excitement of the rest of the Squirekids going is infectious and I am excited about the panels I want to attend and the list of exhibitors. I will probably spend some part of this week assembling my convention survival gear (ha). But yeah, I'm getting excited and looking forward to Friday.
anagramofbrat: (dice dice baby)
There are NERDS in my kitchen.

Its the usual suspects, so it's not like there are NEW, DIFFERENT nerds. But they're here because [livejournal.com profile] cell23 is running the first session of the D&D game he's been working on since being infected with GM fever at PaxEast.

I recognize that I'm a weird one - I turned down his invite to actually play for two reasons. One is for exactly what happened after I did, which is [livejournal.com profile] cell23 bouncing behind the scenes ideas for his suckers players off me all month. I like having privileged info. The other is that I've always liked the sounds of nerditude as background noise. One of those surprisingly pleasant holdovers from people running games at Camp Amoeba that I wasn't playing in, but liked listening to.


In other news, its actually been one of my good days, rated on mental clarity and the sheer amount of shit accomplished. Pleased about this but not resting on my laurels, as I still have work what needs doing and laundry to fold and put away. Still. It was mostly a good day and I'm pleased about that. We'll see what tomorrow brings, but I'm cautiously optimistic about it. :)

covet face

Apr. 7th, 2011 09:59 am
anagramofbrat: (i want it now)
Little known fact about me - I love sports jerseys. One of my secret selfish desires is buying one and lounging around the house in its broad shouldered, breathable folds. Problem is I'm not that hardcore of a sports fan and I never felt like enough of a fan of any team or any player to ever justify getting one, and somehow the effort of following a team for a season seemed too much like work. So I resigned myself to admiring jersey designs from afar.

Yeah, I'm a little weird. You all know this.

So this morning I saw this:



Well. Those are a couple teams I know I support. Leaning towards the Ally jersey, a) because I'm not a fan of the Horde design b) Eh. I like the Horde well enough, but at heart, I've been an Alliance girl from day one.

Course, it's not like I've even been playing lately. Hell, I still have paperwork I gotta fork over to Blizz to prove I wasn't gold farming while not subscribed. :P Stupid account hackers.

In other WANT news, [livejournal.com profile] htl_1126 sent me this this morning:



Wellp, I had no reason to go to Portugal until now. Seriously, I'd go just to spend an hour goggling at this bookstore. Yes, it's a bookstore. Gifuh.


* * * * *


Somewhere in me is an extended essay about Livejournal, why I still post, and why I'm one of those who will be going down with this particular ship, but I can't write it right the fuck now. But since I know people have been asking, Dreamwidth does allow you to import your entire journals over (I may have invite codes, though I never use any of the accounts I have over there - username parking being what it is.) Also I personally use and love LJArchive to back up my journals periodically, and since it allows you to index and search your entries/comments, I occasionally use it for that as well. But back to the main point, considering I just realized as of tomorrow I will have been on LJ under various usernames for for eight years, maybe that's an entry for then.

covet face

Apr. 7th, 2011 09:59 am
anagramofbrat: (i want it now)
Little known fact about me - I love sports jerseys. One of my secret selfish desires is buying one and lounging around the house in its broad shouldered, breathable folds. Problem is I'm not that hardcore of a sports fan and I never felt like enough of a fan of any team or any player to ever justify getting one, and somehow the effort of following a team for a season seemed too much like work. So I resigned myself to admiring jersey designs from afar.

Yeah, I'm a little weird. You all know this.

So this morning I saw this:



Well. Those are a couple teams I know I support. Leaning towards the Ally jersey, a) because I'm not a fan of the Horde design b) Eh. I like the Horde well enough, but at heart, I've been an Alliance girl from day one.

Course, it's not like I've even been playing lately. Hell, I still have paperwork I gotta fork over to Blizz to prove I wasn't gold farming while not subscribed. :P Stupid account hackers.

In other WANT news, [livejournal.com profile] htl_1126 sent me this this morning:



Wellp, I had no reason to go to Portugal until now. Seriously, I'd go just to spend an hour goggling at this bookstore. Yes, it's a bookstore. Gifuh.


* * * * *


Somewhere in me is an extended essay about Livejournal, why I still post, and why I'm one of those who will be going down with this particular ship, but I can't write it right the fuck now. But since I know people have been asking, Dreamwidth does allow you to import your entire journals over (I may have invite codes, though I never use any of the accounts I have over there - username parking being what it is.) Also I personally use and love LJArchive to back up my journals periodically, and since it allows you to index and search your entries/comments, I occasionally use it for that as well. But back to the main point, considering I just realized as of tomorrow I will have been on LJ under various usernames for for eight years, maybe that's an entry for then.
anagramofbrat: (spanking the princess)
We're home. I'm exhausted and feeling every second of my going on 33 years. Ow.

Good time was had by all. Here, have some pictures.

Oh hay a slideshow )

No witty captions I added some, but y'all can see [livejournal.com profile] avalon616 and [livejournal.com profile] cell23 being nerds in action, and there was some really good cosplay happening all over that I tried to get pictures of. In return I a LOT of compliments on my hair, so the ego boost was definitely a plus. Did not really buy anything other than overpriced and occasionally terrible con food (some of which violently disagreed with me later), and most of the free swag I got I gave to others in the Squire gang that were in attendance.

I was gonna write some reviews on the two panels I attended but I think I covered my opinion on both via Twitter. Sorry about the #pax flood, y'all know how I get when I'm excited about something. Anyway, the parenting one was kinda ehhh, but I got a few board game ideas to play with the kids and met some fun people on the line and after the panel, so it wasn't a wash. The second one was much better and made me wish I'd attended the Females on Female Characters earlier in the morning.

Crashed and burned HARD at the end of the night, 14 hours straight of noise, crowds, blinking high def screens and just walking around and around the con eventually took its toll. Not sure how I would have survived a 3 day pass this time around, but since I plan on attending next year I can use this experience to better allow for burnout and overstimulation. Thankfully there were some quiet pockets of the convention center that I remembered from SIGGRAPH that had outlets, so I was able to periodically withdraw from the craziness and recharge, literally and figuratively.

Much as [livejournal.com profile] cell23 has gotten the GM disease in him now after his day of running delves, I came away from the con with my brain going into overdrive not for GMing specifically, but for terrain design. Yeah I know WTF? May poke around with that later on this weekend/week, see if anything fun comes of it. Also NOTE TO SELF stop being shy about actually joining games. I had no plans to actually play any of the offerings for tabletop, but got sucked into playing [livejournal.com profile] cell23's last delve of the night with most of the gang and ended up really enjoying it. Really need to let go of this "I'll make an idiot of myself OH GOD" fear and just play. I mean, it's not like the monsters we're killing are judging you. Especially not if you get to stab them until they die. :)

And now I'm going to fix myself a monster sandwich and crash for a while. :)

Adopt one today! Adopt one today! Adopt one today! Adopt one today!
anagramofbrat: (spanking the princess)
We're home. I'm exhausted and feeling every second of my going on 33 years. Ow.

Good time was had by all. Here, have some pictures.

Oh hay a slideshow )

No witty captions I added some, but y'all can see [livejournal.com profile] avalon616 and [livejournal.com profile] cell23 being nerds in action, and there was some really good cosplay happening all over that I tried to get pictures of. In return I a LOT of compliments on my hair, so the ego boost was definitely a plus. Did not really buy anything other than overpriced and occasionally terrible con food (some of which violently disagreed with me later), and most of the free swag I got I gave to others in the Squire gang that were in attendance.

I was gonna write some reviews on the two panels I attended but I think I covered my opinion on both via Twitter. Sorry about the #pax flood, y'all know how I get when I'm excited about something. Anyway, the parenting one was kinda ehhh, but I got a few board game ideas to play with the kids and met some fun people on the line and after the panel, so it wasn't a wash. The second one was much better and made me wish I'd attended the Females on Female Characters earlier in the morning.

Crashed and burned HARD at the end of the night, 14 hours straight of noise, crowds, blinking high def screens and just walking around and around the con eventually took its toll. Not sure how I would have survived a 3 day pass this time around, but since I plan on attending next year I can use this experience to better allow for burnout and overstimulation. Thankfully there were some quiet pockets of the convention center that I remembered from SIGGRAPH that had outlets, so I was able to periodically withdraw from the craziness and recharge, literally and figuratively.

Much as [livejournal.com profile] cell23 has gotten the GM disease in him now after his day of running delves, I came away from the con with my brain going into overdrive not for GMing specifically, but for terrain design. Yeah I know WTF? May poke around with that later on this weekend/week, see if anything fun comes of it. Also NOTE TO SELF stop being shy about actually joining games. I had no plans to actually play any of the offerings for tabletop, but got sucked into playing [livejournal.com profile] cell23's last delve of the night with most of the gang and ended up really enjoying it. Really need to let go of this "I'll make an idiot of myself OH GOD" fear and just play. I mean, it's not like the monsters we're killing are judging you. Especially not if you get to stab them until they die. :)

And now I'm going to fix myself a monster sandwich and crash for a while. :)

Adopt one today! Adopt one today! Adopt one today! Adopt one today!
anagramofbrat: (how rude)
This is gonna be one of those entries where I lose friends on all sides of the spectrum. SO BE IT.

RANTING AHOY. Considering it's regarding the PA Dickwolves drama, triggery like whoa )

ETA: non friend commentary screened. I'm not interested in outside wankery on this.

ETA2: ehh never mind i just locked the post from further comments. I realize thats probably going to piss folk off moar and violates my usual policy of encouraging people to tell me when i'm wrong, but upon thinking about it, i realize i don't have my usual level of trollface and popcorn interest in seeing which of my friends are on what side (i'm pretty sure i know where y'all stand by now) and having you cockfight it out. Also, this is the blue moon occasion where i'm off the fence i usually ride like a prize stallion and am pretty solid in how i feel about it. For whatever its worth, it seems like a flounce/chickenshit/fuck you move even to me, lol. But whatever. Its not like if you really want to talk to me about this you don't know where and how to get a hold of me. I just dont want to do it here. Interpret that as you will, i suppose.
anagramofbrat: (how rude)
This is gonna be one of those entries where I lose friends on all sides of the spectrum. SO BE IT.

RANTING AHOY. Considering it's regarding the PA Dickwolves drama, triggery like whoa )

ETA: non friend commentary screened. I'm not interested in outside wankery on this.

ETA2: ehh never mind i just locked the post from further comments. I realize thats probably going to piss folk off moar and violates my usual policy of encouraging people to tell me when i'm wrong, but upon thinking about it, i realize i don't have my usual level of trollface and popcorn interest in seeing which of my friends are on what side (i'm pretty sure i know where y'all stand by now) and having you cockfight it out. Also, this is the blue moon occasion where i'm off the fence i usually ride like a prize stallion and am pretty solid in how i feel about it. For whatever its worth, it seems like a flounce/chickenshit/fuck you move even to me, lol. But whatever. Its not like if you really want to talk to me about this you don't know where and how to get a hold of me. I just dont want to do it here. Interpret that as you will, i suppose.

Sterf

Jan. 9th, 2011 09:17 pm
anagramofbrat: (team tatro)
There was good and bad stuff about today which is unfortunately all sort of making my brain implode around the edges, so I'm gonna skip writing about it until later, if at all. I will instead note that I have belatedly joined the Goodreads bandwagon (username is the same over there as it ever was) and spent the last half hour or so entering my library pulls from November onwards. Feel free to friend me back, or just friend me period if I haven't for some reason found you via email, facebook or twitter.

Also. I have a date to work towards in terms of getting at least some of my money in order, as [livejournal.com profile] cell23 and I have tentatively circled the weekend immediately before Valentine's Day to head up to Dakin and find a kitty willing to have us as its meat puppets. Dun Dun Dun.

I'm sure I've posted about this once or twice before, but one of the incredibly fun things about having small to medium sized people around is the opportunity to introduce them to new things. Well, new to them things, anyway, they could just be things you like. This evening, killing time before they got picked up, I was playing game number 2 of Othello with Kidzilla (I'd taught her how to play last night) and at the same time proving that no, I'm not making it up, "Fish heads, fish heads, roly poly fish heads" is an actual song, with like actual lyrics and stuff. Silly lyrics, mind, but lyrics nonetheless. This led to a discussion of "silly grown-up music" wherein I introduced her to a little TMBG (oh, "Fingertips"), and some Aquabats (we both agreed that "Attacked by Snakes!" probably wasn't Daddy's favorite song.) I think next week'll have to include some Weird Al. But yeah, it was really fun getting to share stuff like that with her, and I rather look forward to when Lovebug is old enough to do that with as well.

Dear fates, speaking of the little man, I am beyond impressed with him. He's pretty much by sheer force of sister-envy and all the three year old stubbornness he can muster (which is a lot, he is [livejournal.com profile] cell23's son after all) managed to force himself into literacy this fall. He still skips every fifth or sixth word or so, but he's getting through Dr. Seuss level books pretty competently, recognizes words in his environment that make me go O_o and has started to do the thing where he'll bring you a book, ask you to read it to him, climb into your lap or into bed with you, and then read it out loud by himself. Sheesh. If he applies that much determination to global domination next year, the world may have a shorter, scarier dictator to worry about than Kim Jong-Il. Just. Saying.

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