August 18th, 31st, September 1st


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The Blog Is Back!
What killed the blog? And why is back from the dead? Or was it ever dead, but just in a coma? And if in a coma, what traumatic blow to the head caused such terrible events?

Simply put, momentus interuptus was the intial sledgehammer to the blog's noggin. The blog started and thanks to my own minor version of OCD, I felt compelled to maintain the chain. So even on days when I did not submit an update, I nevertheless retained the memory of events in my head enough to make some kind of note and eventually upload a log. But lo! Necessary changes occurred, and I was not able to make updates for a span of time. And so the blog reeled.

But then City of Heroes entered the picture. I was popping through some websites, bored, hitting pages I had not hit in a while. Penny Arcade was one of them. PA made some mention of this game, comparing it to Diablo, one of my all-time favorites. So I took a look at their website. So I went to Best Buy and purchased it. So I started playing…

The rest is something of a blur.

That which kept me from updating the blog was resolved, and still I played. Much to your chagrin, trust me, you will be hearing more and more about CoH. Suffice it to say for now that it has been more or less my preferred computer activity for the past two month.

Which itself is a revelation, an epiphany: one of the reasons I, and many other people, keep a blog is because there is nothing else to do. Well, not exactly nothing. But blogging takes up time that could be used to do something else. And it is true that I started the blog back on a day I was bored. My point is it isprecisely because I have nothing going on in my life that I feel I need to report on what's going on in my life. On the surface this is just sad. But from the point of view of a meta-textual paradigm, this is far worse.

Does this mean nothing is going on again? No. City of Heroes occupies my time now more than ever. True, some people who were much in my life are not so much in my life anymore, which frees things up a bit. I have not been as active as I once was, which is more free time. There's also my growing disdain for anything not involving being in my home or very far from it for very long. But overall, I have as much going on as before, more or less.

But no promises. Even though I should. Because what brought the blog back is popular demand. Many individuals expressed to me dismay over the blog's apparent demise. You know who you are. You are my favorite people in the world. You have been supportive through these muted times, and in the book of my life you will receive a nice large dedication, in 14 point font, bold, with the kind of kerning that shows real respect.

Okay, so, now, on with the blog.


Wednesday August 18th, 2004
Mostly played CoH today. Dakota has racked up some serious debt, so I played an alt with a few buddies of mine who live down in San Jose. I can't tell you the Alts name because it is a big secret. But I went from level 2 to level 9, which is freakin' awesome, baby.

Jellytoes came over and we watched The Bourne Identity and ate candy. And popcorn. And, love of my life, Mountain Dew Livewire. The orange version of Mountain Dew. Children, listen to me carefully: this alone is proof of God's existence. That, and Franke Potente. Moving on-- everyone know the movie is based on the book, and it occured to me that I am glad for once that I did not read the book. I don't much care for Matt Damon, but I think he was appropriate for the role, in as much as the producers created the movie to fit him, and I would have been disapointed if the Damon had been forced on the visage in my head if I had read the book. No no book read, no visage created, no disapointment, nothing spoils my Franke Potente time. Smiles for all.


Tuesday August 31st, 2004
Man I need to sleep more. Got a theory-- sleep is what keeps one from growing old, and as we lose the ability to sleep well we age. I'm getting OLD. Blame CoH. Whatever. Played some yesterday-- the new leadership debates continues. I proposed a structure, but it has not been accepted yet. We shall see!

Coffee thing was ce soir. Some new faces, old ones too. Had too drive Splinter to look at a house she might move into because she and her boyfriend broke up and she has to move out, poor thing. But she didn't like the place, so we went back hooked up with the coffee people again at the Green Lake Bar and Grill. Home again for a bit more CoH, then sleep. Had some dreams, which I know I always have, but it was the first time in a while I remembered them when I woke. I won't bore you to tears by telling them to you, but in one I was a member of the cast of Friends and we were at the beach... I think I've had that dream before.

Oh, by the way, my last entry was a while ago. Goin to try and be more regular now. Also, it mentioned Mountain Dew Live Wire. Uh, well, there's a new player in town. Here's a review I wrote for the new Alliance of Heroes message boards:

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. Mountain Dew Pitch Black-- a Dakota Jones Review

Its refreshing when a beverage comes along that doesn't depend on the latest trends in camera work and cinematography, when a fresh face with actual talent is given a chance over the pop-celebrities who would ruin a drink experience just to maintain their own fame. A soda that stands for refreshment and flavor, a carbonated soda that a person gets excited just thinking about, a sugary carbonated soda that stands up on it's own.

Mountain Dew Studios has had excellent success in the past, taking Hollywood by the horns and wrestling with preconceived notions to create truly remarkable pops. The tried and true original flavor with it's mellow-yellow color and brominated vegetable oil, the out-of-nowhere Code Red that more or less revived up-all-night hacker culture, previously dominated by now defunct Jolt Cola, and last year's Live Wire, which showed that oranges may be small and round, but they, too, can kick ass.

MD's latest is no slouch either, and is a shoe-in for several nods at the Oscars, the People's Choice, and Golden Globes. Pitch Black grabs you right from the beginning and doesn't let go until your tongue is too tired to continue licking the last drops from the rapidly-emptied bottle. This is no exaggeration- as soon as I bought my ticket and was ushered into the soft-drink aisle by the attendant, I had to take my seat by feel alone, as I could not take my eyes off that so-purple-it's-block bottle.

Suffice it to say that I will be going back to the grocery theater again and again for more and more of this grape goodness. And when the DVD 2-liter comes out, I will be the first in line to get my home edition.

Everyone-- this is a must quaff.


Wednesday September 1st, 2004
Sorry, party people, I'm trying to get back into this and the temporality issue is rearing it's head. I did some things on this day I hadn't done in a long while, and one of them was to update the blog. So for Tuesday I mentioned having slept and dreaming I was in the cast of Friends-- I rose from the dream on Wednesday morning, so I should have put it here. It's more relevant now, because I later took a nap and dreamt I was hanging out with the cast of Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Not sure if we were IN the show, or if it was the real people. But Allyson Hannigan wnated to snuggle up with me and I was in a state of bliss for the rest of the day. Seriously. Whatever those "I'm in love" chemicals we feel when we are all snuggled up with our true love, they lingered in my head all day. Cocaine, schmocaine-- if they could synthesize the love chemicals, the line to buy it would stretch for miles and miles. The next time I fell asleep, which was at night, which let to Thursday, I dreamt I was hanging out with Sarah Michelle Geller. There was some snuggling. That's three celebrity dreams in a row. I wonder what it means?

Another thing I did that I had not done in a while is I cooked food for myself. Got a call from a coworker who was in a bind because a cat had knocked over a glass of water onto his keyboard and he needed me to do some things for him while it was being replaced. So, while I was waiting for his info to come in, I made pnacakes and cooked a casserole. No, really, I did. Actually, I had never made pancakes before. I made 3 of them: a little one, a medium sized one, and a big one. I stacked them up ziggurat style and there was orange juice as well. Then the guy's e-mails showed up and it was off to work.

Later in the evening, I went to Rippe's Grill to try their so-called "Seattle's Signature Steak," a 9 oz. cut of filet mignon rubbed with Starbuck's Espresso. Well there ya go. Not worth $30, but few steaks are. Once you go above $20, you're just paying for atmosphere, which this place didn't really have. I mean, altogehter, it was not a BAD experience, just not worth my $60 tab at the end.


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