Seriously, enough. I am so beyond sick and tired of everything. I am sick of people...no. Not people in general, but people that have absolutely ZERO capacity for thinking for themselves. It has just become so ridiculous I can't take it anymore. There are so many examples i can list that i don't even know where to begin. It's as if people literally cannot think for themselves anymore...everyone is just so bombarded with what society wants them to think and feel that they just go with it, and it makes me fucking sick. Let's see. where should i begin...
Twilight
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Ok, you know what? shut the fuck up already. i am So sick of hearing women yap about this fucking series. OMG IT'S SOOOO GOOOOOOD. They read it, and then talk to each other about it, and they all fall in love with Edward. and they all daydream about him, and they all wish their man was just like him. Seriously? Fucking drop it already. First of all, the author needs to off themselves for making a BLATANT MOCKERY OF VAMPIRES. Centuries of folklore, legend and myth and mystery have now become nothing but a fucking pre-teen trend because of this bitch. Vampires don't fucking sparkle, bitch. They don't daywalk, and they don't engage in sappy tween love stories. Second of all, all you ladies who melt over this Edward...maybe you should realize that A) he's FICTIONAL, and B) he's nothing but a creation from a FEMALE MIND. Yet another female setting an impossible hurdle for males to jump...yet we get blasted if we wish our women were like kate Beckinsale in Underworld. Shut it. How about you go read about real vampires, and learn what the legend was based on...because it definitely wasn't some teenage character who was ultimately played by a fucked up asshole who looks like an ogre.
"AT LEAST WE HAVE A JOB"
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If i hear this ONE MORE TIME, i am going to snap. Everywhere around me, there are paycuts happening. Lay offs. Firing. Downsizing. Employees in all sorts of companies are being stepped on by their higher-ups. a temporary 10% paycut turns out to not be temporary, and while people like myself stand up, and do something about it, other people are content to just sit there and say "well, at least we have a job"....WHAT!? Stand up for yourselves! YOU'RE the reason they get away with this shit. Because people like you just sit there and take it. You don't go out to get a second job, you don't find ways to make yourself more money, you don't complain, you just sit there and take it like a pathetic weakling. What happens when another 10% gets cut? Still going to be happy you have a job? And you know, when you DO bitch about how tight your money is, i DON'T want to hear it. Because you haven't adjusted your lifestyle AT ALL. Grow a pair. Seriously.
PEOPLE WHO LIKE MUSIC "FOR THE BEAT"
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You know what? Go buy a drum and make your own fucking beat. Because it's people like you that make a no-talent whore like Lady Gaga popular.
"I HEARD THAT MOVIE WAS SHIT"
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really? well how about you go and watch it and make your own fucking decision instead of just taking other peoples' word for it. Because i guarantee the people saying the movie was shit haven't even seen it either. They just HEARD it was shit.
"YOU LOOK GAY"
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no, it doesn't look gay, it looks good. If you could for once just step outside of your homophobic existence and, oh, i don't know, look at what the world looks like today, you'd realize that my dress shirt, skinny tie and slim bomber coat is very much in style, and your haircut you've had since grade 10, your backwards hat and your dress shirt make you look like a slacker who forgot to look into the mirror. And i'm sorry, you can call me gay all you want, but truth be told, although i'm straight as an arrow, i'll take the compliment, since gay guys are very well known for having fantastic style. You on the other hand, need to learn a lesson in security.
"DID YOU HEAR ABOUT BRAD AND ANGELINA?"
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No, i didn't. Why? because i don't immerse myself in hours upon hours of pointless fucking entertainment. I don't watch reality tv, i barely watch tv to begin with. I don't read US weekly, or Star, or people, or any of the other gossip bullshit. I don't care who jen anniston is dating or not dating right now, i don't give a shit what john and kate are saying about each other, and i sure as fuck don't care about madonna's problems adopting a foreign kid. I DON'T FUCKING CARE. And for that matter, i don't understand how people can literally watch that much television. I don't know, maybe it's just me but what do you really get out of it, other than a head full of garbage, and a curiosity as to where the last 3 hours of your life went.
I'm sure there's a lot more, but it seems as if my venting mood has dissipated a little bit, so i will leave it for now. until next time lol
Sunday, August 30, 2009
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
Arguing on the internet...
Sigh...the endless cycle of an argument based on the internet. We've all witnessed at least one...we've all rolled our eyes as one comment leads to 2...which leads to an insanely long thread that lost its point a very long time ago. Does anyone else find this completely pointless besides me? I mean, it's like literally beating your head against a wall...i mean you can't see, hear or even slap the person you're "arguing" with, so what is the point...do you really think they perceive the exact attitude you're typing at them? Do you think they can hear just how hard you're typing your keys as you mash out your masterpiece of a rebute? No. they can't. yet time and time again, we're witness to these incredible displays of complete stupidity.
here's a few examples. Today, a choreographer from "So you think you can dance" was charged with Rape. RAPE. Apparently this dude has been under suspicion of rape at least 4 times before, but charges were never laid...he sexually assaulted his students by luring them to his house, and tricking them into his bedroom where he raped them. Now, of course none of this has been proved yet. He is indeed innocent until proven guilty...but now the most recent victim has come forth, and her story matches the cases that were brought out 4 years ago, and well, he's in jail on a 3.8 million dollar bail...
Did he do it? Who knows. Unless YOU were raped by him, or you were the one doing the raping, you will never know. Yet hordes of people commented on the story...the first few people agreeing that he should be in jail, or announcing their shock...but then, you have the naive outspoken person who always comes along and this person was no different. They began talking about how much of an excellent person this man is, and is always respectful and stand up on tv, and is a very nice guy, and blah blah blah...to which i respond...DO YOU KNOW HIM? No. you don't. You know what you see on television. That's all. Your argument holds about as much water as saying that Keanu Reeves really CAN dodge bullets, or that Shia Laboeuf really IS dating Meghan fox...two things we know will NEVER happen.
Bottom line here, NO ONE knows the truth, and maybe never will. his defenders don't know him, so he COULD be a sick ravaging rapist...likewise, his trash talkers don't know him either, so he COULD be innocent. The point is, whether or not he did or didn't do it, get a fucking life and stop typing words really angrily at each other. Don't you have anything better to fucking do? Knit a quilt for fuck's sakes!
Another example. Usain Bolt just set a new world record, Shattering his previous one by .11 seconds. OMG that's fucking amazing...seriously, this man is a prodigy...but of course, on the message boards you have the people that defy all laws of stupidity by saying shit like "He's on steroids" or "i could run that fast if i juiced too"...well...no you can't. And for that matter, he isn't on steroids you assholes, since he has to, and had to pass insane numbers of drug tests before and after he races. He's clean. He's obviously a very naturally gifted athlete...but there are those people (namely arrogant cocky americans) who want to take his glory away from him. They're upset that the fastest man in the world doesn't live in the fattest continent of the world (gasp! shocking!)...then, you have my favourite comment..."yeah he's fast...but can he catch? Can he take a hit!?"....well, probably not, since he's a fucking TRACK ATHLETE, not a fucking football player. This comment was obviously from a fat assed cocky ex-football player who thinks that because he's 350 lbs and it takes 5 guys to tackle him, then he must be an amazing athlete. Wrong answer asshole, you're just a massive fatass. And, gasp! newsflash, football isn't the ONLY sport on the planet! Can Bolt catch? probably. can he take a hit? probably not....so...that....means...what....your argument...or rather pointless question holds absolutely ZERO water. Then, in response to that comment, someone else said something stupid like "well usain bolt didn't run with a torn acl or a groin pull or aching muscles...makes me respect football players even more"...Wait, when did this become part of the conversation!? So because Bolt ran 9.58 in the hundred meter dash without an injury means that football players are faster because they're injured or sore!? What the fuck kind of point are you trying to make!? Bottom line, they're two different sports, and like it or not, Bolt is one fast motherfucker.
Obviously the people that made the last 2 comments are either meatheads or former meatheads. By that i mean guys whose lives are completely devoted to sports, and always have been. Guys that don't think soccer is a sport, or that hockey is as physical as GRRR FOOTBALLLLLLL!!!! They are most likely sitting at their computers, have FOX Sports as their home page, and type their ill-thought and pointeless comments with their 2 index fingers while wearing a 3XL t shirt stained with motor oil and beer. Guys who can only say negative things because their sports career peaked in grade 10 before they got cut from the junior team, and are forever going to feel they were cheated. Most likely the same guys that submit their tapes to Pros vs. Joes...ugh...i'm getting sick just thinking about them.
So maybe...when you decide to comment on a message board...you should focus on conversation, as opposed to starting an argument just because you don't agree with someone...or whatever your reason is. Because arguing on the internet, truly is like winning a gold in the special olympics; even if you "win", you're still retarded.
here's a few examples. Today, a choreographer from "So you think you can dance" was charged with Rape. RAPE. Apparently this dude has been under suspicion of rape at least 4 times before, but charges were never laid...he sexually assaulted his students by luring them to his house, and tricking them into his bedroom where he raped them. Now, of course none of this has been proved yet. He is indeed innocent until proven guilty...but now the most recent victim has come forth, and her story matches the cases that were brought out 4 years ago, and well, he's in jail on a 3.8 million dollar bail...
Did he do it? Who knows. Unless YOU were raped by him, or you were the one doing the raping, you will never know. Yet hordes of people commented on the story...the first few people agreeing that he should be in jail, or announcing their shock...but then, you have the naive outspoken person who always comes along and this person was no different. They began talking about how much of an excellent person this man is, and is always respectful and stand up on tv, and is a very nice guy, and blah blah blah...to which i respond...DO YOU KNOW HIM? No. you don't. You know what you see on television. That's all. Your argument holds about as much water as saying that Keanu Reeves really CAN dodge bullets, or that Shia Laboeuf really IS dating Meghan fox...two things we know will NEVER happen.
Bottom line here, NO ONE knows the truth, and maybe never will. his defenders don't know him, so he COULD be a sick ravaging rapist...likewise, his trash talkers don't know him either, so he COULD be innocent. The point is, whether or not he did or didn't do it, get a fucking life and stop typing words really angrily at each other. Don't you have anything better to fucking do? Knit a quilt for fuck's sakes!
Another example. Usain Bolt just set a new world record, Shattering his previous one by .11 seconds. OMG that's fucking amazing...seriously, this man is a prodigy...but of course, on the message boards you have the people that defy all laws of stupidity by saying shit like "He's on steroids" or "i could run that fast if i juiced too"...well...no you can't. And for that matter, he isn't on steroids you assholes, since he has to, and had to pass insane numbers of drug tests before and after he races. He's clean. He's obviously a very naturally gifted athlete...but there are those people (namely arrogant cocky americans) who want to take his glory away from him. They're upset that the fastest man in the world doesn't live in the fattest continent of the world (gasp! shocking!)...then, you have my favourite comment..."yeah he's fast...but can he catch? Can he take a hit!?"....well, probably not, since he's a fucking TRACK ATHLETE, not a fucking football player. This comment was obviously from a fat assed cocky ex-football player who thinks that because he's 350 lbs and it takes 5 guys to tackle him, then he must be an amazing athlete. Wrong answer asshole, you're just a massive fatass. And, gasp! newsflash, football isn't the ONLY sport on the planet! Can Bolt catch? probably. can he take a hit? probably not....so...that....means...what....your argument...or rather pointless question holds absolutely ZERO water. Then, in response to that comment, someone else said something stupid like "well usain bolt didn't run with a torn acl or a groin pull or aching muscles...makes me respect football players even more"...Wait, when did this become part of the conversation!? So because Bolt ran 9.58 in the hundred meter dash without an injury means that football players are faster because they're injured or sore!? What the fuck kind of point are you trying to make!? Bottom line, they're two different sports, and like it or not, Bolt is one fast motherfucker.
Obviously the people that made the last 2 comments are either meatheads or former meatheads. By that i mean guys whose lives are completely devoted to sports, and always have been. Guys that don't think soccer is a sport, or that hockey is as physical as GRRR FOOTBALLLLLLL!!!! They are most likely sitting at their computers, have FOX Sports as their home page, and type their ill-thought and pointeless comments with their 2 index fingers while wearing a 3XL t shirt stained with motor oil and beer. Guys who can only say negative things because their sports career peaked in grade 10 before they got cut from the junior team, and are forever going to feel they were cheated. Most likely the same guys that submit their tapes to Pros vs. Joes...ugh...i'm getting sick just thinking about them.
So maybe...when you decide to comment on a message board...you should focus on conversation, as opposed to starting an argument just because you don't agree with someone...or whatever your reason is. Because arguing on the internet, truly is like winning a gold in the special olympics; even if you "win", you're still retarded.
Monday, August 17, 2009
E-tards
When i was 6 or 7 years old, i woke up one christmas morning, excited as to what Santa had brought me. and behold, as my brothers and i tore open the final present, addressed to all three of us, my life, as i knew it at the time would be changed forever. There in front of me was a Nintendo Entertainment System...or NES as it was so beautifully dubbed. Sitting there in all its glory was a small grey and black box, a mess of cables, and two rectangle controllers with corners capable of gouging out someone's eye if the other player just so happened to use it as a shuriken. And next to it, packaged in styrofoam was a small dark grey cartridge, with Super Mario Bros, and Duck hunt...i was so excited...and i will now admit to the world, that although i was retardedly excited, I had NO FUCKING CLUE what it actually was. Up until that point, i don't think i even knew what Nintendo was, nor did i care. I was content with Atari, and i really didn't even know a new "entertainment system" had been developed. Why did i care? I spent most of my time playing with GI Joe figures or drawing vastly intricate fantasies of super heroes and knights at arthur's round table....so this whole Video Game thing was a new experience for me.
Now, needless to say, being a high strung 7 year old (i'm still high strung, but now i'm 26) i can make the obvious statement that i was immediately hooked. There i was, christmas afternoon, kneeling in front of the TV, trying to shoot the hell out of those little ducks, and getting pissed whenever that fucking dog laughed at me...but i was hooked. It wasn't long until i was rushing home after school to play mario bros...which steadily turned into any number of games we ended up purchasing...captain skyhawk, mario 2, rolling thunder, etc, etc... i became addicted...and much like other children, NES became SNES, which became SEGA, which eventually, for a brief period turned into SEGA SATURN, which inevitably turned into Nintendo 64...but that, my friends, is where the train pretty much ended.
See, as the other early teens such as myself were frantically spending their, or their parents' hard earned dollars on whatever new system happened to be in fashion that week, I just...lost interest. As Playstation became popular, my interest purely faded...PS turned into PS2 which eventually turned into PS3...i saw sega put out the dreamcast, and then fall off the face of the planet...Nintendo put out the Gamecube, which my little brother purchased, and we still have to this day...Then came XBOX...then XBOX 360, and countless other mods or whatever gaming nerds call them...progressively the systems got more realistic, more fancy, more futuristic...and ultimately more fucking expensive...eventually plateauing at the nintendo Wii.. All around me my friends became completely addicted. Now, that's not to say i didn't dabble. I took a couple hits of Playstation here and there...i did a line or 2 of XBOX....i had a brief love affair with a little bit of Wii bowling running through my veins..but i was never addicted. It was a social thing...it was a a once in a while thing...
Now, being the age i am at, i can safely say that there is really no urge in me to ever play video games. I don't know, call it...ADULT. call it growing up...call it maturity. Sure, i still take the occasional pleasure in playing NHL Hitz 2003, or creating my own riciculous wrestlers on WWF Day of Reckoning...but that's pretty much the jist of it. My interest fades fast and i quite honestly don't give a shit about it. But that doesn't stop me from noticing other people my age just completely absorbed in these ultimate wastes of time. Take guitar hero and Rock band for example. Genius? yes...innovative for sure, and entertaining as hell....for the first couple times you play. after that, it becomes a monotonous display of stupidity. What does one really accomplish by beating tom morello or slash in a guitar battle? What do you really acheive if you can play that rush song on expert on drums? Nothing. You literally walk away with nothing but a ridiculous sense of "pride" that you just "beat" a computer. When in reality, you just wasted about 49 hours pressing buttons in front of a tv screen when you could have been doing literally ANYTHING else.
everywhere i look, i get constantly sickened by seeing grown mens' eyes light up at a commercial for a new videogame...OMG NHL 10 is coming out!!? i HAVE TO GET IT!! but do you? I mean, ok, go spend $70 on a game to play on your $300 system which will literally give you ZERO amount of tangible return. Yet you run out and buy it anyway...why? who fucking knows...to satisfy some craving inside of you for some form of goals or acheivements you could never accomplish in real life...goals you probably COULD have acheived if you had gotten your ass off the fucking couch and actually DONE something with your life. But no, you just had to find the princess, or win the cup, or whatever...and when it's all done...when you beat the game...when you have finished your victory dance...you're still there in your bedroom, or your basement or your man cave with no girlfriend, and hundreds of dollars worth of games you don't want to play anymore, because they have no "replay value"...
All around you, while the world is working, spinning, passing you by, you live in your head, inside a screen where you can be anything you want, but you're really nothing at all. You wear your little headsets and talk to your team mates, but in reality, you can't even fire a gun, let alone be a part of an elite military force. Yet you all just sit there on your couches taking pride and glory in...GAMES. they're games. they are glorified versions of army men, or scrabble or fucking Shoots and ladders. And you think people should bow down to you because you can play Dragonforce on expert. Wow. Braa-fucking-vo. Congrats. you spent hours of your life you will never get back just so you could train your hands to press buttons really fast in a proper sequence. Oh you hold the heavyweight title on Fight night round 3? Awesome! congrats! now let's see if you can take a real hit...OOh, you have the high score on halo? How many gunshots do you think you can take in real life before your health bar runs out? yeah. live in reality please.
Now am i totally against video games? Hell no! I totally enjoy them from time to time. If i am bored, or home sick, or recovering from a hangover, i love putting in a game and just having a little bit of mindless fun. Prince of persia games are sick and i love every one of them...there is nothing wrong with a little bit of fun. But it's when it becomes a fucking addiction or a habit that you need to get help. When you tell me you have no time in a day, or that you're too busy to do something, only to find out you're too busy because you factored your 7 hours of World of Warcraft into your schedule, THEN there's a problem. When you say you had no time to get something done last night, and really you were just playing metal gear solid for 4 hours, THAT'S a problem.
So i guess the only thing i can really say, it just grow up. Seriously. now i know you hardcore gamers are going to say "well they're using videogames to train military now, and train pilots, and blah blah blahhhh"...well, that may very well be true....but let me just ask how many of you fat lazy sons of bitches plan on joining the military any time soon....
*crickets*
Yeah, that's what i thought.
game over.
Now, needless to say, being a high strung 7 year old (i'm still high strung, but now i'm 26) i can make the obvious statement that i was immediately hooked. There i was, christmas afternoon, kneeling in front of the TV, trying to shoot the hell out of those little ducks, and getting pissed whenever that fucking dog laughed at me...but i was hooked. It wasn't long until i was rushing home after school to play mario bros...which steadily turned into any number of games we ended up purchasing...captain skyhawk, mario 2, rolling thunder, etc, etc... i became addicted...and much like other children, NES became SNES, which became SEGA, which eventually, for a brief period turned into SEGA SATURN, which inevitably turned into Nintendo 64...but that, my friends, is where the train pretty much ended.
See, as the other early teens such as myself were frantically spending their, or their parents' hard earned dollars on whatever new system happened to be in fashion that week, I just...lost interest. As Playstation became popular, my interest purely faded...PS turned into PS2 which eventually turned into PS3...i saw sega put out the dreamcast, and then fall off the face of the planet...Nintendo put out the Gamecube, which my little brother purchased, and we still have to this day...Then came XBOX...then XBOX 360, and countless other mods or whatever gaming nerds call them...progressively the systems got more realistic, more fancy, more futuristic...and ultimately more fucking expensive...eventually plateauing at the nintendo Wii.. All around me my friends became completely addicted. Now, that's not to say i didn't dabble. I took a couple hits of Playstation here and there...i did a line or 2 of XBOX....i had a brief love affair with a little bit of Wii bowling running through my veins..but i was never addicted. It was a social thing...it was a a once in a while thing...
Now, being the age i am at, i can safely say that there is really no urge in me to ever play video games. I don't know, call it...ADULT. call it growing up...call it maturity. Sure, i still take the occasional pleasure in playing NHL Hitz 2003, or creating my own riciculous wrestlers on WWF Day of Reckoning...but that's pretty much the jist of it. My interest fades fast and i quite honestly don't give a shit about it. But that doesn't stop me from noticing other people my age just completely absorbed in these ultimate wastes of time. Take guitar hero and Rock band for example. Genius? yes...innovative for sure, and entertaining as hell....for the first couple times you play. after that, it becomes a monotonous display of stupidity. What does one really accomplish by beating tom morello or slash in a guitar battle? What do you really acheive if you can play that rush song on expert on drums? Nothing. You literally walk away with nothing but a ridiculous sense of "pride" that you just "beat" a computer. When in reality, you just wasted about 49 hours pressing buttons in front of a tv screen when you could have been doing literally ANYTHING else.
everywhere i look, i get constantly sickened by seeing grown mens' eyes light up at a commercial for a new videogame...OMG NHL 10 is coming out!!? i HAVE TO GET IT!! but do you? I mean, ok, go spend $70 on a game to play on your $300 system which will literally give you ZERO amount of tangible return. Yet you run out and buy it anyway...why? who fucking knows...to satisfy some craving inside of you for some form of goals or acheivements you could never accomplish in real life...goals you probably COULD have acheived if you had gotten your ass off the fucking couch and actually DONE something with your life. But no, you just had to find the princess, or win the cup, or whatever...and when it's all done...when you beat the game...when you have finished your victory dance...you're still there in your bedroom, or your basement or your man cave with no girlfriend, and hundreds of dollars worth of games you don't want to play anymore, because they have no "replay value"...
All around you, while the world is working, spinning, passing you by, you live in your head, inside a screen where you can be anything you want, but you're really nothing at all. You wear your little headsets and talk to your team mates, but in reality, you can't even fire a gun, let alone be a part of an elite military force. Yet you all just sit there on your couches taking pride and glory in...GAMES. they're games. they are glorified versions of army men, or scrabble or fucking Shoots and ladders. And you think people should bow down to you because you can play Dragonforce on expert. Wow. Braa-fucking-vo. Congrats. you spent hours of your life you will never get back just so you could train your hands to press buttons really fast in a proper sequence. Oh you hold the heavyweight title on Fight night round 3? Awesome! congrats! now let's see if you can take a real hit...OOh, you have the high score on halo? How many gunshots do you think you can take in real life before your health bar runs out? yeah. live in reality please.
Now am i totally against video games? Hell no! I totally enjoy them from time to time. If i am bored, or home sick, or recovering from a hangover, i love putting in a game and just having a little bit of mindless fun. Prince of persia games are sick and i love every one of them...there is nothing wrong with a little bit of fun. But it's when it becomes a fucking addiction or a habit that you need to get help. When you tell me you have no time in a day, or that you're too busy to do something, only to find out you're too busy because you factored your 7 hours of World of Warcraft into your schedule, THEN there's a problem. When you say you had no time to get something done last night, and really you were just playing metal gear solid for 4 hours, THAT'S a problem.
So i guess the only thing i can really say, it just grow up. Seriously. now i know you hardcore gamers are going to say "well they're using videogames to train military now, and train pilots, and blah blah blahhhh"...well, that may very well be true....but let me just ask how many of you fat lazy sons of bitches plan on joining the military any time soon....
*crickets*
Yeah, that's what i thought.
game over.
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
it's that time again
Yes. It's that time again. School is starting. Where most children and teens dread the ending of summer, and the beginning of another school year, I on the other hand have always loved going back to school with a passion. Something about learning always got me going. The smell of new school supplies, the possibilities of another year ahead of me. Now that I am post secondary (for a second time), I find myself looking forward to this time of year even more. Being in a downtown central spot, I have the option to do pretty much anything i want on my breaks, or before or after class. I love it. I can take my creativity and my ideas anywhere i want, which is usually the Milk Coffee bar.
I love it...it's another season where the air gets crisp, the wind gets cool, the leaves turn colours, and I can strap my sketchbook in with me, hang my camera around my neck and have a world of endless potential at my fingertips. I can and will learn every ounce of information i am able to, and soak it all in like a sponge. Already in my first year of graphic design, i have seen my skills improve tremendously, going from a very linear thinker to someone who can think in all different directions. I learned my fortés, and weaknesses, and i learned that my potential is boundless. I've learned that my skills are greater than i knew, and i only needed a little formal training to really push them...and that was only in 1 year. I have 2 years left, and am SO excited to see what they bring me.
I cannot wait to join the design world as I feel i have much to show. My portfolio is already beginning to bloom, and I am taking as much joy in it, as i would watching my own child grow. I take pride in the fact that I go above and beyond my call of duty, researching on my own, purchasing design books on my own, and learning on my own. I have learned what areas of design strike me, and what areas don't interest me....i know i love typography...the endless ability for a simple typeface to convey an emotion fascinates me to no end....and the fact that a lot of my designs rely heavily on type to begin with, it's only natural that i take a liking to it.
all in all, i am very excited for this year. I can feel that this year has a lot to offer me, and I in turn, have a lot to offer it. Bring on the semester, I'm ready for it.
But first, It's my birthday this month, so let's get ripped and ring out the summer.
I love it...it's another season where the air gets crisp, the wind gets cool, the leaves turn colours, and I can strap my sketchbook in with me, hang my camera around my neck and have a world of endless potential at my fingertips. I can and will learn every ounce of information i am able to, and soak it all in like a sponge. Already in my first year of graphic design, i have seen my skills improve tremendously, going from a very linear thinker to someone who can think in all different directions. I learned my fortés, and weaknesses, and i learned that my potential is boundless. I've learned that my skills are greater than i knew, and i only needed a little formal training to really push them...and that was only in 1 year. I have 2 years left, and am SO excited to see what they bring me.
I cannot wait to join the design world as I feel i have much to show. My portfolio is already beginning to bloom, and I am taking as much joy in it, as i would watching my own child grow. I take pride in the fact that I go above and beyond my call of duty, researching on my own, purchasing design books on my own, and learning on my own. I have learned what areas of design strike me, and what areas don't interest me....i know i love typography...the endless ability for a simple typeface to convey an emotion fascinates me to no end....and the fact that a lot of my designs rely heavily on type to begin with, it's only natural that i take a liking to it.
all in all, i am very excited for this year. I can feel that this year has a lot to offer me, and I in turn, have a lot to offer it. Bring on the semester, I'm ready for it.
But first, It's my birthday this month, so let's get ripped and ring out the summer.
Monday, August 10, 2009
YO JOE! (warning, spoiler alert)
Ok, so after MONTHS of anticipation, i finally got to view the new GI JOE movie today, and i must say, despite walking in with skepticism, I was very pleased with the film! Now, just so you know, i am a GI JOE NERD. I grew up with the toys and the cartoons, and I have always maintained a very avid love for them, if not an obsession. I still find myself hypnotized by the old cartoons, and still long for the days where you could find what seemed like several hundred different Joe figures at Toys 'r us, along with all the vehicles. Now granted, as the 80s ended and the 90s came in, the toys and the figures got progressively weirder and cheesier, but the nostalgia of the original GI JOE team stayed with me. (I know the 80s version wasn't the ORIGINAL, but i am referring to the REBIRTH of the name with the cartoon and the cast of military characters each with their own unique trait).
I mean, even when all these new characters were coming out, and cobra commander was going through an endless parade of STUPID mask changes, you still couldn't beat those original characters you loved...duke, snake eyes, lady jaye, scarlet, destro, stormshadow....then guys like beach head, chuckles, zartan, roadblock, alley viper...deep six...the list goes on, and on, and on...
So seeing as my love for the GI JOE crew was so deep, i had very high hopes that the director of this blockbuster would stay TRUE to the storylines, and not try to deck it out like all hollywood assholes tend to do. Case in point, Transformers. I mean, ONLY hollywood could take beloved robots that each were SO distinct and SO memorable, and turn them into giant pieces of CGI bullshit. I mean, in the fight scenes, you really can't tell who is who because they all look identical in their robot form. Whose genius idea was that? Like, Optimus prime is a FUCKING LEGEND, and you turned a simple red, white and blue robot into a complex mass of steel, wires, and....a FLAME PAINT JOB?!
anyways, i was hoping that GI JOE wouldn't be a massacre....and you know what? Besides a few expected hollywood changes...it was actually pretty accurate!
Now, keep in mind Joe fans, that this is a PREQUEL to where the original cartoon started in 1983, so remember that.
Let's start with captain sexy pants, Channing Tatum as the Joe Leader, Duke. At first, like most guys, i was like "Are you kidding me? He's not Duke at ALL". But i was wrong. Very wrong. He played a solid role, and he really suited Duke...marlon Wayans as Ripcord was also very cool, and despite my distaste for wayans in the past, he validated himself with this role. The entire cast brought a youth and energy to the roles, and it was very cool to see.
The first thing i noticed that was NOT true to the storyline was Baroness NOT having a Russian accent. She was VERY well known in the cartoon for her accent, and they took it away from her! The second thing i noticed was that Duke and Baroness were former lovers with a very distinct history...this actually plays a HUGE part in the movie.
Scarlett was AWESOME, and very true to the smart assed original version, and they even equipped her with her trademark crossbow. Hawk was badass, and really played well and Dennis Quaid can really pull off a beret!
Snake Eyes was DEAD ON. I mean, DEAD ON. the costume, the logo on his arm, the swords, everything. Right on the money. Gave me goosebumps to be honest. Likewise, his mortal enemy, stormshadow, was also right on the money...despite the fact that he plays an almost secondary version of himself, always in slick white clothing, as part of the cobra frontline. A weird twist, but one that was suited well.
Now...as i read a lot of the blogs leading up to the movie, there was a lot of speculation about Cobra Commander, and Destro. Up until now, no one had seen cobra commander in any trailers, etc...he's played well throughout the movie, although he is not acknowledged as Commander until the very end, solidifying the fact that this is Indeed a prequel. Also Destro does not become the silver-headed bad guy we all know until the very end either. Up until the very end, cobra commander (who is never called that, but you KNOW it's him)plays his part well. The evil scientist genius who wants to rule the world...he even has the elongated 'S' sounds at the end of his words...his look is not that of the original cartoons, but one that could totally work as a new version...UNTIL the end, when he dons a very brutal looking, fucked up, robot on ectasy type mask that just fucks the whole thing up. Also, he's Baroness' brother whom she thought died in the war, and Duke swore to protect him but shit went down...again, storylines that were NOT part of the original cartoons, but all in all, they aren't too bad...
Let's see, what else...oh yes, Destro is a white dude with an accent...which is odd, but doable...Ummm, Zartan doesn't have long hair, BUT he does a great job...and they even mention Dr. Mindbender! AND THEY SAY KNOWING IS HALF THE BATTLE! YESSS!!
The one thing i REALLY loved was that the movie stayed true to the fact that GI JOE is NOT ahead of the game. They are not some super soldiers who foil all the bad guys' plans...no. In fact, cobra was one step ahead of the Joes at all times, and the good guys actually were the ones trying their hardest to keep up. Just like the cartoon. They were underdogs, but always came out on top. It was nice to see the movie did the same.
Also, i would like to mention that whether purposely done or not, the movie shows cobra's first attack on the world as Attacking the Eifel Tower...EXACTLY THE SAME AS THE FIRST-EVER EPISODE OF THE CARTOON! sure, it was a different weapon entirely, but who cares?! Well done!
All in all, the movie was really REALLY good. Like, REALLY good. It was exciting, funny, smart and completely full of action. I can deal with the typical hollywood costumes instead of the joes' original costumes, i mean that shit is to be expected, and actually is NEEDED, since if Duke was wearing his yellow shirt and green pants like in the cartoons...well he would have died immediately. It was fantastic to say the least. Now i am not a movie critic, nor do i want to be. I don't expect this movie to win an oscar, and i don't give a shit. It was entertaining, exciting and fun, and that's all us GI JOE fans need....because you know what? The original cartoon wasn't winning any awards either, but it was still badass.
SO. i can safely say that GI JOE has successfully passed my personal approval test, since hollywood didn't fuck too much with the main details (unlike spiderman...seriously? webs from his actual wrist? did you even READ the comic?)...and it was totally worth my money. I can't wait for this to come out on DVD, and I can't wait for the movie-renditions of the toys to stop being made, and the ORIGINAL TOYS to come back. Because now i can finally afford to make an actual army of cobra vipers.
I mean, even when all these new characters were coming out, and cobra commander was going through an endless parade of STUPID mask changes, you still couldn't beat those original characters you loved...duke, snake eyes, lady jaye, scarlet, destro, stormshadow....then guys like beach head, chuckles, zartan, roadblock, alley viper...deep six...the list goes on, and on, and on...
So seeing as my love for the GI JOE crew was so deep, i had very high hopes that the director of this blockbuster would stay TRUE to the storylines, and not try to deck it out like all hollywood assholes tend to do. Case in point, Transformers. I mean, ONLY hollywood could take beloved robots that each were SO distinct and SO memorable, and turn them into giant pieces of CGI bullshit. I mean, in the fight scenes, you really can't tell who is who because they all look identical in their robot form. Whose genius idea was that? Like, Optimus prime is a FUCKING LEGEND, and you turned a simple red, white and blue robot into a complex mass of steel, wires, and....a FLAME PAINT JOB?!
anyways, i was hoping that GI JOE wouldn't be a massacre....and you know what? Besides a few expected hollywood changes...it was actually pretty accurate!
Now, keep in mind Joe fans, that this is a PREQUEL to where the original cartoon started in 1983, so remember that.
Let's start with captain sexy pants, Channing Tatum as the Joe Leader, Duke. At first, like most guys, i was like "Are you kidding me? He's not Duke at ALL". But i was wrong. Very wrong. He played a solid role, and he really suited Duke...marlon Wayans as Ripcord was also very cool, and despite my distaste for wayans in the past, he validated himself with this role. The entire cast brought a youth and energy to the roles, and it was very cool to see.
The first thing i noticed that was NOT true to the storyline was Baroness NOT having a Russian accent. She was VERY well known in the cartoon for her accent, and they took it away from her! The second thing i noticed was that Duke and Baroness were former lovers with a very distinct history...this actually plays a HUGE part in the movie.
Scarlett was AWESOME, and very true to the smart assed original version, and they even equipped her with her trademark crossbow. Hawk was badass, and really played well and Dennis Quaid can really pull off a beret!
Snake Eyes was DEAD ON. I mean, DEAD ON. the costume, the logo on his arm, the swords, everything. Right on the money. Gave me goosebumps to be honest. Likewise, his mortal enemy, stormshadow, was also right on the money...despite the fact that he plays an almost secondary version of himself, always in slick white clothing, as part of the cobra frontline. A weird twist, but one that was suited well.
Now...as i read a lot of the blogs leading up to the movie, there was a lot of speculation about Cobra Commander, and Destro. Up until now, no one had seen cobra commander in any trailers, etc...he's played well throughout the movie, although he is not acknowledged as Commander until the very end, solidifying the fact that this is Indeed a prequel. Also Destro does not become the silver-headed bad guy we all know until the very end either. Up until the very end, cobra commander (who is never called that, but you KNOW it's him)plays his part well. The evil scientist genius who wants to rule the world...he even has the elongated 'S' sounds at the end of his words...his look is not that of the original cartoons, but one that could totally work as a new version...UNTIL the end, when he dons a very brutal looking, fucked up, robot on ectasy type mask that just fucks the whole thing up. Also, he's Baroness' brother whom she thought died in the war, and Duke swore to protect him but shit went down...again, storylines that were NOT part of the original cartoons, but all in all, they aren't too bad...
Let's see, what else...oh yes, Destro is a white dude with an accent...which is odd, but doable...Ummm, Zartan doesn't have long hair, BUT he does a great job...and they even mention Dr. Mindbender! AND THEY SAY KNOWING IS HALF THE BATTLE! YESSS!!
The one thing i REALLY loved was that the movie stayed true to the fact that GI JOE is NOT ahead of the game. They are not some super soldiers who foil all the bad guys' plans...no. In fact, cobra was one step ahead of the Joes at all times, and the good guys actually were the ones trying their hardest to keep up. Just like the cartoon. They were underdogs, but always came out on top. It was nice to see the movie did the same.
Also, i would like to mention that whether purposely done or not, the movie shows cobra's first attack on the world as Attacking the Eifel Tower...EXACTLY THE SAME AS THE FIRST-EVER EPISODE OF THE CARTOON! sure, it was a different weapon entirely, but who cares?! Well done!
All in all, the movie was really REALLY good. Like, REALLY good. It was exciting, funny, smart and completely full of action. I can deal with the typical hollywood costumes instead of the joes' original costumes, i mean that shit is to be expected, and actually is NEEDED, since if Duke was wearing his yellow shirt and green pants like in the cartoons...well he would have died immediately. It was fantastic to say the least. Now i am not a movie critic, nor do i want to be. I don't expect this movie to win an oscar, and i don't give a shit. It was entertaining, exciting and fun, and that's all us GI JOE fans need....because you know what? The original cartoon wasn't winning any awards either, but it was still badass.
SO. i can safely say that GI JOE has successfully passed my personal approval test, since hollywood didn't fuck too much with the main details (unlike spiderman...seriously? webs from his actual wrist? did you even READ the comic?)...and it was totally worth my money. I can't wait for this to come out on DVD, and I can't wait for the movie-renditions of the toys to stop being made, and the ORIGINAL TOYS to come back. Because now i can finally afford to make an actual army of cobra vipers.
Friday, August 7, 2009
there is NO excuse for stupidity.
Sometimes people ask me how i know about certain things. Maybe we'll be talking about something, and i will chime in with a piece of information that isn't very well known...then people are astounded by my knowledge...it's crazy.
Am i a genius? No. Am i blessed with a mind like a sponge...possibly....Truth be told, i'm not doing anything that ANYONE can't do. I'm simply learning, or rather teaching myself things that i am curious about. How? A little thing called "The Internet". Yes...i know, it sounds so futuristic doesn't it. See, when there is something i am curious about, or something i don't know about, i use this magical device to do something called "research", and i learn about it. Crazy eh? So instead of finding myself among people in a conversation where i just zone out because i am clueless, I can actually enjoy an in depth discussion and maybe even learn something more!
In today's times, there is NO excuse for people to be uneducated on ANYTHING. information is literally right at your fingertips. It honestly blows my mind how some people are still absolutely clueless about basic things. Now, i am not saying you need to research and learn about all the things that i personally would look up, and i'm not saying you have to learn about things you're not interested in...but wouldn't you rather have a basic knowledge of a lot of things rather than just a very deep knowledge of ONE thing? I mean, awesome, you can tell me the entire history of the Miami Dolphins, but you can't give me an opinion on colours for a living room...or you can talk forever about Obama's plans, but you can't tell me shit about world war II....like, at least have SOME knowledge about things...ANYTHING! take your interests, and expand them for fuck's sakes!
For instance, the other day my girlfriend was making chicken parmesan for dinner, and i wanted to pick up some wine for our meal. But what wine goes best with that dish? Hmmmm, instead of wandering aimlessly into the liquor store, and picking the wine that i thought would be good, i decided to take 30 seconds of my time to google it....for those of you that don't know, you CAN type a question into google, and you most likely WILL get what you're looking for. So i asked what wine goes best with chicken parm...pressed search, and BAM! I got my answer! i walked into the LCBO, found the wine, and before i knew it, i was enjoying a fantastic meal with a perfectly matched wine....now was that hard?
No, it wasn't hard. But in today's age, when so many people are just glued to their PS3s, or Xbox, or Wii, or whatever, everyone is just too fucking lazy to take a LITTLE bit of time to learn a little bit. Think about it. If you took a tiny half hour per day to just LEARN something, imagine how much more you would know in a week...a month...A YEAR! But no, you're all satisfied with your limited knowledge, basing your opinions on whatever you heard on your favourite radio morning show, or whatever the cool people at school were saying. It's actually kind of pathetic people. Start using your noggins. Seriously.
Now if you don't mind, I am going to go learn something.
Good luck beating your high score on whatever latest version of guitar hero you just wasted your money on.
Am i a genius? No. Am i blessed with a mind like a sponge...possibly....Truth be told, i'm not doing anything that ANYONE can't do. I'm simply learning, or rather teaching myself things that i am curious about. How? A little thing called "The Internet". Yes...i know, it sounds so futuristic doesn't it. See, when there is something i am curious about, or something i don't know about, i use this magical device to do something called "research", and i learn about it. Crazy eh? So instead of finding myself among people in a conversation where i just zone out because i am clueless, I can actually enjoy an in depth discussion and maybe even learn something more!
In today's times, there is NO excuse for people to be uneducated on ANYTHING. information is literally right at your fingertips. It honestly blows my mind how some people are still absolutely clueless about basic things. Now, i am not saying you need to research and learn about all the things that i personally would look up, and i'm not saying you have to learn about things you're not interested in...but wouldn't you rather have a basic knowledge of a lot of things rather than just a very deep knowledge of ONE thing? I mean, awesome, you can tell me the entire history of the Miami Dolphins, but you can't give me an opinion on colours for a living room...or you can talk forever about Obama's plans, but you can't tell me shit about world war II....like, at least have SOME knowledge about things...ANYTHING! take your interests, and expand them for fuck's sakes!
For instance, the other day my girlfriend was making chicken parmesan for dinner, and i wanted to pick up some wine for our meal. But what wine goes best with that dish? Hmmmm, instead of wandering aimlessly into the liquor store, and picking the wine that i thought would be good, i decided to take 30 seconds of my time to google it....for those of you that don't know, you CAN type a question into google, and you most likely WILL get what you're looking for. So i asked what wine goes best with chicken parm...pressed search, and BAM! I got my answer! i walked into the LCBO, found the wine, and before i knew it, i was enjoying a fantastic meal with a perfectly matched wine....now was that hard?
No, it wasn't hard. But in today's age, when so many people are just glued to their PS3s, or Xbox, or Wii, or whatever, everyone is just too fucking lazy to take a LITTLE bit of time to learn a little bit. Think about it. If you took a tiny half hour per day to just LEARN something, imagine how much more you would know in a week...a month...A YEAR! But no, you're all satisfied with your limited knowledge, basing your opinions on whatever you heard on your favourite radio morning show, or whatever the cool people at school were saying. It's actually kind of pathetic people. Start using your noggins. Seriously.
Now if you don't mind, I am going to go learn something.
Good luck beating your high score on whatever latest version of guitar hero you just wasted your money on.
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
I believe i can see the future...cuz i repeat the same routine...
Oh, trent reznor...you lyrical genius you.
Every summer's end, i get into a slight slump because i am inevitably sick of the routine my life has taken on. Today was a little different...Today i became sick of pretty much everything except my wonderful girlfriend, and my unquenchable thirst for knowledge and music. And i have to say, the only thing that really keeps me going sometimes is the fact that all my low points will eventually lead into lyrics of songs...so i suppose they're doing me well.
Why am i down? I can't really explain it...I am sick of my wardrobe, sick of my clothing, and sick of not being able to dress the way i really want to be dressing. Why am i unable to be doing this? Well, for one, i don't have the money available to really spend what i need...and second, Windsor has one shitty fucking excuse for a shopping mall, if i've ever seen one. I mean, if you're a girl, you have at least SOMEWHAT of a chance finding something to suit your needs...but if you're a guy, SPECIFICALLY a guy like myself, who is not one to follow the typical "guy" clothing fashions, (if you don't understand what i mean, please refer to my earlier posts), then you literally have ZERO chance of finding anything to suit your somewhat, off-axis tastes. I mean, for the most part, every store you go into diplays a wall of cookie cutter jeans, right next to a wall of fucking polo shirts...Polos of all colours! so you basically have to be one of those massive fucking douchebags who wears polos with the collar popped, cargo shorts, and white shoes, in order to get any joy out of shopping at the Devonshire Mall. But wait, what's that? Omg...a shirt i actually like!? Sweet!! as i get closer i see there is NO size for me...however there is a massive amount of Mediums and...XXLs!? Sure, but no larges...oh, and what's this? it's also $98. Yeah, fuck you.
What does a guy have to do in order to look, dress, and feel professional and well groomed? I mean even if you DO find something that suits you, chances are, unless you have the dimensions of a fucking mannequin, you'll have to do some tailoring of your own to get it to fit the way you need...hell, even the clothes on the mannequins are pinned back and form fitted so you THINK they look good, when really, you just bought a fucking tent.
That's just part of the down-syndrome i have at the moment (hahahah play on words)...i guess i just really desire a lifestyle a lot more suitable to me than Windsor offers. All over the place, i see people TRYING to look or play a different part, but when it comes down to it, we're all from the same place, so no matter how hard you try, until you get out, you're just like everyone else. It's sickening to be honest....but what can one really do?
All I can really do is try my best to make the best of everything, as down as it may get me sometimes. I know that before i know it, i will be out on my own, doing my own thing, and i will be able to really piece my lifestyle together the way i envision it. I know i will have my girl with me, and i know we both picture the same thing...we just have to make it there. Before i know it, we'll be sipping a nice pinot grigio on our balcony, finally enjoying the fruits of our labour. But until then, i'm going to have to really work hard at making everything in my life the exact way i want it.
So if you'll excuse me, i'm going to go clean up a bit, light a few candles, and do what i can to make my living space all it needs to be.
Every summer's end, i get into a slight slump because i am inevitably sick of the routine my life has taken on. Today was a little different...Today i became sick of pretty much everything except my wonderful girlfriend, and my unquenchable thirst for knowledge and music. And i have to say, the only thing that really keeps me going sometimes is the fact that all my low points will eventually lead into lyrics of songs...so i suppose they're doing me well.
Why am i down? I can't really explain it...I am sick of my wardrobe, sick of my clothing, and sick of not being able to dress the way i really want to be dressing. Why am i unable to be doing this? Well, for one, i don't have the money available to really spend what i need...and second, Windsor has one shitty fucking excuse for a shopping mall, if i've ever seen one. I mean, if you're a girl, you have at least SOMEWHAT of a chance finding something to suit your needs...but if you're a guy, SPECIFICALLY a guy like myself, who is not one to follow the typical "guy" clothing fashions, (if you don't understand what i mean, please refer to my earlier posts), then you literally have ZERO chance of finding anything to suit your somewhat, off-axis tastes. I mean, for the most part, every store you go into diplays a wall of cookie cutter jeans, right next to a wall of fucking polo shirts...Polos of all colours! so you basically have to be one of those massive fucking douchebags who wears polos with the collar popped, cargo shorts, and white shoes, in order to get any joy out of shopping at the Devonshire Mall. But wait, what's that? Omg...a shirt i actually like!? Sweet!! as i get closer i see there is NO size for me...however there is a massive amount of Mediums and...XXLs!? Sure, but no larges...oh, and what's this? it's also $98. Yeah, fuck you.
What does a guy have to do in order to look, dress, and feel professional and well groomed? I mean even if you DO find something that suits you, chances are, unless you have the dimensions of a fucking mannequin, you'll have to do some tailoring of your own to get it to fit the way you need...hell, even the clothes on the mannequins are pinned back and form fitted so you THINK they look good, when really, you just bought a fucking tent.
That's just part of the down-syndrome i have at the moment (hahahah play on words)...i guess i just really desire a lifestyle a lot more suitable to me than Windsor offers. All over the place, i see people TRYING to look or play a different part, but when it comes down to it, we're all from the same place, so no matter how hard you try, until you get out, you're just like everyone else. It's sickening to be honest....but what can one really do?
All I can really do is try my best to make the best of everything, as down as it may get me sometimes. I know that before i know it, i will be out on my own, doing my own thing, and i will be able to really piece my lifestyle together the way i envision it. I know i will have my girl with me, and i know we both picture the same thing...we just have to make it there. Before i know it, we'll be sipping a nice pinot grigio on our balcony, finally enjoying the fruits of our labour. But until then, i'm going to have to really work hard at making everything in my life the exact way i want it.
So if you'll excuse me, i'm going to go clean up a bit, light a few candles, and do what i can to make my living space all it needs to be.
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