Darkest of Days

My first article for Citizen Game went through. It’s about one of my more… influential games (extra points to the school that guesses the influence!). Link is here: http://www.citizenga.me/darkest-of-days/

Oh, and if you are not yet entertained, I’ll mention one of ‘my’ awesomenesses.

Now this is the story all about how
My life got flipped, turned upside down
And I’d like to take a minute of your time if that’s cool
I’ll tell you how I became stuck at a stupid wizard school

In the lap of luxury born and raised
In the boardroom is where I spent most of my days
Backstabbing, betraying, laying off peons
I thought the good life would surely last for eons
When a sorcerous cow (she was up to no good)
Broke a deal I know she surely understood
I got one wussy tattoo and some old bearded tool
Said “You’re going to be held hostage in our lame wizard school”

I begged and pleaded with them day after day
But they took away my booze and forced me to stay
I had to play a moronic sport called Transmogritus
It was just about as fun as getting hepatitis

Cutting class (yo, this is bad)
Smoking cigarettes and making Celeste mad
Using one to burn some uppity snot’s face
Hmmmmm, I’ll put up with this place

But, wait: I see that prissy brat won’t go away
Is this the kind of place I want an extended stay?
I’m sick of the goat and seeing the kid always drool
I hope they’re prepared for me leaving their school

Well, uh, I somehow ended up in hillbilly heaven
There were two dudes who looked like they had a combined IQ of sixty-seven
And then I found out the Sorceress of the Gales was near
Goatsie sprang us, and like lightning we disappeared

I got put on trial back in the academy
With some vampire dude who looked very bad to me
Those idiots were eating right out of his hand
And he tried to frame me while I was on the stand

So I had them show the footage going back to eight
But he shouted (and they listened) “Ain’t true love great?”
His plan still worked and since I’m no fool
I’ve got to get away from this pathetic wizard school

(I wish I had written that, but no luck)


The Sacred Pocket

About 10 minutes walking time will take me to the edge of the city. Here, residential construction is halted, for reasons of preservation or difficulty of construction, I never knew who to ask. Beyond the last, desperate line of fake-adobe towers and middle class lives the ground sinks some 20 yards, which serves to give these homeowners the right to say they live on a house on the hill, which is just what these are. I’m sure the nearby ‘wilderness’ does as much good for the property values as the highschool does bad. And the property values are because of the extended economic situation that Santa Fe finds itself it; a ‘story’ for a different time.

There are two paths that closely follow the ridge. Jaguar road, a four lane thoroughfare, which follows the snake like ebb of the ridge and divides the housing fomr the other side of the street. On one side, an apartment complex, the fire station, and a few dozen houses, on the other, the library, the preschool, a few dozen other houses, and a few other places of interest. 

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First day of college

College seems fun, if difficult.

First class started with an open Chinese politi-historical conversation that morphed into TRPG’s and computer building. I had an hour for lunch. I met a bunch of people I know, and impressed/entertained them with my knowledge of the workings of the universe. I met my doppelganger and lived. Staff respect me as a human being/adult now. No one gives a shit if I use my phone. I don’t have to tell everyone when I go for the bathroom. I won’t be done with a section and wait a week for everyone else to do it.

It’s also really hard. And there’s a lot of heavy books. And I don’t have much time for writing.


An addendum to an earlier post.

A bit more blogging, for which I am sorry. I’ve begun accumulating all the post-OS-installation software, and I’m rather surprised I managed to find sleep last night.

Ah yes, that should be my first bit of knowledge-giving. I’m seriously considering becoming an OEM computer manufacturer (if you’re in the know, that phrase is redundant. Still sounds nice and official though, like I’m a bonafide technocrat.). I can differentiate myself  from competitors a couple ways, mostly in terms of software and affordable customization; I don’t charge 80$ to add two gb’s of RAM. I charge 50$ on top of the parts fee; that’s my entire profit margin. Mind you, considering all the work I put into a computer, that’s about minimum wage. I also ‘bundle’ about three dozen free programs with the computer, mostly games. This is not shovelware, and I highly support the programs I add, programs like Dwarf Fortress, OpenOffice, Cave Story, 7zip, Cart Life, Avast!, etc. I offer free consultation so that people can figure out how best to get a computer, and I offer a bunch of options.

That’s a shortened version of the spiel. I probably won’t have as much time as I like, but that’s neat. I can finally be one of those busybodies with no time in their heads.

A few things I’ve learned. There’s the ouya. There’s the new, actually functional (but not yet made for public consumption) virtual reality headset, Oculus Rift.  I also watched the Lorax, and have a few choice (negative) words about that. I’m moving on to the second gig of Ghost in the Shell. I also learned that the Civil War wasn’t about slavery. Kinda wish I knew that before I decided to write about the Civil War. I also, just now, saw the Fresh Cave of Bel-air. It’s awesome. Click it.

Oh, and then there’s Bow, Nigger, but I already knew’d that.