Haven't Slept A Wink For Real

My tongue is tied. Or really my hands (I'm writing). Today is just a dull day. So there's nothing to talk about. Forgive me if I ramble. I said I'd update at least 3 times a week, and it's already Tuesday. I need to post or I'll hate myself.

Weather? Cold and overcast. Mood? Sleepy. I'm not upset, I'm not angry. I'm just too tired and bored to really care. And my pinky really hurts. Lame.

Sigh. Today is just going to be one of those days.

I think a few weeks (more?) ago I said Tuesdays suck. They still do. Nothing cool happens on Tuesday. It's the slowest, lamest day of the week. Things should be planned for Tuesdays just to spite this fact.

I was going to talk about something, but it's just as boring as the day. I really hate days like this, because then you just feel sad on the inside. Lame.

List!

Reasons to Make Lists:

1) They're fun to read out loud

2) They get the point across

3) Easy to read

4) More likely to stick in your head

5) People just love lists

6) You can have fun numbering systems

7) They tend to write themselves

8) They look cool

9) Lists are skinny

10) On paper, they leave room for doodles

Song of the Day:

Consolers of the Lonely by The Raconteurs

It's pretty good. I like that album a lot. Check them out if you want.

That was pretty bland. I feel... really tired. I'm going to go sleep, play Final Fantasy: Crisis Core, and maybe eat. All simultaneously.

It's In the Air You Breathe

And it's also in the water.

It's Friday! Fridays are nice! It's slightly rainy here, but at the same time, it's still pretty cozy outside. I'm content (Whoa, the cynic is happy? What is this!)

Anyhow, I said I'd do a formulaic sort of post on Fridays, and I'm sticking to it. I realize that I skip around about when I post, but that's not exactly on purpose. I took a week off for spring break (can you blame me?), and I went in a downward spiral of downwardness before that.

Onwards!

I use that word quite often, don't I?

I want to touch on another one of my school related issues this week (no, it's not my grades, those are for later). My boredom. And my wandering mind. It ends up making me look like a complete fool sometimes. Thank (insert your diety here, I'm not bringing religion into this) I've perfected having fake coughing fits (that turn real and painful all too often).

It's like this; even if I don't have my laptop, it's hard for me to pay attention. One time, I counted the tiles on the ceiling, then cross-referenced my counting by multiplying the grid, and yada yada yada I think there were 84 or something. My mind wanders, because half the classes I've taken in my life are not exactly interesting to me. And even if I'm interested, I have ADD, so it still wanders (it's also interesting to point out that my notes are extremely funny if I'm interested, as I ad-lib everything the teacher says and say it in my own way). There have been times where I even just start writing a play in class, I get so bored.

The problem with this, writing things in class (really, now that I think about it, this problem exists when I write in public in general), is that I make myself laugh. Sometimes I can't help myself. I just make myself chuckle sometimes (if I don't think I'm funny, who will?). I try not to write comic scripts or scenes from plays, but I get ideas and I need to write them down. One of my best plays was written during English. It was hard to not burst out laughing.

So what if I think I'm funny?

This is not the only problem. When your mind wanders, you start thinking about things you've done during the week. Or over the weekend. If you're in a good mood, you think about the stupid things you and your friends have done recently (if you and your friends don't do stupid things, you are not living, go do something stupid). These things are funny. And when you think of funny things, you giggle. It's like remembering something a comedian said (which happens as well); you can't help but laugh at it.

Also, because I have my computer, I really have a hard time. Never Google "Advice Puppy" during class. Just saying.

The result is me starting to giggle, then realizing that all my classes are small and relatively quiet, and that my giggling like a little girl would be bad for several reasons. This in and of itself is embarrassing (not to mention it reminds the professor that I don't pay attention to them). So what do I do? I fake cough, and this turns into a coughing fit because I have an extremely mild case of Asthma. Which is no worse or better than the giggles, but it manages to make things worse (because now everyone is looking at me for distracting them). It's bad. Because I know my professors have figured out it's because I'm giggling. And I look like a complete moron. Go me.

Sometimes I hate myself (not really, I'm okay with me). Damn my wandering, bored mind. I now understand the root of "bored out of my mind." Because sometimes, the only interesting things are inside my head. Overactive imagination go!

I should point out that I'm writing this in one of those classes I have no interest in. And trying not to giggle because I keep thinking about something ridiculous I did with a comic.

At least I don't care about the class. I'll probably talk about it next week.

List! List! List!

I recently started Twittering (Tweeting? I hate that they call it tweeting), and I've been following a few people that I like. I've noticed a few things about Twitter, most of which I like. So:

Things I Like About Twitter:

1) It's alright to update 7 times in 10 minutes (unlike on your Facebook status)

2) If people follow you, it's easy to share a ton of things with a ton of people, really fast

3) It's fun to talk about me

4) Short. Sweet. To the point.

5) Johnen Vasquez's Twitter is amazing

6) I find out about things bands I like are doing (besides eating, I don't care about that)

7) Some of my friends are entertaining

8) I love using DestroyTwitter as my Twitter client.

8) The tagging system is fun, and it's always fun to click on a weird tag I write to see how many other people thought of it

Things I DON'T Like About Twitter:

1) Too many morons (just like the rest of the world)

2) People can't spell

3) Some people are heavily addicted

4) Weird people follow me sometimes. It's weird.

I realize, though, that my issues with Twitter are issues that I have with the Internet as a whole, and, in the case of 1 and 4, real life as well. So they are null and void, because those are just things that bother me in general.

So many subjects today!

Today's song is by Streetlight Manifesto. They are incredible. I don't care if you don't like Ska, you should still listen to Streetlight (if you are wondering, Ska is punk rock with a horn section, very classy).

Anyway, here's the info:

One Foot on the Gas, One Foot in the Grave by Streetlight Manifesto.

LOOK IT UP NOW!

Happy Friday all.

*The picture used in this blog deserves credit where credit is due. Drew from Left Handed Toons (by Right Handed People) created this. You can find it here.

Oh My My, Oh Hell Yes!

You'll be buried in your party dress.

Vanna lyrics. Always incredible. Listen to them (if you like hardcore music).

Today is a beautiful day. The sun is shining, it's decently warm out (instead of 80º in April...), I had an iced coffee. I'm in a fairly decent mood. I don't even have work tonight! Nothingcan ruin this day as of right now (my Grandmother is staying at my house for the next few days starting today, so that could change real fast-like).

I don't have much to be excited for this weekend. It's actually looking pretty dull if you ask me. But whatever, I could use the relaxation I guess.

Onwards!

My post about how much I love Pokémon made me think about it quite a bit. So I'm going back to that subject for a few.

I personally believe Pokémon has the most brilliant marketing I've ever seen. The entire industry is a surefire way to make oodles and oodles of cash (for oodles of noodles, of course). I'm not even talking about in the Japanese market. This is all about Pokémon in America.

On September 8th, 1998, the first episode aired on what was arguably the most heavily watched Saturday Morning Cartoon station, KidsWB. I watched it, and I had no clue what was coming. At the end of the episode, I wanted more of whatever the hell it was (I was SEVEN, still not sure what was going on). And I know my friends watched it too, and some of them are 2 and 3 years younger than me. I'm willing to bet that 50% of the child population between the ages of 5 and 11 caught that. At least 50%.

Fast forward 2 weeks. A huge bomb is about to drop. A bomb we know as Pokémon Red and Blue. 2 weeks after the show had gotten kids all over the country addicted to those cute little monsters, a game comes out. A game where all of these kids can now be Pokémon Masters too, just like Ash. What do you think they all (except for me) got for Christmas? Gameboys and at last one of the Pokémon games (I say at least because many kids got both). So now Nintendo is selling more Gamboys too. Bonus.

Now, these young kids aren't the only ones getting this game. Kids older than 12, who probably already have Gameboys, were getting it too. Why? Because these are the people that actually look at new games and get excited. They already know they like video games. Plus, Charizard is badass.

Then comes the trading cards, the stuffed animals, the Pokémon PokéDex (just like the one Ash has!). Pokémon had become a household name, like Kleenex or Band-Aid. Between the games, the show, the cards, and all the adorable merchandise, all of the kids in the country (for the most part) were all Pokémon, all the time. And this is before Nintendo realized that at least 50% of these PokéFanatics would be fans for life.

Here we are, 12 years later. There's more Pokémon than ever now, they got more badass and more adorable. There are baby Pokémon now. What little girl doesn't love Pichu? He's adorable. And come on, what 11 year old boy did not think Tyranitar was the coolest Pokémon ever? We're up to the 4th generation of Pokémon in the main game series (don't forget the two remakes; FireRed/LeafGreen and the newly released HeartGold/SoulSilver). There are a ton of spin off games, 12 movies (13th on the way), and the show is up to over 450 episodes. 12 years of cash. Nintendo is brilliant. Pikachu might just be the greatest thing to come out of Nintendo since Mario (this coming from a huge Zelda fan, I admit Pikachu is cooler than Link).

What I'm saying is this; every cartoon, video game, or comic book company wishes they had thought of Pokémon. It's an incredible game (yes, it is, shut up), a fun show. There's a card game. There's a comic book (that is actually really good, and I only started reading recently). Not many other games can reach out to a demographic so large (we're talking 5/6 to mid-to-late 20's). Nothing but, well, Mario.

Call Nintendo kiddie. Call them stupid. Call the Wii garbage. Nintendo owns your soul and you know it.

I would list the reasons behind that, but half of my readers wouldn't get them. Just know that if you play video games, Nintendo owns you.

I'll cut back on the nerdiness tomorrow, I swear.

List time! In the spirit of Pokémon, I thought I'd tell you my favorites!

My Top 10 Favorite Pokémon (in no particular order):

1) Celebi

2) Charizard (duh)

3) Treeko

4) Blaziken

5) Espeon

6) Murkrow

7) Mudkip

8) Wobuffet

9) Mew

10) Umbreon (Espeon is cooler, but I loves them both)

I also love Pikachu and Shaymin, but I love the other 10 a little bit more. I really love Mudkips. And that list was incredibly hard to make. I'm such a loser.

Look, I'm a nerd. I get it. I'm done with the Pokémon posts for now.

Today's song is:
We Ate the Horse You Rode in On by Vanna

If hardcore is not your thing, then Vanna probably isn't for you. They're pretty intense.

Bells Ring Waking

The lost sedation always beckoning.

Bonus points if you already know what song that is. I'll tell you when I'm done.

So today's Tuesday, but I feel like it's Monday. But it's not a suckish day, yet (I still have to go to work tonight). Whatever, I feel really good today. For once. Or for the past week and a half. I don't know. I like being happy. I think my right ring finger has a bruise on it. Ow.

I didn't blog last week. I forgot to mention I was taking the week off for spring break. Oops. I really didn't mean to just not do anything, sort of just happened (I'll warn you next time, I swear).

Anywho, I have news! I got into SUNY Purchase, and am transferring there for the Fall 2010 semester.t Woohoo! (I really dislike Hofstra).

Other news: I'm going to finish my sketch project, Obsessed with Myself, very shortly. I'll post it when I'm done. It's just a silly project, nothing amazing. But hell if it isn't fun to do.

I forgot what I wanted to talk about today. This is bad. Whatever. I found a new subject.

Pokémon! (Shut up, I'm cool).

There comes a point where you stop caring how old you are, and just do what you find fun (if you're 30 and think it's fun to date 15 year olds, this does not apply to you). I'm at that point, and I've been there for about a year and a half now.

Ever since I was about 7, Pokémon has been a part of my life. I bought (yes, I BOUGHT) myself a GameBoy Color (with my own money) just to play Pokémon Red and Blue all those years ago. I felt so badass.

I'm 18, I still play Pokémon, and I still feel badass.

No, it's not a guilty pleasure. At all. Pokémon is a great freaking game, probably one of the most consistently good video game franchises out there to date (Legend of Zelda, Mario, and yeah, I'll say it, Kingdom Hearts, are a few others). Pokémon has never failed to make me happy and keep my occupied for (literally) hundreds of hours. You have no idea how much time I've put into these games. I still play Pokémon Crystal. Which was for the GameBoy Color. That's 2.75 console generations ago, mind you. And you know what? I still love it.

What I'm saying is there are some things you never grow out of. Pokémon is one of those things. Yes, I skipped a generation, and I regret it constantly (I really do, because Pokémon Emerald is still $35, and you can only get it used now, stupid capitalists). But I still found my way back. And with the release of Pokémon SoulSilver, I was reminded of why I stuck with the franchise all these years; these games are awesome. SoulSilver (and HeartGold, but I didn't get that, yet) are remakes of Crystal, not Silver and Gold. Crystal, the game I still play 9 years after it's release (I'm surprised the game's internal battery hasn't died yet...). So obviously I'm happy. It's fun to see how much the games have changed in about 10 years.

So yeah, I do what I love. And I'm not ashamed of it. You can laugh at me for playing Pokémon, or for carrying my Pokéwalker (the Pokéball shaped pedometer that came with SoulSilver), but you know what? I'm cooler than you. Because I can be proud enough to play a game that 7 year olds play. And I'm probably having more fun with it than they are.

List! This one is relevant to today's topic! What?

The Extent of My Pokémon Obsession:

P) My ringtone is the battle theme from Red and Blue

I) My background is usually of Pokémon

K) My text noise? Pikachu

A) I still play Pokémon cards

C) I want a salamander so I can name it Mudkip

H) I got my girlfriend to play

U) I am competitive with the game

Yeah, I love it. So what? I'm happy.

For those of you still wondering, here's today's song info:

Good Morning Night by Bad Astronaut

I love Bad Astronaut. Look them up. Please. They're not that popular, because no one knows them...