Sheridan's Avowal
An open and frank declaration
Greek wisdom, good or bad
0Wisdom time!
I found a list of quotes , greek ones that don’t translate perfectly, so here goes.
Many words are poverty.
Hmm, .. next!?
A person can be as sweet as honey or as heavy as steel.
I haven’t thought of being heavy as the opposite as sweet, perhaps it means they are downer where as sweet is an upper? I am not sure I agree.
A society grows great when old men plant trees whose shade they know they shall never sit in.
Yes! Invest in future, and in the next generation, great advice.
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respect break it down
0Where does respect come from?
This is my breakdown of respect, to analyze respect breakdowns
- One needs have self respect
- One needs a respectable environment
- One needs to act respectfully
- Another needs to recognize actions
- Another needs to have respect
- Another needs to express respect
Perhaps there are more requirements. Perhaps there are more breakdowns.
logic in life
1Yes, i have lost touch with reality and reverted back into supernerddom isolation keeping myself interested with my insanity.
So i’m learning about how lua, a programming language, handles logic, its all what a computer would do, but it also can be applied to real life. If you took these sentences and turned them to lua code, then you would get specific answers every time.
Do you like coke or pepsi? coke
Is that a banana in your pocket or are you just … ? its a banana.
Do you want nothing and pizza? nothing
If Sheridan and nobody else went to dinner, who went to dinner? nobody.
If my mom or jack bauer is awesome, which one is awesome? my mom.
Indecisiveness is no more! Just rules of logic.
But don’t ask me if i want justice or mercy, because I need mercy. (Justice would logically be chosen, but sometimes things are better to defy logic)
I want to name my second born, modulo. It just sounds cool.
Modulo Jiminy Thirsk
(i have an appreciation for sharply dressed crickets)
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this probably wont help me find a wife. future wife, ignore this entire post…. or entire blog, whichever.
Where did my blog go?
0I understand why I blog a lot, and why I might not blog as much.
If you say something once, saying it again is not necessary, but if you never got a chance to say it, then that’s what a blog is for!? I think that is primarily what I used it for.
But now I have someone to talk to about everything, so bloggy blog, you got bumped to the back seat. Sorry!
Chuckle font joke
2Not much posting in here, I haven’t had clarity to think deeply on anything that i can post about here!
However, Shacknews community brought me some chuckles this afternoon so I thought I’d share.
A font walks into a bar. The bartender says “Hey, we don’t serve your type here.” and he called the Serif.
-How bold.
-He must be Italic
-this joke is very kerny.
-This is comic, sans the funny.
and one right after, perhaps not funny, perhaps more funny,
A cat walks into a bar and orders a drink. The bartender notes how ridiculous this is, because cats can not speak, nor are their thought processes complex enough to do even something as simple as ordering a drink at a bar.
The bartender wakes up and realizes it was all a dream. Grateful to be returned to a world that makes sense, he rolls over and tells his wife, but she does not share his enthusiasm.
Indeed, their 26-year marriage has begun to sour as of late. The bartender cries.
I found boredom
1I think a lot of people get bored. They might be sitting at home on their computer, telling me they are bored. But I am doing the same thing and I am not bored.
Also, maybe I am waiting in line at the store, people around me get impatient, perhaps they are bored. Again, I am not bored (music helps).
I don’t necessarily think music is the interesting part for me. My mind just functions in a way that I can entertain myself in various situations. I might look forward to something ending, or starting, but in the meantime I can usually fill my thoughts with something. Perhaps the next blog topic to write or what i’m going to set my facebook status too, hah.
However, I did find out how to get bored. Waiting for someone for an unknown period of time is BORING. If I can foresee the delay, i can brain wander, but if it could end at anymoment and action commences, I have to remain in this state of preparedness. I hate that. I need to learn not to hate that because I will almost certainly have my life intertwined to another and there will be times when our timings are not perfect and will require waiting.
Or maybe I will die alone, but not of boredom! 
hah.
Games should kill Television
0People don’t live in ‘reality’ 100% of the time. I think a game can be made for every non-reality desire. And I think it can cross over into real world too.
I love games, and I’ve been listening to a bunch of game developer conference lectures and they love games too.
One thing I like is that Jane McGonigal said she wants to kill television. Me too. It is a one way static medium. Just like radio shows died because they lacked visuals. Television too should die because it lacks interactivity. I don’t care if you want to watch pop singers compete, it should still be a game. You should still have the option to manipulate it, give your input, see output changed, even participate. Instead of watching an action show, why can’t you play one, or if you aren’t feeling particularly active, make it more automated and dictated. How about comedy? Can you make a comedy game that is intelligently written and fresh like a tv show? Some ‘funny’ games have come out, but they just insert laugh gags that will get stale, that is not what a tv comedy show is about. Can we do interactive humour? Or a comedy writer-written non-player-character? What would it be like to have a role in an episode of the office? Maybe too many people are unfunny and lack confidence and skills to participate, but I think we should try to make that a game. I run improv drama games at camp and it _can_ work. Lower expectations, have some guidance and boom, its a fun game 
I’d play it.
What about killing the telephone too. I find it hard to gab on the phone, looking at a wall, but if both parties were engaged in a common activity, or could see each other, or representations of each other, I think it works a lot better. I wish emotional feedback could be more accurately represented than emoticons! Although I hate social ‘games’ that have no meat. Its hard to do it without being unbelievably bad.
Can we kill music in its static form? It already is sorta happening with guitar hero and rock band. How else can it be made interactive. Dance games too, add new elements to music. These things if made easier could turn music into a game at all times, last.fm tracks music played, it could sort of be a game too.
What about cooking? eating even? Or running? (gdc lady suggested nike plus be a MMO)
Dating/Flirting already is a game, can we track it? Or create a system around it to make it better? easier for people to find what they want? e-dating does this, but do people consider this to be a game? There are also a lot of these elements in games, but do people consider that flirting/dating?
Where does the line between game and reality cross?
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I love games though for a few reasons
- Games connect you with people, real or imaginary. … although too many are uninspired and lifeless, but this is a problem both in real life and imaginary land.
- Games have character, they conjure up feelings or experiences otherwise impossible.
- Games have environments, new worlds, wildly changing, thoroughly detailed and immersive.
- Games have Mario, who I think I almost consider as a friend?
- Games have Megaman, who I think is just unbelieveably cool looking, arm is a gun, can slide along ground, swing a sword, adapt to new guns, upgradable parts, you can see his face and big smile. “ya!”. A sweet soundtrack, I want those things!
- Games have trackable progress, leveling up
- Games have “showtime moments” boss battles, adrenaline rushes
- Games have definitive victories, beating another player
- Games can give complete conclusion and accomplishment, beating the game
I wish I had these feelings in real life, or I wish I could conjure them in someone else. Reality or gaming-world.
I like making games.
words and ideas
0This old man, he played fifteen,
He collects bronze coins marked ‘Ich Dien’.
This tall man has thirty nine
If i play them, what will rhyme
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I wanna act ballerific like its all terrific
I wanna be put together like there’s a cap in my feather.
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yes, the last one is backwards.
So I’m in one of those non-reality phases. I don’t know if it is a meltdown or not. It depends what you think melts, and what solidifies when these phases are over.
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I love words, and ideas, mixing ideas with words, creating nonsensical ideas, contemplating truthful ideas. Normal speech, cliches, common thought, the norm, playing the game, thinking inside the box, going with the flow, are all things I fight against. Perhaps I shouldn’t always fight them. The flow isn’t always wrong, and I can’t say I am completely anti-culture, I play the game. And when I don’t, that doesn’t necessarily mean my ‘game’ is better, or truthful. As one man I am more prone to dilusion than the masses I think. But as one man with Truth on his side, and like minded thinkers fighting the fight with me, there is a better ideology than the ‘flow’ and I can find it, to some degree I have been taught it and know it already.
shoulders
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Life gets you down
but who is around
when you all you want is to cry
or even straight up die
why are there so many corners
and where are all the shoulders
maybe they are on their own
or they have never known
how to be someone for someone
or to let themself be undone
(i am not the least bit suicidal, it just rhymed)
(cry in a corner? it is slightly disjointed. oh well)
(themself should be a word, i dont like themselves)
poor me ? no.
0I tell people that i am alone a lot, and I get a lot of pity. (which i don’t accept well at all)
I think that is because most people are afraid of being alone; not me.
I go to dinner with my notebook, my Lord and my thoughts.
Sometimes I do feel empty and cold and its really hard.
Usually these feelings stem from how I am perceived. Or because the doubts of worthlessness creep in.
But I know who I am. God made me, I love me. God loves me.
Being alone isn’t that bad. It just sounds bad because people don’t usually choose it.
It is MY choice, I put myself in these situations, I moved across the country, I sit by myself
To explore depth.
To explore feelings.
To explore life,
To explore God
without all the other stuff that keeps us busy and really has no point in itself. (not to say they are bad, but they are just means to later impact)
I have done the social fake friends thing, I’ve done the real friends thing, I’ve tried some of the ‘scene’ things. And ya, part of me wishes I didn’t pull back so much. Having good company and someone genuine to have dinner with is a blessing.
But I chose all of this, I chose to go off on my own, the ole ‘find myself’ thing applies I guess except for the fact I’m not in Spain blowing thousands looking at art and riding trains.
I’m growing up, I’m challenging myself by emptying out the seen and relying on the unseen.
It just so happens that if you don’t see the unseen it looks like I am poor.
But I am not poor, I am rich.
