So the other day, the guy who owns Courier Cafe was in when I got to work, as he sometimes is. Traditional morning greetings ensue, him being one of the (many) people with much better name recollection ability than myself. I’m fine, he’s great, end of contact.
But after a couple steps he stops, turns around, and says (to the best of my recollection), “In fact, the only way I could be better was if I cloned myself!”
…Uh, what…?
Edit: So there actually was something else I wanted to comment on this, and I only just remembered! Well, that and I wanted to see the effect of the post as it was.
But yeah, I’m really, really hoping that the transition from “Mega Man” to “Mega Man X” series is explained in this game. The numbering system is too perfect for them not to capitalize on it, barring some new line of games starring Sigma as the protagonist. Which would be odd, to say the least…but also intriguing. I mean, they already did that with Tron Bonne, so who knows?
Oh dear it’s the 7th.
Ummm…still cruisin’ along. Still salad bar-ing. Oh! That’s right. I’m the most senior salad bar person there now, according to the new manager — and I haven’t even been there for a full year. Almost, but not quite. Sca-ree. I don’t want to be the 35-year-old guy who’s been setting up the salak bar since forever because he couldn’t figure out what to do…
Also, closing the salad bar, despite what the person who trained me said, is not easy. Seriously. Salad bar closes at 9 PM on weekdays. First night on my own, I closed everything down by myself…and finished at midnight. Second night on my own, I got out at something like 10:05 PM, but only because the manager for the night did about 75% of the work for me. So yeah. I’ll stick with getting up early and opening, thank you very much.
…Please let me not have to close ever again…
So my room feels kinda warm right now. This is due to the confluence of two factors: 1. the coming of spring, and thus the overall rising temperature, and 2. my main lamp being on. This is a floor lamp I’m talking about — tall, pretty good at the making with the light. Thing is, light tends to be pretty warm…well, outside of poetry anyhow. Y’know, like, “the cold light of morning,” or something like that. Anyhow, that got me thinking.
Light is heat. Even when the thing that is generating said heat isn’t generating light we can see – say a person’s body – it can still be detected as light, right? Warmer points show as red, colder blue…thermal imaging, I believe it’s called. So provided that makes sense…
Heat is motion. Water starts as a liquid, but turns into a gas when heated past a certain point. The atoms are moving so fast that they can’t hold together anymore, and break away from each other. Conversely, when chilled beyond another certain point, the molecules stop moving to such an extent that the water loses its fluidity, hardening into a solid state. This is true, yes? Thus, following the transitive property…
Light is motion. Of course, it has been established as a measurement of motion, in that nothing moves faster than light. But what if light is absolute motion, or rather, the physical embodiment thereof? What would that mean?
Well, first off, it would probably mean that light has no mass whatsoever. Which is why nothing can travel at the speed of light in the first place – people, planets, dust molecules: we all have mass. I’ve never heard of anyone attempting to measure the mass of light before, but I can’t really discount the possibility. Still, it seems rather unlikely to me. Light having mass would indicate that it was made of…well, something. Stuff. Particles. Matter can be converted into energy, which light also is, but it is then no longer matter, right? And if light had mass, wouldn’t that mean that electricity and heat — that all energy would have some amount of mass? I’m not so sure on this one…
Still, what if light doesn’t have mass? Well then, it means that light is motion, like I suggested before. Which might then mean that dark matter is unmotion. Absolute immobility. And also, therefore, matter — as its current name would suggest. But in what role does that leave dark matter? Since, in this hypothesis, dark matter is totally and completely immobile, might that not make it the structure of the universe? The stuff between which motion exists, between which light must travel. Though, if the universe is expanding, then how is more dark matter created? How could something come into existence without ever experiencing motion? And where does that leave nothingness, or the vacuum of space, if indeed that’s what the area between light and dark matter is…?
…But yeah, anyhow. Another glimpse into what I think about on occasion when I brush my teeth.
So I got a haircut about a week or so ago. Some may regard this as a most noteworthy incident in and of itself. However, my hair was getting into the “hang just far enough down to poke at the edges of my eyes and drive me insane” phase, so it was unavoidable.
I wasn’t exactly expecting to spend almost $500 dollars, though.
You see, there’s only one place I know for sure I can get a haircut in Champaign-Urbana — the mall. While they are rather close to my previous employer (The Store That Shall Not Be Named), they do a good job and I’d probably spend the same amount of time searching for another place as I do taking the Gold West bus line to the Red North. My tipping habits did make the haircut itself more expensive than it would be for most other people, but altogether that’s only thirty, thirty-five dollars. Spread over six months, I can handle it no problem.
It was after I’d arrived at the mall, but before getting the haircut, that I thought to myself that I’d just check in at GameStop and ask them if they had a Wii in stock. Well, truth be told…I’d thought that ever since it had become clear I needed to go to the mall, but! I thought it again at that point. Wii’s are still in high demand, and they’d been sold out at the GameStop on Green Street, Meijer’s, Wal-Mart…they’re just not found at retailers. So it was all in good fun — I’d ask, they’d say they were out, and I’d be on my merry way to cooler hair (as it applies to temperature, at any rate).
As it turned out, they had three of them. They’d had five ten minutes previously, but two had already sold by the time I’d asked. Faced with a retail price of $250 and the prospect of finally being able to play my copy of Super Smash Brothers Brawl, there was little deliberation in the matter. And of course, I’d need at least another controller, Brawl being multiplayer and all. And I’d need a change of pace from SSBB at some point, so as long as I was there, I might as well grab a couple other titles.
So there you have it, the $500 question. And if you ask me, it was worth every cent. Brawl is crazy awesome like a fox.
To the max.
So apparently, I’ve missed my scheduled posting day. Mother was kind enough to inform me of this fact when I talked with her recently, and rest assured it won’t happen again.
So long as I remember I have one of thems now, at least.
Mostly I want to talk about video games right now, but before I do, something I’d just like to put down into words. Here are the things that I view myself as being fairly proficient in: singing, playing video games (snuck in there anyway), following directions.
I have been told that I am intelligent, but I don’t really feel comfortable touting myself as such. I have been told that I write well, but it’s hard for me to believe that when I can’t stand to look at anything work on while I’m writing it, much less when it’s done. I have been told that I am creative, but lacking any initiative on my part, I don’t think I’ve done much with it.
…Yeeghh. Anyways.
Super Smash Brothers Brawl.
This is such a fun game. There’s an interesting story mode — with co-op! — final smashes (huuuuge attacks that are often instant KO’s), and perhaps most fun of all, new characters! Including Pit and Meta Knight! Both of which I find fairly easy to use and can fly. They each hold a nostalgic place in my heart, but especially Pit, as I only ever knew him from my original Game Boy game Kid Icarus. Which happens to be one of the ones I can’t find anywhere…
And actually, if I had to choose between the two, I’d go with Pit. Nostalgia aside, he has a lot of decent regular attacks with some decent smashing force behind them. I would say that having two of his B-moves be purely defensive is a bummer, except that…it’s not, really. They have valid and useful effects that I appreciate (especially Up-B — I can fly~), and the lack of offensive specials lets me focus on how best to land a hit with regular attacks and smashes. Throw in arrows with a modifiable trajectory and a multi-hit move that lasts pretty much as long as you want it to, and you have one fun character. He’s a bit on the fast side too.
Oh and Mr. Game & Watch! I finally got a chance to use him today and he was awesome! Still a lightweight, which means a good hit will send him really flying at lower damage percentages than others, but his regular attacks feel as though they’ve been vastly powered up. Which makes him a viably competetive choice, should I wind up in a situation where that would count. I just have to get used to the way he moves — it’s all jerky and kinda fast, but with out a little beep each step. Although maybe I just didn’t hear it.
Perhaps it is a good thing I don’t have a Wii, because this would have a very high chance of taking up a goooood deal of my time. Then again, I already own the game so it just…sits there. Taunting me. Which is my own fault, really. Friggin’ tournament…that I lost…and it wasn’t even a dramatic loss, just…just bad…sudden death…first round…and I’d been doing so well…
…Not that I’m bitter or anything.
Something I found interesting about these two words: the 4th, 6th, and 7th letters in both are the ones that neither of them share.
Also, pictures.
Please to be pretending that you are upside-down-like in your seeingness until I am more knowingful of image-fu.
I can’t believe I’ve spent all of “today” organizing my iTunes. And it’s still not perfect. I mean, some of the songs don’t play all the way through, or have stutters, or static-y noises. And Yes apparently doesn’t deserve the title of artist, according to my iPod.
…Frigging…imperfect material existence…
For me, it seems to function in two ways: 1. I underestimate the amount of time I’ll need to pack everything, and finish either just in time, or a bit late; 2. I forego sleep, only to find that not only is half of what I need to put in a suitcase stuff I can’t put away until I’ve used them the next day anyway, but also that I have way more room than I thought I would have.
One guess for which one it is now.
Of course, it is not uncommon for both to happen, and, “Whoa, extra space,” can very easily slide into, “Criminy, I’m brining a lot of stuff!” It’s a little aggravating to not have my pilgrimage clothes here — having nothing but undergarments and socks in one’s suitcase isn’t exactly condusive to feeling prepared. But really, it’s just me being paranoid. Although there’s that other shirt that I haven’t been able to find…
So. Pilgrimage. Really, actually happening. No foolin’. This is not a test. I would know, having taken three in the past two days.
But yeah, I don’t know what to say, or even what I’m thinking. I mean, Mom’s been on pilgrimage before, Layli’s made a prayer list, and I…am on my computer at 4:30 in the morning listening to music on my iPod. I should be doing something, like making my own list, or saying those prayers I forgot to say yesterday, or looking for those receipts that Dad called me about, or…I dunno.
I guess I feel a bit self-conscious about what all technology I’m planning on bringing. I have my iPod for sharing my They Might Be Giants tunes, and for listening to on the flights. I have my DS for something to do at x-thousand feet above sea level as well. And then my cell phone, for just in case and whatnot. Should I really be bringing stuff like that to Haifa, though? I mean, I would love to be able to serve mankind by working with video games, and I guess they’d have some residual blessing from having traveled to Haifa, but…is it sacriligeous to even have them there? That’s kind of what it feels like. Maybe that’s society talking, though.
Hmmm…I could be doing very-very last minute laundry, but I don’t want to wake anyone up. To err on the side of caution…
A lot of other thoughts I could expound on, but in the face of what’s to come, they seem fairly insignificant. Oh, except! My Japanese teacher wants to hear about the Baha’i Faith from me when I get back. Just the thought of that makes me really, incredibly nervous. I don’t know that I’ve ever really explained the Baha’i Faith to anyone with any great amount of clarity, and I can barely even explain things to myself. He wants to hear about it from me?? I feel totally underqualified. Where the “der” is what my mind does when I think about it.
…
Oh when the Skullivan walks in the moonlit night…
So let’s see. Stuff, stuff, stuff that’s been happening…
…Go-go Gadget List!
