Welcome to my current at the moment job folks. Let's take a field trip shall we? It doesn't get any more out in the boonies than this.

From left to right. closest neighbors are about two miles away.

The respective homestead I'm watching over while said owners are gone.

The water tank required in order to provide water for drinking, washing, and any other type of water related stuff for a house.

The most reliable and simple old timey machine I've ever known.

This is what 15 cords of depleted firewood through the winter looks like. I cut that amount of wood for the house owner every year.

Here's where you get your vegtables for the year.

An in progress greenhouse, for now, storage shed. That was a monumental bitch to get off the trailer that delivered it by hand.

My respective machine, which'll be used later on this year as a guest house for a visitor coming down. Salvaged utility power poles on the side. Those are a bitch to move by hand too.

A picture of the closest nearby water source, as asked for by gatsby.

I wouldn't be surprised if those are in fact the rocky mountains visible all the way through my province and Alberta.

Camera sweep and some more far away shit.

Maybe rocky mountains for distance and size scale.

Rush hour and dust.

Rush hour and dust for distance and size scale.

My current job that I've undertaken by myself to do alone while the owners are gone. Remove 15 years worth of shit that was here when they arrived and added onto over time. All the metal and bare ground is stuff I've hauled away.

The second pile of shit I'll move once I've gone through the first. Remove top layers, rip apart the stuff frozen to the ground, scrape the small shit away.

The space where I'm disposing of the monumental pile of shit. Taken just before I started working today at 1:30.

What I accomplished at the end of today after calling it quits at 6:30. Visible progress. Nothing like it folks.

For Jive Turkey. The best way to exercise your arms. Use this all day to cut down your firewood for the winter.

Secondary project I've started for the owners while they're gone.



And for any of you that went through a tour of the boonies with me.


My friend and pal to accompany me on my vacation. Cheers.

I just discovered a dark patch under my vehicle. Upon inspection I've discovered that somewhere as of yet undisclosed, there is a leak regarding my power steering fluid.

I called it. Knew something was off with my ride.

Sometime soon I shall commence disection of sections to the engine to find and replace the broken parts.

It's like being a surgeon except with metal. Okay flood. Let's gamble.

How much do you bet it's going to cost me in total? Place your bets.

For instance. I booted up my old xbox tonight and started playing through Republic Commando. And I noticed that scorch;



Sounds identical to Kaiden Alenko.



And I was right. They're both voiced by Raphael Sbarge.

Discuss that feeling when two game characters you know by voice suddenly grow inseperable. I will now, forever see Kaiden as Scorch and vice versa.

I'm going to be house sitting somebody's place for a few weeks. A wee little farm out in the middle of nowhere. I'll have the place all to myself. Total silence, total peace, and glorious total islolation.

And I ain't even sure on how long the owners will be gone. I might be there for a month even. There's a hell of a lot of work to do out there as well. Feels good.

I'll see if I can catch some nice pictures of early spring for you folks.

Cheers.

Something on your mind? Feel like talking but don't really have anywhere to say it? I'll listen. I'm an open book when it comes to subjects. Talk about whatever you feel like and I'll see if I can talk back.

What's on your head tonight folks?

Say what you will of Souls II. I'm glad I can still have so much fun in it.

Specifically, I cannot understate my love of the Zweihander. It doesn't have the best scaling, and it doesn't do the most damage out of all the greatswords. But that terrific moveset I swear. Three stories, all in the iron keep as I placed my red soap down.

1. Summoned to a three man gank squad. Immidately run and dodge all spells and press further into the keep. All three go after me. I slow down. All three catch up to me right near the bridge. And just as they came in striking range, I dead angle turned on them. All three were stun fucked because stone ring+zwei=fun. The host was hit with an arrow from the archers, staggered, and then knocked into the lava by me.

2.Three man gank squad. Same thing except the host despawned all the enemies. Except for one. Across the bridge, jump across the lava onto the building where you get the ember for the blacksmith. All three followed me into the room with the red phantom knight on new game.

The knight stunfucked them and split them, boxing them in. My red tearstone ring activated and I proceeded to wreck the entire room of three gankers because the knight blocked the doorway.

3. Two man gank squad. Ran below onto the platform with the red phantom captain on new game. Climbed the ladder and sat up there with the archer. The host and phantom come over and tried to take potshots at me without going up the ladder.

As they focused on the archer, and started backing off, with my red tearstone ring active again, I did a run jump off the edge and a plunge attack.

Hit a solid 800 damage on the co-op phantom and killed him outright and caught the host which left him in critcal health. Another swing and he staggered when he kept his shield up, leaving me not to riposte him, but use the zwei's golf club attack to send him into the lava.

I love the sword so much that just for the hell of it I'm going to track down the neccessary stuff to make a giant dad imitation.

Discuss your favorite weapons and your favorite moments with them.

You know what fascinates me? People on the internet. Or more specifically, what they do, and why they take such stances. And maybe, why my stances seem to be different from my own eyes.

A fine example and point of reference I'll use are the threads stuffed into this one. http://sep7agon.net/index.php?topic=34638.0

So for starters. People's belief, in "not taking the internet seriously." Why? Because they've been bullshitted, of course. They've run into people who've pulled their strings, or seen people have their strings pulled by jokers. Buttons pushed by assholes with the intent of getting a rise. Desensitized and disbelief.

It relates to what I was talking to longface about in that very thread. About the responsibility a writer holds. They hold a greater potential to sway and create things. Whether positive or negative. But the truth is this. The title of "writer" is a falsehood. Everybody writes. The internet has opened up people, to writing.

The only real difference that the title of "writer" means, is one's ability and apptitude to write and convey. As such, the internet has a folly that nobody sees.

People write. And they do so irresponsibly. They abuse their ability to write and create. Why? Human nature. Just like you'd bump into people out in every day life, whose sole purpose can be to ruin somebody's day.

As such, I ask again?

Why?

What does one get out of being an asshole? And I mean, not jokingly, in person or the internet. I mean getting a raise out of someone. Putting them down.

What does one get?

A boost of self esteem. A reassurance to their ego and their insecurities.

That raise, is artificial. Putting somebody down, makes them temporarily feel superior. Above other people.

What else, do we know, creates an artificial sense of self worth and superiority? Money.

But hold on. Not, explicitly money. Money creates short lived bursts of happiness. Because let's face it. Having what you want is fun. As such, that happiness, that people often claim is false or hollow, is very real.

However. The sense of being elite. Being wealthy. Having things that others do not. It creates the very same sense and boost that an asshole gets when they purposefully put somebody down. And yet it's artificial. Temporary, and fake.

Go up to a rich person, one who considers themselves elite, above others because of their possessions, and shoot them in the head. They die. Do the same, to a guy on the street, he dies.

So what is that boost? That little rise of esteem?

Conformity.

People, are wonderful at constructing barriers, literally, and metaphorically.

Picture a house. It's yours. The inside of the house protects you. You can make it your own special environment. It could be nice and inviting, and you could say, that you house was tropical inside, while it was raining and cold outside.

You could even say, that you house was your world. You could live inside for the rest of your life and never leave.

But that would be denying reality. What's outside your house is still outside your house. Cold and rain. You've simply just picked your perception of things and pulled a bit of a blind over your eyes.

You've made your conformity. Your artificial rise from reality.

And anything breaching that, is a threat. As such, people being different, from one another, is often looked down upon. Because people love to lie to themselves about reality. Society. It's a false construct. Trends and likes and dislikes and fashion. Money and wealth and possession.

Fake security. Fake reassurance.

So, I circle back to my starting point. Why do I look at things differently? Why do I take things, more seriously and heavy hearted than others? Because I'm a writer. I know what writing can do. And if you don't believe me, look at how much power writing holds.

The bible. The koran. The second amendment.

People have fought, and died for those words. They've followed those words to sheer stupidity and beyond.

I take things a little more seriously because, I understand what writing can do to people.

And all of you, who claim, "don't take it seriously."

You've essentially gone up to the internet, and ignored what you are capable of doing. The very worst parts of people emerged because of the lack of barriers. The lack of repurcussions.

One, singular asshole abused what he could do. And it started a chain reaction.

And now it's either assholes, disbelievers, and touchy feely faggots like myself.

In which case I have to laugh. When I bring up, anecdotal experiences from my life to make a point in something, most people disregard it. They don't believe it. They don't believe what I'm saying because they've conformed to the internet, and its habits.

The very wonderful cultivation of asshats, and people lying and trying to get a raise out of one another.

A big, enormous, viscous circle, of artificial worth, and artificial conformity. When the reality is, nobody is above one another.

And, at the end of the day, every last one of us dies.

So?

What do you do with that?

Pick what you like. Pick what suits you. Take the best out of society and what part of it agrees to you. And cut all the bullshit out as best you can. But, show a little decency. A little bit of responsibility to your actions and what you might create.

TL:DR?

Go fuck yourself. One night of clarity and I've had to hurry and write this down before I forget it. And felt like sharing it. Learn some culture and read sometime.

It might do you some good. Goodnight you fegs.

Word and gossip around the main coffee table this morning was about an old classmate of mine. Apparently, he's taken to a life of hardcore, very intelligent crime.

Saying he wants to test drive a vehicle before buying it, or saying that he'll pay for it, and then driving away with it and never coming back.

Some pissed off farmer posted that he got his truck stolen that way by him which sparked a bunch of other people to post as well.

And apparently, the police found the stolen truck with a note left in it after he ditched it because he suddenly got a reputation.

My town folks. MY. FUCKING. TOWN.

Do any of you have people or classmates like this?

Now, say what you will about the series itself for good or bad. I'd like to take some time to point out a well done character in terms of concept, and acting. And that is,


Half Face Man, as the only title he is known by.

Spoiler Warning from this point on

HFM is a cyborg, or more specifically, originated as a clockwork machine android. Started out as a fully automated machine. The starship this particular machine was aboard time traveled and crash landed on ancient earth. These machines, running on basic protocols, began to break down over time and turned to organic parts to repair and sustain themselves.

Over the millennia following the extinction of the Dinosaurs and the emergance of humanity, HFM, at some point began to change. With the continous addition of Human parts added to himself, his basic programing began to alter.

The clockwork android is an intelligent, learning program. Through repeated exposure to human beings, and the addition of their parts to sustain itself, HFM began to develop a distinct personality and a new directive. Seek the promised land.

The promised land, for lack of any other term is essentially the afterlife. The machine is not aware of what the afterlife is, or even that it exists beyond "death." So pursues the promised land aimlessly while self sustaining itself with human parts.

What makes me appreciate this character so much is the subtle nature of him. At an earlier point in the episode, a dinosaur that is caught and dragged along with the doctors time machine is killed by the HFM and harvested for parts, which is discussed later in the episode and then reveals that this machine has existed for a very, very long time.

Essentially, this machine appears as a villian because it kills in order to sustain itself. But only because it follows its prime directive. That table is immidiately flipped when the machine displays anger, and visible distress when he mentions the dinosaur he killed.

"I killed that beautiful creature for an ounce of optic nerve!"

And later on when the doctor asks how the view is, HFM states that it is beautiful when lookind down upon the city of london.

The machine displays visible regret, and visible anger and stress which hints at an evolution beyond his origins, and yet he is still bound by his core basic programming which is to survive and continue. Eventually through talks with the Doctor, and a conversation that leaves the viewer wondering on if the machine is capable of lying as well, we're left a vauge end to the machine's death, either through being talked sense to by the doctor and committing suicide and self termination, or being pushed by the doctor as the machine resisted being shut down.

And finally, the machine reaches the promised land, which means the humanity it acquired was enough to count beyond his origins as a simple automated construct.


In Summarry:

What I enjoy so much about this character is that he touches upon something not often touched upon in media, games, TV shows, or movies. A lot of media out there only ever portrays the aggressive side of self aware machines, or machines that inherently started out as being programmed for "good."

HFM is a blurred line between what you could consider good, and bad. Caught in the binding contract of programming but beginning to become self aware and defined with visible sense of morals and feelings.

And what shines is the particular actors performance. Stiff, slow, robotic movements but very subtle movements of the head and eyes to communicate confusion, thinking, realization, and anger.

Regardless of your take on the show itself, I think it's important to appreciate good characters and concepts. And HFM is a particular character that stands out to me because of how complicated he is under the simplistic surface of an artificial intelligence out to kill.

So. Thanks for reading.

Talk about characters that stand out to you or you have an appreciation for if you want.

For starters, I think it's time that I do something useful with this experience. Explain it.  Or at least, share what I've learned since I've spent so much time conversing with the respective doctor who's been overseeing my treatment. I think it's important that I share this, even if some people here are already well aware of things.

So, here we go.

What is Chemotherapy?

Administration and Side Effects

Two types of tumors or cancers


My Personal Experience

Summary

Some stupid customers came in with a 5Ib black box and went into our dining section at work and sealed themselves in there. Which of course, the damn thing must have been a bomb of some kind which exploded and did a lot of damage to the property and tables.

And then they came out covered in soot and smoke and they had the gall to charge me for it.

Why are people fucking assholes.

It's 12 o'clock sharp as I write this. I have planted my ass firmly down into my downstairs office chair and there it will remain until sunrise. So how about we strike up some conversation.

I'll have you know that I'm already at the end of my rope for the day. By the hour sleep deprivation will essentially make me drunk.

Edit: SInce Meta the Minty Smoking Cunt's timezones are fucking kooked this thread now applies to anybody. Discuss what you want with me.

Trust me. When I'm sleep deprived I'm practically drunk. We can go anywhere.

Play Arts Kai is doing some shit and shit accessories.

http://www.slashfilm.com/badass-star-wars-figures-square-enix/

I figure I'd like to bring to light a very small portion of TF2's community, and that is the surfing community. Surfing started a few years back in TF2 when some fans who knew a little bit about the game's physics started making maps.

And that was, when you jumped on a slanted edge, you slid downwards. But you could actually still control how you moved and not actually slide off the ledge and onto normal ground.

Surfing uses an understanding of TF2's movement mechanics to create obstacle courses and sort of race track ish maps.

If left on a continous ledge, or a downward slope, players could gain incredible speed. The more speed they had, the less control they had to make on the fly insane adjustments. A small twitch on the mouse or controller stick could send you in any direction.

Some players, like the one above, have taken surfing to almost proffessional levels.

Figure'd I'd share.

【上海＝勝俣智子】フィギュアスケートの世界選手権は２９日、中国・上海で上位選手らによるエキシビションが行われ、男子２位の羽生結弦（ＡＮＡ）、女子２位の宮原知子（大阪・関大高）らが華麗な演技を披露した。

　演技前に取材に応じた羽生は、日本勢初となる連覇を逃したが「失敗しないと気付けないこともある」と前向きにとらえた。「追う立場なので、来季が楽しみ」と語り、演技後半に４回転ジャンプを組み込むなど、けがの影響などで今季は見送った高難度のプログラムに挑戦する考えを示した。
初出場で銀メダルに輝いた宮原は「３年後の平昌ピョンチャン五輪に向けていいスタートが切れた。このまま頑張る」と決意を新たにした。