Walking Woes

While walking home with Luke about an hour ago, the following conversations occurred --

-crossing the street-
Me: Alright, stay to my left as we cross the first half and then switch to my right for the second half.
Luke: Why?
Me: So you get run over by speeding vehicles before I do.
Luke: Oh, come on!

And, secondly, ...

Luke: ... so what was that song you used for your very first Green Vs. Yellow trailer?
Me: Born With Nothing, Die With Everything by Papa Roach.
Luke: Oh, right, right ... good song, good song ....
Me: -singing- Born with nothing, ... die with Luke's p3n!s ...
-pause-
Luke: Well, that must be one helluva large casket.
-laughing-

Yeahhh ... let these moments not rot from your mind. Tuck them away. Oh-so-very-deep-away ...

Amen, brotha.

--"Reaper"

Funeral Processions Are /Not/ My Kinda Thing

Yeah, just last night (well, two nights ago-since-midnight) I went to my dad's friend's funeral. His wife and two kids were there, not much older than I am. It was very saddening to see their father just left behind. But he fought the cancer well and lived his life out to the fullest extent and he helped others obscenely.

Not much to say, I guess. I'm just sorta still in mourning.

R.I.P. - Gary Casper

--"Reaper"

Day to Celebrate - Fantasy and Reality

F*ckin' awesome. That's all I've gotta say.

F*ckin' awesome.

Papa Roach finally released their new album, Paramour Sessions, 4 days ago. I'm totally going out tomorrow and picking that one up. I'm so unbelievably happy it's not even funny.

Well, [on another note] a few funny things happened today via guildchat on WoW today between Jade and me. Let's have a look, shall we?

Jade: Luke says hello.. for some reason or another.
Reaper: Mm, he can go f*ck himself. >>;
Jade: Now that's the attitude I like. :D
-pause-
Jade: He wants you.
Jade: To talk to you, that is.
Jade: In the ass.
Reaper: Talk to me in the ass? Wow.
Jade: It's Luke, he's fat, he can pull it off.
Jade: The tumor gives him magical power.
Reaper: xDD
Jade: Fo'shizzle.
Reaper: Fo'shizzle.

After that short conversation we encountered the following "War of the Faces", so-to-speak. Let's watch, shall we?

Jade: TO WINTERSPRING, AWAAAY! O:
Reaper: ... quite intriguing.
Jade: <--- Severely mentally retarded.
Reaper: =O
Jade: O:
Reaper: o.o!
Jade: o.O;
Reaper: :D
Jade: O:
Reaper: o.o!
Jade: O:
Reaper: :D
Jade: O:
Reaper: o.o!
Jade: O:
Reaper: :D
Jade: O:
Reaper: o.o!
Jade: O:
Reaper: o.o?
Jade: O:
Reaper: -.-
Jade: O:
Reaper: -_-'
Jade: O:
Reaper: -_-;
Jade: O:
Reaper: I should totally shoot you now.
Jade: xD
Jade: O:
Reaper: xD
Jade: I need a gun, I hate the sounds bows make..
Reaper: xD
Jade: Time to kill.. and kill.. and kill.. >>;'
Reaper: Fo'shizzle?
-pause-
Jade: Fo'shizzle.
Reaper: xD

And then the ever-classic two lines of the day ...

Jade: F*ck! Another elite!
Jade: Stop attacking meeeeeee! D:

xD And with that note I will prepare by previewing a few of the Papa Roach songs from their new album. The anticipation is killing me.

'Night, all -- godspeed.

--"Reaper"

Cancer Kills. Seriously.

As of, roughly enough, 4:30 PM yesterday evening one of my father's best friends, as well as my own, by the name of Gary passed away. It is very saddening and hard to cope with right now. We're all in a state of shock it took him so fast.

I suppose this is for more of an update rather than the facts concerning it.

Sorry, guys. I'm just not in the frame of mind to tackle the facts. It's still too hard.

Wish him to rest in peace. The timeframe for the funeral procession is still unknown.

God be with us.

--"Reaper"

R&R - Rants and Rants -- Edition 3

Rap ... is it an art? Of course it is.

Though, lately, I've been torn. I obviously respect the genre, and I don't refer to any genre of music as trash, especially not rap. It's comprised of a venting of feelings and expressions. One of my friends suggests that it's trash, the other's in love with it.

So where do I stand? In the middle? I think a quote could handle this pretty well:

"That's not true at all, I feel like I am an intelligent person and I like the song. I don't neccesarily agree with all the lyrics, but I love the instrumentals and I respect the art of the artists/rappers involved. And you know what? I respect you even though I don't agree with you and even though I'm sure this little note will make you pissed off, I respect your opinion anyway."

--taken from the "Drop It Like It's Hot" video page on YouTube

Obviously, I don't believe most of these lyrics should try to be imitated. Hell, most of the stuff in here involves gangs, guns, women, or breaking the law. Does that mean I shouldn't listen to it? Does that mean I should feel prejudice against it? Of course not. I can listen to it without imitating it. How could anyone absolutely loathe an art like this? Whether you like it or not, this genre is just like any other genre and requires the same, if not more, work then any other genres in the music business.

To anyone who absolutely loves the genre, don't go overboard with it. It's a wonderful genre, I personally listen to it, and I overly respect it. Does that mean I condone what's said? Maybe not, but it would vary on the music. Don't be ignorant and denounce the genre based on the lyrics of one song. If you would actually sit down and listen to it, maybe you'd get a different outlook on things. If you can't respect the music then don't put it down, -- just shut the hell up about it and move on.

And that concludes our third edition of Rants and Rants. Hope you enjoyed.

--"Reaper"

First Attempt at GvY Recording = Failure

Yeah.

It happened. I went there.

I tried to get Chris to co-operate in getting on XBOX Live to at least experiment what we could do for various parts of the trailer. I send him an invite and make the server, naturally. I'm even talking to him over MSN about it. But how long does it take him to join something that should probably be something he would drop everything for, seeing as how we've been trying to get it off the ground for years and if I don't get these tests out of the way we won't be doing sh*t?

10 minutes. 10 f*cking minutes.

But that wasn't all. Like hell it wasn't.

As soon as he comes he hijacks a Warthog, then a Banshee, then goes to a sniper spot and tries to shoot out my tires. So, ... I kill him. He claims he was only shooting the tires and leaves the server.

Thanks a lot, Christian. Great team effort. Go team!

Where's the love for the team?

Nowhere.

Christian took it into the woods, molested it, and shot it dead. At least that's how the story went.

So Johnny Dumbf**k here thinks it even a better idea after I tell him I'll just film the stuff myself ... "Uh..sorry? 0.o" Yeah. Exactly. The reaction I was praying all my life for. Oh, wait, no it's not ... just lost as always.

Jesus Christ, people. Can we not just get something done or will I have to abandon all of you and find some internet guys with XBOX Live and give it a shot with them?

That's right.

I'll go there.

--"Reaper"

Reaper Vs. Passwords

It turns out that somebody didn't want us on the server that Christian let us come to in the first place. After a short while, somebody placed a password on the server. The first one wasn't so hard, and I guessed "chaos" first try and got in. But now, a week after discovering the first one, it has been changed again and, the server name being "Remnants of Chaos", I guessed "remnants" but to no avail.

I have no given in to it, though.

I'll keep you posted. Peace out.

--"Reaper"