Our little orange cat Pumpkin has given us many interesting times for the past 6 years he's been with us. It's always cute when he plays because he doesn't do much of that anymore but we know he could be a goalie due to that stellar save he did a few years ago when a ball was tossed towards the couch.
He's not so cute at 6:20 in the morning when he wants to come into the room and complains outside my door. He's even less cute when he takes it upon himself to bite and paw me awake, or tear up the presents and clothes sitting on my chair.
Times aren't good for me when he jumps in front of my computer screen as I'm typing up blog pozostx and can't see the screen. See that? Case in point. Good Grief.
It is also very unpleasant in the winter when he and I are so static-ie that we cannot get too close to one another without being constantly shocked.
We hate when he gets really vicious over a treat or some catnip. He begs for people's dinner and will eat just about anything. He's not very "cattish" which works out well for us but goddamn it, he is smart and it's scary as all hell.
Today, the trademark low bellow of a meow was heard. I quickly opened the door to see what the matter was because that's when that meow is usually used - when something is wrong. I inquired of Papa HOchie if the door to the basement which houses the kitty litter box was closed, which it was. Papa HOchie flew downstairs to open the door but no Pumpkin could be found.
Fearing the worst, ie that Pumpkin couldn't hold his bidness, I heard Papa HOchie anxiously call out to me.
Well, Pumpkin couldn't hold his business for sure but took matters into his own little paws...
...and used the toilet.
Yes.
Our cat has learnt how to pee in the toilet without being formally trained.
He must have learnt to do so by watching us all these years or maybe the Betch is right and he has been using the internet for dirty business when I'm not around.
As I said, scary.
I've come to the conclusion that all those times when Pumpkin tried to "off" us were not actually 'accidents/catcidents'. He really was trying to kill the lot of us!
Memorable Quotes of Last Week:
Couple walking down the street, man to girl: Brenda give me a kiss...
Crazy guy on street overhearing convo.: Brenda can shove it up her ass!
Or 2 on phone to H1: You want to know what I was doing? I was killing some cats.
H1: Uh...
Monday, December 10, 2007
Saturday, December 08, 2007
Wrecked Joysticks
Oh, the goo'd times we found on CNN.com yesterday:
By Peggy Mihelich
(CNN) -- Like a first love or a first car, a first computer can hold a special place in people's hearts. For millions of kids who grew up in the 1980s, that first computer was the Commodore 64. Twenty-five years later, that first brush with computer addiction is as strong as ever.
"There was something magical about the C64," says Andreas Wallstrom of Stockholm, Sweden.
He remembers the day he first laid eyes on his machine back in 1984.
"My father brought it home together with a tape deck, a disk drive, a printer, and a couple of games...I used to sneak home during lunch to play [on it] with my friends."
Wallstrom is the webmaster and designer for C64.com, a Web site dedicated to preserving the games, demos, pictures, magazines and memories of the Commodore 64.
C64.com visitors are mostly nostalgia seekers -- men in their 30s looking to download their favorite childhood games. Emulators let them play the games without having a machine. Popular downloads include "Boulder Dash," "Ghostbusters," and "The Great Giana Sisters."
"It may have not been the most sophisticated computer, but it did have a lot of personality and it was lovable and remains loveable," said Harry McCracken, vice president and editor in chief of PC World.
Often overshadowed by the Apple II and Atari 800, the Commodore 64 rose to great heights in the 1980s. From 1982-1993, 17 million C64s were sold. The Guinness Book of World Records lists the Commodore 64 as the best-selling single computer model.
The computer featured 64 kilobits of memory (a lot for 1982), a huge index of games, a sophisticated sound chip, and a relatively parent-friendly price -- $595.
On Monday, the Computer History Museum in Mountain View, California, will celebrate the C64's 25th anniversary. Computer pioneers will reflect on the C64's achievements and contribution to the industry. Jack Tramiel, the founder and CEO of Commodore, will attend, along with Apple co-founder Steve Wozniak and William C. Lowe, father of the IBM PC.
"It was the right machine for the time," said McCracken. "The Commodore 64 did a lot to popularize computers." Sold in shopping malls and discount stores and not just small computer stores -- the norm for the time -- the C64 became many people's gateway into the world of computers, said Brian Bagnall, author of "On the edge: The spectacular rise and fall of Commodore."
"It was so new," Bagnall said. Users could play many games and also learn the programming language of computers -- BASIC.
Jim Park, 39, a software developer in Minneapolis, Minnesota, got his start on a C64 in 1984 when he was 16. Park learned to program motion-graphics synchronized to dance music and ran a BBS, an electronic bulletin board system, the precursor to the Internet. "I really lucked out that something so obscure and nerdy has turned into the modern business and pop-culture phenomenon that it has," he said.
Wallstrom said it was the simplicity of the C64 that made it so great. "You switched it on and it was there, ready for input in a second. Programming on the C64 was straightforward because you got to command the processor directly. You had full control of the whole computer...that is something you don't have with any modern PC."
Still, the C64 had an uneven reputation. It was widely considered clunky, its BASIC outdated and graphics weak in comparison to the Apple II and Atari 800, according to McCracken. And then there was the quirky floppy drive. "It was pitifully slow," Bagnall said. "It was big and noisy. It sounded like a Gatling gun when it was trying to load stuff."
The floppy drive took so long to load, the music would play before the game did, recalls Rob Kramer, artistic & business director of Productiehuis ON, a production company based in the Netherlands. "These tunes would get stuck in your head," he said.
In 2006 Kramer came up with the idea of having an orchestra play the music from the games. "We found this crazy orchestra that plays on the street. It's full of young people in music school. They are in their 20s and they'd never played a Commodore 64. For them it was like 'Wow, this is great stuff.' "
The 12-piece C64 Orchestra has played at churches, musical venues and festivals. The compositions run 4-6 minutes. The crowds are mostly fans of the C64. "They really dig it," Kramer said.
Kramer described the music as haunted. "There's a lot of tension, and it repeats itself. It takes you places where normal classical music doesn't."
The classical ensemble released a CD in Europe featuring the original computer and orchestral versions of "Delta," "Commando," Monty on the Run," "International Karate" and more. The CD will be available in the United States on January 15.
By 2007 computing standards, the Commodore 64 is a dinosaur. A relic of the past, long made obsolete by the march of time. But the C64 isn't dead. It's very much alive -- on gaming Web sites, through music and in the memories of millions who owned and loved them.
"Computer nostalgia is something that runs pretty deep these days. The memories that people have of this machine are incredible," McCracken said.
Twenty-five years ago computers were an individual experience; today they are just a commodity, he said.
"I don't think there are many computers today that we use that people will be talking about fondly 25 years from now.
The HOchieS demolished many a joystick on the freestyle 100m swimming event in "Summer Olympics" game for the Commodore 64.
Ah, the memories.
You other peeps may think that we were deprived of a childhood for nothing having an NES or SNES but don't you worry about us because we have fond memories of collecting lanters in "Bruce Lee", dangerous temples in "Montezuma's Revenge" that I could never conquer and jumping over rocks while in invisibility mode with a ninja who could not swim in "The Last Ninja". That game had an awesome soundtrack as well.
I think the Commodore 64 shaped a lot of who I am today: a lover of Bruce Lee and lanterns, an almost minor in Anthropology and a Ninja who hated swim class and now incidentally cannot swim properly.
C64 - not a bad miss.
By Peggy Mihelich
(CNN) -- Like a first love or a first car, a first computer can hold a special place in people's hearts. For millions of kids who grew up in the 1980s, that first computer was the Commodore 64. Twenty-five years later, that first brush with computer addiction is as strong as ever.
"There was something magical about the C64," says Andreas Wallstrom of Stockholm, Sweden.
He remembers the day he first laid eyes on his machine back in 1984.
"My father brought it home together with a tape deck, a disk drive, a printer, and a couple of games...I used to sneak home during lunch to play [on it] with my friends."
Wallstrom is the webmaster and designer for C64.com, a Web site dedicated to preserving the games, demos, pictures, magazines and memories of the Commodore 64.
C64.com visitors are mostly nostalgia seekers -- men in their 30s looking to download their favorite childhood games. Emulators let them play the games without having a machine. Popular downloads include "Boulder Dash," "Ghostbusters," and "The Great Giana Sisters."
"It may have not been the most sophisticated computer, but it did have a lot of personality and it was lovable and remains loveable," said Harry McCracken, vice president and editor in chief of PC World.
Often overshadowed by the Apple II and Atari 800, the Commodore 64 rose to great heights in the 1980s. From 1982-1993, 17 million C64s were sold. The Guinness Book of World Records lists the Commodore 64 as the best-selling single computer model.
The computer featured 64 kilobits of memory (a lot for 1982), a huge index of games, a sophisticated sound chip, and a relatively parent-friendly price -- $595.
On Monday, the Computer History Museum in Mountain View, California, will celebrate the C64's 25th anniversary. Computer pioneers will reflect on the C64's achievements and contribution to the industry. Jack Tramiel, the founder and CEO of Commodore, will attend, along with Apple co-founder Steve Wozniak and William C. Lowe, father of the IBM PC.
"It was the right machine for the time," said McCracken. "The Commodore 64 did a lot to popularize computers." Sold in shopping malls and discount stores and not just small computer stores -- the norm for the time -- the C64 became many people's gateway into the world of computers, said Brian Bagnall, author of "On the edge: The spectacular rise and fall of Commodore."
"It was so new," Bagnall said. Users could play many games and also learn the programming language of computers -- BASIC.
Jim Park, 39, a software developer in Minneapolis, Minnesota, got his start on a C64 in 1984 when he was 16. Park learned to program motion-graphics synchronized to dance music and ran a BBS, an electronic bulletin board system, the precursor to the Internet. "I really lucked out that something so obscure and nerdy has turned into the modern business and pop-culture phenomenon that it has," he said.
Wallstrom said it was the simplicity of the C64 that made it so great. "You switched it on and it was there, ready for input in a second. Programming on the C64 was straightforward because you got to command the processor directly. You had full control of the whole computer...that is something you don't have with any modern PC."
Still, the C64 had an uneven reputation. It was widely considered clunky, its BASIC outdated and graphics weak in comparison to the Apple II and Atari 800, according to McCracken. And then there was the quirky floppy drive. "It was pitifully slow," Bagnall said. "It was big and noisy. It sounded like a Gatling gun when it was trying to load stuff."
The floppy drive took so long to load, the music would play before the game did, recalls Rob Kramer, artistic & business director of Productiehuis ON, a production company based in the Netherlands. "These tunes would get stuck in your head," he said.
In 2006 Kramer came up with the idea of having an orchestra play the music from the games. "We found this crazy orchestra that plays on the street. It's full of young people in music school. They are in their 20s and they'd never played a Commodore 64. For them it was like 'Wow, this is great stuff.' "
The 12-piece C64 Orchestra has played at churches, musical venues and festivals. The compositions run 4-6 minutes. The crowds are mostly fans of the C64. "They really dig it," Kramer said.
Kramer described the music as haunted. "There's a lot of tension, and it repeats itself. It takes you places where normal classical music doesn't."
The classical ensemble released a CD in Europe featuring the original computer and orchestral versions of "Delta," "Commando," Monty on the Run," "International Karate" and more. The CD will be available in the United States on January 15.
By 2007 computing standards, the Commodore 64 is a dinosaur. A relic of the past, long made obsolete by the march of time. But the C64 isn't dead. It's very much alive -- on gaming Web sites, through music and in the memories of millions who owned and loved them.
"Computer nostalgia is something that runs pretty deep these days. The memories that people have of this machine are incredible," McCracken said.
Twenty-five years ago computers were an individual experience; today they are just a commodity, he said.
"I don't think there are many computers today that we use that people will be talking about fondly 25 years from now.
The HOchieS demolished many a joystick on the freestyle 100m swimming event in "Summer Olympics" game for the Commodore 64.
Ah, the memories.
You other peeps may think that we were deprived of a childhood for nothing having an NES or SNES but don't you worry about us because we have fond memories of collecting lanters in "Bruce Lee", dangerous temples in "Montezuma's Revenge" that I could never conquer and jumping over rocks while in invisibility mode with a ninja who could not swim in "The Last Ninja". That game had an awesome soundtrack as well.
I think the Commodore 64 shaped a lot of who I am today: a lover of Bruce Lee and lanterns, an almost minor in Anthropology and a Ninja who hated swim class and now incidentally cannot swim properly.
C64 - not a bad miss.
Friday, December 07, 2007
Random Things
Jack Bauer may have gone to prison for a month but I can assure you people, he's already got a plan to bust out.
I love winter save the two things about it that make me crazed. The first is that I loathe ice and the second is that I loathe static shock.
I am so static-ie, I got shocked by touching a piece of broccoli.
I love winter save the two things about it that make me crazed. The first is that I loathe ice and the second is that I loathe static shock.
I am so static-ie, I got shocked by touching a piece of broccoli.
Tuesday, December 04, 2007
Monday, December 03, 2007
Bloody Murder
A Saturday like any other normal Saturday turned sour when this shocking discovery was found:
It was a scene of gore-filled horror involving a leafy lounger and a missing Trixie.
The signs look bleak. With that amount of not yet confirmed "unidentifiable substance", we predict this could only have ended poorly.
It is an apparent senseless dispute over a red-ticketed item. The only one left in stock but at a killer price of $5.00, well...that is just be a poor and insensitive choice of wording on my part.
A suspect, Infantino, was brought in. Why do they always return to the scene of the crime?
This investigation is pending.
This dark day at the Toy Store will live in infamy.
It was a scene of gore-filled horror involving a leafy lounger and a missing Trixie.
The signs look bleak. With that amount of not yet confirmed "unidentifiable substance", we predict this could only have ended poorly.
It is an apparent senseless dispute over a red-ticketed item. The only one left in stock but at a killer price of $5.00, well...that is just be a poor and insensitive choice of wording on my part.
A suspect, Infantino, was brought in. Why do they always return to the scene of the crime?
This investigation is pending.
This dark day at the Toy Store will live in infamy.
Traumatized. Really, Really Traumatized.
**Spoilers - Naruto**
I was reading ahead in Naruto again as I do sometimes and I am saddened by what I discovered.
A few weeks ago I read that...sniff... Asuma, Sensei to Shikamaru (one of my three favourite characters and who I am in the quizzie thingie), is dead.
Then I found this bullshart picture online from the manga and I am depressed:
Today, I was reading ahead again and things just get worse and worse. I'm not sure what's going on but I fear for the safety of all the characters now. After reading this other bit of trauma, I am about ready to lay down and die myself...
Much like Kakashi might if it turns out that one of the arms that Jiraiya lost is the same one that writes the "Make Out Tactics" series.
I cannot believe he lost an arm! =(
Look at those good looking arms....
He can't summon Gamabunta...he can't do ninjitsu. He can still spy on the girls though but still! This is horrible. Utterly, horrible.
It's all fun and games until Jiraiya loses an arm, H1. In spite of your thinking that it's still fun and games when Jiraiya loses an arm.
You a cold bitch.
I was reading ahead in Naruto again as I do sometimes and I am saddened by what I discovered.
A few weeks ago I read that...sniff... Asuma, Sensei to Shikamaru (one of my three favourite characters and who I am in the quizzie thingie), is dead.
Then I found this bullshart picture online from the manga and I am depressed:
Today, I was reading ahead again and things just get worse and worse. I'm not sure what's going on but I fear for the safety of all the characters now. After reading this other bit of trauma, I am about ready to lay down and die myself...
Much like Kakashi might if it turns out that one of the arms that Jiraiya lost is the same one that writes the "Make Out Tactics" series.
I cannot believe he lost an arm! =(
Look at those good looking arms....
He can't summon Gamabunta...he can't do ninjitsu. He can still spy on the girls though but still! This is horrible. Utterly, horrible.
It's all fun and games until Jiraiya loses an arm, H1. In spite of your thinking that it's still fun and games when Jiraiya loses an arm.
You a cold bitch.
Saturday, December 01, 2007
College, Stupid Kids, Goombas and December 1st.
It's the beginning of the last month of the year. It's one of my favourite months. Work's slow ::knock on wood::, we don't really "do" much because the Christmas season comes around and there are thoughts of usually happy times, presents and the like.
Surprisingly, this has been a very eventful December 1st and we are none too pleased about a lot of it.
I sort of remember college... I remember that I was never a crammer or a procrastinator when it came to writing papers.
Papa Ho on the other hand, well! I am shocked! I'm only kidding. In Papa Ho's defense, he has a lot going on and did not get around to his research paper until last night at 8 PM after knowing he had to do it for months.
He stayed up until 2 AM this morning doing work like the slacker college kid that he is and I with him because I was typing out his handwritten work. This was followed by a 6 AM session of hurriedly trying to finish said paper for a 9 AM class. I can now say I've had a true college experience and I know why I never did it. However, being the brainiac Nerdle that Papa Ho is, he still managed to get an early good review on his paper.
This day also found The HOchieS at the mall for some Christmas perusing. I have returned very angry thanks to some no ambition little bitch of a girl who decided to lie about a lost twenty that did not belong to her. After her friend did the right thing and told me that I had dropped a twenty (which I strongly believe I had not), she yelled at him after he told her the story for 'being stupid' and came over to me to tell me she had in fact dropped the money. All this as if I had not seen what went down. She knew she was wrong and a liar and I made her feel like an ass when I smirked at her like she was the stupid fuck that she is and handed over the twenty.
She may think she got away with her dishonesty and that I'm the stupid ass that let that happen but I gave her the money knowing that when her 13 year old fucking ass goes off and gets knocked up or jailed for bigger things than a 20 dollar bill, she'll truly regret this day. That little bitch is headed for no where and that gives me satisfaction. In the meanwhile, I am very disgusted by rude, lack of ambitious people I've encountered in the past week. All you pushers, self-obsessed, unaware people walking around the street, on the the trains, in the back of an alley with your stolen $20 dollars of food, drugs, alcohol or whatever - you're going to get kicked, pushed back, screamed at and end up somewhere horrid one day.
Memorable Conversation of Yesterday:
Or 2: Did you see the Goomba I put on the blog for you, Beetchie?
Beetchie: Yes. You ass. You should leave those poor Goomba alone!
Or 2: What? They deserve it besides, I think they're having fun.
Beetchie: Would you have fun if you were kicked around?! You're so mean!
Or 2: Hey, I spin them around on their little heads THEN kick them along. Who wouldn't have fun?
Beetchie: It's so sad, you ass!
Or 2: Hmmm, I know. I guess...they're just happy and so cute walking along then the Italian (Mario) that I am like a Mafioso comes along and kicks them in the head, right?
Beetchie: Yeah! It's just like me. There I am walking along all cute in my neighbourhood then some Guido comes out of no where and attacks me.
Currently listening to: "Babyface" by U2
Surprisingly, this has been a very eventful December 1st and we are none too pleased about a lot of it.
I sort of remember college... I remember that I was never a crammer or a procrastinator when it came to writing papers.
Papa Ho on the other hand, well! I am shocked! I'm only kidding. In Papa Ho's defense, he has a lot going on and did not get around to his research paper until last night at 8 PM after knowing he had to do it for months.
He stayed up until 2 AM this morning doing work like the slacker college kid that he is and I with him because I was typing out his handwritten work. This was followed by a 6 AM session of hurriedly trying to finish said paper for a 9 AM class. I can now say I've had a true college experience and I know why I never did it. However, being the brainiac Nerdle that Papa Ho is, he still managed to get an early good review on his paper.
This day also found The HOchieS at the mall for some Christmas perusing. I have returned very angry thanks to some no ambition little bitch of a girl who decided to lie about a lost twenty that did not belong to her. After her friend did the right thing and told me that I had dropped a twenty (which I strongly believe I had not), she yelled at him after he told her the story for 'being stupid' and came over to me to tell me she had in fact dropped the money. All this as if I had not seen what went down. She knew she was wrong and a liar and I made her feel like an ass when I smirked at her like she was the stupid fuck that she is and handed over the twenty.
She may think she got away with her dishonesty and that I'm the stupid ass that let that happen but I gave her the money knowing that when her 13 year old fucking ass goes off and gets knocked up or jailed for bigger things than a 20 dollar bill, she'll truly regret this day. That little bitch is headed for no where and that gives me satisfaction. In the meanwhile, I am very disgusted by rude, lack of ambitious people I've encountered in the past week. All you pushers, self-obsessed, unaware people walking around the street, on the the trains, in the back of an alley with your stolen $20 dollars of food, drugs, alcohol or whatever - you're going to get kicked, pushed back, screamed at and end up somewhere horrid one day.
Memorable Conversation of Yesterday:
Or 2: Did you see the Goomba I put on the blog for you, Beetchie?
Beetchie: Yes. You ass. You should leave those poor Goomba alone!
Or 2: What? They deserve it besides, I think they're having fun.
Beetchie: Would you have fun if you were kicked around?! You're so mean!
Or 2: Hey, I spin them around on their little heads THEN kick them along. Who wouldn't have fun?
Beetchie: It's so sad, you ass!
Or 2: Hmmm, I know. I guess...they're just happy and so cute walking along then the Italian (Mario) that I am like a Mafioso comes along and kicks them in the head, right?
Beetchie: Yeah! It's just like me. There I am walking along all cute in my neighbourhood then some Guido comes out of no where and attacks me.
Currently listening to: "Babyface" by U2
Thursday, November 29, 2007
Fishy
For those of you who think Tilapia tastes good, to you I say, "sure, if you like the taste of dirt."
That damned dirt fish is all over the damned place these days.
Sometimes dirt hurts.
That damned dirt fish is all over the damned place these days.
Sometimes dirt hurts.
Monday, November 26, 2007
Happy Birthday Wishes To A Monkey and a Bitch
Heh Heh.
Happy Birthday, Bughie J.!!!! I hope you had great joy today and that you got a wii. Unfortunately, Amazon did not smile upon me and grant me the purchase of one at $79.00. I was so hoping to get that for you. =,(
I trust Mr. Wimplebee curled upon your head for your special day.
Happy Birthday, TD5!!!!
We missed you terribly this Thanksgiving and we miss you for your birthday. It's been five years since you've not spent it with us and well, I didn't get to toss your present at you. I guess I'll have to toss it at you with your Christmas things.
We will call you soon.
Much love to you both!
- H1 Or 2
Happy Birthday, Bughie J.!!!! I hope you had great joy today and that you got a wii. Unfortunately, Amazon did not smile upon me and grant me the purchase of one at $79.00. I was so hoping to get that for you. =,(
I trust Mr. Wimplebee curled upon your head for your special day.
Happy Birthday, TD5!!!!
We missed you terribly this Thanksgiving and we miss you for your birthday. It's been five years since you've not spent it with us and well, I didn't get to toss your present at you. I guess I'll have to toss it at you with your Christmas things.
We will call you soon.
Much love to you both!
- H1 Or 2
Sunday, November 25, 2007
Obsession(s) for Weeks: 10/16 - 11/11
Fios TV:
And the package that comes with it!
Dexter on Sundays, yes!!!
The PS3
oooo, shiny...
And Beetchie's Obsession:
With "Beautiful Katamari"
Currently listening to: "Magick" by Klaxons.
Welcome To Christmas!
Christmas mode has begun (kind of) and thus, the blog layout shall represent our favourite time of year. The one that involves presents, Kyle. Presents.
This year we're going for snowflakes or rather, Or 2 is going for the snowflake look because H1 hates her some snowbughs like nobodies' buisness.
No one snowflake looks alike, but never you mind mine does not look like a snowflake at all.
If you cannot enjoy my snowflake, then please enjoy my slightly yellow snow snowman with snowy hat that looks suspiciously like a Christmas tree.
Currently listening to: "Run, Pig, Run" by Queens of the Stone Age.
This year we're going for snowflakes or rather, Or 2 is going for the snowflake look because H1 hates her some snowbughs like nobodies' buisness.
No one snowflake looks alike, but never you mind mine does not look like a snowflake at all.
If you cannot enjoy my snowflake, then please enjoy my slightly yellow snow snowman with snowy hat that looks suspiciously like a Christmas tree.
Currently listening to: "Run, Pig, Run" by Queens of the Stone Age.
Blog Layout Memories - Thanksgiving 2007
Gobblor has released us of our 'contract' and has moved on to terrorize...uh, I mean avenge turkeys in another part of the world.
For memories of the good times, here are sample shots of the blog layout of Thanksgiving 2007, Gobblor included:
For memories of the good times, here are sample shots of the blog layout of Thanksgiving 2007, Gobblor included:
Thursday, November 22, 2007
Thanksgiving Week At The HOchieS
Thanksgiving Week has ended and the HOchieS are not sure how the time went by so quickly.
This week, we were visited by some of the HOchie favourites - Pandy, Jills, Beetchie and X.
The other favourites were unable to come this year and while TD5 may be excused, MC is not and therefore he is DTU.
Good laughs, cold dim sum, too much coca cola that took up valuable dim sum space, tales of a crazy Jewish Subway Lady and a Bacon Preaching Prophet, beer of the apple and raspberry variety, attempted killings-whiny-snoring Pumpkin and Jazzie cat moments, serial killer Dexter anxiety times, paprikash with baby halushkas, calls from TD5 at 6.26 AM and of course, Thanksgiving feast of meats and/or carbs were shared.
What did not go down was The Oxtails' first gig. Due to some technical difficulties involving a microphone, the lead singer was not being judged (by a computer) on her singing.
Money was spent on clothing without the band manager's consent.
It was a debacle.
All in all we had fun, hectic times.
Thanks for the goo'd times, Frenemies.
Quotes of the Week:
X: I have a line of fat down my leg and then it ends in this dimple! It's nasty!
(and later): Why you feeling up my leg?!
Or 2: Oh, I wasn't really. My hand got too close and sank into your dimple.
X: ::slaps Or 2::
Pandy: A Toast To Us!
Pandy: I'm sorry about the dumplings. I ate them all. I don't know what happened.
H1: Let me guess, you also get stupid over dumplings?
Beetchie: I have issues with Pandy. He ate all the dumplings!
Or 2: Uhhh...he took food out of your mouth?
Beetchie: Yeah! What's up with that? First the paprikash then the turkey soup? You can tell him I'm not happy with him. Quote me.
Or 2 (during Rock Band): Do you want to restart the song?
X: Yeah. Let's do that...
PS3/Rock Band message: if you quit now, you will lose 647 fans. Do you wish to continue?
X: ::stunned silence:: nooo, we can't lose our fans!!!!
Memorable Moment of the Week:
Beetchie crashing a 1 year old birthday party. Well done, Beetchie. Well done.
This week, we were visited by some of the HOchie favourites - Pandy, Jills, Beetchie and X.
The other favourites were unable to come this year and while TD5 may be excused, MC is not and therefore he is DTU.
Good laughs, cold dim sum, too much coca cola that took up valuable dim sum space, tales of a crazy Jewish Subway Lady and a Bacon Preaching Prophet, beer of the apple and raspberry variety, attempted killings-whiny-snoring Pumpkin and Jazzie cat moments, serial killer Dexter anxiety times, paprikash with baby halushkas, calls from TD5 at 6.26 AM and of course, Thanksgiving feast of meats and/or carbs were shared.
What did not go down was The Oxtails' first gig. Due to some technical difficulties involving a microphone, the lead singer was not being judged (by a computer) on her singing.
Money was spent on clothing without the band manager's consent.
It was a debacle.
All in all we had fun, hectic times.
Thanks for the goo'd times, Frenemies.
Quotes of the Week:
X: I have a line of fat down my leg and then it ends in this dimple! It's nasty!
(and later): Why you feeling up my leg?!
Or 2: Oh, I wasn't really. My hand got too close and sank into your dimple.
X: ::slaps Or 2::
Pandy: A Toast To Us!
Pandy: I'm sorry about the dumplings. I ate them all. I don't know what happened.
H1: Let me guess, you also get stupid over dumplings?
Beetchie: I have issues with Pandy. He ate all the dumplings!
Or 2: Uhhh...he took food out of your mouth?
Beetchie: Yeah! What's up with that? First the paprikash then the turkey soup? You can tell him I'm not happy with him. Quote me.
Or 2 (during Rock Band): Do you want to restart the song?
X: Yeah. Let's do that...
PS3/Rock Band message: if you quit now, you will lose 647 fans. Do you wish to continue?
X: ::stunned silence:: nooo, we can't lose our fans!!!!
Memorable Moment of the Week:
Beetchie crashing a 1 year old birthday party. Well done, Beetchie. Well done.
Saturday, November 17, 2007
Monday, November 12, 2007
MC's F-art
Thanksgiving is a little more than a week away.
Anticipating that his antics would be greatly missed, MC was kind enough to grace us with MC-isms that will help tie us over this year.
Although the display of his work on this blog may be completely unauthorized, we don't care too much about what he thinks but we were thoughtful enough to examine his work as he asked.
First, his "Circle of Me":
Which to me, looks more like a circle of deer, in a paintball contest, in a gddh fest while peeing on a...what is that? a fire hydrant?
Second, his "A Very Valuable Lesson That I Have Learnt In Life":
Which to H1, looks like love is a one way street that goes over the Brooklyn Bridge.
MC, you asked us to "be kind" but The HOchies only grade truthfully.
Sometimes the truth can be harsh.
The HOchieS can be kind sometimes, and sometimes not so much.
Your Grade:
F-
Memorable moments and quotes of the evening:
Before viewing your work carefully,
H1: he gets an F--
After viewing your work carefully,
H1: ...is there anything lower than an "F--"?
Lou: Yeah, a "Z".
Anticipating that his antics would be greatly missed, MC was kind enough to grace us with MC-isms that will help tie us over this year.
Although the display of his work on this blog may be completely unauthorized, we don't care too much about what he thinks but we were thoughtful enough to examine his work as he asked.
First, his "Circle of Me":
Which to me, looks more like a circle of deer, in a paintball contest, in a gddh fest while peeing on a...what is that? a fire hydrant?
Second, his "A Very Valuable Lesson That I Have Learnt In Life":
Which to H1, looks like love is a one way street that goes over the Brooklyn Bridge.
MC, you asked us to "be kind" but The HOchies only grade truthfully.
Sometimes the truth can be harsh.
The HOchieS can be kind sometimes, and sometimes not so much.
Your Grade:
F-
Memorable moments and quotes of the evening:
Before viewing your work carefully,
H1: he gets an F--
After viewing your work carefully,
H1: ...is there anything lower than an "F--"?
Lou: Yeah, a "Z".
Saturday, November 10, 2007
An Observation, Confessions and A Retraction
It's a mostly stupid observation really but a few years ago, I realised that video games have warped our little minds some.
For most genres that I've played, if there's a major muck up then your character 'dies' until you re-load your data.
After years of playing games such as these, the declarations of "I'm going to die!" or "I died!" have been so ingrained in my brain that their use have filtered into other genres as well.
For instance, I'm playing "Tetris" - is it really that I die when the blocks get stacked too high? No, really it's that I've lost or failed but "died"? A little extreme, if I do say so.
This is not something that I've noticed of myself, either. I think we've a world of gamers out there who proclaim the same. Beetchie can attest to this when the other night, she was running out of time to roll up a katamari to the allotted size and proclaimed, "I'm going to die!!!!!". The real result was that the planet Mars did not get built and the King of Cosmos didn't kill her, literally. He may have killed her spirit by calling her a "L O S E R" but otherwise, her character was breathing.
In an unrelated matter, this week a friend (or so she says!) from primary school contacted me. Now, I was about 7 or so when I knew her. And to be honest, I don't remember her that well, being that my brain is shot from work and age. Hell, I can't even remember what I ate last week Monday (notice I've a 2 week memory span)!
I do recall her somewhat though and worse, H1 says we used to be best friends. I'm not even sure it's the same person that I'm thinking of but it just hit me, that if it is, yeah, we were quite close. Sorry for being a flake childhood friend!!!! But I remember now!
Anyway, apparently she remembered me "BECAUSE you liked rock and you were the kid who wore a denim jacket with rock patches on it".
But you people see that, right?
First, I used to like rock since I was really young - the Iron Maiden and such. Which is great but that leaves me questioning what the ass happened when I went through my 3 month Sir-Mix-A-Lot phase. I was lost for a while, apparently but meh, I'm not even sure that even happened either because everyone is welcome to go through my CD collection to show that I don't have that in it. Thank you, very much, H1.
Second, OMG, I used to wear denim?! With patches on it?!
It's all a blatant lie!
Liiiiieeeeesssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss.
That's a gross fabrication if I ever did see it.
Now let me go burn the picture that says otherwise.
For most genres that I've played, if there's a major muck up then your character 'dies' until you re-load your data.
After years of playing games such as these, the declarations of "I'm going to die!" or "I died!" have been so ingrained in my brain that their use have filtered into other genres as well.
For instance, I'm playing "Tetris" - is it really that I die when the blocks get stacked too high? No, really it's that I've lost or failed but "died"? A little extreme, if I do say so.
This is not something that I've noticed of myself, either. I think we've a world of gamers out there who proclaim the same. Beetchie can attest to this when the other night, she was running out of time to roll up a katamari to the allotted size and proclaimed, "I'm going to die!!!!!". The real result was that the planet Mars did not get built and the King of Cosmos didn't kill her, literally. He may have killed her spirit by calling her a "L O S E R" but otherwise, her character was breathing.
In an unrelated matter, this week a friend (or so she says!) from primary school contacted me. Now, I was about 7 or so when I knew her. And to be honest, I don't remember her that well, being that my brain is shot from work and age. Hell, I can't even remember what I ate last week Monday (notice I've a 2 week memory span)!
I do recall her somewhat though and worse, H1 says we used to be best friends. I'm not even sure it's the same person that I'm thinking of but it just hit me, that if it is, yeah, we were quite close. Sorry for being a flake childhood friend!!!! But I remember now!
Anyway, apparently she remembered me "BECAUSE you liked rock and you were the kid who wore a denim jacket with rock patches on it".
But you people see that, right?
First, I used to like rock since I was really young - the Iron Maiden and such. Which is great but that leaves me questioning what the ass happened when I went through my 3 month Sir-Mix-A-Lot phase. I was lost for a while, apparently but meh, I'm not even sure that even happened either because everyone is welcome to go through my CD collection to show that I don't have that in it. Thank you, very much, H1.
Second, OMG, I used to wear denim?! With patches on it?!
It's all a blatant lie!
Liiiiieeeeesssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss.
That's a gross fabrication if I ever did see it.
Now let me go burn the picture that says otherwise.
Wednesday, November 07, 2007
Obsessions...Of A Beetchie?
This may have happened before The HoChieS began a blog, or maybe it just never showed up on here because we refused to talk about it in great detail. However, I think we're at that point in our lives now, where we just have to bring some truths to light. Really and truly, Beetchie already knows about our dark tale, and if she knows then there's only so much more persecution that can come our way.
It all began one night with a lack of food and a new videogame.
As we all know, when life throws you bread, ketchup, cheese, vienna sausages (and if you're 'lucky' like we were that night) and/or pepperoni and a toaster oven, you make a Ghetto Pizza.
This we did and quite happily.
It was a Saturday, with 1 or 2 HOchies breaking in a brand new game.
That game, was Katamari Damacy.
It was a fun game. There were pretty colours, a little green Prince, cats, mice, paperclips, birds, crabs, cars, people and The King of Cosmos.
There was also lots of rolling.
Rolling.
And more rolling.
For twenty minutes of my life, I rolled up a few katamari to pathetic sizes, and got yelled at by the King of Cosmos, whose fault it was the stars had fallen out of the sky to begin with.
With my balls of various collected items (cats, mice, paperclips, birds, crabs, cars, people), I put the broken universe back to some semblance of its former self - granted it was 'trash' with which I re-created the stars, things were happy for me, the little green Prince, slave to the King of Cosmos.
Then came the nausea.
I felt very ill. Was it the pepperoni? It was a week or so old.
Ignoring the possibilities of it being something else, I kept rolling my crabs along into a katamari in the hopes of creating the constellation "Cancer".
Rolling.
Rolling.
and Rolling some more.
At the twenty minute mark, I found myself flying to the bathroom to vomit. This was something I had not done in over four years or so.
I came back to my seat in the living room and handed the controller to H1. I quietly thought to myself that I really hoped it was the pepperoni but my suspicions were confirmed when H1 started feeling ill as well.
The HOchieS managed to pick up a 'nausea-inducing' fun game.
As I sit here typing this, I am feeling ill because I always feel slightly ill at the mention of the word "Katamari".
Well, two years ago our fun ended and while we are ashamed, we found out that we're not the only ones with this problem.
Two years ago saw us start a great game and end the fun in twenty minutes but that game was passed along to Beetchie who has since been hooked on it.
She's one of the lucky ones who gets to enjoy the bizarre music and the berating laid down by the King of Cosmos when the Prince rolls up a pathetic katamari. Sometimes she gets whipped but she likes it.
The fourth installment of the game came out recently, which Beetchie has been playing since yesterday. This is the real reason for the blog because she's out of control and gave me gems today. Please be warned, the following photo will shock you (and maybe even give you a little nausea without even playing the game).
Memorable Conversations from Beetchie:
I heart Katamari! I'm found a paper origami thingie of the little prince and I'm gonna print it out and put it together when I get home. So cute!
and then in an attempt to awaken me from my data entry slumber, she sent this -
::shudder::
Sometimes Beautiful Katamari, is not so beautiful...
and it likes to keed as well. Oh, the things you can roll up:
...You do this by rolling a katamari around one of several bizarre environments. Controlling the katamari simply involves moving the two sticks on the Xbox 360 controller around as if you were controlling a tank. The catch is that you can only roll up items that are relative in size to your katamari. So if you're presented with a teensy katamari, you can only roll up small things, like thumbtacks, coins, and candy pieces, until you're big enough to move on to the next tier of items. Eventually you'll be rolling up people, cars, floating cows, giant mushrooms, Ferris wheels, giant squids, clouds, Trinidad & Tobago, and Orion's Belt, among many, many, many other things.
source: www.gamespot.com
It all began one night with a lack of food and a new videogame.
As we all know, when life throws you bread, ketchup, cheese, vienna sausages (and if you're 'lucky' like we were that night) and/or pepperoni and a toaster oven, you make a Ghetto Pizza.
This we did and quite happily.
It was a Saturday, with 1 or 2 HOchies breaking in a brand new game.
That game, was Katamari Damacy.
It was a fun game. There were pretty colours, a little green Prince, cats, mice, paperclips, birds, crabs, cars, people and The King of Cosmos.
There was also lots of rolling.
Rolling.
And more rolling.
For twenty minutes of my life, I rolled up a few katamari to pathetic sizes, and got yelled at by the King of Cosmos, whose fault it was the stars had fallen out of the sky to begin with.
With my balls of various collected items (cats, mice, paperclips, birds, crabs, cars, people), I put the broken universe back to some semblance of its former self - granted it was 'trash' with which I re-created the stars, things were happy for me, the little green Prince, slave to the King of Cosmos.
Then came the nausea.
I felt very ill. Was it the pepperoni? It was a week or so old.
Ignoring the possibilities of it being something else, I kept rolling my crabs along into a katamari in the hopes of creating the constellation "Cancer".
Rolling.
Rolling.
and Rolling some more.
At the twenty minute mark, I found myself flying to the bathroom to vomit. This was something I had not done in over four years or so.
I came back to my seat in the living room and handed the controller to H1. I quietly thought to myself that I really hoped it was the pepperoni but my suspicions were confirmed when H1 started feeling ill as well.
The HOchieS managed to pick up a 'nausea-inducing' fun game.
As I sit here typing this, I am feeling ill because I always feel slightly ill at the mention of the word "Katamari".
Well, two years ago our fun ended and while we are ashamed, we found out that we're not the only ones with this problem.
Two years ago saw us start a great game and end the fun in twenty minutes but that game was passed along to Beetchie who has since been hooked on it.
She's one of the lucky ones who gets to enjoy the bizarre music and the berating laid down by the King of Cosmos when the Prince rolls up a pathetic katamari. Sometimes she gets whipped but she likes it.
The fourth installment of the game came out recently, which Beetchie has been playing since yesterday. This is the real reason for the blog because she's out of control and gave me gems today. Please be warned, the following photo will shock you (and maybe even give you a little nausea without even playing the game).
Memorable Conversations from Beetchie:
I heart Katamari! I'm found a paper origami thingie of the little prince and I'm gonna print it out and put it together when I get home. So cute!
and then in an attempt to awaken me from my data entry slumber, she sent this -
::shudder::
Sometimes Beautiful Katamari, is not so beautiful...
and it likes to keed as well. Oh, the things you can roll up:
...You do this by rolling a katamari around one of several bizarre environments. Controlling the katamari simply involves moving the two sticks on the Xbox 360 controller around as if you were controlling a tank. The catch is that you can only roll up items that are relative in size to your katamari. So if you're presented with a teensy katamari, you can only roll up small things, like thumbtacks, coins, and candy pieces, until you're big enough to move on to the next tier of items. Eventually you'll be rolling up people, cars, floating cows, giant mushrooms, Ferris wheels, giant squids, clouds, Trinidad & Tobago, and Orion's Belt, among many, many, many other things.
source: www.gamespot.com
Obsession(s) For Weeks 10/01 - 10/14
The Legend of Zelda: Phantom Hourglass
With our little KujaSeph Link!
He really is the cutest thing.
And Linebeck!
He's an ass but a loveable ass.
In Rainbows:
Indeed, I cannot wait.
Radiohead...
...turned a lot of us into "opportunists" and showed that some of us have morals (apparently I've both qualities? - a moral opportunist, if you will)! But in any event, I am ready for October 10th.
I know, I know. Those obsessions have been up for ever but really, after we finished Zelda we did not have anything to obsess over.
Ok...
I went on to Muse's website this morning for updates and it is apparent that they didn't pay their admins:
Or someone let Matt get a hold of it and he deleted the damned thing again.
Perhaps a new conspiracy theory?!
Or someone let Matt get a hold of it and he deleted the damned thing again.
Perhaps a new conspiracy theory?!
Sunday, November 04, 2007
The Deed Is Done
The PS3 has been bought.
It's a very beautiful system, but as per usual, a very easily dirtied piece of hardware that enjoys being bathed in dust, cat hair, cat drool and fingerprints.
The graphics are "wow", even when not played on HD goodness but you can see injustice being done to its capabilities. A great TV will be needed to enjoy the maximum brilliance of this thing.
Finally, the real reason for this post is that Motorstorm is surprisingly fun. It may be sick and wrong that we laugh when those excruciating, painful crashes and burning occurs but you have to see it.
Score 1 for Beetchie who got broken in her race by her character being hit in the head by her own foot, then her heel hitting the cliff side as she was falling down.
Thanks for the good times this weekend, Beetchie and H1.
There are 18 days left until the gig.
Oh and H1, I am not an amateur!
It's a very beautiful system, but as per usual, a very easily dirtied piece of hardware that enjoys being bathed in dust, cat hair, cat drool and fingerprints.
The graphics are "wow", even when not played on HD goodness but you can see injustice being done to its capabilities. A great TV will be needed to enjoy the maximum brilliance of this thing.
Finally, the real reason for this post is that Motorstorm is surprisingly fun. It may be sick and wrong that we laugh when those excruciating, painful crashes and burning occurs but you have to see it.
Score 1 for Beetchie who got broken in her race by her character being hit in the head by her own foot, then her heel hitting the cliff side as she was falling down.
Thanks for the good times this weekend, Beetchie and H1.
There are 18 days left until the gig.
Oh and H1, I am not an amateur!
The Tale of Gobblor
There's not much to tell, really, since I don't know much about him. All I know from the bits of tale heard from Bughie J is that he is a Turkey bent on revenge on all those who devour turkeys on Thanksgiving. Until such time when all have been obliterated, Gobblor will not sleep nor will he rest.
This rendition of Gobblor, featured as the star on our Thanksgiving blog layout is thanks to Bughie J., who has seen the beast in person, forever immortalizing Gobblor with a very accurate drawing, he assures me, and a few computer digitalized burning buildings to enhance the severity of the carnage Gobblor can and will bring in the future.
Please do not inquire as to where Bughie J. saw said Gobblor, as I am sure such a painful recollection would be painful for him to recollect.
I certainly did not inquire because I'm sympathetic.
Gobblor has since sent turkey-scratched etched letters on slightly burnt paper to our attention, stating that he is pleased that he is receiving "free press" on The HOchieS' blog.
I am scared of him, so I will adhere to his demands (also etched in various letters) that he will remain the 'mascot' until after Thanksgiving.
Enjoy the new blog layout of fall colours and a Thanksgiving Turkey bent on destruction, or I guarantee we will be killed - so says Demand 2 of 47.
Currently listening to: "Serial Thrilla'" by Prodigy and "10,000 Days (Wings, Part 2)" by Tool. (Please note these are not Turkey Wings)
This rendition of Gobblor, featured as the star on our Thanksgiving blog layout is thanks to Bughie J., who has seen the beast in person, forever immortalizing Gobblor with a very accurate drawing, he assures me, and a few computer digitalized burning buildings to enhance the severity of the carnage Gobblor can and will bring in the future.
Please do not inquire as to where Bughie J. saw said Gobblor, as I am sure such a painful recollection would be painful for him to recollect.
I certainly did not inquire because I'm sympathetic.
Gobblor has since sent turkey-scratched etched letters on slightly burnt paper to our attention, stating that he is pleased that he is receiving "free press" on The HOchieS' blog.
I am scared of him, so I will adhere to his demands (also etched in various letters) that he will remain the 'mascot' until after Thanksgiving.
Enjoy the new blog layout of fall colours and a Thanksgiving Turkey bent on destruction, or I guarantee we will be killed - so says Demand 2 of 47.
Currently listening to: "Serial Thrilla'" by Prodigy and "10,000 Days (Wings, Part 2)" by Tool. (Please note these are not Turkey Wings)
For The Memories
The Halloween Blog Lay out of 2007:
Currently: previewing tracks from QOTSA's Era Vulgaris.
Currently: previewing tracks from QOTSA's Era Vulgaris.
Saturday, November 03, 2007
Oh Suckage!
Hmmm. Well, I've let Matt down. As of this moment, I cannot play more than 76% of "Knights of Cydonia" on Medium mode in GHIII.
I am horrid.
Yet, I could rival Lou the Devil for more than half a minute.
Curious.
Currently watching: Beetchie trying to take down Lou The Devil. She'll rock it! But who knew the devil was such an asshole?
I am horrid.
Yet, I could rival Lou the Devil for more than half a minute.
Curious.
Currently watching: Beetchie trying to take down Lou The Devil. She'll rock it! But who knew the devil was such an asshole?
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