Lessons.

Okay, so over the past week or so I've learned a few things. Some are more importaint than others, but anything learned is just another step towards condensing the universe into a single thought and memorizing it. The majority of these things follow.

Somewhere, I learned the core combat tatic of "Let your enemies know where you are, and then don't be there." I've always found this to be a sturdy saying that has proven itself on numerous occasions. However, I've found that it really should only be used as a backup to the first tatic of "Don't let your enemies know where you are." Stealth is a very esential key, but once you blow that you need deception. Or everyone could go for about two days of solid killing action and then get caught up in real life again and forget about battle until the last two days of break.

Next is a lesson in Mercedes-Benz engineering: A Mercedes-Benz drives with the consistency of pudding. Fast pudding, but pudding none the less. I was in the city for Thrusday so that me and my father could pick up our new automotice aquisition. We then had to drive it back home. It's kinda a crazy car...automatic/electronic everything, buttons and knobs out the wazoo, and a moonroof. But the way I mean it's pudding is that left-to-right wise, it steers somewhat like a boat (it'll only tilt if you don't turn the wheel enough, but once it does turn it's suprisingly sensitive), and yet it has quite a bit of pickup (Dad: "Wow! We're allready doing 90!" Me: "The speed limit's only 60" Dad: "85, 80, 70...")

Building a computer is easy. All you need is a case with motherboard and powersupply, then stick in a video card, sound card, and network card/modem. Then plug in the shit and you're ready to go. The tricky part to all this is if you need to...say...canabalize the three games computers in your basement because an unnamed friend managed to fry one of them so you switch parts around and find other parts around the basement to fix it, and you learn the wonders of parts, drives, power cables, video drivers, switching fans out of powersupplies so they stop smelling like burnt, putting the right ram chips in in the right order, switching cases when you realize everything you need is not going to fit, and then learning the really importaint part is to keep a window open and fan blowing because otherwise you will literally choke to death on the amount of dust that can build up inside a computer.

I now know I can cook some damn good pork chops.

If you are someone who plays RPG games, then there is an extremely high possibility that you have no life. It just seems this way to me, but this may only seem more apparent with RPG games because they can be very addicting. I know I must have put over 60 hours into playing the specialists in the entire time that I've had it, but I don't know for sure. I do know that in teh last 4 days-ish I've put 15+ hours into Samuari Legend Musashi. It's a very good game tho. I should be done with it very soon.

The mall can be a cool place. Just the other day Tim and I went to the Galleria to see Scary Movie 4 (TY4Smoking is playing there now!), and after the movie were we looking at the bunnies, then went to buy jawbreakers, then on the way back saw a whole buncha security guards surrounding an empty store front that apparently moments before had shattered somehow. (I snagged a glass shard. A token.) Then , as we began to wonder what to do next, the fire alarm in the mall went of. At least, we assumed it was. It sounded annoying and there were flashing lights, so we left. That's more cool that's come out of one trip to the mall then at least the last 5 trips.

I do look much better clean shaven.

Just think what you could learn tomarrow.

F*R*A*G:
Ah, Musashi!