Words Might Fail Me
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OTHER QUESTIONS:
Send a third stage Guild Navigator to Kaitan to demand details from the Emperor. The spice must flow…
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I’m hoping to make a few of these, and this is the first one. This one is mostly straight forward albeit with a little trick or two. Portal position and character position are important. Good luck and have fun!
Guys, look at this delicious tamagoyaki I made! I made almost twice what is in the picture but both I and Michelle couldn’t resist eating it before I remembered I could show it to the Internet. I had to kind of wing the recipe as I lacked any mirin and my soy sauce is “lite”. I’ve also read that recipes should include some kind of vinegar, which the recipe I ended up using also disregarded. But yeah, it turned out pretty well. Now I just need some rice, seaweed, and wasabi and I’ll have recreated my preferred sushi of my childhood!
It’s double great because (if you eat it in moderation) it can be a healthy food, too. Although there is a tablespoon of sugar, that works out to less than a serving of sugar per egg used. The problem is that the final flavor is so delicious, it’s hard not to just gobble up the whole thing!
Almost missed my bus today.
I’m just chilling in the park before I start my volunteer shift at the local nature conservatory. It’s pretty much a perfect day outside; sunny but a little cool from a steady, calm breeze. There is a lot of chatter from the birds hiding in the trees near the green bench I’m sitting on. Everything is vibrantly green.
The center of the bench directly faces a particularly straight tree, vertically speaking. My first thought is about how this seems so picturesque and as I ponder the scene before me, I realize that I’m really just looking at the trunk near the ground. I look upward toward the thinner branching parts and can’t help but wonder why it feels less like the sturdy tree I first thought it to be.
I understand that by looking or acknowledging the thin area my mind probably considers it less steady from that observation, but it still seems strange. It’s almost a meditative question: is the top part of this tree less of a tree than the lower trunk? For some reason, it feels like it is. This despite the fact that were I told to sketch the most identifiable part of a tree, I’d draw the branches like a piece of broccoli. Yet somehow it just seems like its wrong to consider a tree as the reaching ranches and not the supporting truck, though the latter is perfectly okay to think about individually. Moreover, both are actually needed for the tree to live.
I’m still left wondering about the ‘tree-ness’ but I think it time I return to the conservatory to start my shift.
I got tagged in this thing by fedonhoneydew and wasn’t able to reblog it from her site for some reason, but I promised I would answer it anyway – so here it is:
- What is your favorite snack?
Right now I think the answer is watermelon. I want to lots of watermelon all the time. All. The. Time. - What is the workout you do that, right afterwards, you feel unstoppable?
Honestly, the bench press is the thing that gets me the most pumped because it where I’ve had my fastest and most entertaining(?) gains – I’ve gone from 55 to 100 in a very short amount of time and hope to pass my high school best of 115 very soon (as soon as I stop hurting my back over and over, at least). - What is your favorite color?
Blue, usually. But also white and black. Green is a very strong contender. Orange is good with any of these, but not terrific by itself and I don’t care much for it with black actually because it comes off as too Halloween. I also like yellow with green quite a bit – Earth kingdom, don’t you know? - What is your favorite thing about your body?
My brain. Suck it up, dick. - What is your favorite song?
The next one that I write and like. Could be a while. - What is your biggest motivation?
To do things I couldn’t do before. I’ve never done a lot of things that I want to do. - What television show do you watch too much of?
I think I probably watch the right amount of any show I watch. I can’t think of any that I currently overdose on. I used to watch too much 30 Rock, but then I watch all Netflix had to offer. - What is your guilty pleasure?
Bad anime and manga; although I usually actually hate it after I’ve seen it, I often watch/read way more than necessary to realize that its bad. - What’s one thing you wish you could do?
Well, I’ve already blogged the handstand press and the aerial thing. I guess kung fu – specifically Northern Shaolin style. I’ve liked Shaolin kung fu for ages, mainly due to bad kung fu flicks and, more recently, Avatar: The Last Airbender and Legend of Korra. It also just looks like a body in amazing motion and I dig that. - How do you get yourself to workout when you don’t want to?
By knowing the feeling that comes after is always one of satisfaction. I’ve never felt bad for making myself better than I was. - If you could meet any fictional character, who would you meet?
I would meet a young sky bison. Sky bison are companions for life.
For you reading pleasure, the only completed part of my attempt at Scriptfrenzy this year. School turned out to be too much of a burden. That and Skyrim. But seriously, I might come back to this later – the premise is a Supernatural parody where there is nothing supernatural going on at all but the characters think there is. Later it was going to morph to the other end of the spectrum with some all out mockery of some of the aspects of the series, like soul swapping for spare change or killing people during their monologues repeatedly because the spirits can’t die until they’ve said their piece.
Without further ado, I present ULTRANORMAL.
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EXT. SEAN’S HOUSE, AFTERNOON
A semi wide shot from a reasonable distance. The sound of running can be heard and after a moment DAN REMINGTON runs into the shot and makes an impressive leap from the ground up to the rail of the porch which he then vaults over, landing by rolling across the porch and jumping up into a ready, crouched combat stance. He moves slowly toward the front door until he is within ready reach of the doorbell, at which point he quickly jabs the button and leaps back off the porch and into the bushes directly in front of the house. SEAN REMINGTON comes to the door and opens the inner door of the house but not the screen door.
SEAN REMINGTON: Hello?
He pauses and looks around before turning back in and closing the door. Cut to black screen with white text reading “TEN MINUTES LATER”. Cut back to this scene. DAN rolls out from the bushes and jumps up into a ready crouch again. He creeps slowly up the front steps of the house and rings the door bell before running the length of the porch and jumping off the side. After landing, he backs directly against the house and waits. SEAN returns to the door and opens both this time, stepping out onto his porch partially to look around. He has a slightly furrowed brow and slightly glaring expression.
SEAN REMINGTON (already exhasperated): Hello? Anyone there?
SEAN once again turns back into his house. This time, some movement of furniture can be heard and then SEAN comes back into view through a window, which he opens. He waits there for a beat.
SEAN REMINGTON: This is stupid.
SEAN turns into his house and his footsteps can be heard as he leaves the window. Cut to black screen with white text reading “TEN MINUTES LATER”. Cut back to this scene. DAN moves directly away from the house until he is off screen before running can be heard again. DAN repeats his initial entry and jumps up into a ready crouch right in front a window and very suddenly SEAN leans out the window and grabs DAN’s coat, pulling him in with great force.
DAN REMINGTON: Mother fu–
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