I thought this was pretty neat – sums up the sentimentality that so many of us share about video games quite nicely! 😉
Writing something else…
I’ve been supposed to be working on another project for the last couple of days, but I’ve just been really stalled out and no amount of staring blankly at the screen and trying to avoid Internet distractions has been able to help get me back on track, so instead I thought I’d try something a little different.
I realized that I haven’t blogged here in about a week, so here are a few random brain drippings with the hope that their departure from my head will somehow lubricate my creative process into doing what it’s supposed to do once more… 🙄
Birthday #34
Birthdays just aren’t as fun and exciting when you’re in your 30’s as they were in the past. I guess it’s probably best that I have child now so that I can funnel that annual excitement into his celebrations. Would you believe that his half-birthday is coming up at the end of this month?! I sure as hell can’t!Too Much Pizza
Is it even possible to eat too much? I think it might be because I found myself kind of grossed out by it the other day. Granted, it was one of those ready-made Little Caesars pizzas that kind of taste like plastic anyways … for some reason I have a memory in my head of them previously tasting a lot better than they do today, although granted that may be partially influenced by the number of birthday parties that I used to attend at our local Little Caesars…which is gone now. I think there’s a Walgreens in that building or something? You really can never go home…
Every. Simpsons. Ever.
Apparently FXX’s 552-episode marathon of The Simpsons ended tonight. I watched it for a little while here and there … I wish I could’ve binged and watched as much as possible, but that writing thing mentioned above kind of preceded sitting on the couch and watching cartoons for 12 days straight!A Very Merry Disney Christmas
I’m really looking forward to the holiday season this year because December is going to be filled with lots of company for us, which we typically don’t have because we don’t like to travel in the wintertime and most people have their own goings-on back home for Christmas. But this year will be cool because my sister & co are coming down the week before … and we’re trying to work out the details to spend it over at Disney World … and then as soon as she’s out, at least one of my cousins will be here for the next week, which will also be super cool because since I moved away I’ve really only ever seen them for weddings and funerals…New Timeshare Owners!
Another exciting thing that seemed to take all summer was that Sara & I bought into the Disney Vacation Club, which is Disney’s timeshare program, and we’re really excited about that. A big part of the purchase was funded by some money that I inherited from my grandparents after my Grandpa died in January … I knew that I wanted to use it in a way that I could remember them both for years to come, and so 28 years of vacations over at Disney seemed like a pretty good investment once we finally found a DVC resale that fit the bill!We’re hoping to be able to use our new points for the previously mentioned Christmas Disney trip, though we haven’t gotten our membership cards yet and I hear that reservations in December are pretty hard to come by. I’m very curious to see firsthand how easy reservations in general are to book, both during peak times like Christmas as well as just random weekends on short notice, because that’s going to greatly impact how we use our membership in the years to come.
Food / Diet / Bleh…
I don’t want to talk about this one.No, seriously – the past couple of weeks have been very much a rut in multiple ways, but tonight was a little better food-wise, so maybe that will be a turning point? I know that Sara’s really frustrated herself lately, so I’m hoping that maybe if we’re both on the same page at the same time, that’ll help us both start to move in the right direction just a bit.
Plus, both our fridge and pantry desperately need a good cleaning out, so I think that might happen this week in support of these efforts.
I guess it’s bedtime now.
So much for getting back into the groove tonight! I guess we’ll just have to see where we stand tomorrow and then go from there, but I’m also trying to somewhat get my sleep schedule less ridiculous so I’m trying not to let myself stay up writing (or not writing) all night anymore.I’ve never really been a scheduling person, but it would probably do me a lot of good. 😛
Drop the Ice Bucket Negativity
I’m the last person you’ll see standing in line to film myself dumping a bucket of ice water over my head, but it’s hard to sit on the sidelines and look down at all of these people when the result is having raised over $50 million for ALS in just a couple of months!
Yet a lot of people … well, some people – definitely not as many as those participating in the challenge … feel the need to do that sideline jeering about how you shouldn’t need peer pressure to donate to charity or you could just send them money without making a spectacle. The critique of some videos making it seem like they’re dumping buckets over their heads to avoid making a donation is another common one, and to that I can only say … WHO CARES???
I don’t think that the people who make this critique understand the concept of viral momentum, or even how fundraising is supposed to work.
See, I could pull out my checkbook and write a donation to ALS for $100 right now – no big deal.
But nobody else knows that I did it, and that’s not to say from a bragging standpoint, but more from an influential standpoint.
If nobody knows that I did it, then nobody has the opportunity to say, “Hey, Scott gave $100 to ALS. That’s a good idea – I think I’ll do it, too!“
You’re being short-sighted if you think that all of these videos are just about seeking fame and attention because what each and every one of these videos does, even if those in the video don’t personally donate afterwards, is that they help to spread the message just a little further. And that’s powerful.
Because think about it – until this summer, when was the last time that ALS even crossed your mind? Did you even realize that ALS is Lou Gehrig’s Disease, or were you like me and had to discretely look it up when all of these videos started to flood your Facebook feed?!
The data speaks for itself because according to the ALS Association’s latest press release, in the last two months alone they’ve attracted 1.3 million NEW donors and raised $67.7 million MORE than they did during the same period last year.
So seriously, who cares if your cousins post a video of them dumping water on their heads without any intentions of making a donation, or if President Obama “only gave $100” when you think that he should’ve given more. This goofy, little viral charity gimmick has been a monumental success this summer, and everyone from movie stars to politicians to athletes to CEOs to your obnoxious, little cousins are all helping to spread the word around the Internet that has gotten more donations for this terrible disease than ever before!
It’s a great thing, so stop being such a sourpuss about it and just be amazed! Unlike the next stupid cat video or political scandal, this one is actually doing a lot of good, so can’t we just enjoy that without trying to poke holes in the bucket?
Troubled Teen Talk, Revisited
I watched this documentary on Showtime the other night – I actually watched part of it again this evening because I had missed the beginning the first time, and it was so disturbing that I can’t go to bed without airing some thoughts.
Apparently I actually wrote about this same topic a couple of years ago after coming across a single story about survivors of these kinds of camps, but the video … seeing these people in the flesh, and the brainwashing, and the psychological abuse that these kids are put through … I don’t even know.
I don’t know – being a parent now myself – how someone in the role of guardian of a child could ever take such drastic of measures to control their teenage menace. I just can’t imagine, and Sara and I talked about some of it last night … wondering if our son will struggle with drugs or alcohol or sex, and what we can do to prevent it, and how we might react and work through the issues if we can’t…
BUT I WILL NEVER PAY SOMEONE TO SHOW UP IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT TO SHUTTLE HIM AWAY TO GET FIXED.
Even writing that sentence makes me feel like I’m writing a work of fiction because it just seems unfathomable to me that such a concept could even exist here in the real world by people who aren’t already involved in organized crime.
Want another one that’s probably going to give me nightmares once I finally do go to bed tonight???
Here’s another documentary – this one is apparently of the transport people who are hired by these parents to come escort their kids to these camps. It’s an entire sub-industry on its own, too – Google “troubled teen transport service” and there’s a number of companies that specialize in kidnapping children in the middle of the night … except that it’s totally legal because until you’re 18, your parents can pretty much do whatever the fuck they want with you.
How these people are able to sleep at night after doing over 2,500 “cases” … and by “doing cases,” they mean “kidnapping children” … I just don’t even know how to process that.
The idea that a teenager could be walked kicking and screaming through a major metropolitan airport, and nobody would stop them – police, airport security, airline attendants, the TSA – because the escorts are also carrying a piece of paper signed by the parents authorizing the whole charade … it just sickens me.
Think about it – if you were walking through the airport and heard a kid screaming that they were being kidnapped, wouldn’t you try to do something to help???
It’s terrifying to see so much information come out about this – that it’s a $2 billion industry and that thousands of these facilities exist all over the world … and not just in foreign countries, but also right here in the proud US of A.
Who knows – maybe in some cases, a few of the flags on that map aren’t representative of what is shown in Kidnapped for Christ and maybe they’re able to do some real good, but I just refuse to believe that any good whatsoever can come from stealing your child away in the middle of the night – with the exception of violence that requires calling the police. We have a system in place for these types of things … in extreme emergencies … but coming out to your parents as being gay, or having anxiety issues or some other medical condition that your parents don’t know how to deal with … this is just unacceptable.
As if the picture wasn’t bad enough, here are a couple of kids who died at the hands of these people…
- This 17 year-old girl jumped out a second story window after being kidnapped and taken away to a school in Jamaica.
- This 14 year-old with Asperger’s was put in isolation after repeated complaints of stomach pains, and then found dead from a twisted bowel the next morning.
What’s shocking to me more than anything else is reading the parents’ reactions after their kids come out of these programs and how they seem to show no sense of responsibility for their actions whatsoever. In both cases above, the parents were shocked and feel like the camps didn’t take adequate care of their kids … after they had committed them to be taken away themselves, mind you.
And even the parents of the one of the three teens in the movie – it’s reported that they threatened to sue the filmmaker if the film came out, presumably because it makes them look like bad parents (which they are), and even in the Reddit AMA that the kid (now adult) did recently, he mentions that his parents don’t like to talk about it and get angry and dismissive when the topic is brought up.
I’m pretty sure when you sentence one of your own to be subjected to abuse by strangers in another country, you waive your rights to feeling embarrassed about it pretty much for the rest of your life.
Then again, in the documentary he also quotes his mother as saying, “I could never love a gay son…” when he came out to her.
These types of people don’t deserve to be parents.
Give them up for adoption, wards of the state, or whatever, but this is just plain ABUSE – and anyone who thinks that it’s ok because it’s being done in the name of God doesn’t deserve to be around children ever again, either.
Some teenagers act out in really bad ways. Most teenagers act out in one way or another – that’s part of what growing up is all about. But far before that, when they’re just old enough to run around the playground while the supervising adult may be looking the other way, we teach them never to talk to strangers and to scream really loud if anyone ever tries to coax them into their car.
We tell kids to only go with adults who they know and trust, but what do we do when apparently it’s their own parents who they can no longer trust???
This is just wrong, and something needs to change. Now.
Here are some places you can go for more information and ways you can help:
- /r/troubledteens on Reddit
- Tales from the Black School
- Tell your Congressman to support The Stop Child Abuse in Residential Programs for Teens Act of 2014
If this industry isn’t the poster child for the need of government regulation, I’m not sure I want to call myself an American anymore.
I can’t kill off Cleo Fish…
I used to be such a fish tank guy!
I can’t even remember a time when I didn’t have at least one tank either in my bedroom or somewhere in my apartment when I moved out. I’ve always loved fish, but for some reason in the last couple of years my discipline for maintaining them has significantly faded.
Case in point – I haven’t fed my fish by hand in … two years? … because after buying one of those automatic fish feeders for going on vacation, I came back and said, “Why spoil a good thing?!” and just let the robot take over what I as the responsible pet owner was supposed to be doing all of that time!
Hey, in my defense, my care had started slacking at that point anyways, so at least the robot would remember to feed them every single day!
But that said, I’ve been seriously thinking about getting rid of the tank in my office – it’s all green and nasty, and most of the fish that were in it are now dead, and when I’m too lazy to keep it filled, the filter starts to get really obnoxious once enough of the water has evaporated from it.
It’s not just me – Sara’s tank has been sitting out in the garage since we moved into this house and that was two years ago! We actually talked about turning her tank into a Lego fish tank with blue bricks on the bottom for water and various fish swimming all about. That technically never happened, either, but it would’ve been a neat idea.
The problem is, I enjoy fish in passing, but I have no desire or discipline or time to actually do the upkeep required to not have a green and nasty fish tank sitting in the room. And that’s sad because it really shouldn’t take much – I’ve got a super nice filter that should rarely need changing if everything is maintained right, and with the auto-feeder on food duty, really the only thing left is to occasionally scrape algae off the sides and dump five gallons of fresh water to replace whatever has evaporated from it every couple of weeks.
…both of the latter of which, I do not do.
So earlier today, I was finally ready to just pull the plug. Sara even asked me about it a day or two ago if it was time to just admit that we weren’t fish people anymore, so when I was sitting here trying to write and the incessant sound of water dumping out of the filtration pipe because the water level is down 6″ in the tank had pushed me to my last nerve, I got up and instead of grabbing the bucket to get more water, I just flipped the power switch to turn everything off.
Mind you, there’s still an algae eater in there somewhere … I actually think that he’s the only one left because the other two died recently … and we saw him enjoying their remains at his leisure. But I honestly didn’t really think much of it, that is until Cleo came running into my office a little while ago, stopped dead in her tracks, and made a bee-line for the darkened fish tank where it was pretty clear that she knew something was up…
For some strange reason, Cleo has always liked my fish – I guess when we adopted her, she became a fish person, too – but she would always come in and put her nose up to the glass, and I eventually put a little storage box there for her to step on so that she could see better into the tank. She didn’t really care for the other ones, but that algae eater for some reason … we ended up nicknaming him Cleo Fish just because she would get so excited when he was out and about, and so mad when he was hiding in his cave and she couldn’t see him!
I guess the TL/DR of this blog post is … I need to become a better fish tank owner because I’ll never hear the end of it from the dog if I euthanize that one stupid fish. 😕
Giving Verizon FiOS Credit Where Credit Is Due…
Admittedly I’ve had a lot of frustrations with Verizon lately regarding on demand services, direct marketing, and general bill creep, but this is still notable from a tech geek’s perspective.
I got an email from them a couple of days ago asking if I wanted to join their new rewards program! It sounded kinda stupid and I have no desire to interact with Verizon other than getting my TV & Internet services and paying for my TV & Internet services, but I ended up filling out the form anyways because of a little note at the bottom suggesting that random members would be selected for a free speed upgrade to make one’s upload speed match their download speed!
Alrighty then!!!
So my old speed was 50/25, which seemed fine enough for what we use on a daily basis, but here’s the new test:
For comparison’s sake, here are a few previous tests that I’ve gotten through FiOS over the years…
That last one was from the last house we were renting that admittedly had shitty wiring, and I think it was a 25/25 package anyways, which then got upgraded to 50/25 when we moved due to a stupid issue with how Verizon handles moving.
There’s still part of me that’s tempted to pay the extra couple of bucks to bump it up to a whopping 75/75, although with my current agreement just expiring and them being pretty stingy on what promotional offers renewals vs. new customers can get, I might just have to sit and enjoy 50/50 here for a while.
Still, not bad… 8)
The Good Stuff
Here’s another great Robin Williams scene from Good Will Hunting – probably one of my favorites.
What a way to talk about love, and having loved, and real intimacy, and what regret actually means in the grand scheme of things… 😉
Some thoughts on suicide and Robin Williams’ passing…
Suicide isn’t funny, but we sure do seem to lose an awful lot of funny people to it, don’t we?
Looking back at my own life, I’ve known too many people who’ve tried to commit suicide … granted, of course, that even one is too many.
Some of them succeeded, some of them failed, and I don’t think any of them you ever would’ve guessed from the surface that things had gotten that bad in their own heads. Which is a terrifying consideration when I think about some of the closer ones to me, but I think that proves just how devilish of a beast depression can be … and just when you think someone is through the worst of it all, it very much still has the capability of rearing its ugly head in the worst possible way.
And it sucks because now that all of the dialog is present and we talk about trying to be there for those in need, this is the time when the most important questions we have to ask those people who we’ve lost remain unanswered … why’d you do it? What was it that finally pushed you over the edge?? What could *I* have done differently so that you’d still be here with us???
We’ll never know, and the only thing we can really do is try to be a little more understanding, and pay a little better attention, and be there a little more for our friends and family all of the time because we never know when today might be that day when they’re clinging to the edge, waiting for someone … anyone … to come along and reach out a hand to help them back up.
We may try to put ourselves in their shoes, but we can’t … not even the ones who tried and failed, because they failed … whatever they were going through wasn’t quite enough … and don’t get me wrong, that’s a very, very good thing that we should be grateful for. Yet to try and quantify the ones who succeeded…
I mean, I’ve thought about it before, but never very seriously. I’ve thought about a lot of different things that are admittedly pretty morbid, but most of them I’d never carry through with … in a way, I think part of that is just the crux of being a storyteller. The creative mind wanders to all sorts of dark corners in search of its next work of art … we just don’t choose to share the lot of them with anyone but ourselves…
Truth be told, I’m actually quite terrified of my own death – to the point where I hate thinking about that part of my future because just not being makes me very sad and I haven’t really come to terms with the thought of mortality in my 34 years so far – but I’ve certainly had bad days where the thought has crossed my mind whether the people around me might be better off without. I think another part of it in my head is me just being passive aggressive – “I’ll show them…” and that kind of mentality, but then I step back and put it into context in reality, and I remember that life does go on without these people. It’s hard until it gets easier, and we always remember them, but suicide is a lousy way to get back at somebody because egos have a funny way of dissipating quite quickly after one dies.
I think we all get low from time to time, and your definition of low may vary from mine and somebody else’s … but the definition of low to someone who’s depressed is in an entirely different sphere that we’ll just never know. And that’s both a good and a bad thing.
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I think my favorite memory of Robin Williams was watching him host Comic Relief with Whoopi Goldberg and Billy Crystal on HBO. He was always so off the wall and unpredictable, and he wasn’t burdened by movie ratings or a censor as to what types of dirty jokes were off limits. It was just so cool to watch three of the biggest names in comedy riffing off of each other for hours on end between each act, and it was one of the things that kind of inspired me to create Just Laugh because I wanted to be a part of something cool like that, too…
Something I probably shouldn’t admit in public – I don’t think I’ve ever actually seen Good Morning, Vietnam.
I guess I need to get on that.
But Aladdin, Dead Poet’s Society, Mrs. Doubtfire, Good Will Hunting … some of the dialog from Good Will Hunting bring tears to my eyes with how raw and emotional he could deliver, and yet on the other side with Genie he’s probably one of the most memorable characters to come out of The Disney Decade…
“You’ll have bad times, but it’ll always wake you up to the good stuff you weren’t paying attention to.” – Good Will Hunting
“No matter what anybody tells you, words and ideas can change the world.” – Dead Poet’s Society
“Oi! Ten thousand years will give you such a crick in the neck.” – Aladdin
And he named his daughter Zelda – just how amazingly cool is that?!
Robin Williams always seemed like a pretty great guy. He made a lot of us laugh, and he made a lot of us think, and that’s how I’m going to remember him. 🙂
movie thoughts … The Amazing Spider-Man 2
So I think this was one of the first movies that we weren’t able to see at the theater on account of parenthood. We had snuck in Captain America 2 just before bringing Christopher home from the hospital in April and that was decent. I would’ve expected this one to be awesome on account of how we left the theater with the last one, but … no.
Just no…
I remember thinking when the very first trailer or pictures or whatever came out for this that Jamie Foxx as Electro was going to be pretty ridiculous, and they certainly managed to live up to precisely those expectations because good grief, did that character feel like he’d been thrown together by a five year-old who was hopped up on sugar during recess! The whole premise just didn’t make sense – he got his powers because he fell unsupervised, and he was blue, and apparently in his little isolation tank he doesn’t need air to survive, and sometimes he can fly, and sometimes he’s an entire building, but he’s not really, blah blah blah…
The back and forth between Gwen and Peter got tired pretty fast, too … she knows, yet she’s self-centered enough to think that he should spend time with her instead of saving people – real classy lady you’ve got there, Parker!
Plus, I hated the weird flashbacks of her Dad all over the place – they just felt cheap and out of place. It was a lame idea in the first one anyways because he literally vowed to break his oath to her Dad in the course of maybe 10 minutes.
Granted, all of this didn’t really help the fact that we’d paid something like $20 to buy it On Demand because it was listed as a New Release, but too early to actually rent – only to all-out buy. We had decided to splurge because it was the only thing I wanted to see and we hadn’t gotten a lot of alone time together recently, plus we’d have spent more than that on it in the theater anyways.
Though FiOS wouldn’t have given us such a hassle trying to watch it without distortion had we been at the movie theater…
There’s honestly really not much left to say … oh yeah, except that the new Green Goblin was absolutely awful, too … Willem Dafoe and James Franco both executed that role exponentially better than this new guy did. The whole character felt very forced, from introduction to confrontation.
I find it a little odd that the third installment isn’t scheduled until four years from now when traditionally 12-18 months is pretty standard in between episodes, but even if life does make it a little easier to sneak out to the movies a few years from now, I don’t exactly see The Amazing Spider-Man 3 being at the top of my list after this $20 abomination that I’m now stuck with a digital copy to watch whenever I feel like watching a really bad movie. 🙁