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Stitch Roy Koopa Holy crap, it is the RoboCoonie!          Since: 08-20-04 From: California Since last post: 946 days Last activity: 946 days |
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| I'm contemplating entering Juice to NaNoWriMo, so I'm going to pull all the entries down while I rework them. In the meantime, I may post an updated version later on, or I may just re-edit what I took down.
I've designed cover art for it: 
Update: I'm close to completion, so I'll post an excerpt at some point. Actually, if we could close down this thread, I'll just start a new one. (Last edited by Stitch on 11-29-08 12:57 PM) |
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Stitch Roy Koopa Holy crap, it is the RoboCoonie! Since: 08-20-04 From: California Since last post: 946 days Last activity: 946 days |
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| Yes, but it's more of a selective belief system. I consider myself Buddhist from time-to-time, but I'm pretty much religion-less without being Atheist. More of an Agnostic.
What do you do when life's got you down? |
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Stitch Roy Koopa Holy crap, it is the RoboCoonie! Since: 08-20-04 From: California Since last post: 946 days Last activity: 946 days |
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| Voted on Sunday. Obama and No on 8.
And damned if we lose on 8, but that won't keep me down. Fuck you Yes on 8 people, we're going to get to our marriages whether you like it or not! |
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Stitch Roy Koopa Holy crap, it is the RoboCoonie! Since: 08-20-04 From: California Since last post: 946 days Last activity: 946 days |
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| I voted on Sunday.
Did you get free "I voted" stuff today? |
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Stitch Roy Koopa Holy crap, it is the RoboCoonie! Since: 08-20-04 From: California Since last post: 946 days Last activity: 946 days |
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| Like our OWN nation attacking my right to get married, oh hell yes.
If the characters in your Age of Empires game attacked you, would you build walls and retaliate, or wait until the processor speed lags the game to a crawl? |
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Stitch Roy Koopa Holy crap, it is the RoboCoonie! Since: 08-20-04 From: California Since last post: 946 days Last activity: 946 days |
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| Brain. At least my friends. Awesome brains.
What the one feature you like about the same sex? |
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Stitch Roy Koopa Holy crap, it is the RoboCoonie! Since: 08-20-04 From: California Since last post: 946 days Last activity: 946 days |
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| So, in the two months of having zero income and liquidating all my savings, overdrafting my checking accounts, and using up my entire retirement fund, I finally managed to get hired somewhere.
During Unemployment: Total number of in-person interviews: 1 Total number of phone interviews: 3 Total recruiter contacts: 72 I'm working for LeapFrog now, makers of the Didj and other educational games and toys. Yay! $20/hour for now, but it's still in my range of accepted salaries, so I'm good. Still a QA Tester, but not sure for which department quite yet. Whole new level of secretness about toys that I'm sure no one here really cares about. |
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Stitch Roy Koopa Holy crap, it is the RoboCoonie! Since: 08-20-04 From: California Since last post: 946 days Last activity: 946 days |
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| So, if you've got an LJ (LiveJournal), add this (http://syndicated.livejournal.com/eccentricity_wc/) to your friends list and you'll get to read my webcomic.
My birthday is in two days now, and it would mean a lot to me to have readers for my webcomic, and the feed on LJ keeps track of that somewhat. Also, if you don't have LJ, you can pull the RSS feed instead from here: http://eccentricitycomic.info/rss.xml And failing all that, just read it at http://eccentricitycomic.info/. So, yes, early SPAWN-DAY for me, and read my webcomic, and to stay within the topic of the realm, here's a bumper sticker I designed:  |
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Stitch Roy Koopa Holy crap, it is the RoboCoonie! Since: 08-20-04 From: California Since last post: 946 days Last activity: 946 days |
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Transcript of Keith Olbermann's Special Comment regarding Proposition 8 and Same Sex Marriage: Olbermann: Gay marriage is a question of love Everyone deserves the same chance at permanence and happiness SPECIAL COMMENT By Keith Olbermann Anchor, 'Countdown' Updated 8:13 p.m. CT, Mon., Nov. 10, 2008 Finally tonight as promised, a Special Comment on the passage, last week, of Proposition Eight in California, which rescinded the right of same-sex couples to marry, and tilted the balance on this issue, from coast to coast. Some parameters, as preface. This isn't about yelling, and this isn't about politics, and this isn't really just about Prop-8. And I don't have a personal investment in this: I'm not gay, I had to strain to think of one member of even my very extended family who is, I have no personal stories of close friends or colleagues fighting the prejudice that still pervades their lives. And yet to me this vote is horrible. Horrible. Because this isn't about yelling, and this isn't about politics. This is about the human heart, and if that sounds corny, so be it. If you voted for this Proposition or support those who did or the sentiment they expressed, I have some questions, because, truly, I do not understand. Why does this matter to you? What is it to you? In a time of impermanence and fly-by-night relationships, these people over here want the same chance at permanence and happiness that is your option. They don't want to deny you yours. They don't want to take anything away from you. They want what you want—a chance to be a little less alone in the world. Only now you are saying to them—no. You can't have it on these terms. Maybe something similar. If they behave. If they don't cause too much trouble. You'll even give them all the same legal rights—even as you're taking away the legal right, which they already had. A world around them, still anchored in love and marriage, and you are saying, no, you can't marry. What if somebody passed a law that said you couldn't marry? I keep hearing this term "re-defining" marriage. If this country hadn't re-defined marriage, black people still couldn't marry white people. Sixteen states had laws on the books which made that illegal in 1967. 1967. The parents of the President-Elect of the United States couldn't have married in nearly one third of the states of the country their son grew up to lead. But it's worse than that. If this country had not "re-defined" marriage, some black people still couldn't marry black people. It is one of the most overlooked and cruelest parts of our sad story of slavery. Marriages were not legally recognized, if the people were slaves. Since slaves were property, they could not legally be husband and wife, or mother and child. Their marriage vows were different: not "Until Death, Do You Part," but "Until Death or Distance, Do You Part." Marriages among slaves were not legally recognized. You know, just like marriages today in California are not legally recognized, if the people are gay. And uncountable in our history are the number of men and women, forced by society into marrying the opposite sex, in sham marriages, or marriages of convenience, or just marriages of not knowing, centuries of men and women who have lived their lives in shame and unhappiness, and who have, through a lie to themselves or others, broken countless other lives, of spouses and children, all because we said a man couldn't marry another man, or a woman couldn't marry another woman. The sanctity of marriage. How many marriages like that have there been and how on earth do they increase the "sanctity" of marriage rather than render the term, meaningless? What is this, to you? Nobody is asking you to embrace their expression of love. But don't you, as human beings, have to embrace... that love? The world is barren enough. It is stacked against love, and against hope, and against those very few and precious emotions that enable us to go forward. Your marriage only stands a 50-50 chance of lasting, no matter how much you feel and how hard you work. And here are people overjoyed at the prospect of just that chance, and that work, just for the hope of having that feeling. With so much hate in the world, with so much meaningless division, and people pitted against people for no good reason, this is what your religion tells you to do? With your experience of life and this world and all its sadnesses, this is what your conscience tells you to do? With your knowledge that life, with endless vigor, seems to tilt the playing field on which we all live, in favor of unhappiness and hate... this is what your heart tells you to do? You want to sanctify marriage? You want to honor your God and the universal love you believe he represents? Then Spread happiness—this tiny, symbolic, semantical grain of happiness—share it with all those who seek it. Quote me anything from your religious leader or book of choice telling you to stand against this. And then tell me how you can believe both that statement and another statement, another one which reads only "do unto others as you would have them do unto you." You are asked now, by your country, and perhaps by your creator, to stand on one side or another. You are asked now to stand, not on a question of politics, not on a question of religion, not on a question of gay or straight. You are asked now to stand, on a question of love. All you need do is stand, and let the tiny ember of love meet its own fate. You don't have to help it, you don't have it applaud it, you don't have to fight for it. Just don't put it out. Just don't extinguish it. Because while it may at first look like that love is between two people you don't know and you don't understand and maybe you don't even want to know. It is, in fact, the ember of your love, for your fellow person just because this is the only world we have. And the other guy counts, too. This is the second time in ten days I find myself concluding by turning to, of all things, the closing plea for mercy by Clarence Darrow in a murder trial. But what he said, fits what is really at the heart of this: "I was reading last night of the aspiration of the old Persian poet, Omar-Khayyam," he told the judge. It appealed to me as the highest that I can vision. I wish it was in my heart, and I wish it was in the hearts of all: So I be written in the Book of Love; I do not care about that Book above. Erase my name, or write it as you will, So I be written in the Book of Love." (c) 2008 msnbc.com URL: http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/27650743/ As a fellow human being, I urge you all to re-post this where you can, and spread the word far and wide, for this man is no more a person than an intelligent human being, and he has spoken in a manner far more eloquent that which the rest of us are still trying to convey. Together, we shall stand and rise above the ignorance of the few, and usher in an era of a single, unified, human race. |
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Stitch Roy Koopa Holy crap, it is the RoboCoonie! Since: 08-20-04 From: California Since last post: 946 days Last activity: 946 days |
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Stitch Roy Koopa Holy crap, it is the RoboCoonie! Since: 08-20-04 From: California Since last post: 946 days Last activity: 946 days |
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| No question mark, and I assume you meant "left", and yes, but they deserved it. Hence why I'm not allowed to play Team Halo anymore.
Anyway, do you make a big deal about your birthday? (Mine is today). |
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Stitch Roy Koopa Holy crap, it is the RoboCoonie! Since: 08-20-04 From: California Since last post: 946 days Last activity: 946 days |
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| Aww, I remember making them hold onto Scooby for that picture. And Scooby looks so "ugh" there too.
I got the flu for my birthday. |
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Stitch Roy Koopa Holy crap, it is the RoboCoonie! Since: 08-20-04 From: California Since last post: 946 days Last activity: 946 days |
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| Immune system is on the fritz, battling the flu.
Do you ever wonder if a plane is going to fall on your house? |
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Stitch Roy Koopa Holy crap, it is the RoboCoonie! Since: 08-20-04 From: California Since last post: 946 days Last activity: 946 days |
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| There's a protest tomorrow in several cities, but I can't attend since the flu has claimed my ability to leave the house. Ben, his boyfriend, and his friends will be in San Francisco for it. I can't make it, but I will be protesting when I can. | |||
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Stitch Roy Koopa Holy crap, it is the RoboCoonie! Since: 08-20-04 From: California Since last post: 946 days Last activity: 946 days |
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| I'm still compiling the video, but we had one a few days before the election day in the rain, that was fun.
Anyway, I altered the sign on my car to read "I Will Not Be A Victim of H8" |
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Stitch Roy Koopa Holy crap, it is the RoboCoonie! Since: 08-20-04 From: California Since last post: 946 days Last activity: 946 days |
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| Saw it a long time ago, but the Scooby photo is still awesome. I'm sad that I forgot to take Scooby with me to SF Pride this year.
Bah, I'll be lying in bed trying to figure out where to extract a plot for "Juice". Oh, and Cyro, you're still smexy... (Last edited by Stitch on 11-15-08 06:03 PM) |
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Stitch Roy Koopa Holy crap, it is the RoboCoonie! Since: 08-20-04 From: California Since last post: 946 days Last activity: 946 days |
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| End of June 2007
When Sarah didn’t move out at the end of her 30 days, Matt filed an “unlawful detainer” on her which is basically a legal paper that says GTFO. Sarah contested it and complained that she was being evicted for religious reasons and because we did not like her disability. So this went to landlord/tenant court…but not for two months because they were so backed up. In the meantime, we were “investigated.” Oh, and we moved the TV back into the family room because Sarah was bothering everyone else to use their TVs with cable. We figured it was less annoying to have her down there. But that’s all boring legal stuff. Let’s talk about the Soul Party. The Soul Party: July 2007 We had our 4th of July party at the house like we always do. Everyone invites friends and it is a lot of fun. Sarah chose to sit in her room and sulk at all the animals we were killing to celebrate. You know…because BBQ is the same thing as ritual sacrifice. I was kind of hoping she would come down and protest in front of everyone but I guess without Something around she didn’t like to act like a total rear end. So I was kind of disappointed in that one. Lo and behold! Two days later, Something shows up unannounced. Matt said, “poo poo no. That piece of trash isn’t staying here.” Sarah said, “Well if you have a party, I can have a party. And I’m having a party this weekend and Something is here to help me prepare.” “No parties without my approval,” Matt said. “Tell that to the judge. I’m feeling discriminated against.” Did I mention what a loving bitch she was? Yeah. I thought so. Anyway, that Friday I came home from work around 8:30pm to find the other house mates sitting out in the carriage house drinking beer and looking all kinds of pissed off. Matt was inside, they said. Why? Because 12 people (plus Something) had shown up for Sarah’s party, they all brought pillows and blankets so they intended to sleep over. And who were these people? Fellow soulbonders! People she met on the internet! Matt dragged Sarah out of the house and we all confronted her. Something ran behind them like a drunk frat boy chasing a can of Bud. Whatever this poo poo was, it was not going on. He said, “No one in my house that I don’t know.” “You didn’t know their friends,” she said. “Their friends didn’t come from the internet and use fake names.” Oh…that did it. Something laid into Matt. This WAS her real name. This is who she REALLY is and he was insulting her by calling her anything but The Right Bishop Something. Tim said, “I’d like you to try that poo poo at passport control.” “That’s different. That’s not part of my world. That’s my travel INTO my world.” HUH? Is anyone following this logic train? I think I missed my loving stop. “Enough,” Matt said. “You have until 10pm. After that, I’m calling the cops and throwing everyone out.” “But…” “Shut up,” Tim said. “That’s more than gracious. I’d throw all of you out NOW.” “Then you need to go away,” Something said. “This is a religious rite.” “It’s my loving house. I’m going to watch TV,” Matt said and he walked towards the house. Something grabbed his shirt. OH NO SHE DIDN’T. OH YES SHE DID. “You will disturb the something-astral-something.” (I don’t remember exactly what she called it but if we, the unbelievers interrupted their “ceremony” there would be problems.) Matt said, “Take your hands off me before I call the cops NOW.” Sarah started crying. The rest of us just walked into the house. Now, the others had seen her setting up this poo poo but I had just got home. Sarah had darkened the family room by hanging blankets over the windows. She also put a bunch of candles out…and turned the coffee table into some kind of altar. It had a white cloth, candles, books and the expensive silver candlesticks from the dining room. I can promise that she did not have permission to touch those. They are over 100 years old and a family heirloom for Matt. We only use them for the House Christmas Dinner. We all walked into the family room and saw the “soul bond” freaks in there. Some were dressed in cosplay outfits. The boyfriend was there, too. He asked where Sarah was. Dan said, “We just gave her a verbal lashing. She’s outside. Go deal with her.” Matt took the candlesticks from the "altar" and put them away despite the protests of another one of those losers. Then we sat down in the family room that they had commandeered and Tim turned off that retarded game and put on a movie. One of the people said, “I thought we were going to play the game….?” “You’re not. You guys are out of here by 10pm or we’re calling the cops.” “Could we have this room until then?” another one asked. “Nope. We pay rent so we can use our house.” “I was told I could sleep here,” some girl said. “Well, you can’t.” She seemed genuinely scared. Good. “Where can I go?” “A hotel would be a good idea,” I said. “I don’t have money for a hotel.” “You guys send Sarah money, right? I’m sure she has enough.” The group of them just sort of cowered until Something returned. “We are being persecuted for our beliefs by these people.” “You have the room until 10pm,” Matt said. “We’ll be in the kitchen.” We all followed Matt out. Tim said we shouldn’t give in. Matt said, “I want to see this ritual.” We watched from the dining room where we ate pizza. Boyfriend asked us to go somewhere else because they didn’t want us watching. Matt told him to STFU and added, “You have 43 minutes left.” Sarah came downstairs, dressed in a white dress. She kept glancing at us. Something stood between her and us so she couldn’t see us (I guess?) and she began talking. She talked about how this was “Betty’s awakening” and how Betty was now going to finally realize her potential by harnessing the soul of a video game character. I couldn’t stand it. I started cracking up. The rest of the housemates started cracking up. Sarah started screaming at all of us, calling us “racists.” Now…I don’t know how being a soulbonder is a race, but okay. Then we were called "Nazis." Oh, that's lovely. I guess if you're sane and don't believe that you're a video game character/dragon/wart on someone's rear end you're a Nazi. This was better than any kind of TV you can imagine. See if you can picture all of these nutjobs kneeling around the "altar" as the video game played its music in the background. Sarah stood over them, preaching this "religion" and The Right Bishop Something would occassionally interject something "deep" from her position. Sarah was really getting upset, so more of her “friends” made the human wall. We could still hear all the stupid…even after they turned up the volume on that video game. Five minutes before their time was up, Matt shouted, “Calling the cops in five.” “You are being disrespectful,” one of them said. A few bits of profanity were thrown back and forth and then one of the guys in her group threw a punch at Tim. Bad move, dude. Matt called the cops. They showed up 20 minutes later. Matt said, “I want all these losers out of my house.” Tim pressed assault charges on the rear end in a top hat who tried to punch him. Boyfriend complained to the cops that we were persecuting Sarah who had now retreated to her room. Something had run up there. Matt said, “There’s one upstairs that doesn’t live here. Get rid of her, too.” The cops went up there and told Something she had to leave. Something threw a fit. Sarah threw a fit. She was “entitled” to guests! She was “entitled” to practice her faith in peace. The cops said Sarah could stay since she was a tenant but everyone else had to go. Boyfriend said he found hotel rooms nearby. They packed up their altar and crap and headed there. Something escorted Sarah, holding her like a fragile doll. Something had the balls to ask us to help shuttle everyone to the hotel. Ha. I don’t think so! The one that was arrested for assault left with the cops. He eventually pled no contest to the assault and got a fine. We thought after that…she wouldn’t want to stay. But oh, she did. She also filed a frivolous small claims lawsuit on the basis that we had “stolen” her candles and TIME. Yes, her TIME. I guess being a fake priestess in a fake religion is worth $300/hr. Who knew? (The "candles" we stole were the ones that were in Matt's candlesticks when he took them back. He actually brought them to court and gave them back to her in front of the judge) But she would remain. She would remain and continue to be a pain in the rear end. One final note before I get going... Why would someone want to continue to live in a place where they were obviously not welcome? Cost? Location? No. Not for Sarah. Sarah claimed she felt "close to her soulbond" in our house. She claimed that it felt like a house that this guy would live in and that her "soul" was at ease in our home. Next time: Sarah at work, Discrimination claims and more fun with this nutcake. |
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Stitch Roy Koopa Holy crap, it is the RoboCoonie! Since: 08-20-04 From: California Since last post: 946 days Last activity: 946 days |
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| Yes, "playing" with toys. Because that's all QA ever is. Playing with things.
It's still work, and it's still tedious in its execution. But, well, worth its $20/hour merit to keep me housed and my car paid. |
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Stitch Roy Koopa Holy crap, it is the RoboCoonie! Since: 08-20-04 From: California Since last post: 946 days Last activity: 946 days |
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I changed stories after the third day, and started working on "Juice" instead with new cover art:
I'm up to this: 
It updates throughout the day (requires a refresh), and I'm still well behind goal, but not willing to give up just yet. Just because my main character spent chapter three on the phone and cleaning his room means nothing! |
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Stitch Roy Koopa Holy crap, it is the RoboCoonie! Since: 08-20-04 From: California Since last post: 946 days Last activity: 946 days |
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| You just do.
Do you have fun with children's toys? |
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