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Movies / Grand Torino
« on: January 02, 2009, 05:44:55 pm »
I saw this movie today, and wow. Eastwood was great. One of my favorite movies in a while. Have any of you guys seen it? What'd you think of it?

Movies / Dragonball Evolution
« on: December 11, 2008, 03:38:51 pm »

the idea of this movie gives me more confused feelings than puberty did.

Books / Help! (w/ writing)
« on: November 19, 2008, 06:38:23 pm »
Okay, I'm writing a creative non-fiction piece, and am trying to find a good epigraph for it, but finding it quite difficult. The quotes should pertain to a kind anti-carpe diem philosophy. Maybe something about if only pandora hadn't open the box. Anyway, I can't find a good one, and was wondering if anyone could help. Thanks!

here's the piece if it'll help, I haven't proof-read it yet, so i dont need to know the spelling errors.

                                                                  Summer Mornings

   Hot summer mornings can be frustrating. This summer morning was especially hot, and especially frustrating. Especially frustrating, because school was set to start in a few weeks, and for some reason I prefer the humdrum of being at home and doing nothing to the humdrum of being at school and being “productive.” I stood up to get out of bed and a precious draft hit my neck. I could feel a wetness around my collar and realized I had fallen asleep before turning on the window unit, so my collar was damp with sweat. I went to my closet and grabbed a t-shirt and pair of gym shorts, nothing special. I threw them on and meandered down stairs. My dad was at school doing some work, and my brother was still asleep upstairs. On my way into the kitchen, I passed the backdoor. My dogs were peering in through the French door’s bottom panes. They were looking in as if waiting for the second coming of Christ or something. On any given day during the school year, I would kill to get a chance to spend a few hours playing with my dogs with no other responsibilities. That’s why it’s so ironic that on this empty summer Friday, I walked straight past my dogs’ begging eyes. I entered the kitchen and started my daily rooting for breakfast. As I scanned the kitchen I noticed the clock. It was 8:57. I opened the fridge and a cup of raspberries caught my eye. I grabbed the cup and walked into the living room, grabbed the clicker, and turned on the TV. “Saved by the Bell” was on, so I didn’t change the channel. Who would?
   Just as I was getting into the misadventures of the Bayside students, the doorbell rang. I could have ignored it. I could have continued my boring ritual. However, I didn’t. I sluggishly got up and walked to the door. Once again the doorbell rang. As I pulled the
door open. Two shining-faced old black women greeted me.
   “Good morning!” one of the women said. She had a look on her face like she was genuinely happy to see me, unlike my tired countenance. The other lady looked like the less outgoing sort. I could tell she wouldn’t say much.
   “Good morning,” I said.
   “My name is Sylvia Brown, and this is Angela Baker.” I reached out and shook both Ms. Brown and Ms. Baker’s hand. “Do you mind if I ask your name?” Looking at the two women I knew they didn’t pose a threat.
   “My name is Alex.”
   “Hello Alex! We’re here from the _________ Youth Baptist Fellowship. Before I continue I should ask you. Do your parents let you choose your own reading material?”
    “Yes,” I said, looking down on the barely five foot tall woman.
   “Well, I’d like to show you, if you don’t mind, Timothy 3:2.” She pulled a miniature bible from her pocket like some concealed weapon and pointed to a passage that read
“For men shall be lovers of their own selves, covetous, boasters, proud, blasphemers, disobedient to parents, unthankful, unholy.” As I read the passage I began to realize that these two seemingly nice woman were actually two spiders, here to weave a web of words and prophetic poetry around my mind to restrict rational thought. Okay, perhaps their intent wasn’t so malicious, but at this point it didn’t matter. It was early and hot. I was frustrated. “Doesn’t that passage sound just like what’s going on today?” said Ms. Brown.
   I replied “Yes, but it also sounds just like the Dark Ages and most of recorded history, ma‘am.”
   “Yes, but doesn’t it seem to apply more today than ever before.” Looking in Ms. Brown’s eyes I could tell she hadn’t expected to find any confrontation on her daily rounds.
   “Sure, why not.” I saw no reason to stop the conversation so soon. Though it was early and hot, I was also rather bored and arguing is one of my hobbies which I‘m most fond of.
   “So, then if that passage describes today’s world, then shouldn’t we make an attempt to reform it? Which leads to why we’re here. Would you be willing to give up one hour a week to study the bible?” Oh boy, the stereotypical ringer question of the door-to-door evangelical. Just one hour at first, then two, then before you know it you’re going to church every damn night and you have a tithe gnawing at your income. Now, for the twist.
   “Actually Ma’am, to be honest, I’m an atheist, but don’t get me wrong I don’t want to condemn your beliefs, in fact, I admire faith. I just don’t have it.” I was lying about my admiration. At this particular point in my life, I had began to adopt an increasingly nihilistic perception of life. I viewed faith as the suspension of logic, and therefore irrational.
   “Well, honey, if there’s no god, then where did we come from?”
   “Are you asking how existence began or how life came to exist from nothing?”
   “The latter.”
   “Well, a man named Stanley Miller found that when the methane, ammonia, hydrogen gas, and water vapor, all of which could be found in the early-earth atmosphere, were put into a beaker and exposed to an electric current, which simulates lightening, amino acids, the building blocks of proteins, organic compounds , could be formed. These organic compounds can then form DNA and subsequently life. I know that was a bit wordy, but it was the best way I could put it.” Ms. Brown gave me a look like I had just spoken another language, and, to be fair, had I not spent the last two years of my life almost constantly debating this issue with a friend of mine, Seth Muller, I probably would have given someone talking to me the same look.
   Ms. Brown not giving up then asked, “Okay, so he put stuff in a bottle and a person came out of the bottle?”
   I just barely resisted palming my face. Instead I did my best to explain to her that it created basic life, bacteria and such. As I did my best to describe evolution in a condensed fashion, her ears perked up.
   “Evolution? You do realize that evolution is being torn apart in the academic world right? You know it says we came from frogs!” I wish this was a fictional tale. I wish that I had made this character in the back of my head to fit some niche in my story. The rooms of some washed up Biblical scholar can hardly be described as the “academic world.”
   “Really? No, I have not heard that at all. How are they debunking it?”
   “I’m not sure, but I have some books on it if you’d like.”
   “I would love to read them.” Ms. Brown searched the backpack she was carrying for the book or books, but emerged with nothing. “I must have left them at home,” she said, “ but every Friday morning I am out making rounds. May we return next Friday with the book?”
   “Yes, ma’am.”
   “So, where are your parents?”
   “My dad is at work and my mom moved to Charlotte about a week ago.”
   “Oh okay. What does your father do?”
   “He’s a teacher at ___________, but he used to be a Podiatrist.”
   “What’s his name?”
   “Bob _______.”
   “Bob _______, wow, you know he used to do my feet a few years back.” I wasn’t surprised. My dad seemed to know ever senior citizen living in Rocky Mount one or another through his practice. “So, he was a biology major?”
   “Yes, ma’am.”
   “ So, does he share your beliefs?”
   “No, ma’am. He believe in the coexistence of evolution and a Christian God. He was raised Catholic.”
   “So, you came to your beliefs on your own?”
   “Yes, ma’am.”
   “Well Alex goodbye, it was very nice speaking to you, and we’ll be back.” Ms. Brown turned and began to walk away. Silent Ms. Baker was not done though. As Ms. Brown walked away, she stood there looking me in the eye.
   “So, Alex. When you breathe, what makes it rejuvenate your body?” She had me. It really was a difficult question.
   “I honestly don’t know.” She had won. Ms. Baker turned and walked away from me. As I closed the door and went inside one term flashed in my head. Cellular Respiration. You can’t imagine my frustration. I walked back to my raspberries. I sat down, and my boring day continued.
   A little less than a week later I realized the two would be visiting again soon. As I thought of ways I could present my answer to Ms. Baker’s questions, I realized something. Who was I? Who was I to question these two ladies? I didn’t have to believe what they told me nor did I have to accept their bible study offer. Who was I try to take faith away from two very nice old women? I realized all I could do is what I should have done from the start. Not answer the door. So, Friday morning came, it wasn’t as hot as the last. A little past nine o’clock the doorbell rang, and I let it. After a few minutes, I knew they were gone. I went downstairs to check if they’d left anything on the front step. They had. On my front step there was a book. It was titled Life - How did it get her?: By evolution or by creation?. The title itself frustrated me. The theory of evolution doesn’t address how life started. It only outlines that all modern organisms are related and come from a common ancestor. I was tempted to throw the book away right then and there, but I couldn’t. I had to read it. As I ingested this manifesto of propaganda and indoctrination, I noticed a vast amount of falsehoods. I searched for an author, but all I found was a organization name of some sort. Watchtower Bible and Tract Society. I googled it. It was a Jehovah’s Witness organization that publishes all their books and pamphlets. I contemplated e-mailing this group, and alerting them to the nearly endless list of issues I had with their book. However, that feeling struck me once again, except this time I realized something. I was now an evangelical in my own right. I was the one about to press my beliefs upon someone else, besides I knew that I wasn’t going to change anything. So, I stopped. I put away the book. It’s still in my sock drawer. For another two Friday morning afterwards, the doorbell rang. I didn’t answer. There was no reason. Why disrupt the humdrum?

Books / Read at your own discretion. Disturbing literature.
« on: October 23, 2008, 08:56:21 pm »
I'm not really into this kind of stuff, but the other day my friend and I were talking about some of Vonnegut's work, and got on the topic of disturbing lit., he recommended a short story called Guts, by Chuck Palahniuk (wrote Fight Club). Now, I'm warning everyone, this is not for the weak of stomach, and is REALLY sick. Seriously I'm not kidding.

Link removed. Not forum appropriate... at all. If you want to read it then google it or something. But seriously... probably better you didn't ~ KS

^^ Sorry KS, whoever you are... I thought I gave enough warning

Art / Literature (Gamingstever Made)
« on: October 21, 2008, 03:59:24 pm »
I couldn't find a thread for short stories, novellas, and poetry by the forum goers here. So, I figured I'd make one, as it is certainly art. I guess since I made this I ought to post something. How bout a quick sonnet?


The scent of rot stings the nostrils,
The ground gives way under my boots,
The once live logs brim with skittering beetles.
It almost seems unworthy of tributes.

My machete dances through the vines,
Like a ballerina across her stage.
All this vegetation hostile, covered in spines.
My imagination is still not assuaged.

Still I swing and hack into this deep bush.
Imagining what wonder I might find next.
On and on I push,
And finally I see this place in it’s true context.

The beauty of the swamp, is not one of sight,
But one of curiosity’s rich delight.

Everything Else / Reanimation
« on: July 25, 2008, 02:09:54 pm »
I was bored today and decided to randomly search reanimating the dead through science. I came up with this video, which you should watch with your own discretion has it could be a bit much for some. Anyway, the question I want to ask is, if humanity found a way to return the dead to life, would you support this practice or not?
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Music / Dream Theater
« on: July 10, 2008, 06:50:51 pm »
I only now starting to getting into this band but I really like em so far. Any other fans?

Movies / Donnie Darko
« on: June 22, 2008, 01:17:28 pm »
I saw this movie for the first time last night, and after it was done I went promptly to facebook and put it in my favorites. It was awesome. If you get a chance, rent it!

Though over the past year I have spent large amounts of time drafting info for my creatures. I have found, with the release of the trial version editor that the best creatures seem to be made, at least for me at the, while simply playing around with the editor. Though I have made drafts of the Koszaen, Koszelian, Mironomi, and Daarnuk, due to the small amount of parts in the trial version, I choose not to post pics of them as they are rather poor, considering their original concepts. However I did make a new creature, which I in some ways like more than all of my other creatures, which is featured in my avatar. Once I get the full version hopefully at around 12:01 am tonight, I will start adding more creature to this thread. For now it will be locked.

Spore: Creation Corner / Draugran
« on: May 23, 2008, 04:15:21 pm »

This is a build I made a while back but, lost, and could not find, today I found it. So, I figured I'd post it, I have yet think up any info, but I should have some up very soon.

Spore: General / Organic Wheels?
« on: May 17, 2008, 03:50:49 pm »
Has anyone seen any evidence that you be able to give your creature organic wheels for feet? I know a few creatures (including the Battlefish) have organic circular saws for weapons. Why not organic wheels for feet? Has anybody seen a creature with them?

Spore: Creation Corner / The Mironomi
« on: May 11, 2008, 01:45:14 pm »
The Mironomi

Here is a CE 3 rendering.

Name- Mironomi

Food- Carnivore

Locomotion- Walks and runs on all four limbs, but is able to move bipedally

Height- 7 to 9 ft.

Weight- 220 to 300lbs.

Pack Size- 20-300

Lifespan- 120-140 yrs.

Home Planet- Tornia (earth-like)

The Mironomi are much like wasps in essence. In their creature phase, they move almost only on all four limbs. They were very nomadic and hunted by stabbing or slicing their prey with their venomous tails, which induce a light paralysis along the prey to consumed without much of fight. For most of their lives they live by themselves, but once they find a mate they are monogamous.   

Spore: Creation Corner / Ekjirlat
« on: April 28, 2008, 03:37:17 pm »
The Ekjirlat are a vermin-like species of beings. If they were classified by Humans the would fall under protists, as they do have the ability to obtain energy through photosynthesis if needed. They are a little bit bigger than a rat, and inhabit buildings/shelters of other races. They have reached sentience, but the truly remarkable thing about the Ekjirlat is that their genes actually carry information such as memories along with genetic information, memories can be shared with other organisms of the same "individual" througha sort of telepathy, that is not yet and may be never be fully understood. This means that to kill a "individual" Ekjirlat, you must eradicate a whole family line. Ekjirlat reproduce asexual and at an alarming rate of up to twenty offspring in a single day, but are capable of much slower sexual reproduction. This coupled with the fact that they reach sexual maturity in around two weeks makes the Ekjirlat quite a prolific race. In order for a new "individual" Ekjirlat to be created sexual reproduction must occur between two "individuals".

Everything Else / Political and Social Theory Discussion
« on: April 24, 2008, 03:43:52 pm »
As the title states, this thread is for discussing political and social theory. To start off the thread, I pose Social Darwinism to be discussed. Remember! Don't be close minded!

PC Games / Tom Clancy's Endwar
« on: April 21, 2008, 06:24:28 pm »
This game looks really good. Its kinda similar to World in Conflict in some respects, except cooler in my opinion. It uses advanced voice recognition software so (i read this in one place but im not sure) if one was so inclined they could play the game with only a mic. I think it'll be very fun.

Here are some links.'s_EndWar

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