Font Conference

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i3k5oY9AHHM

Take that Ransom.

The Norse Myths

I stayed up late playing the new X-box 360 game "Too Human". Although the game has some beautiful effects and decent story telling it made me wonder something.

Norse Myths are becoming chic. With several talks about Thor movies and cartoons in the last couple of years (Fabio, Loki the Rat, and now a mainstream movie in the works) I wonder how they can do it without making it a joke.

You see, I've studied Odinism for several years now and although the majority of mythology fell out before the dark ages and was inked by Christian Scholars afterwards, things like Marvel comics "The Mighty Thor" and games like "Viking" and "Too Human" are moderately popular and bringing new generations into Viking (Northern Mythology). Going back to my point, with this high dollar Thor concept movie coming out, how serious will it be? Will Thor speak in Olde English and piss the audience off with enough thees and thys to be cringe worthy?

I guess my fear is this movie will be the equivalent of an armed kick-ass Jesus or a raging carnivorous Buddha (yeah, I'm working on that last one).

Hopefully the writers are willing to do research on the character and not make him too campy.

My other point: although "Too Human" was a beautiful game, the main character Balder, was a god of light and love. Essentially a Jesus character made by the Northerners to fight off the coming Christian missionaries. I think it's funny with the entire pantheon of Norse heroes and gods they went with the one that was the most into peace . . .and armed him to the teeth.

Needless to say, I've penned my own "Thor Lives" book called "Hell to Pay" and are currently shopping for agents. I have some great ideas for viral videos if this ever takes off that I could tie to my storm chasing.

Thanks for your time, and I would entertain any response.

Dropkick Murphy's

I started listening to Dropkick Murphy's when I stumbled upon "The Spicy McHaggis Jig".

Think of a great 3 chord punk band mixing it up with old beer drinking songs.

One of my current favorite next to the previous one mentioned is "Kiss me, I'm shitfaced".

Facebook

I joined facebook.

Right off the bat an old friend said hello from high school . . . less than ten minutes from sign up. Since then I've seen about three old friends I haven't talked to in years.

Ok, I still haven't talked to them, but on the bright side, I know they are still alive.

That damn Zombie

Try it for yourself.

I got 88%, but I'm not proud for what I've done.

http://www.oneplusyou.com/bb/zombie

Sundays and Sam Adams

It was a good day.


I worked all morning on the yard enjoying a nice July morn with temps in the 70's.

I got done with everything and went to the store. Brats and Burgers for supper.

This is where paradise ends.

On the way back from the store, I was slowed by two elderly old people. I use the two together not as a weakness of grammar, but to expound on their age. Death, if you're reading this, e-mail me. I have their address and I think they're avoiding you.

Anywho, they were doing 35 in a 55 mph zone. They'd slow down and the old man would point something out. The old woman would nod along like a spastic chimpanzee. The two lane was a little busy or else I would have gone by them in a flash of glory, or at least flashed them the middle finger.

Setting outside letting the sun bake my already sunburnt skull I started thinking about Mad Max. How easy things would be if it were a post-apocalyptical world. I would have just rode up beside them in a calm fashion, and simply taken off the old man's finger with my chainsaw gun. Problem solved, no more pointing.

Although, I would trade in the motorcycle/chainsaw combo for say a big truck with a missile system.

I also don't know about the leather pants. In a typical Kansas summer these could be wicked hot. Maybe trade it in for a pair of chaps and a studded cod-piece. That could chaff.

Chaos, how you can be such a fickle mistress.

Happy 4th

The kids across the street are blowing stuff up.

It reminds me of the Vietnam vet that lived across the street from a friend of mine. Needless to say, they were both insane. My friend would light off a miniature black powder cannon he made. Fill it back up and wait. . .

because usually a few minutes after it went off, the vet would come outside and scream at him. Then the cannon would fire again.

The vet hit the ground, usually for a couple of minutes.

It makes me wonder with a fresh war out there and a lot of casualties, how many vets are hitting the ground freaking out now with fireworks overhead?