I Spy With My Little Eye

For you cosplayers out there, I have a treat for you...

So this year for the annual Comic convention here at Cow-gary, it is always an interesting topic in our group. What will we do this year. No, we are not discussing which areas to camp out, or a strategy to ensure we see every celebrity guest there. Those have happened already, game plan is always in motion, and it never changes. What changes from year to year is our garb.

we are cosplayers!!! Whoo hoo!!!

Dressing up for Comic-con may seem entirely too nerdy for some of you folks out there, and I know my parents would agree. A twenty something year old dressing up in halloween costumes to go to a comic book convention. They just shake their heads at me and pretend not to listen at our bi-weekly family dinners.

what is the shenanigans this year, you ask?

STEAMPUNK!

Now Nerf steampunk has already had its time to shine, and there is a debate about it going out of style in the geek culture. Although I could be biased, I disagree. The style is already such a lifestyle to certain communities, it was only recently that it became part of the mainstream geek culture. The nerf portion is a new addition and only surfaced recently and before that it was entirely something else.

Steampunk, is a lifestyle. A place for "polite" punks. It is an artform, where anything goes, as long as it looks cool. Mostly, and my main attraction to it, it is a sense of community. A place for people to gather and have fun. I have heard of small festivals in vancouver and some hardcore groups down the states who gather monthly to show their new creations.

I want to be a part of that. So if that means that I am dressing out of style to the comic-con this year. Not only is it a cool looking style, I don't really give a damn. Our group of friends have created their own characters in this charade and I cannot wait to show them to you. http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif

COMING SOON CHARACTER BIOS AND PICTURE!!!

Ps. I have a little treat for you. Comic con Bingo!


Link for this awesome game! Gutters

Mental Monday- Let's go for a Ride!

'Ello Kid-lets

I introduce the Mental Monday:

Today I bring you a story from the riveting world of sales and business and the poor shmucks who work to serve the whims of the average shopper.

As dealing with interesting people every day, you get a few good stories here and there. From certain customers who couldn't read their way out of a paper bag and others who are rocking and make my day just that much better. Mostly they just make me mental!

So here is just a little humor to brighten your day...

The other day I had a customer come into my store. My store is notorious for t-shirts with slight sexual innuendos and the offending t-shirt in question contained a roller coaster ride, with the cars having mustaches riding in them...

I hope you are old enough to understand.

Well I overhead this little tidbit of conversation of two women yelling at each other from across the store, keep in mind that these ladies were in the mid to late 20's, also her voice was higher than a man who's been kicked in the balls and airy like you've been inhaling fumes all day... you get it.

Woman " OH MY GOD, look at this shirt!!!! It has mustaches on it! My little sister LOVES things with mustaches!!! She would totally love this"

facepalm... Oh oh oh and then she said this...

"LOOK!!! THEY'RE RIDING A ROLLERCOASTER!!!"

...

Sadly, she did not buy the shirt but I hope you get a little sunshine in your day from this story!

Sunday Sweets- Star Wars Episode I Remake

"WHAT IF "STAR WARS: EPISODE I" WAS GOOD? (Belated Media)"

Above is the link to something I think you will enjoy.

Michael Barryte decided to tell us what he would have done to make episode I better. And I would totally watch his version!!!

Enjoy!!

Post from the Jungle

(this is a creative take on my being on back pain medication... I swear I am actually alright!!)

Today I report to you from the dark corners of my house. Here, everything isn't what it seems. A place where everything is upside down and everything you know is false.

A place where you lose yourself and your things. And I am all alone! With no hope of survival or discovery, I have huddled in a temporarily safe place to write my final words.

What was that?

Oh, my mind is playing tricks on me. It got me, the creature. It bit me on the back, I grit my teeth at the reminder of my injury. It had come faster then my mind could register. A blur of silver came from the native foliage of unwashed laundry and gone before I could even register. It is dead now, I killed it. Discovering that it was a creature made of cans from the pantry.

I huddled with a makeshift blanket of reusable bags in the front hall. I sent a flare text to try and get rescued. That was minutes ago, I don't think anyone is coming.

I am DDDOOOOOOOMMMMEEDDDD!!!

Tell my loved ones I went down fighting, brandishing that lamp post, beating off the feared monster, made of the gunk from the shower drain and leftovers from the watering hole, known here to the natives as Fridge.

With these last words, I go hunt my fate. Angry at lost chances and the answer to the whole mystery. I just face with the last monster. Face off with the antagonist, like the end of a thrilling book or film. I must show my courage. Quit my stalling and face my destiny.

Watch out Washing Machine, I am coming for you.

One of Us, One of Us...Hee hee hee

So despite my best efforts to be an offbeat bride, I have officially had my first wedding nightmare.

To date, I have been successfully been avoiding the screaming tantrums about color palettes, have kept my tears in check and used anger and steely professionalism when a vendor tried to bully me. And still have the determination to be my own wedding planner. I have not worried once if my wedding would be a delight or a drag.

but alas, doubt and worry have sneaked their way into my brain about the one thing I care about the most: my guests. Not even about them showing up, no. But about them having a good time.

In this horrendously girlie dream of mine, my poor little trinidadian grandmother was seated at a table outside the ballroom. She held my hand and told me that this room was beautiful and thanked me for inviting her, while I was crying like an overgrown baby. And it wasn't just her. There were at least 100 people sitting out there eating. And not one of them were mad at me.
I was so chocked up over the fact that they had come all this way to see me and ended up seeing the foyer instead of my grandly decorated ballroom, full of entertainment for them, despite the fact they were dancing and having a jolly time outside of the party.

Ok... Deep breath. Now that I am conscience I realize how silly it is. But still so terribly new that I had no idea what to make of it.

But alas... I hear some mundane checklists calling. Oh you wanna hang out? Sure, lets go to the florist, and check out some beautiful cakes. No you cannot touch....

OH GOD! WHAT HAVE I BECOME!!!

Someone please take me out for ice cream or something.... I really really like ice cream.

In a Virtual Reality Far, Far Away

Hello again to all of you out there.
I need to talk about something I am losing, something precious and have tried avidly but not successfully to keep around.

Time.

And what do I need time for? Well everything in general. Spend time with your loved ones, finish all those things you planned for the day and really should get done, grocery shopping so I or my significant other don't starve to death.

What have I actually spent my time doing?

Being a geek, doing you know, geek stuff.

As of now currently on the docket is Star Wars: the Old Republic. Which is better than chocolate any day (Blasphemy, I know). As a Star Wars Fan Girl, I dove into this game about 3 months ago. I have yet to resurface to our current time frame. Sitting here in the dark with Cheetos in my hair. deep bags under my eyes and legs unshaved (sexy eh? Rawr!)

STAR WARS HAS CONSUMED MY BRAIN.
My phone now autocorrects with the words Sith, Jedi and even Alderaan.
Diving into the game where my hatred of the Jedi is so unnaturally profound.
The hatred already existed prior to game play, but the game certainly solidified it with an intense metal plating like my medium armor that a blacksmith would be jealous of.

PS for any of you SWTOR players out there, If you have not already seen, this is a MUST SEE!!!

UPDATE 1.2, a video giving us a sneak preview of what is to come...

Update Trailer

EEEEEEEEEE I want a TONTON!!! He is SSSOOO cute and tiny!!!!

As a Star wars fanatic, I had to give the game a try, despite my aversion to MMO's, which I know is to be somewhat unfounded on any real reasons as to why, and this game gave that preconception a run for its money.

Although the story is not terrible original, it is effective in keeping me, the player, captivated and care enough about storyline and my companions to actually do something about it. and when generally given decisions in VG's I tend to pick the most interesting sounding one, or whatever is the most ridiculous if I really am in a "blah" mood. This one, I actually thought about what would happen and what my companions would actually think about my decision.s And I had actually possessed a thing called Forethought. Where would this get me, how would it affect my gameplay? As everything I choose to do inadvertently did affect the whole game.

Well since, I am in the middle of aforementioned virtual reality, we will have to wait until I get to the end, see the huge finale, shower and return to social civilization before I can give a final verdict.
but so far...
I give it 5 plastic cheetos out of 5!

Techno-phobia Say What?

So I found something that is sure to make my life easier. But I have one question...

WHY DIDN'T I DOWNLOAD THIS SOONER????

I recent discovered by my techno-path fiance that I can download the Blogger app on my smart phone. My next thought was:
It probably is only available for the iphone.

Well that blows... As I stare at my android phone. The little green alien smirks at me smugly as there are tons of apps that are not available to me or others who refuse to jump on the Apple Bandwagon.

Just for shits and giggles, I went and searched for it in the android market and I am guessing you figured out my answer since I am posting from said app.

Thinking about how far we've come as a society to how we get our news, I realize that sometimes I am embarrassingly behind. Not only did I JUST get a smart phone, I refused to download anything that did not dial or text. An app to track my cat fluffy when I am not around to cuddle it and cry myself to sleep. No thank you. Is there actually an app for that? ... That would not surprise me.

Not only that. I looked back and realized that a social trendsetter is most definitely not on my horizon or even in my universe. Fictional or not. I simply do not care, and potentially a smidge of phobia of new technology.

Facebook? Oh my goodness I think I was the last person under 30 to get an account.
Twitter? I only got it originally to promote the stylings of my online journal (my blog of course)
Tumbler? Haven't touch that yet... The shivers traveling up and down my spine is from the cold air, really!!!

But I know that when I suck it up and do it, I generally quite enjoy it! I found time wasters on facebook and an anonymous audience to say whatever I feel like...
Nothing to be afraid of, right?

If someone tracks me down and rapes me because of something I've said online... I am becoming a hairy hermit, will move to the mountains and will sacrifice any electronic devices to ancient powers.

Oohhh mighty gods of modern cyber... have pity on my technophobe ass! You are way cooler than the ancient dusty relics I will sacrifice your wondrous blessings to!