Remember when I used to sketch? #9

I just realized I forgot to mention that the last sketch was my last one.

Well, here's an old sketch of some other guy's sketch of some dude from some video game.

If any of you know who it is, I'd appreciate you telling me in the comments.

-tis Tommy

Seriously tell me if you know, I'm really curious

Rage Essence #3

Rage essence is back, but before I narrate today's scenario I need to make everyone aware of  The Gamer's Amendment to Murphy's Law.

This amendment is as follows:

Whatever that is inevitably going to go wrong, will go wrong at a time:

1. When it is to be most inconvenient 
2. When it is to be most unexpected
3. When it is to be most disastrous
4. When it will cause the most lulz at the expense of the victim
5. When all of, or a combination of the above conditions is met

To see how this law works in action, I shall use myself as an example.

During the era of my life when I played 1v1 in Starcraft 2, very frequently just prior to my complete curbstomping of my opponent, my internet will decide to conveniently (for the other player) commit hara-kiri for shits and giggles, leading to me losing. 

It was so bad, that it got to the point where I would play a game to the point of winning, and then just shutdown my computer myself instead.

A more extreme example not using games is about a month ago, when just as I was loading up BulletStorm, my harddrive decided it had burned all of its life and would implode, not doubt in a misguided attempt to turn into a black hole and murder the hell out of me. Although I came out with my life, I was left computerless for nearly a week.

The withdrawal took quite a heavy toll on my cognitive functions.

For the sake of this article, I will refer to this law and amendment as Murphy's Faggotry.

On with the rage.

Now, Starcraft is a very old game, and like most old games running on today's computers, it often experiences some "issues"

By issues of course, I am referring to Starcraft's brilliant bit of programming that causes it to invert all the colors on the screen half way through a game.

It's pretty damn annoying really, since it basically makes it impossible to continue playing and forces you to take a loss.

A perfectly good example of Murphy's Faggotry.

The thing with Murphy's Faggotry is that gamers have generally gotten used to it, and when it strike we usually shrug it off with sighs of exasperation, or slowly shaking our fist in the air.

Other responses include head desk, face palm, palm desk followed by head desk, head wall etc. Basically any combination the head and a solid object.

Now at this point I know what you are thinking, and yes you are right.

Rage would also be (although rather overkill and inappropriate) response, but if reading Rage Essence has taught you anything, it is that whenever rage is an overkill and inappropriate response, it is also the best response.

I will reintroduce our usual rager. Who has just been victimized by Murphy's Faggotry in the form of the color inversion screen of hilarity.

Although I was right beside him when this occurred, I only experienced two things, one was out of the corner of my eye I saw a small black object fly by (of which I wrongly assumed to just be a key from a keyboard), the other was I heard a low guttural growl which I correctly assumed was a raging rage roar.

I've since realized that the object was actually a part of a computer mouse. You may be familiar with this device, it has two buttons and a middle scroll (whatever it is that Macs have, it is not a computer mouse). The part that we are going to focus on is neither of those, it is rather the shell of the mouse that you rest your hand on.

The part that I assumed was partially welded on to the bottom.

The fact that he instantaneously removed that piece with one hand signals to me that 1) our rager faps a whole damn lot, and 2) he is not afraid of using that hand to destroy.

The destruction may not have been so clear and heavy, but just the thought of the chaos and havoc that one hand can create in future rages is enough to give me nightmares (that and the fapping).

Think about it kids, one single hand ripped off the entire top of the mouse and flung it across the room. Apply to your face, that is more than enough to cause your inner facial anatomy to be revealed to everyone present.

The moral here is, never let ragers touch you with their hands. God only knows what it can do to you. And what sort of weird ass shit is on it.

-tis Tommy

Random shit

Double posting. BECAUSE I FEEL LIKE IT.

So I was just reading Cracked, on saw this article on how Viagra can make you see everything blue. Not related to anything relevant, just wanted to point that out.

Ok, so in hindsight, I probably should not have started another post since I just realized I don't have anything to write about.

And seeing as I have a physics test this Friday and some various homework due tomorrow, I totally should not be here, but the urge to procrastinate does very odd things to a persons psychological mindset.

Guess I'll just say some random shit before signing off this post then.

It's May now, which for many grade 12 students means that the final round of acceptance letters are coming out.

For those who have yet to receive their acceptance, you should just give up all hope now and kill yourself.

Disclaimer: The previous sentence was a joke. Do not actually kill yourself. If you really do have to though, don't mention this blog in your suicide note.

In all seriousness University acceptance rates in Canada are high enough that even if you don't get into your first choice, there's plenty of other university's that you could fall back on (you did remember to apply for more than one program/university right?).

Besides, College isn't that bad, it'll certainly get you a paying job faster than university, and costs less. Of course, you get a lower paying job so that kinda sucks.

Anyway, what I'm really getting at it is that I've already got my acceptance, and since I'm going into co-op my future employment worries are much much less, so everything I just said was basically to troll on those not accepted yet by reminding them of the fact that they may very well not get accepted into university (which if you are Asian basically brands you as a total failure. Culture stereotypes are a bitch).

Speaking of cultural stereotypes, I've entered driving school. In fact, my second lesson is tomorrow. Which also means that tomorrow I will be able to do exactly zero amount of work since I have no opportunity to go home.

Of course I could go to the library and be productive, but all the desks are usually taken by the time I get there, and I'm not nearly obese enough to pull people out with my gravitational force, and not exactly creepy enough to just stare people out of desks (although I bet some people think otherwise. YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE.) I'm forced to just stand between the shelves and read random non-fictions (can't exactly bust out a manga novel in the middle of the library anymore).

Alright. I've managed to right a bunch of random shit, and shove in a picture somewhere into the post. I'm going to write this off as Mission Accomplished and just abruptly stop ranting.

-tis Tommy

I am not sorry about not posting

So I haven't made an actual proper post in while.

In fact, even I realize my past couple of posts have just been a series of random pictures. If you think that was just me being lazy, then you are totally right. Good job on that.

Now I'm not quite sure how this works, but I've been told that the proper follow up to the previous sentence is either some sort of apology or an excuse.

Right off the bat, you should know that I'm not going to apologize. I am not sorry for not having posted anything interesting or significant in the past week. So those of you hoping for an apology, screw you.


Ok, so I had a bit of an outburst there. No fuck off I'm not apologizing for that either. But I will give you an excuse. An excuse for not posting, not the outburst. The outburst you're just going to have to deal with it.

Anyway, contrary to what my previous posts may have led you to believe, I've not been busy playing Starcraft 2, in fact, it is quite the opposite.

I've been playing Portal 2.

Two and a Half Men. Wait no, I mean Portal 2. Yes, that's the one, Portal 2.

Some of you may not know what Portal 2 is, and to you people, I slowly shake head at.

The point is Portal 2 (and Portal 1) are two of my favorite non-violence based games. In fact, the Portal series basically runs along the premise of a physics puzzle solving game. Those four words is usually not seen together when describing one of the best games I know.

Anyway, I guess what I am trying to say is, the reason I have not been posting lately is because I've let Portal 2 consume my life. (And laziness, if you guessed laziness before this, then you are also right and you can go ask me for a cookie when you see me).

Well that's my excuse for not posting, and any logical and reasonable person can totally see my rational here for abandoning an attempt to do school work/post on blog/eat/get adequate sleep and all those other useless tasks I have to perform before I can get back to playing Portal 2.

Gotta go now. I'm sure you can guess what I'm going to do.

-tis Tommy

By the way, if you guessed that I was going to play Portal 2, you are WRONG and there will be no cookie for you. 

I'm actually going to play some piano. 

Then do work. 

A lot of work. 

That has been piled up. 

Very high. 

To like...the moon. 

Ok maybe not the moon. 

I'm going to do at least one page today. 

Yes, I'm going to do one page. 

And I'll remind myself of this by reading my blog post.

Foolproof plan.

k88 

Remember when I used to sketch? #8

Essentially a null post, I didn't really want to upload this, but with this post, I will be able to push that fail picture of me at the bottom to the next page.

-tis Tommy (silly picture of me: MOVED)