Yes, we are going to talk about poop

In the very first Final Fantasy, Warmech was an enemy that could be randomly encountered on the long sky bridge preceding the fourth elemental fiend, Tiamat. Warmech was the strongest non-boss in the game, as it had a nuclear blast attack that attacked your entire party for a tremendous amount of damage, as well as health regeneration, lots of armor and strong physical damage output.

Subsequently, it rewarded you as if it were one of the elemental fiends if you defeat it, but the existence of Warmech was one-part easter egg, being a high-tech opponent in a world of fantasy, one-part completionist challenge, being such a difficult adversary, and one-part nasty surprise, because encountering one can only happen at a very inopportune time, right before another major boss fight.

It was deduced that the chances of encountering a Warmech on the sky bridge was approximately 3/64; which equates to roughly 5% of the time, but if you’re unlucky like me, you somehow manage to run into Warmech almost every time.

Anyway, there’s a sky bridge in my place of employment.

And there’s a Warmech that patrols it.

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Truck drivers make how much?

Apparently, America has a shortage of truck drivers.  To such a degree that at least for private fleets, the average trucker salaryis $73,000.  I’m not going to specify what exactly I make a year, but it’s not $73,000, and I have to imagine driving long distances is vastly less prone to dealing with office bullshit than my job is.

The amazing thing is the allegation that the reasoning for such a shortage is simply the fact that there aren’t enough people qualified to be truck drivers actually applying for these jobs.  I’m not going to assume it’s as simple as driving a Honda Civic for 12 hours straight, because I know that at least there’s the double clutch to consider and the sheer knowledge of physics that comes into play when traversing varying elevations.  But it still boils down to the fact that when all the training and preparation is done, it’s basically sitting in a gigantic car, driving things from point A to point B.

Just how much qualifications are required to be truck drivers?  They certainly can’t be that much, if the people driving all these trucks are the same people I see getting lost on the country backroads in the areas surrounding my home, or the litany of dumbasses who are crashing their cargo of food stuffs all over Metro Atlanta highways.

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The obligatory pre-Dragon*Con post, circa 2015

I feel the need to post something like this, because ultimately, I do like to try and attempt to network and ultimately drive people to visit my site, and I guess it would probably be best if I had something at least mentioning Dragon*Con as the first thing seen, instead of something overly ranty, sports-related, or Atlanta-criticizing, making anyone I implore to visit my site see something that makes them stop and think “did I get the site right?”  I’m sure seeing like, Dikembe Mutombo might wonder if they’ve been duped into giving some sports blog an unwarranted hit or something.

No, if there’s ever anything that gets people to visit my site during/after Dragon*Con is simply the fact that I take pictures, and am somewhat of a reliable repository of photos that people might be able to see mediocre photography.

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It’s not you, it’s me

I’m going through an odd period, up in the noggin, if it hasn’t been obvious to my six regular readers.  I’m seldom excited by anything, I think I’m susceptible to some odd mood swings, and I’m often times feeling anxious or troubled by things that I’m not even sure I can really explain much less comprehend myself.  I stop wanting to communicate with people that I don’t have to communicate with, and I just want to kind of be by myself and hope the metaphorical cloudy weather passes without there being any harsh rains.

I spend a lot of time trying to figure things out myself, and it seems like each day brings another possible personal revelation to why it is I’m feeling the way I’m feeling.  However, as is the case with human beings, the mind is constantly moving, and some thoughts and ideas stick better than others, and some fade away or become forgotten.

Today’s thought process is surrounded with the desire to simply attempt to isolate and identify the things that are eating at me.  Granted, identifying them and trying to rationalize them isn’t going to instantly make me feel like I’ve found some miraculous cure or anything, but if for anything at all, at least it’s giving me something to write about, when the rest of the world is seemingly so stagnant and boring, or at least the rest of the world I feel comfortable seeking out, behind the prying eyes of a potential Big Brother.

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Good thing I got out of there

Long story short: the State of Georgia caves under the pressure of all the anti-Confederate history rhetoric, will formally remove names of both Robert E. Lee’s birthday as well as Confederate Memorial Day from the calendar, starting in 2016.

In other words, no more Confederate Memorial Day.  QQ

Well, the day will still be a paid day off that most people out there will not get (including me now QQ x2), but it just won’t be called “Confederate Memorial Day” anymore.  It will be referred to as simply “state holiday” for those paying attention.

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The summer vacation I never wanted

A part of me never really wanted to talk about this, but just the same, there are times where I feel that I brog, because I want to write about the things in my life that are important, even if they’re not necessarily the best of connotations.  It’s not so much that I’m brogging to my audience of six, for their inquiring or alleviation of boredom, but at the same time an opportunity for me to chronicle my own life, and write things that I can look back and reflect upon or remind myself of what had happened at particular points of my life.

It’s not always just League of Legends, wrestling, sports and veiled social commentary, y’know.

Long story short, I haven’t been working for the better part of the last month now.  I resigned from my previous job, which most people knew because they know me, or can probably figure out by the fact that I got Confederate Memorial Day off every year, was along the lines of government work.  Things were a little oppressive, and a little too Big Brother-y, there were some archaic policies and mindsets in play, and in the end, I grew exasperated with my position, and it was just best that we parted ways and wished each other well on our future endeavors.

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(Poorly) Veiled Earth Day bullshit

When I got to work, I noticed that the trash can around my desk had no bag inside of it when I was about to toss some garbage into it.  I looked around, and it turned out that nobody’s trash cans had any bags inside any of them.  I was perplexed by this.

It turns out that the building in which my office is located in has adopted the ever-clichéd “let’s become greener” approach that so many individuals and conglomerate entities attempt on a regular basis.  The recent passing of the latest Earth Day seemed like a convenient date in which to launch this initiative, and for all intents and purposes is effective on a permanent basis.

That’s fine with me, as I do not see any objection to trying to be somewhat more green and conservative with waste.  I don’t care for the fact that I’m not supposed to have leisurely use of my waste basket for empty coffee cups and any other trash that I would normally have tossed in there, but I can play by the rules, if everyone else is willing to.  It is a little obnoxious, but it’s certainly not the end of the world.

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