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December 2005

 

Friday, December 30, 2005

Shit!  ...down time is quickly coming to an end ;(

Here's a bit of good news, though, ...I found a sushi restaurant that delivers!  Not a big deal for many, but I live too close to Garland to have any Japanese bait shops available, let alone offer delivery.

One does, however, and she's mine now!

 

Thursday, December 29, 2005

Special thanks to Joe Kreiner,

Logictech, the Dallas IGDA, nVidia, and HardOCP

for the best L5 Party to-date!

Really nice job, Joseph!

Cheese is just like hot peppers and porn!

One of the food types I buy when I want to treat myself special is cheese.  I love cheese, more than any other snack.  This was probably induced by working at a Hickory Farms (cheese shop) for two years in high school.  When I started, making cheese logs and cheese balls, I wasn't a big fan of cheese, especially the exotic ones.

 

 

I eventually moved to a salesperson position behind the counter.  My best friend Joel worked in the same mall.  We'd coordinate breaks and go out to one of our cars to get stoned.  Eventually, under the influence of the munchies, I became an avid cheese lover ;)

Anyhow, I went to the frig last night to grab a few specimens of some very extreme cheeses that I bought for the holidays.  Every time I open these, and get a nosefull of their repulsive stench, I wonder why I like to actually eat them.  I mean, these are grotesque globs of rancid retchedness, most cover with mold and mildew, that are incredibly appealing to me, ...and I'm not sure why.

Even further, cheese is like hot peppers and porn, ...as the years go by, I search for more and more intense versions of the stimulations.  It's like there's a tolerance level that is reached and then must be breeched.  Not sure why. 

 

Wednesday, December 28, 2005

 Down time is so up!

"I did absolutely nothing and it was everything I thought it could be!" - Peter Gibbons, 1999

I have nine days (Mrs Bueller!) of absolutely nothing to do but go to parties and laze around in my wonderful home.  It's only the midpoint of the vacation, and already I've been to four parties.  When I'm not recuperating from these, I'm eating decadent foods and sipping expensive vodka here at my house.  I haven't rented a single DVD since May, so I have a large pile of 5-day rentals sitting next to me.  I also have the first half of Season 2 of Lost recorded.  I have a half-dozen games to play, including SiN Episodes ;)  I love time-off!

My favorite party was with my Russian friends, of course, on Christmas Eve.  Great food and great company, as always.  I'm usually the only non-Russian speaking person at these events, so I also get to learn more about the Motherland.  This time, I learned that there are many, many, many toasts dedicated to vodka and eating.  I have heard some of these already, but many were new.  There are special toasts for between drinks #1 and #2, and #3 and #4, #4 and #5, ...many, many toasts ;)  We also sang Russian songs for more than a few hours, ...such a beautiful language.  On its own it is music to my ears, but then when this language is sung, ...my heart melts.

...thanks Anton, Elena, and Nikita for making feel like family!

Speaking of Russian, the stylized picture of a cat on the right has been hanging in my parents house since I was born, usually in the kitchen.  It is a common and often-recalled tag in many of my memories.

When my dad died, it was one of the things I took with me, and it now hangs in my kitchen.  It is a cherished piece of the past.

The only thing I ever heard about this cat was that it is Russian.  Over the years, even before I took possession, I have searched for more information about the cat.  This interest grew even more after I found my hunger for Russia a few years ago.

It wasn't until last week that I suddenly realized (I'm very slow sometimes;) I have this vast and deep pool of Russian knowledge called LiveJournal at my disposal.

Sure enough, within minutes of posting a request, I got my answer, ...Russian Satirical Lubok.  Friends sent me this link showing a version of the very same cat.  Very cool!  ...thanks to Kotovsky and Lotrin!

A translation of the text in the upper left corner reads - "The Cat of Kazan, the Wit of Astrakhan, and the Smarts of Siberia. Glorious life he led, on sweet foods was fed, had weak farts, they said."...

...I believe I may be this Cat of Kazan!

A few final words for Mother Russia, ...I MISS YOU!

Grigori, sir, you are a great photographer and a very lucky man!  Readers, go visit Galitsin News sometime!

 

Wednesday, December 21, 2005

      For no other reason than to say "This is one of the best!"...

                 ...people I've ever met.  Thanks for being my friend, Joe!

 

Friday, December 16, 2005

 

Bittersweet Chocolates

The lads at id software invited us to the Stars vs Panthers hockey game last week.  We can walk to the arena from the Ritual office, it's so close.  Premium box seats, great food, even top-shelf vodka.  Thanks, guys!

Last week brought the first cold days in Dallas, ...REAL cold actually, below freezing.  This was the first night I wore a coat.

As I put the coat on, I checked the pockets.  I love checking the pockets of a coat the first time I wear it for the year.  There's usually some reminder of times gone past, even if only a receipt or something silly.

There was indeed something special!

  The last time I wore this coat was in Moscow.  I found these chocolates still in the inside pocket (they are Russian, if you can't read the blurry picture).

I felt both sides of nostalgia.  Remembering Moscow makes me happy, but also a little sad.  I miss that place ;)

...this picture is only included to show I was, in fact, wearing the coat that night.

 

Tuesday, December 6, 2005

  I just finished the most rewarding class I've ever taken, and given. I think that's why, because I got to be a student and a teacher at the same time.

The class is called Anticipation (www.anteinstitute.org www.anticipation.info) and is offered at the University of Texas, Dallas.  Great class, great teacher, great students!

It's difficult to explain everything here in short updates...

...but basically Dr. Mihai Nadin (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mihai_Nadin) is researching the use of computer games to keep minds active.  It's primary goal is to exercise the brain's plasticity through out life, and thus keep it fresh and rejuvenating, very similar to physical exercise.

Even after taking/giving the first class, I am still more than a little foggy on the entirety of this new research.  I feel like I have been playing in mud (computer games) all this time making mud pies like a child, and now this fellow comes along and shows me how to make bricks.  I'm not sure what to do with the bricks, but I can tell it is a very cool thing to know. 

Seneludens is a specific focus of Anticipation and hopes to find new ways to keep the aging population alive and alert.  It strikes me as humorous that we are trying to get rusty old farts to become active again by telling them to take up a keyboard or controller. The youth are chastised for playing games and thus being "inactive", and now we are urging the elderly to do just that in order to become active again.

http://www.anteinstitute.org/pdf/seneludens_robot.pdf 

http://www.secretlair.com/index.php?/clickableculture/entry/seneludens_senior_gamers

http://www.igda.org/columns/ivorytower/ivory_Mar05.php

The students were great.  If you've ever had the chance to teach, the ultimate is at the graduate level.  teaching smart people is very thrilling.  You sort of point, even aimlessly, and they are off like dogs on a fox.  I was there simply to help with the level editor, btw.

Thanks Dr. Nadin and the rest of the class!  It was a real pleasure!

 

Sunday, December 4, 2005

 Okay, so if I had to pick my favorite of favorites, the one I'd show to an absent God, or any visiting aliens searching for intelligent life, ...if I had to select, even above Led Zeppelin or YES, ...it would be Ludwig Van!

Delicately sipping my beloved (and authentic!) vodochka and listening to the 9th Symphony, ...and remembering the whole time that the poor guy was deaf by this time, ...wow!

...if I had to pick, this would be the one.

 

Saturday, December 3, 2005

 I really have been working long hours since May.  9-out-of-10 of them were great, ...making levels is up there with eating, sleeping, and sex for me.

Still, not getting enough sleep does some screwy things to your brain.  I've been seeing a shit ton of coincidences for months now, and some of them are truly weird.

Here's one, ...I'm from New Haven, Connecticut.  I collect things from New Haven, and my house is a small museum to the Elm City.  I have a multi-shelf library of books about New Haven.  I found this one on Amazon while I was waiting for a level to compile back in June.

Most of the books I have are from the Colonial Era.  I was especially interested in this book, though, because it covered the time when I lived there (1957-1968).  I was really excited when I got the book and immediately scanned the table of contents.  The last few chapters focused on the 1950s and 1960s when the city saw major renovations and massive attempts to remove the urban blight.

It even mentioned my grade school, Timothy Dwight School, because it was a brand new school and represented the new growth and renewal.  My first grade class was the first one there in 1964.  So, I flip back to this chapter and find this picture...

...of the school that first year.  Guess who that is walking home one Autumn day in 1964 ;)

Most of the students took the bus to school (group of kids walking in the opposite direction), but I lived on the next block and walked.  Hard to believe a 6-year old could walk around in a city alone back then. 

 

Anyhow, you can imagine the cool "Wow!  What are the chances of that happening!" feeling I got when I saw this picture.

 

Friday, December 2, 2005

Ya, ya, ya!  No updates since May, ...been that busy.  Now, I have plenty of time ;)

First thing to show is this incredibly beautiful Khokhloma mouse made for me by Katya and her artists.  Katya lives in St. Petersburg, but her artists are from Nizhni Novgorod where the art style originates.

I don't know why I love this so much, but I'm getting a second one made just to frame and hang on my wall.

 

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