Big purchase for 2009:
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Monday, November 23, 2009
End-of-Hiatus Return (Teaser)
Just a little nudge/teaser to show whoever is out there that this blog still has not died - not that anyone reads this crap anyway.
Big purchase for 2009:
More posts may follow...
Big purchase for 2009:
More posts may follow...
Saturday, September 12, 2009
A Change of Pace
Hello,
Back many moons ago, when I first began this 'blog', I had a dream. I had a dream that I could emulate what - moreso, who - I originally wrote as in the blogs I started 4 years ago. If you would like to experience the grandeur of such classic writings, please visit here and here.
But as I found, that persona was too unsustainable at this point in time. Mainly because it was a persona too awesome that it had to be left in the annals of history. According to some, it was too douchey. That is partially true, but it's still fun to read what I wrote 4 years ago. Furthermore, it's also because the persona of Darth Gaylord has fallen victim to a common issue amongst writers who want to continue something many years later.
You see, whenever you write something, you're in a specific mindset. Especially during fiction. Your own writings in your blogs may never change because you might have the same style of telling stories and recounting things throughout your life, but for fiction, that's a different matter. Your style changes over time, and is most likely always influenced by writers you have enjoyed thoroughly, whose work you've read recently. It's always difficult to get into the same frame of mind many years later. An example of this is movies. Dear directors, if you made an awesome movie, please don't ruin it by making sequels based on box office projections. If you want to make a sequel, pre-plan it thoroughly. Thank you.
Alas, the time has come for Darth Gaylord to be buried and left behind. I will however keep the blog title, and occasionally refer to him in my writings, as homages to the enjoyment DG brought me over the years.
For those of you who read my old Windows Live Space, you'll remember that I used to write my blog entries in a multitude of formats (inc. short story, script, etc.). Lately I've been having cravings of writing like that again, which is why I decided that it was time for Darth Gaylord to retire.
And now, to leave the past behind me (hakuna matata), here is a list of things that have happened:
That is my change of pace; my change of pace I give to you.
That's all I have to say about that.
Back many moons ago, when I first began this 'blog', I had a dream. I had a dream that I could emulate what - moreso, who - I originally wrote as in the blogs I started 4 years ago. If you would like to experience the grandeur of such classic writings, please visit here and here.
But as I found, that persona was too unsustainable at this point in time. Mainly because it was a persona too awesome that it had to be left in the annals of history. According to some, it was too douchey. That is partially true, but it's still fun to read what I wrote 4 years ago. Furthermore, it's also because the persona of Darth Gaylord has fallen victim to a common issue amongst writers who want to continue something many years later.
You see, whenever you write something, you're in a specific mindset. Especially during fiction. Your own writings in your blogs may never change because you might have the same style of telling stories and recounting things throughout your life, but for fiction, that's a different matter. Your style changes over time, and is most likely always influenced by writers you have enjoyed thoroughly, whose work you've read recently. It's always difficult to get into the same frame of mind many years later. An example of this is movies. Dear directors, if you made an awesome movie, please don't ruin it by making sequels based on box office projections. If you want to make a sequel, pre-plan it thoroughly. Thank you.
Alas, the time has come for Darth Gaylord to be buried and left behind. I will however keep the blog title, and occasionally refer to him in my writings, as homages to the enjoyment DG brought me over the years.
For those of you who read my old Windows Live Space, you'll remember that I used to write my blog entries in a multitude of formats (inc. short story, script, etc.). Lately I've been having cravings of writing like that again, which is why I decided that it was time for Darth Gaylord to retire.
And now, to leave the past behind me (hakuna matata), here is a list of things that have happened:- Leaving Cadets
- My-grope-ia test
- Getting this CD (it is very good):
That is my change of pace; my change of pace I give to you.That's all I have to say about that.
Sunday, August 30, 2009
Monday, August 17, 2009
Mail for a Man
Greetings henchmen,
Today this came in the mail:
Yes, this is the CD that lead to my discovery of the Five Optometrists.
I have not the time nor the patience to take photos of all the bits and pieces that cameth with the package and CD. All you needest to know is that the production value is amazing. Great detail has evidently been put in all the aspects of the CD, including the CD itself which has a cool subversive embossing of the bassists' names.
Upon my arrival to my humble abode, the one that I call my home, I pranced over to the box of mail and retrieved its contents. One of the aforementioned contents was a letter from Commonwealth Bank, and surprise surprise, I have not gotten anything by way of interest. If I recall correctly, the last time I got interest was $0.01.
Anyway, obtaining the CD, I spent a good 62 minutes listening to this on our ancient but good stereo system. It was, for lack of better words, music to my ears.
Be sure to check them out if you want, infidels. Perhaps on youtube or something.
For now, chem beckons.
This is my mail; my mail I give to you.
That's all I have to say about that.
Today this came in the mail:
Yes, this is the CD that lead to my discovery of the Five Optometrists.
I have not the time nor the patience to take photos of all the bits and pieces that cameth with the package and CD. All you needest to know is that the production value is amazing. Great detail has evidently been put in all the aspects of the CD, including the CD itself which has a cool subversive embossing of the bassists' names.
Upon my arrival to my humble abode, the one that I call my home, I pranced over to the box of mail and retrieved its contents. One of the aforementioned contents was a letter from Commonwealth Bank, and surprise surprise, I have not gotten anything by way of interest. If I recall correctly, the last time I got interest was $0.01.
Anyway, obtaining the CD, I spent a good 62 minutes listening to this on our ancient but good stereo system. It was, for lack of better words, music to my ears.
Be sure to check them out if you want, infidels. Perhaps on youtube or something.
For now, chem beckons.
This is my mail; my mail I give to you.
That's all I have to say about that.
Friday, August 14, 2009
Update from a Man Mk. II
Greetings,
Updates are as follows:
#1. The situation in Castle Towers has not changed. One of the old optometrists was replaced. What with? What else but another optometrist.
#2. The past week may be likened to the chocolate baby that comes out of a dog's anus. Indeed, it has definitely been phenomenal in its scale of gayness, and I still have three more exams. I suppose it seems tame compared to others though.
I have not much to say.
Those were my updates; my updates I give to you.
That's all I have to say about that.
Updates are as follows:
#1. The situation in Castle Towers has not changed. One of the old optometrists was replaced. What with? What else but another optometrist.
#2. The past week may be likened to the chocolate baby that comes out of a dog's anus. Indeed, it has definitely been phenomenal in its scale of gayness, and I still have three more exams. I suppose it seems tame compared to others though.
I have not much to say.
Those were my updates; my updates I give to you.
That's all I have to say about that.
Sunday, August 9, 2009
Message from a Man
Greetings any readers who may stumble across this,
Just a quick good luck before the inevitability of our doom, AKA examinations.
For a spot of pre-exam entertainment, I present to you the way in which someone kicked my ass. Somehow -- I know not how.
Me: Okay, hang on. I need to go and drain the sea dragon.
Person (I cannot remember who): More like sea worm.
I shall see you all merrily after Exams.
This is my message; my message I give to you.
That's all I have to say about that.
Just a quick good luck before the inevitability of our doom, AKA examinations.
For a spot of pre-exam entertainment, I present to you the way in which someone kicked my ass. Somehow -- I know not how.
Me: Okay, hang on. I need to go and drain the sea dragon.
Person (I cannot remember who): More like sea worm.
I shall see you all merrily after Exams.
This is my message; my message I give to you.
That's all I have to say about that.
Sunday, August 2, 2009
Musings of a Man Mk. III
Hello once again infidels,
It has come to my attention that Castle Towers has, over the years, become what one might call "a piece of poop". I had once placed much faith in the many shops within Castle Towers, many moons ago, but it seems that the trust I placed in them to continuously have stores worthy of browsing has been betrayed. What do I mean by this?
Castle Towers sold out. And I do not mean that the establishment ran out of things to purchase. I mean it in the sense like "that awesome band gave up their values for commercialism" kind of thing. There used to be many an awesome shop, but in recent times Towers has turned into a distorted, disgusting slush of fashion stores.
My recent escapades on the internet led to my desire to own the SMV album "Thunder", a phenomenal collaboration between three of our time's greatest bassists (if not the three greatest). So I departed from the comfort of my abode and trekked up to the shops. Star trekkin' across the universe. I had previously known that HMV was destroyed to facilitate a clothes shop, but little did I know that it would get worse from there.
As a bit of background knowledge for your comprehension of this atrocity of store rearrangement, Castle Towers already had three optometrists before. I'm not sure if there were more, but if my memory is serving me well, there used to be three (sunglasses exclusive shops do not count). As I exited Sanity, a shop which by no means should be called a "music shop" due to their poor stock, I made my way to good old Castle Hill Records.
As the internet people say, "double ewe tee eff". To my chagrin I discovered that Castle Hill Records had been replaced by another optometrist. So, needing to get a birthday card for my grandpa, I set off towards the news agent. Passing by an old perfume and scented candle shop that used to be there (it used to make my eyes water to walk past), I discovered that the old perfume shop was being replaced by ANOTHER optometrist.
You do not need FIVE optometrists under the same roof. WHAT. I am not even sure if there are more; I just remember that there are FIVE now. I very much dislike the fact that big companies' marketing staff think they know what's "hip" and "cool". "I'm Lovin' It" my ass. The only thing good there is their cream of ice.
The species that was once named "an awesome shop" is now a dying breed. What good is there left in Towers now? EB, Fletcher's Fotographics, Pet's Paradise. The pickings are slim.
These are my troubles with Towers; my troubles with Towers I give to you.
That's all I have to say about that.
It has come to my attention that Castle Towers has, over the years, become what one might call "a piece of poop". I had once placed much faith in the many shops within Castle Towers, many moons ago, but it seems that the trust I placed in them to continuously have stores worthy of browsing has been betrayed. What do I mean by this?
Castle Towers sold out. And I do not mean that the establishment ran out of things to purchase. I mean it in the sense like "that awesome band gave up their values for commercialism" kind of thing. There used to be many an awesome shop, but in recent times Towers has turned into a distorted, disgusting slush of fashion stores.
My recent escapades on the internet led to my desire to own the SMV album "Thunder", a phenomenal collaboration between three of our time's greatest bassists (if not the three greatest). So I departed from the comfort of my abode and trekked up to the shops. Star trekkin' across the universe. I had previously known that HMV was destroyed to facilitate a clothes shop, but little did I know that it would get worse from there.
As a bit of background knowledge for your comprehension of this atrocity of store rearrangement, Castle Towers already had three optometrists before. I'm not sure if there were more, but if my memory is serving me well, there used to be three (sunglasses exclusive shops do not count). As I exited Sanity, a shop which by no means should be called a "music shop" due to their poor stock, I made my way to good old Castle Hill Records.
As the internet people say, "double ewe tee eff". To my chagrin I discovered that Castle Hill Records had been replaced by another optometrist. So, needing to get a birthday card for my grandpa, I set off towards the news agent. Passing by an old perfume and scented candle shop that used to be there (it used to make my eyes water to walk past), I discovered that the old perfume shop was being replaced by ANOTHER optometrist.
You do not need FIVE optometrists under the same roof. WHAT. I am not even sure if there are more; I just remember that there are FIVE now. I very much dislike the fact that big companies' marketing staff think they know what's "hip" and "cool". "I'm Lovin' It" my ass. The only thing good there is their cream of ice.
The species that was once named "an awesome shop" is now a dying breed. What good is there left in Towers now? EB, Fletcher's Fotographics, Pet's Paradise. The pickings are slim.
These are my troubles with Towers; my troubles with Towers I give to you.
That's all I have to say about that.
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