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2010: The Year I Stop Running

12/01/2010

Happy 2010! May all your troubles last as long as your New Year’s resolu… What the–?! Where is everyone? Ah, way to go Siegfried, late as usual. I guess I’ve been off the grid for a while. As of today, Twenty-ten has already chugged back twelve of its days and every tried and true blogger out there has been churning out post after post with what seems like little or no rest. So, why are my fingertips pecking my laptop’s keyboard twelve whole days after this new year dropped its anchor? Why have I waited so long to publish my first post of the year?

Because I’m a lazy blogger, that’s why, and if I were anything like Old Ben Kenobi and the Force were my ally, I’d sense millions of voices (more like a dozen) suddenly cry out in agreement. In addition to the fact that I’m as idle as Garfield (and as lasagna-loving), writing is simply not my forte.

A couple of months ago, I began courting the idea of having my very own blog about je ne sais quoi, as if the blogosphere wasn’t already as overpopulated as India. I picked the most obvious username I could think of and set out with no clear direction or purpose. No real reason as to why I was venturing in here. I just was.

The blogging community is filled with people who aren’t afraid of opening up and sharing their thoughts and opinions with whoever is willing to read. People who make it look effortless, as if the words just flowed with the wave of a wand. A wand I don’t happen to possess, though I’d prefer a staff. Why would I want to assume the role of writer, when reading is so much easier?

Being a complete novice, this has yet to become a part of my regular routine, as evidenced by my lack of activity. It has yet to stick. Don’t even know if it will. After all, this wouldn’t be the first time I start something, only to pull the black and yellow-striped eject lever shortly after. A few miles from here, there’s an evil little brunette who can attest to this. I like to call her She-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named, or ex, for short.

Putting myself out there has always been beyond the outskirts of my comfort zone. So, why haven’t I pulled that lever yet, when I’m so clearly convinced I don’t have the chops for this? Why don’t I just add this blog to the impressively long list of other things I’ve abandoned?

I think I know why.

Because I already started, and I’m tired of quitting. I’m tired of running. Tired of being tired of running and not doing anything to stop. Tired of slacking. This is the year I stop bailing out. The year I stop pulling that lever at the first sign of difficulty. The year I dust off everything I’ve forsaken and finish what I started. My name translates into “Victorious Peace.” I think I have the “Peace” part handled, now I need to work on that first part.

Happy belated 2010 to everyone!

Pixar’s Up: Remixed. Result: Geekgasm.

30/12/2009

I’m “hopelessly geek-ridden.” If you had no clue, then I suspect you don’t pride yourself on wielding a keen power of observation. Maybe not even a mild one. Won’t even ask if you can guess my nationality. I’ve been a geek for as long as I can remember. Since before it was considered “cool.” I think “Star Wars” might have been the catalyst. Anyway, when a geek experiences something extremely geekish, his mind peaks and explodes in an intense fireball of geeky pleasure. Its called a “geekgasm.” I just had one. Actually, I had two.

This morning, while zipping around my newsreader, I came upon this remix video of Pixar’s “Up.” It’s the creation of Nick Bertke (a.k.a Pogo) who’s an emerging electronic music artist in Perth, Western Australia. He made this by taking chords, bass notes and vocal samples from the movie. The end result is nothing short of amazing. Accolades go to you, Pogo.

And if this wasn’t enough to make my day, I discovered he also worked his magic on “The Sword in the Stone”, which is my all time favorite animated movie. I’ll definitely keep my eye on this guy and I can’t wait for his next masterpiece.

Still Missing: Christmas Spirit

24/12/2009

Tonight is Christmas Eve or Nochebuena, as it’s known here in Puerto Rico. A time for family gatherings to celebrate in anticipation of Christmas. A time when kids wonder if the pudgy man from the North Pole will bring them everything they asked for, when he makes his rounds later in the night. For me, today was just another uneventful Thursday.

No, I’m not a Grinch or a Scrooge who gripes, complains or even hates the holidays and everything related to it. What I am, for the second year in a row, is short on Christmas spirit.

As I type this, I look around and I can’t spot a single Christmas ornament. No lights. No garlands. Not even a Christmas tree. Wasn’t always like this, though.

A little over a year ago, I lost my best friend. I lost my favorite movie partner. A man whose words I’d give anything to hear right now. A man who was everything I aspire to be. My dad. Christmas just stopped being relevant. It just ceased to matter. I reckon It wont be like this forever. I know I’ll find my Christmas Spirit again. I want to.

But just because I choose to boycott my own Christmas, doesn’t mean I have to ruin it for everyone else. So, whoever you may be, I truly wish you & yours have a Merry Christmas, even if I won’t. Maybe next year. Hopefully.

Robin Hood Returns! No Bryan Adams.

22/12/2009

The soon-to-be 10 year old movie “Gladiator” is pretty awesome. So, when I found out a couple of months ago, that Russell Crowe had re-teamed with Ridley Scott to update the story of Sir Robin and his Sherwood Forest followers, I was ecstatic.

I was first acquainted with the legend of the outlawed gifted archer who steals from the rich and gives to the poor, through a couple of anthropomorphic animals in Disney’s animated “Robin Hood.” I was about 4 years old. Growing up, my father introduced me to Errol Flynn’s “The Adventures of Robin Hood”, which today is one of my all-time favorite movies and I can’t watch my DVD copy enough. Recently, I discovered the BBC’s “Robin Hood” series, and so far it’s been servicing my eyes quite alright. Especially that Lucy Griffiths playing Marian. *sigh*

This new film looks dirty and somber. I can see they’re going for historical accuracy and realism here. I’m confident this will end up being an epic feast and I’m positive it will be better than Kevin Costner & his mullet’s portrayal of the anti-hero, which I happen to love. Minus the many mistakes and goofs that movie has.

Can’t wait for this! Makes me wanna don green tights, fashion myself a bow & arrow and shoot something. Or someone. Perhaps a neighbor.

Avatar Has Cometh

20/12/2009

"I'm the king of the world!"

At noon yesterday, I watched James Cameron’s latest sci-fi epic, “Avatar.” There is something amazing that occurs when you witness a certain film. Something powerful. Most movies nowadays lack this, but every once in a while, a movie comes along that has it. A movie that envelopes you with sheer awe & wonderment. That takes ahold of your imagination and makes you feel like a little kid again. This thing is called magic. Movie magic. “Avatar” is one of those movies.

Thank you, Mr. Cameron, for making me feel something I’ve not felt for a long, long time.

Now,  if you’ll excuse me, I’ll go pack up my stuff and move to the planet moon of Pandora. I want to make the 4.3 light year journey, even if it means sleeping for years in a cryogenic chamber to get there. I want to wander through Pandora’s jungles. To explore its lush flaura and fauna. To meet a beautiful 9 feet tall humanoid. To.. What? Not possible? What do you mean we don’t have the technology? Damn it. I’ll have to settle for watching the movie again, and that’s fine by me. 😀

Old School Heroes Strike Back

20/12/2009

I wish I had never seen “Twilight.”  I wish I could lose every single horrible memory of it by lacunar amnesia. That’s a memory gap I’m willing to live with. So, what happens when I see an animated clip of old school action heroes taking on the current Vampire fad? Sheer glee. 😀

Link via Occasional Rants and Raves

Siegfried vs. The Ceramic Floor

11/12/2009

I’ve spent the last few days getting acquainted with a ceramic tile floor. On my knees, gently running my hard rubber float at a 45 degree angle across its surface, while forcing the grout into its joints. You see, I’m somewhat of a “handyman.” Emphasis on “somewhat.” During this soon-to-expire year, I’ve joined the millions of people who take it upon themselves to do projects around the house. Tasks which are usually entrusted to experts. Yes, my friends, I am a DIYer. A novice DIYer.

Last year my parents decided to make a few renovations and additions to the house. They hired some “professionals” who didn’t bring the job to completion, and even though most of the work got done, the family room and part of the front terrace didn’t. Getting outside help doesn’t come cheap, and in this dwindling economy, I knew I had to see this through myself and perhaps save some dinero in the process. I knew the skill set required to not screw this up was beyond me.

Needless to say, I avoided this project like the H1N1 virus. After more than a year of watching dust particles squatting where grout should be, I finally have had enough. But if I was ever going to whip these floors into shape, I needed guidance. I needed knowledge. Enlightenment. I needed Chuck Norris. I then remembered I wanted to get these floors done and not destroy them. HGTV and DIY Network became my teachers. I was ready. Confident. Pumped.

It’s been three days since I started this back-breaking adventure. Family room’s almost done. Tiles are looking pretty good. The floor and I have grown quite close. I’m sure we’d be buddies, if it were, you know, a person.

Good afternoon, good evening or good night.

I’ve Been a Horrible Blogger

03/12/2009

I brought this blog into the world and I’ve failed to maintain it. I’ve deprived it from ongoing and regular entries and made it suffer from extreme neglect.

In fact, if there was such a thing as a Blog Protective Services, I’m sure at least one of my five readers would’ve called the Blog Abuse Hotline and I would be serving sentence right about now. Maybe rocking myself back and forth in my cell, saying “I did the best I could” over and over.

Not if I can help it!

This blog will not resent me while growing up in foster care. I won’t give it up. I’m back and I’ll be giving this blog the frequent care it deserves.

I’m gonna take this opportunity to thank all of my five readers out there (which are probably just two by now) and say that you will finally have something new to read. Some new posts to roll your eyes at. Something new to waste your precious time on. Time you shall never ever get back and probably wish you could. I’m so excited for you. Whoever you are.

Veterans Day

11/11/2009

Veterans Day by someecards

Internet, I Salute You

09/11/2009

It’s at times like these that I stand up and tip my top hat in honor of whoever invented the internet. I don’t really have a top hat, but I want one. A razor-edged top hat that I can throw around and decapitate stuff.