Congratulations on making entry to Behind the Mixer, the main world of Ryu, the aspiring recording engineer.
Age: 19
Location: Illinois, near Kat and Carney, south of Schultzie.
Aliases: Tycho, g4me_h1ro, bloodyshnozz, DERP, ryu6fw
Vertical Status: Pretty up there
Most Associated Color: Brown
Occupation: Driving Pizzas/College Student
Time Consumers: Video Games, anime, racing canoes, music, being an anime club president, traveling
Money Consumers: Video Games, manga, traveling, collecting vinyl records, expanding selection of musical instruments, Pop-tarts and Mountain Dew, conventions
"You were probably the last person I'd expect to be a dumbass." -Katana
"That's OK, I'm not too attached to my beard, despite it being on my face." -Ryu
"Because he is the Tycho, that's why." -Hider
"MUUUUNNNGERRRRRRRR!!" -Old Proverb
Yeah, I've had enough. I've decided I'll take the way of Schultzie and Fasterisk, and only pop in for Movie Sign, and any other little club chats that interest me. The thing is, I'm never going have what I say stop being misunderstood, or taken with the wrong attitude. No matter what, there would be times when it seems like I might be disrespectful, or vehemently arguing on any issue, whether it be petty or actually something substantial. Because it's chat. All we see are words, without really knowing what kind of person is speaking them, because we can't understand the phonic emphasis they put on those words. The reason I'm posting this is because a few times within the past weeks, I have basically been told to shut up every now and then because people thought I was arguing, pressuring, or badgering, when I really wasn't, or at least, I don't think I was. The thing that finally made me say 'enough chat' happened last night. So I gave myself some sleep, let my thoughts clear, and came to the conclusion that chat will always retain the status of being silly, and I don't need to be a part of it. This really isn't an opinion; check out the latest post on SunfallE's Moderation world for a prime example.
Also, a word of advice: The next time you see somebody say something on chat that may seem disrespectful, beligerent, or possibly hurtful to a mild degree, just remember.
IT'S.
JUST.
CHAT.
"An intelligence test sometimes shows a man how smart he would have been not to have taken it."
Hey all.
Quite a while since last post...not entirely sure of all that has happened since.
-Paddling season ended. The last race was two weekends ago in southern Illinois, down by St. Louis. It was a two race deal, one C-1 race on Saturday and a C-2 race on Sunday. I came 12 seconds behind first on the first day, and did rather crappily the second. I raced really hard the first; I was able to be a fast paddler from Missouri that I never beat before, and came really close to another very fast paddler from Iowa. So that was a nice way to end the season. I have already started making plans for next year: if I get a job, I'll go do the General Clinton Regatta in New York again with Gareth. My mom had been planning to vacation during spring break to Massatuchets to visit some people that will be at the Clinton anyway, so I talked her into thinking about coming with me and paying for travel and hotels and such for the race. She was really floored when she saw us race in Canada, so I think she kinda likes it anyway. It's also the weekend right after Acen. Fun. And the Sunday of Acen, is the Des Plaines Marathon. :D Des Plaines is like, right next door to Rosemont, so it'll all be good. And I won't mind missing Sunday anyway, it was so slow.
-Been trying to squirrel as much money as I can for Youmacon. Right now, I have 80 bucks total, and I hope to increase it by at least 120-160 before we set off. But in this regard, I'm similar to the GetBackers and Cowboy Bebop: I have terrible luck when it comes to money. So I can only hope all goes according to plan...
-My aunt came in yesterday and we started on the Rock!Ryu costume, namely, the pants, which will be the most difficult. She used to be a costume lady for high school and college theatre, so she is really, really good at sewing. If anybody in the family needs something sewed, it goes to her. She also sewed me a paddle bag, which is fleecey and warm. So we did a lot of that, and then she had to leave and took the pants with her, which is good. I plan to figure out the top portion by myself, and it'll all look awesome.
-In prepartion for creating a totally awesome look for Youmacon, I set my guitar on fire. Trust me, it's not as crazy as it sounds, though the guitar itself totally sounds crazy now. The pickups got burned, so the sound is a bit different from what it used to be, and I love it. It doesn't sound broken or anything, still sounds like a guitar, it just has a little extra buzz, crack, and distortion to it...which kinda sounds like the notes are on fire, which is in some way true. This was all done to create a really beat-up used look to it. It's already a piece of shit guitar that I got for free from a bandmate way back, so I had no second thoughts about it. I also sanded and steel wooled the crap out of it, so it's not all shiny anymore. And as it turns out, steel wooling the back of the neck really isn't a bad idea; it makes it smoother, and gets rid of any roughness, which means a nicer feel to the hand while playing.
-Today, I was astounded by the VP of the anime club. I had to go in today for a quick briefing on a costume presentation that she's gonna do for whoever in the school wants to see it, and she wants me to be a model. The two costumes she's having me do are a ninja and John Lennon when he was in his "White Phase". So I was requested to bring in black pants and a black dress shirt for the ninja, and nothing else; she was to bring the costume she wanted me to wear. For the ninja outfit, to her, "The only thing missing is a black scarf around your neck and mouth, and if you want, you can make cardboard shurikan."
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For John Lennon, she said, "I couldn't find any white jackets, so if you have a black shirt or turtleneck, you can wear it under this white dress shirt and people might think it's a jacket. And of course, I couldn't find any white Go-Go boots for a guy. As for the white pants, I have two choices: these sweatpants, or my karate pants."
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......not that I was expecting much from this person, but wow, I don't think I even saw that bad at Acen. Sweatpants? YOUR KARATE PANTS? I went into brainfreeze for a whole two minutes, before I said, "Um, I have this thing against doing things half-assed, so I'll just get my own pants and jacket and stuff. Is that all we needed to discuss? Can I go now?"
My frustration comes from this. This is an anime club. We do not have any prestige, make activites to benefit society or strive to improve the school. We don't interact with other schools, and we don't try to make a name for ourselves. We just want to have a good time, and go to Acen every year, and that is totally fine. That is a perfectly fine club purpose. So when we DO go out of the club room and expose others about the wonders of anime and all of it's sub-cultures, shouldn't we do a really, really good job? We are presenting ourselves to the public in a subject (cosplaying) that we are supposed to be educated, resourceful, and good at. This is either our time to shine, or be laughed at for failing at what we enjoy. Unfortunately, she is in charge of the WHOLE thing, and is preparing just about all the costumes to be modeled, so what I can change will be very minute. I've looked at her facebook pictures of previous costumes, and confirmed that yes, they are quite bad.
Do you ever see an anime fan, and think, "God, I hope other people don't see that person as an example to what we love."? This is one of them.
Well, sorry to end on a sour note. After that mishap, I ran over to Hobby Lobby to pick up some things that I thought would make my Youma cosplay better, because I am so motivated for this to not suck right now.
May I distract you with dancing Korean boys? I think Kimmeh drooled a bit when I first linked her this....they're really good.
So, in anime club today, one of the members wanted to create a partnership of advertising. At the end of every meeting, I show the people who are still there the weekly update of lordgenomeshead.com, and most find it entertaining. Well, this guy offered that he'll advertise my site on his youtube channel if I advertise his youtube channel somehow. So it's really all for him, since I really don't give a shit about the view count for lordgenomeshead.com. Anyway, to help him out, I agreed to advertise it on lordgenomeshead.com as well as announce it on my blog. Well, here it is. And I know it's really retarded. But just go there. Please. rememberthisplace.com
So, it's been a while since I posted about anything, so I'm gonna go back to events from a week ago.
Last weekend I was in a Nabari no Ou slump, and took me till Monday to get out of it. I went to take the second portion of my GED on Saturday, which was Math first, then Reading. I finished my Math about forty-five minutes before the Reading test started, so I took a walk down the neighborhood of Geneva and saw that one of my favorite stores, Kiss the Sky records, was open. I grabbed a record, John Coltrane's Love Supreme. That's a keeper. It just envelopes you in sound, and I love it. Anywho, I got the grades back for the GED a few days ago, and it said 82% on the Math, which sounded about right, and 46% fucking percent on Reading, and I did a major WTF. Reading and Writing are some of my strong points, and this is backed up by my ACT scores. But after recalling the test in my head, I remembered that there were a lot of questions that had answers that could be interpreted differently, so I supposed I read too much in each situation. Curiosly enough, I still got above the minimum point requirement for the test, so life is good, I suppose.
That night, I went to go see a friends concert, but misread the date, and I was a week early. So I cruised over to Borders and picked up the first volume of the Nabari no Ou manga. I was actually in a dilemna, because the twelfth volume of DN Angel had caught my eye, and DN Angel had been put on the backburner for a few years now, so I was like, "Ooh, they're starting again! But Nabari no Ou...they're both eleven dollars...hmmm..." I ended up putting the together and eyeing which had more pages. NnO won. It's a pretty good manga, lot's of good art, and it's different enough from the anime that I won't go, "Seen it." They keep a lot of the same elements and outcomes, but interlude differently every now and then. It's like a WTF difference, such as Full Metal Alchemist, where they go as far as adding and removing characters, and switching names around every now and then.
I went to my first Synthesizer Technology class on Monday and Wednesday, and that was cool. I look forward to messing around in that; it'll be really handy for learning all these sound editing and recording programs I have that I don't know what to do with. Too bad it's full of Macs. Yuck.
Yesterday went to actual concert. Friends band is still kinda kiddie, (c'mon, when you have a name like Deities of Darkness...time to grow up.) They got better since I saw them about a year ago, to the point where it's not a bunch of crap noise, but I still have a few issues with it. I really liked the next band that came on, listened to a few songs, and dug the sound, although the singer was a bit pitchy. I walked outside where all the DoD groupies were, and I said, "Why aren't you in there? They're pretty goood."
"The singer sucks."
And...I didn't say anything significant to that, because their singer is...well...yea.
Today. Was. Brutal. Two eight mile races, came in 2nd in my heat and 1st in class for the first race, 1st overall in the second. And that goddamn headwind did not help the slightest. Not a slight little breeze, oh no, it was almost making white caps. And the motor boats didn't care for us much either. But still, good races, I did very well against a guy from Wisconsin, and actually probably would have beat him if not for the wind. But whatever. Between the two races, because I had extra money from mooching off of parents, I zoomed over to Borders and bought that DN Angel. Haven't read it yet.
And soon, MST, but I'll probably be too tired to either contribute or even stay.
I feel like dying. Ouch. Stupid paddling.
Oh, and for Kastom, who doesn't believe that I met Caboose on a Gmod server.
And he makes it so it only shows his information to friends.
