This is a commentary about the nonsense that is haiku.
Haikus don’t make sense,
But they don’t really have to.
Refrigerator.
Saturday, January 30, 2010
New Post Numero Dos!
Forgot to mention this last post Mrs. Morrison but my internet was down and this was my first chance to post because I’m using Janet’s laptop, I hope my grade will not be affected.
I wanted to take some time to discuss another nerdy topic: Magic The Gathering. It is a card game where you fight with creatures and magic and all that type of garbage. Me and my boys have quite a bit of fun playing it. The game breaks down like this: you, the player, is known as a plains walker a mage who moves through different plains of existence to learn different types of summoning spells and abilities. There are 5 types of magic, black, white, blue, red, and green. Black uses offensive death spell type magic, white is holy healing type magic, blue is defensive magic, red is direct attack damage, and green is creature summoning focused. It’s a crazy amount of fun.
I wanted to take some time to discuss another nerdy topic: Magic The Gathering. It is a card game where you fight with creatures and magic and all that type of garbage. Me and my boys have quite a bit of fun playing it. The game breaks down like this: you, the player, is known as a plains walker a mage who moves through different plains of existence to learn different types of summoning spells and abilities. There are 5 types of magic, black, white, blue, red, and green. Black uses offensive death spell type magic, white is holy healing type magic, blue is defensive magic, red is direct attack damage, and green is creature summoning focused. It’s a crazy amount of fun.
It's D&D!
I'm currently playing D&D with my good friends. We are messing up a bunch of Goblins and a dragon. Anyhow, I greatly love being a nerd, especially because I still get to have a hot girlfriend =D. Erik Lupton just hit a goblin with some fire, good times, good times. Annnd I just died...for the second time... this is getting to be ridiculous! We’re about to win! But I’m still dead. This is rather fun, I can’t imagine what whoever might be reading this would think haha. I sound nuts…oh well life goes on, unless of course you’re dead, like me. Ok now we won and now Janet is going to heal me, this is good. Anyway, I really enjoy these types of fantasy games; I wish life was a real adventure: slaying beasts, saving damsels on distress, helping the weak and helpless. Being a true hero! Yes I am a super nerd and I am proud.
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
Character Backstory
This was my character, Patik’s, back-story from the monologues.
Patik was born in present day India long before the countries were divided as they are now. He was born to a family of moderate wealth and social standing. As a young man he was arranged to married to the beautiful girl in his village whom he fell deeply in love with. By the age of 16 they were to be wed, but she fell ill and died. Heart broken, Patik set out on a journey that would take throughout most of the known world. He studied several different martial arts and held conference with several religious figures and gurus. He became a master of the arts and the growing and preparation of food. Years later Patik was visiting his brother in the village of his birth when he stumbled upon a child, no older that a few days, weeks at best, abandoned. He waited with the child for several hours for the young boys parents to return. When no one came Patik searched high and low to no avail. He adopted the boy as his own and raised him as the son he never had.
Patik was born in present day India long before the countries were divided as they are now. He was born to a family of moderate wealth and social standing. As a young man he was arranged to married to the beautiful girl in his village whom he fell deeply in love with. By the age of 16 they were to be wed, but she fell ill and died. Heart broken, Patik set out on a journey that would take throughout most of the known world. He studied several different martial arts and held conference with several religious figures and gurus. He became a master of the arts and the growing and preparation of food. Years later Patik was visiting his brother in the village of his birth when he stumbled upon a child, no older that a few days, weeks at best, abandoned. He waited with the child for several hours for the young boys parents to return. When no one came Patik searched high and low to no avail. He adopted the boy as his own and raised him as the son he never had.
Alphabet Poem
Frantic, foolhardy, frenzied, freak
Gains, gainsay, genial, goodness
Half-baked habits, half hearted hate
Is idle, ill-advised, inane
Just jovial jubilee, jolly journaled journey
Keeps, keeper’s, keepsake
Love’s, lover’s luscious lady-love
My mind makes me mad, my mistress makes me mirthful
Gains, gainsay, genial, goodness
Half-baked habits, half hearted hate
Is idle, ill-advised, inane
Just jovial jubilee, jolly journaled journey
Keeps, keeper’s, keepsake
Love’s, lover’s luscious lady-love
My mind makes me mad, my mistress makes me mirthful
Marching Band
The dull roar of a crowded room,
everyone sets up while all horns tune.
The shine of the drums, woodwind, and brass
at long last comes the beginning of class.
B-flat warm up, it's time to play,
and find that every instrument has something to say.
Percussion booming, while woodwinds hum,
the brass crescendos in with a loud buh-bum!
In heat of summer, in the dead of night,
On the bleachers, or decked out for sake of Halloween’s fright.
Drummer roll off, let cadence begin
Fingers crossed that our team might actually win.
everyone sets up while all horns tune.
The shine of the drums, woodwind, and brass
at long last comes the beginning of class.
B-flat warm up, it's time to play,
and find that every instrument has something to say.
Percussion booming, while woodwinds hum,
the brass crescendos in with a loud buh-bum!
In heat of summer, in the dead of night,
On the bleachers, or decked out for sake of Halloween’s fright.
Drummer roll off, let cadence begin
Fingers crossed that our team might actually win.
Old Scene
A bit delayed but here it is...
Spiderman- Pete Imbesi
Doctor Octopus- Jose Garcia
Woman- Alison Farrell
[Spiderman is minding his own business, swinging through the city and searching for trouble.]
Woman: EEEEEEEEEEEK!
Spiderman: That came from the bank on the other street... Better check it out.
[At the bank! Dr. Octopus is grabbing moneybags from a vault.]
Dr. Octopus: Good funding is so hard to come by these days... Thankyou for letting me make a little withdrawal... Heh.
Woman: Just you wait, Ock, Spiderman'll get you for this!
Dr. Octopus: Hm! Unfortunately, I won't be around long enough to allow that irritating arachnid the time to get me.
Woman: Just you wait- Hey! Spiderman!
[Spiderman swoops in, looking defiant and awesome.]
Spiderman: Drop the money, Ock!
Dr. Octopus: Punctual as always, we were just speaking of you.
Woman: Get him, Spid-AHH! Help me!
[Ock grabs the woman in his claws, and holds them over her head ominously!]
Spiderman: Let her go, Ock!
Dr. Octopus: Make one more move, and she loses her head.
Spiderman: Put her down.
Dr.Octopus: I'll put her down, once you've gone on your merry way.
[Spiderman begins to back away bit by bit, but at the last second, shoots a web at Doc Ock's face, leaving the villain to panic and shoves the woman away. Spiderman keeps the woman from falling, giving Doc Ock enough time to escape through the bank entrance.]
Spiderman: Huh... I wonder what he's up to.
Spiderman- Pete Imbesi
Doctor Octopus- Jose Garcia
Woman- Alison Farrell
[Spiderman is minding his own business, swinging through the city and searching for trouble.]
Woman: EEEEEEEEEEEK!
Spiderman: That came from the bank on the other street... Better check it out.
[At the bank! Dr. Octopus is grabbing moneybags from a vault.]
Dr. Octopus: Good funding is so hard to come by these days... Thankyou for letting me make a little withdrawal... Heh.
Woman: Just you wait, Ock, Spiderman'll get you for this!
Dr. Octopus: Hm! Unfortunately, I won't be around long enough to allow that irritating arachnid the time to get me.
Woman: Just you wait- Hey! Spiderman!
[Spiderman swoops in, looking defiant and awesome.]
Spiderman: Drop the money, Ock!
Dr. Octopus: Punctual as always, we were just speaking of you.
Woman: Get him, Spid-AHH! Help me!
[Ock grabs the woman in his claws, and holds them over her head ominously!]
Spiderman: Let her go, Ock!
Dr. Octopus: Make one more move, and she loses her head.
Spiderman: Put her down.
Dr.Octopus: I'll put her down, once you've gone on your merry way.
[Spiderman begins to back away bit by bit, but at the last second, shoots a web at Doc Ock's face, leaving the villain to panic and shoves the woman away. Spiderman keeps the woman from falling, giving Doc Ock enough time to escape through the bank entrance.]
Spiderman: Huh... I wonder what he's up to.
Friday, January 22, 2010
I'm Not Sorry
Dear friend, I'm sorry about your face,
That punch did bring me much disgrace.
You know I love you, like a brother,
and trust you more than any other.
A bulet for you, I would take,
and through no conflict could our friendship shake.
We've been through so much, and through and through,
I believe I've always been there for you.
So again I'm sorry, but take this statement as law,
"touch my cousin and I'll break your jaw."
That punch did bring me much disgrace.
You know I love you, like a brother,
and trust you more than any other.
A bulet for you, I would take,
and through no conflict could our friendship shake.
We've been through so much, and through and through,
I believe I've always been there for you.
So again I'm sorry, but take this statement as law,
"touch my cousin and I'll break your jaw."
Thursday, January 14, 2010
Catching Up
I have fallen behind on my blog, so much so that I have found myself on Mrs. Morrison's negligent list! Well those days are far behind me, it's time for a call to arms! To begin the war against my laziness and write some creative writing! To the Blogs my lads! Yes, I do realize how absolutely ridiculous I sound, BUT I CARE NOT! This poetry stuff is getting to me...
Thursday, January 7, 2010
Tainted Youth
Tainted Youth
TONI BADAFUCCO, 41, dark skinned, black hair slicked back, mustache, neat and well kept three piece suit.
KARA BADAFUCCO, 15 dark skinned, black straight hair, seductive clothing
SAMMI O’BRIEN , 17, fair skinned, brown wavy hair, short skirt, low revealing tank
Takes place in Kara’s room in the home of the Badafuccos.
(In the suburban home of Toni and Kara Badafucco, Kara returns to an empty home after a Friday at school.)
KARA:(on the phone with Sammi) Hey Sammi, is everything set for tonight?
SAMMI: Yeah it’s all good, I called the guys and they got the drinks and we’ll be there around 6.
KARA: My house is clear and my Dad won’t be home until late.
SAMMI: Ok, cool. See you tonight. Love Yah!
(Later that evening…Doorbell rings and Kara answers the door.)
SAMMI: (Stumbles in drunkenly) Wooo! Let’s party! This is Michael and Shaun, this is Kara.
KARA: (Nervously) Oh…Hey. (Pulls Sammi aside; whispering) How old are these guys Sammi?
SAMMI: 21, aren’t they sexy?!
KARA: Isn’t that a little old?
SAMMI: Don’t be such a prude Kara!
KARA: Shut up, I’m not a prude!
SAMMI: Oh yeah prove it!
KARA: (Kara rolls her eyes and leads one of the men upstairs) Happy?
(Sammi follows)
SAMMI: Big deal. Put your money where your mouth is.
KARA: Whatever. (Kara leads one of the guys into another room.)
(Just as Kara and the guy are alone she hears the front door creak open)
TONI: Kara? Are you home?
(Sammi and her respective guy dart into Kara’s room)
KARA: (Kara motions the two guys to get under her bed.) Hide!
(There is no response, as he starts to walk upstairs, then he enters Kara’s room.)
KARA: (nervously) Hi Daddy…
TONI: Why didn’t you answer when I called your name?
KARA: Sorry I didn’t hear you.
SAMMI: (With slurred speech) How could you not hear him? He was screaming at the top of his damn lungs…
KARA: (whispering) Would you shut the hell up?
TONI: What’s going on here? Is she drunk?
KARA: What?! Of course not Dad, you know we’re not like that.
(One of the guys throws up underneath the bed.)
TONI: (Angrily) What the hell was that? (Toni walks over and lifts up the bed curtain to find the two drunken guys.) Oh my god! (grabs the two guys by their shirt collars and pulls them out from under the bed) Get out! Out of my god damn house!
KARA: Dad calm down!
TONI: Excuse me young lady? Don’t you dare tell me to calm down; I am far beyond calm down.
SAMMI: Don’t be such a party pooper man.
TONI: What did you…get the hell out of my house, I don’t EVER want to see you hanging around me daughter again. Do you understand me?
KARA: Dad you can’t do that! She’s my friend and I can hang out with whoever the hell I want!
TONI: Who do you think you are? As long as you live in my house…
KARA: (cutting him off) you’ll follow my rules. What a joke. How many other parenting clichés do you plan on pulling out of your ass?
TONI: You ungrateful little…
KARA: Ungrateful?! Says the absent workaholic father.
TONI: What’s that supposed to mean?
KARA: What do you think it means? You’re never around, when was the last time you asked me how my day was? Or what I planned to do on Friday night? Then now you’re going to come in here and act like the concerned Father? Well quite frankly Dad that is BS.
TONI: (backing down) When your mother died you were so young, it was so much easier then, I would come home and you would tell me EVERYTHING that was going on. As you got older I just assumed you weren’t interested in talking with your old man.
SAMMI: (quietly) Haha you are pretty old…
KARA: Would you just shut the hell up? You know what, get out. Get the hell out right now.
SAMMI: Whatever, not like I don’t have better things to do then sit here and listen to you two.
(Sammi leaves)
KARA: I’m sorry Daddy, I never meant for all this to happen. I was being someone I wasn’t, and it was a mistake.
TONI: No I should be the one apologizing, it’s not easy for me to relate I never was a teenage girl, your Mother was always the sensitive one. I’m sorry I wasn’t there for you, but I promise from now on I will make a conscious effort to be more involved, you mean the world to me, and I love you.
KARA: I love you too, and I promise nothing like this will ever happen again.
(Kara and Toni walk downstairs to go to the kitchen for dinner, as they pass the front door Kara notices Sammi sitting on their front porch.)
KARA: One second Dad.
(Kara walks outside.)
KARA: (Coyly) Hey Sammi…
SAMMI: (in the same tone) Hi…Can we talk?
KARA: Of course, what’s on your mind?
SAMMI: I’m sorry for what I did.
KARA: What do you mean, what you did?
SAMMI: I tried to make you someone you weren’t, and making do things that you weren’t comfortable with.
KARA: It’s ok…
SAMMI: (Cutting her off) No it’s not ok, I understand what it like having someone try to put you in a box you’ll never fit in. I knew you looked up to me and I took advantage of that and that was wrong, you were nothing but a good friend to me and I didn’t give you the respect you deserve.
KARA: It’s not all your fault; I should have taken responsibility for my own actions. I shouldn’t let people push me around.
SAMMI: I shouldn’t have pushed you around in the first place, but I promise I’ll change if you’re willing to give me another chance.
KARA: Of course I am, and you know you don’t have to be this party girl type for me to think you are cool. No one is going to take you seriously or give you the respect that you deserve if you act like someone who doesn’t deserve it.
SAMMI: I never wanted to be that girl. It just seemed to be the only way to make any friends, sometimes when you’re attractive no one cares about who you are, just what you look like and how they can use you.
KARA: I understand what you mean, but as long as you are yourself I’m sure there will always be people you can go to. You’ll always have me.
SAMMI: That means a lot.
(They hug)
(Toni opens the door)
TONI: You guys hungry? I have stuffed shells and meatballs inside waiting.
SAMMI: That sounds amazing, I can’t tell you the last time I had a home cooked meal.
TONI: Well you’re in for a treat.
(The three walk inside, sit down and have a nice dinner.)
TONI BADAFUCCO, 41, dark skinned, black hair slicked back, mustache, neat and well kept three piece suit.
KARA BADAFUCCO, 15 dark skinned, black straight hair, seductive clothing
SAMMI O’BRIEN , 17, fair skinned, brown wavy hair, short skirt, low revealing tank
Takes place in Kara’s room in the home of the Badafuccos.
(In the suburban home of Toni and Kara Badafucco, Kara returns to an empty home after a Friday at school.)
KARA:(on the phone with Sammi) Hey Sammi, is everything set for tonight?
SAMMI: Yeah it’s all good, I called the guys and they got the drinks and we’ll be there around 6.
KARA: My house is clear and my Dad won’t be home until late.
SAMMI: Ok, cool. See you tonight. Love Yah!
(Later that evening…Doorbell rings and Kara answers the door.)
SAMMI: (Stumbles in drunkenly) Wooo! Let’s party! This is Michael and Shaun, this is Kara.
KARA: (Nervously) Oh…Hey. (Pulls Sammi aside; whispering) How old are these guys Sammi?
SAMMI: 21, aren’t they sexy?!
KARA: Isn’t that a little old?
SAMMI: Don’t be such a prude Kara!
KARA: Shut up, I’m not a prude!
SAMMI: Oh yeah prove it!
KARA: (Kara rolls her eyes and leads one of the men upstairs) Happy?
(Sammi follows)
SAMMI: Big deal. Put your money where your mouth is.
KARA: Whatever. (Kara leads one of the guys into another room.)
(Just as Kara and the guy are alone she hears the front door creak open)
TONI: Kara? Are you home?
(Sammi and her respective guy dart into Kara’s room)
KARA: (Kara motions the two guys to get under her bed.) Hide!
(There is no response, as he starts to walk upstairs, then he enters Kara’s room.)
KARA: (nervously) Hi Daddy…
TONI: Why didn’t you answer when I called your name?
KARA: Sorry I didn’t hear you.
SAMMI: (With slurred speech) How could you not hear him? He was screaming at the top of his damn lungs…
KARA: (whispering) Would you shut the hell up?
TONI: What’s going on here? Is she drunk?
KARA: What?! Of course not Dad, you know we’re not like that.
(One of the guys throws up underneath the bed.)
TONI: (Angrily) What the hell was that? (Toni walks over and lifts up the bed curtain to find the two drunken guys.) Oh my god! (grabs the two guys by their shirt collars and pulls them out from under the bed) Get out! Out of my god damn house!
KARA: Dad calm down!
TONI: Excuse me young lady? Don’t you dare tell me to calm down; I am far beyond calm down.
SAMMI: Don’t be such a party pooper man.
TONI: What did you…get the hell out of my house, I don’t EVER want to see you hanging around me daughter again. Do you understand me?
KARA: Dad you can’t do that! She’s my friend and I can hang out with whoever the hell I want!
TONI: Who do you think you are? As long as you live in my house…
KARA: (cutting him off) you’ll follow my rules. What a joke. How many other parenting clichés do you plan on pulling out of your ass?
TONI: You ungrateful little…
KARA: Ungrateful?! Says the absent workaholic father.
TONI: What’s that supposed to mean?
KARA: What do you think it means? You’re never around, when was the last time you asked me how my day was? Or what I planned to do on Friday night? Then now you’re going to come in here and act like the concerned Father? Well quite frankly Dad that is BS.
TONI: (backing down) When your mother died you were so young, it was so much easier then, I would come home and you would tell me EVERYTHING that was going on. As you got older I just assumed you weren’t interested in talking with your old man.
SAMMI: (quietly) Haha you are pretty old…
KARA: Would you just shut the hell up? You know what, get out. Get the hell out right now.
SAMMI: Whatever, not like I don’t have better things to do then sit here and listen to you two.
(Sammi leaves)
KARA: I’m sorry Daddy, I never meant for all this to happen. I was being someone I wasn’t, and it was a mistake.
TONI: No I should be the one apologizing, it’s not easy for me to relate I never was a teenage girl, your Mother was always the sensitive one. I’m sorry I wasn’t there for you, but I promise from now on I will make a conscious effort to be more involved, you mean the world to me, and I love you.
KARA: I love you too, and I promise nothing like this will ever happen again.
(Kara and Toni walk downstairs to go to the kitchen for dinner, as they pass the front door Kara notices Sammi sitting on their front porch.)
KARA: One second Dad.
(Kara walks outside.)
KARA: (Coyly) Hey Sammi…
SAMMI: (in the same tone) Hi…Can we talk?
KARA: Of course, what’s on your mind?
SAMMI: I’m sorry for what I did.
KARA: What do you mean, what you did?
SAMMI: I tried to make you someone you weren’t, and making do things that you weren’t comfortable with.
KARA: It’s ok…
SAMMI: (Cutting her off) No it’s not ok, I understand what it like having someone try to put you in a box you’ll never fit in. I knew you looked up to me and I took advantage of that and that was wrong, you were nothing but a good friend to me and I didn’t give you the respect you deserve.
KARA: It’s not all your fault; I should have taken responsibility for my own actions. I shouldn’t let people push me around.
SAMMI: I shouldn’t have pushed you around in the first place, but I promise I’ll change if you’re willing to give me another chance.
KARA: Of course I am, and you know you don’t have to be this party girl type for me to think you are cool. No one is going to take you seriously or give you the respect that you deserve if you act like someone who doesn’t deserve it.
SAMMI: I never wanted to be that girl. It just seemed to be the only way to make any friends, sometimes when you’re attractive no one cares about who you are, just what you look like and how they can use you.
KARA: I understand what you mean, but as long as you are yourself I’m sure there will always be people you can go to. You’ll always have me.
SAMMI: That means a lot.
(They hug)
(Toni opens the door)
TONI: You guys hungry? I have stuffed shells and meatballs inside waiting.
SAMMI: That sounds amazing, I can’t tell you the last time I had a home cooked meal.
TONI: Well you’re in for a treat.
(The three walk inside, sit down and have a nice dinner.)
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