Gephoria

I worked for a friend today, his boss was moving his store from location A to location B.  I helped them pack up clean up the back area that was full of toner and pack up product and dismantle shelves that were previously used at the retail outlet.  I will admit that I was not expecting more than $10.00 per hour for the job.  We took adequate cigarette breaks and well every time I ran out of things to do I always asked for more.  My friend's boss cut me a check for $70.00 for the 7 hours worth of work, a fair trade I thought.  Although my friend mentioned cash in hand at the end of the day.  The following day me and my friend went to the bank the check was made out to.  and to my dismay it's a bad check.  Here this check would have gotten me the essentials to start interviewing again around where I am, public bus fare, laundry money new pair of shoes, but alas that is not the case.  I received a white receipt stating "the funds are not available" from the debtor's banking cartel.  Really leads me to believe that banks run people's lives whether you want them to or not. 

I come home to be star trekked to death.  Once I got home I made a sandwich and started programming away on Unity.  Figuring out the little tweaks and modifications I can do to other's code to make it function for the purpose I'm looking for.  I will get back on that horse when I can.  It is hard for me to concentrate with so much distraction around.  Maybe when and if I can cash that check I will invest $5.00 in a trip to a coffee shop or something to break the cycle.  Ever since my roomate woke up he's been watching Star Trek.  That was about 2:00P.M. yesterday and seriously I don't mind Star Trek, they have some very interesting theories and ship designs and creatures in their made up universe but this marathon is beginning to feel unbearable to me.  I love Patrick Stewart in all of his roles and although I think that Professor Charles Xavier would completely pwn Captain Jeun Luc Picard in a fight, his bald head is really beginning to irritate.  Needless to say that there is also a ton of bad acting in Star Trek from one time show cast members that get invited on.  I'm sitting here enjoying Star Wars the Clone Wars (The Animated Series) with headphones on so that I don't freak out at the moment.  Yay for self management.  After I get done with this blog entry I will call my friend ask him if he heard anything back from his boss, and if nothing else I will go visit a check's cashed place to rectify my financial problem. 

Sleep is valuable I realize, a normal schedule is valuable in the effect that you can barely contact useful people late at night.  this almost feels like a Confucious statement but take it as you may the late night crowd are usually selfish with their time and I realize this now.  I won't post too much info about my room mates I'll have to save some of that for later on because it could be an entertaining story from my perspective. 

This starts out as a unreal tournament style team deathmatch (but to be honest it felt more like counter strike source). the team was stacked on the other side i was on the counter-terrorist force. We were on a level that was composed of two warehouses, to the east of the south and the west of the north was a tricked out army golf cart, to the north of the north and south of the south was a isuzu looking tricked out army truck, and in a cargo container on the east of the north and west of the south were snowmobiles. This whole thing was on a boat and the warehouses from afar looked like fries, a burger, and shake (ATHF). I do not remember going inside the warehouse of fast food as i described it.

it was 16 vs 16, my team was sucking mad dick and half of them were dead when we only got about 4 of the terrorists down. I caught one coming around the corner in the head he was down, threw a flash and went around after it went off, This was key to my success. I went around the corner and cought one guy up close in the chest with 2 shots, and noticed 2 more in the distance on the other side of the boat one was taking cover behind the golf cart and another was behind the building to the right (i went around the west side of the building/bridge(as i'm assuming it was a bridge) i got those two and realized there were about 8 left the remainder of my team wasn't doing half bad. before i know it ther ewas only 3 of them left, i see one go down on my HUD and see my teammate go down shortly after. I ran to the Terrorist side of the map and caught one inbetween the warehouses took him down with a shot to the arm then chest. at least effectively making him incapacitated. I arrived at the T side of the map and started shooting at their golf cart, then effectively the snowmobile in the crate(there was no snow). i noticed their truck, got in and rolled it to the other side of the map at this point there was one terrorist left and he had done the same by shooting up my snowmobile and golf cart. he got in the truck and was playing ring around the rosie with me on the boat around the buildings. i arrived back at my original point on the map and noticed there was a crane coming off of the straw of the shake. i parked the truck underneath it and went for the controls behind where the truck started out. I noticed my truck was gone and got a little worried, but i lowered the crane on top of the truck and destroyed it effectively ending the match and as i'm guessing the last remaining terrorist's life somehow because i never saw him again.

After this I was on the boat, with Mrs. Berkvam my high school and jr. high school dean. i don't know where we were going and the boat felt really magical we were at sea for a couple weeks, surviving off of the burgers fries and shakes in the warehouse. the waves were rough and there was a storm at one point that almost killed us both i think. the boat required very little operation and was covered in astro turf. We arrived at a port that had buildings around it resembling the japanese culture. we got there there was no required passport and I am still unsure why we were there Mrs. Berkvam said she was going there on business and that i could come with. I noticed lots of wierd looking white people populating the port like bats hanging around the batcave after it had been domesticated and turned into a technological wonder.

As we set foot off of the astroturf boat i was greeted by a man who looked black he said "welcome to japan konnichi wa" I responded with "Konnichi Wa Watashi Wa Brent, and thank you" we each bowed to each other in respect and i continued on my way. one white man located abovve us started throwing rubber duckies onto the deck of our ship. I did not think much of this yet

Next I arrived at a great shopping mall, many beautiful japanese women were around and i remember staring in awe at the intricate angelojapense fountains in the middle of the shopping center. I was told by a short japanese male security guard to walk on the left side of the path instead of the right. I was looking up and there was transparent glass and what appeared inside to be a tattoo and body modification parlor. We happened upon a cafeteria and I noticed a white guy by the name of Charlie packard at a laptop, I have a curse that if i see a computer i have to identify something about it, he was running rosetta stone. I complimented him on it and asked him how thank you is said in japanese, he responded with domo or arigato, which i confirmed this morning and is correct. I bowed to him and said arigato. I came upon a businessman that happened upon me and paid me $$$ for some unknown reason maybe for his own karma and mine i am unsure i thanked him with domo arigato and he bowed graciously and kissed my hand upon kneeling on the ground.

At this point i still felt like an alien to the place, There was a train where the fountains were behind me, this train had a bunch of retail goods on it car after car, it resembled a child's ride at a carnival but a small bit larger, these train cars were each filled with retail items, one with balls of all kinds, one with jewelery one with food and sandwiches, all of the goods looked good, i wanted to browse it but i began running on the right side of the train's direction, i realized after a short period that i would have to run as fast as i could to catch up with it even to look closer at the items. I stopped realizing it is more than likely disrespectful to run on the wrong side of the traffic lane in the mall. I went up to the second floor the check out the tattoo parlors and hair salon's whatnot was up there. the second floor was all body modification/oxygen bar/bar/other wierd places where the only product was something that would change your look possibly forever. there was a marijuana bar that a handful of japanese executives were smoking at, i poked my head in the room and caught a small contact high. one of the businessmen waved at me motioning to come in and entereth the bar he would cover me I told him hai that means yes, and shook my head no, said arigato and left on my way. feeling like i confused the poor man with my japanenglish i walked back out to where the boat was held at port

Upon walking out there i noticed there were alot more rubber duckied being showered on the boat, i cleared some off and the guy up above throwing them down shook his fist at me. I noticed the black guy from earlier but he looked whiter for some reason. He said "Do you need some scales?"

I replied with "thank you but no thanks" knowing he knew english, he kept trying to push them off onto me like some sort of drug that teens would get high on I thought to myself maybe that's the cool thing in japan. Upon closer examination of his face his eye up to his eyebrow over to his temple and down to his mouth on the left side were all covered in scales, fish scales almost or maybe reptilian. I asked him about them, said it looks cool and he should get the other half of his black-white face done in them. He concured and told the guy up above to stop throwing rubber duckies down at us and my boat. Mrs.Berkvam came back and left on the boat, leaving me at port in japan to start what essentially felt like a new life.

The dream last night was halfway interpretable, but this one i have no idea on lol...

At the start of this adventure a warlock named Putrid Stein imprisons me and three others in a tomb. This tomb has a noxious gas that puts any being inside of it asleep in a very effective method.

First off I would like to state before I continue this was a dream I had, when I woke up I remembered it and well, it was fucking awesome I don't care if you don't like it.

Life is a giant adventure, for me and others this is a good thing as long as those experiencing it can learn from it; I have had dreams that predict the future before.

With that being said, this quest starts out awaking from the tomb to be introduced into a mirror maze. The maze must have been at least a football field's length and width before I reached the end, I encountered the people: Lance Spicher, John Moga, J.T. Dalton, Kelsey Ward, Michelle Schroeder-Lancelle, Darcie Martin, Ruthie Hetchler, Jeff Pyle, Jade Klanderud, Munky Pyle, and many others that I was not even familiar with (I think one was a Megan girl that smoked a dime of weed at my house when we were all younger and she went to the hospital afterwards for it).

After the mirror Maze and trivial challenges that were provided to me, I came upon a Great Slide! This slide was enormous by any scale. It's like the big yellow wavy slides you encounter at small amusement festivals for kids, but this one was gigantic. This slide also had houses attached to it. This slide and the houses really reminded me of the Beetle juice series and seemed like the residents that lived here used the slide as transportation, to and from work, but I am unsure how they got back, it was very steep and yellow. I took the plummet down, as I went down I heard a scream to my left, it was Kelsey Ward. I noticed her hands were bound and a guy by the name of Travis (I forget his last name)(but he was a child rapist) standing over her bound hands, she shrieked and was trying to escape, I yelled to her and tried to stop myself and climb back up but could not :( sorry Kelsey

I focused on the right half of the slide I was able to grab on to the edge near the entrance to a house on this house Kari Rud was bound by the wrists hanging with a male figure standing over her. This male was of African descent and a little bigger than I. I outsmarted him in the house, grabbed a fire axe and lured him around a corner. As he came around the corner I swung with all my might, decapitating his hands at the wrists. I went back to Kari and unbound her, after these events unfolded she grabbed on to me and we went down the slide some more.

There were others in the houses I passed on the slide. But I could not help them, it was as if I had made my choice with Kari Rud and that was the only choice I got, I attribute this to marriage or a soul mate type thing, when you find the right one you cannot have an additional significant other.

At the bottom of the slide there was a chess game going on. The White Rabbit departed upon my arrival with Kari, Kari sat on the sidelines and watched attentively. This time there were friends and people I know trapped within the king and queen on the white side, I was playing the black side and did not see anybody entrapped within the black pieces. Alyssa Brletich and Kiki Snell were held in the Queen and the King pieces on the white side. I will not express the details of how this game went and frankly it is hard for me to remember (as it is a dream and this is chess) towards the end of the game I was MEANT to lose, but Kari on the sidelines flashed the black pieces and they made a wrong move, I expressed my gratitude "Thank you Kari" as all of the pieces shattered apart on the white side Kiki and Alyssa were freed from their oversized glass prison. Both Alyssa and Kiki run up and give me a hug for saving their souls and/or lives, Kari comes up and asks who they are. Alyssa runs off to find her parents in this post apocalyptic paradox of a dream I had and Kiki joins me and Kari

Kari, Kiki and I walk through what appears to be a Car recycling area, after a few days of walking we come upon a racetrack that appears like NASCAR and I think to myself great this is going to be a bunch of left turns. There are other Racers here like Dan Gudbjartson, and Joey Miller. The cars available for me to choose from were, a Pagani Zonda R, a tricked out Chevorlet Camaro 2009 style body, Ford GT, the Ferrari Indy car, and a Subaru WRX STI. I am unsure how I arrived at the decision but I chose the ford GT (I think because it always intrigued me how similar it looks to the cockpit of a space shuttle). At this point Kari gave me a kiss on the cheek and said she would be fine. Kiki got in the passenger seat and I in the driver seat. After a second glance though this didn't look like the driving area of a ford GT it really started to resemble a space shuttle. We started the race, and the NASCAR Track was dynamically changing into a way more complex track. The road hopped off of the ground and went outside of the stadium, at this point I was thinking I should have picked the Zonda due to the increased down-force it generates. Kiki cuddled up next to me and was looking extremely beautiful, She looked like the girl from NCIS, but her eyes glimmered with an almost elvish style sparkle to them her smile was the most beautiful ever it looked like the stars at night in a non-light polluted sky glimmering at you like the existence of others from billions of light years away. I usually would compare her smile to Kelsey ward (rest in peace from earlier in the dream) but she was more akin to Harlequin a sharp sensitive smile that also induces the thought of mischief and seduction. Her perfect curves on her body reflecting light ever so carefully. Kiki had an aura of pixi-dust around her that is more akin to tinker bell performing her magic wherever she walks. As the track looped and leaped over terrain obstacles such as the arch down in Louisiana and mountains. I don't remember the end of the race, but towards the end Kiki was cuddled up next to me and I'm assuming I didn't die along the way so we stepped out of the car and onto a remodeled party bus.

This party bus had my friend Adam Arnold on it. This bus was refurbished it looked like to survive the apocalypse. It was reminiscent to that of the bus in Resident Evil Extinction on the outside armored and with spikes on the tires, although the tires were greater in number to total about 24. Jeff Pyle was there, Pops was there and A.J. aka Schmallz was there. We were all sitting there as Kiki and I were explaining the adventure and she mentioned how she got trapped within the chess piece of the queen.

She said that she was tricked, I am unsure by whom, as she lay down and rested her head in my lap Adam came through with a bong load and we all hit it except Kiki. At the second time around this bong I said I was good, I think because I did not want Kiki to think ill of me at the end of this adventure. I remember seeing her upper lip as she laid her head down and noticed it looked like lipstick on the inside of her mouth also, it was hot in its own way.

There was a knock on the door, it was Donovan Higgins, and he came on the bus, looked very uncomfortable. Donovan asked for some product from Adam, and went back to his car (I’m assuming docked outside the moving bus) Adam went to go fulfill his wishes and came back shortly after. Adam stated that he threw Donny off the moving bus because of him being a douche bag or something to the liking.

Kiki and I cuddled up, down on the couch on the driver's side of the vehicle, Schmallz fell asleep sitting upright, and Adam was practicing his yoga on his famed yoga mat. And that is the end of the dream

Ok, I have been out of touch with a lot of stuff lately.  First off My apologies, I know nobody reads this blog and hence I feel I have no reason to update it but then again it’s kind of fun from time to time, I have made content recently that has inspired me to update the world on my boring life. 

First off about me

• I moved to Minneapolis from Apple Valley, it was fun, and it’s semi-descent up here but more competition for jobs.  Cool story happened, daughter and father were caught drinking in a parking lot nearby where I am now
• Dreaming of my dream job at Blizzard Entertainment located in Irvine California, working towards that goal slow but sure trying to get lines on my resume which leads me to number 3
• Joined a dev team where the #1 priority is keeping everybody on board and to be honest I think 2-3 people are doing all the work and the rest of the group is dead weight that could easily be left behind if this were a zombie apocalypse. 
• Getting contracted to make a website for a friend, need required documentation to start the layout though and haven’t received any yet
• Probably the best news, I have joined a gaming community that claims to be the largest in the world and well stretches across a bunch of games.  I found these cool custom made gloves that go with the Noob Galore group.  These inspired me to make a knife texture or skin to go with it and match it up.  You can find the knife texture here

 

Other than that here is some cool stuff to hopefully attract readers or watchers to my clog on the internet (yes I spelled it clog because it’s a crappy blog). 

Hottest Pikachu in the world
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Epic Beard Man Video 1

Epic Beard Man Video 2

This is better than all of the crappy superbowl commercials put together this year:

Favorite Music Video of the Month (it reminds me of the cool wierd stuff bjork used to do):

I also have to give a shoutout for innovation to chatroulette.com I have seen some really cool pics come from there and tried it briefly the other day truely innovative for a chat program and well kinda fun minus all the pedophiles nexting people with their dick's hanging out. 

That is all for now enjoy and I'll be back with another post shortly.  I will post my postmortem for the game dev group up on here and what I think went wrong and what could have been handled better.  Also I have some dreams I recorded down in as much detail as I could.