Sunday, June 26, 2016

A Long Day for Someone with Nothing to Talk About

Ah good old "gotta be open on sundays because BOGO" blogging. Seriously, these days aren't worth it for the company, I've been open for half of my alloted time and all that's happened is someone came and put a deposit on a fandeck, so it's not even a permanent sale. Bah, whatever, I don't work for commission so I'm not really bothered by it, it's just boring is all.

Anywho, what should I ramble on today? These are the questions I ask myself and get no response to. Heck, I barely know what I'm typing right now, just starting off blankly into the...wall...and hoping I'm hitting all the right letters. Actually, I'm pretty god with my blind typing, I did a lot of that in highschool and I'm on computers so much that I'm very comfortable with not looking at what's happening on screen. Oh! That's a fun ramble topic: Useless (or close to it) Talents!

Alright, list of useless talents... 

-The aforementioend no-look typing, which most of these last sentences have been. FYI, my blogger app doesn't have an autocorrect, just sayin'. 
-Shaking my eyes, though I haven't really done it in ages and I'm pretty sure it's bad for me
-Being able to force my cheek to twitch on command
-the "incredulous eyebrow raise" (which is one step down from the eyebrow-wave)
-I'm pretty good at sudoku which is something some people struggle with
-Surprisingly flexible for a guy my size
-Unintentionally sneaky/silent, I've been known to unwittingly sneak up on people and startle them
-able to recite a surprising amount of cartoon intros off the top of my head...I like cartoons.

...that's all I can think of for the time being. I'm not gonna go into "useful" talents 'cause, well, frankly I don't want to and no amount of peer pressure will get me to change my mind. Only convincing and factually accurate arguments can do that, not yelling being beligerent. I don't respond well to that anymore, if anything it makes me more stubborn 'cause I lose respect for people who do that. Show me that yoiu can reason and be reasoned with and I'll actually listen to what you have to say as opposed to immediately ignoring everything you say because you're trying to shove it down people's throats. 

That tangent aside, what to ramble on next? Hrmmmmmmmmm... I'm thinking... Oh, right, fun new broject (which is a bro project, or conversely a bro reject, but definitely the former in this case). Jordo and I are building a computer for him! Yay! I love building computers! (I'm secretly also thinking of building a new one for myself, there've been a lot of technological advances since I built mine, though I do love my current PC quite thoroughly) It's actually mostly him, I'm just technical support/information guide. He's very technically inclined and I'm sure he'll have no issues, and the build-making site we use has compatibility filters to make sure everything works together and all the pieces will fit so even less chance of there being an issue. Gotta make sure that the MOBO matches the CPU chip set and fits in the case. Those are really the big ones for compatibility, most everything else have industry standards to fit all the ports and connections. So yeah, building a new broputer at some point, s'gonna be fun.

Unrelate, whilst typing up that last paragraph a SECOND PERSON showed up and also just put a deposit on a fan deck! WHOA, CRAZY. See that lack of exclamation point paired with the allcaps? That implies that it's not actually crazy and I'm being snarky. Super boring day, yup, as expected. I brought several things to alleviate the boredom, including but not limited to this tablet I'm typing at, a Get Fuzzy treasure I recently got, and my 3DS just incase. Watch, now that I've said all that I'm gonna get crazy busy. Murphy's Law at its finest. Though, for whatever reason, calling Murphy out about his laws tend to deter them to a degree, probably because it doesn't actually exist and we, as human beings, mostly remember when things don't work out as planned because remembering negative experiences is a key survival strategy. Get sick eating something? You probably won't eat that again to prevent any chance that you could get sick a second time. Someone kicks you in the shin intentionally? You'll probably avoid that person and others who look similar to avoid more shin-kicking experiences.

That got rambly...as was the goal? Oh, unrelated, the word "gaol" is a fun old timey word that is literally what "jail" used to be spelt like. It took me a bit to figure that out, I kept pronouncing it with a...hard "g"? Whatever that's called that make the sound at the start of words like "gate" and "goose" and "grate" and "great" and "gopher" and "go for" and "guild" and "gilde" and "glide" and "glade"...that's too many examples, but I'm sure you got it. The "g" in "gaol" should be pronounced like a "j", as in "geoff" and "general" and "jeff" and "General" and "gee-whizz" and "gentleman" and "gentile" and "giant" and "gigantic" and "genuine" and "geography" and "geology" and "genius"....again, too many examples but now it's a theme. So ya, "gaol" = "jail" just substantially more oldtimey and probably more likely to be used in crosswords....I've found it in several crosswords recently. 

Speaking of, I've gotten substantially more into crosswords lately, possibly due to boredome, and they have in turn gotten more into me... mentally. I'm getting better at thinking about words/phrases in multiple directions and interpretations, which is fun and pretty much the only way to properly solve a well crafted crossword. Either that or a ridiculous knowledge of crossword clues and answers, which I'm sure some people have developed because people are crazy. Heck, I'm at least mildly crazy, though you could probably tell that by the everything about me, and I'm a people. At least, I think I am, I have yet to confirm or deny it to myself. Who knows? Maybe I'm just a figment of everyone else's imagination! What if I'm just a leftover dream that made its way into the real world and then did nothing exciting with its newfound life? 

Psst, I don't actually think that, just spouting nonsense to kill time. 

Only two hours left, I can do this... I think I'm gonna read some more Get Fuzzy, so talk to y'all later!

Cheers!
~Cam