Posts Tagged ‘ fire ’


If any of you ever watched Avatar: The Last Airbender(no not the horrible movie but the cartoon series)  then you may have heard about the follow up trilogy that is in the works.  The first two episodes leaked online.  I watched them(all it takes is a simple search for Korra leaked episodes on google for those unused to using a search engine) and I must say I am excited and interested in seeing where they take the series.  The world has changed quite a bit since the time of Aang the avatar.  He brought the nations together and formed a capitol city named creatively enough Republic City.  The nations working together has changed the face of the world quite a bit.  It is far less feudal and almost in a steampunkish era.  Do look into finding the episodes and watching them, I strongly recommend it.  The first episode is a little rushed I felt, but it seemed to slow down and start worrying a bit more about the story in the second one.  They apparently just wanted to get as much of the introduction stuff out of the way as possible in the first episode.  One thing that I found really neat were the metalbenders.  They were only shown in an official capacity(as the police) but I really enjoyed what they did with the metalbending.  They were essentially a mix of Iron Man and Spiderman.  Here are some pictures from the episodes. …. Toodles.

If you watch them, let me know what you think.


Fire Breathing Children

Maybe a misleading title, it could probably use some punctuation and maybe even a conjunction, but it’s my blog and I’ll do what I want sooo nyah!  Been a couple days again, shame on me.  Busy week.  Have learned some stuff, done some stuff, and helped a friend out.  Worked a lot and did the thing that I don’t care to do all that often and organized.. mostly.  I think you will enjoy the random fact I learned. And the adventures of having two 3 1/2 year olds running around your house.

Well on to the fun stuff!  I was listening to the radio the other day and found out about a guy trying to kill himself using mole poison.  First thoughts were, well, why? There would be so much quicker and easier ways.  Second thought was, “Why thank you sir!” for in doing so he taught me something that I doubt will ever be used in real life, but hellloooo story idea.(well maybe not a full story, but at least a cool species)  So turns out if a human ingests mole poison, it interacts with the acid in our stomach to create phosphine gas.  What’s cool about that? Well when phosphine and oxygen get together, it’s kind of fiery.  So if you are still alive and can breathe that out, you could theoretically breathe fire.  Granted you would die from the burns as the flames followed the natural course down your esophagus and into your stomach… but still.  Homo Draconis.  Human Dragon. Fuckin’ A!  By the way, I really like dragons.

Good stuff.  The other day I was painfully reminded that I am happy having just one kid.  I mean it wasn’t horrible, but it tested my patience beyond limit.  Having two 3 1/2 year olds running back and forth and having every toy in the house on the floor in a matter of five minutes and fueling eachother’s unwillingness to listen.  Took an hour to eat a couple bites of pizza.  Fighting and hitting the other with as much strength as possible instead of moderation.  Crying and fighting and punching and kicking and giggling and screaming non stop, no end to the eneeeeergyyy!  I slept soundly for four hours that night. Then worked for 9.5 hours the next day.

Along the line of children, I apparently need to work on my patience with my son.  I can only assume I’m being made to deal with my own attitude but from a  3 1/2 year old.  Trying to get him to count on command is like trying to wipe your ass using gas station grade toilet paper, it may seem like you are making progress but in the end you just end up with a chapped ass.  I suppose the similarity stops there though, I have heard him count on his own many times, my ass has never wiped itself.  But when you ask him he gets a shit-eating grin on his face and counts 1 to 10. Just like that. 1, 10. Sometimes 1, 2, 3, 6.   Or any variation there of.  Everytime the grin. I suppose I know now how annoying I can be when I think I’m cute.  I love the hell out of my son, but I really need to find a way to get him to count that he enjoys.  Have tried playing, counting candy so he can have how many he counts, threatening, rewarding, breaking down in a heap and bawling and begging.  Immune to all unless he starts counting of his own accord when we aren’t paying that much attention.

In other news, well there isn’t much other news.  I haven’t gotten hardly any writing done with week due to work and watching a friend’s kid, and more work.  I did make up another greeting card for a lady I work with.  Maybe that’s what I need to do, just try to get rich on greeting cards, and then have all the time to write I want.  Is kind of fun when something like that needs to be done that I get turned to by a few people.

Weellp I’m going to eat some blueberry muffins, go to the gym to work said muffins off, and hope like hell to get some writing done before game of thrones starts. It’s an addiction I can’t help.

Things I’ve learned, RSS, and Comments

*Don’t start a haircut with clippers that aren’t fully charged, especially if you have somewhere to go right after.
*Don’t play hide and seek with a babysitter not interested in playing. Along with that I must also insist that you not hide in the dryer. This is absolutely imperitive if your babysitter smokes and she likes to go in the laundry room to start the dryer to make it seem like she is doing something. 
*Sometimes it is best to listen to friends when they say “Don’t watch this” especially if the title is along the lines of 1 guy 1 screwdriver.
*Don’t watch the three stooges with your three year old son, especially if your testicles are somewhat important to you.
*If a condom breaks, a sock is not equally as effective, also it doesn’t make your ladies vageen feel terribly well.
*Sometimes when somebody says that something is hot, it actually is.
*Playing with fire in the backyard during summer isn’t terribly smart.  Also if playing with fire and pouring items on it to catch fire as well, don’t pour rubber cement onto an open flame. It just might not pour fast enough.
*When married, 95% of fights can be avoided by simply saying “I’m sorry and it’s my fault” Although pride, defiance, and knowledge otherwise may often get in the way
*It takes a woman 7 years to heal up and be almost virginal. It takes a guy 7 days to go back to lasting as long as a virgin(although some are just blessed enough to always last that long aha)

Sooo yeaah, those are some things that readily come to mind at any rate.  Some other things I wanted to mention are that RSS feeds are great. There’s even a feed from my site *wink wink nudge nudge* I even RSS myself and get excited to read my own posts.  Depending on the frame of mind it can seem like somebody else wrote it.  Hope that’s not early dementia.  Another thing about the blog is that I’m hoping to attract a community of fellow readers and writers to share ideas with.  So essentially I’m lonely and have no friends.  I guess that what I’m saying is that if anything I say sparks any bit of interest let me know, let others know, let your mom know.  Definitely let her know.
Comments can be wonderful when people aren’t just being jackasses, although they can be wonderful as well; oh so fun to make fun of.

Off to enjoy the company of my wife, or at least let her touch me. Or even more likely let her read as I attempt to flush out my creative juices(writing, not bating)