Storytime: Binks’ Brew

Aloha humans! Sorry I’ve been gone so long. I had to do a lot of family stuff. I’ll probably be gone again coming up.

My little brother loves Christmas. The moment we finish eating Thanksgiving, Christmas music is allowed. The next day, the tree at my dad’s goes up. My mom, however, leaves the tree set up to us.

This kinda comes back to my first post. That was taking down a tree, this is putting it up. Normally, this would mean it’s been almost a year, but, in reality, it’s been about six months. This one isn’t about the struggles of constructing the tree. It’s about how my sister and I spent the time building it.

Okay, keeping in mind we have two trees. Here’s how it went.

About 5 minutes before, I showed Lizzie the English dub of the song “Binks’ Brew” from One Piece. It had a sad bit (no spoilers) and she said, “Ow, my heart!” (I promise this will be important).

Then we were told to build the trees, so I started on the big green one and she built the smaller silver one really quickly. Last year, when I was building the tree, I listened to skydoesminecraft’s (now NetNobody) Roommates series. So, I asked Liz what she wanted to listen to. After a pause, she went with Markiplier’s GTA V playlist.

However, she was driving me irrationally crazy. She kept talking while I tried to voice search the playlist she wanted. So, to annoy her back, I played “Binks’ Brew” again. Didn’t do much to annoy her, but the video had lyrics, so I sang along a bit.

Liz was surprised to hear me sing along, “Wow, you really do know this song.”

“Nope. It’s a lyrics video.”

A sucker for music, she came and read over my shoulder and we sang it together a few times, with varying levels of success. Afterward, when we were listening to the GTA playlist, we joked a bit about the song. How it was, “This universe’s (The One Piece one) more narratively appropriate equivalent to “What Would You Do With a Drunken Sailor.” It was pretty fun.

Anyway, tl;dr: “Binks’ Brew.” Google it.

Thanks for reading humans, love ya all! Byeeeeee!

-Lorie

Advertisements

Storytime(?): Bad Habit

Aloha humans! Recently, I have acquired a laziness-based bad habit.

I keep turning in the rough drafts of papers as my final copy.

This semester I’m taking a composition class. One thing we do is a peer review of the typed rough draft of our paper. Yay, right?

For our first paper (a narrative essay on something we regret) I wrote my rough draft and the classmate that reviewed it wrote in pencil. Good for me, I soon found out. About a week later we were expected to turn in our final copy. Unfortunately, I had forgotten the due date and hadn’t written one.

Panic.

I quickly dug out my rough draft and hoped I could pass it as a final. My internal monologue was constant: “please let him not have written on it, please let him not have written on it, please let him not have written on it!”

Written in pencil.

“GOOD ENOUGH!”

I quickly erased all the pencil and turned in my “finished” paper.

A few weeks pass.

My class is a pretty small one, so we’re always asking each other’s grades. Some asked “did anyone make above a 90.”

The guy who reviewed my paper chimed in, “I got a 94!”

“Lorie, what did you make”

“I dunno. Let me check”

*checks*

“97?! I turned in my rough draft!”

It was hilarious. My classmates were simultaneously amused and a bit peeved.

Second paper rolls around. I was too ̶l̶a̶z̶y̶  busy to type a final copy. I, once again turned in a rough draft.

94.

I need to stop. I’m pushing it.

Anyway, thanks for reading humans, love ya all! Byeeeeee!

-Lorie

Storytime: Don’t Write Papers When You’re Sick, Kids!

Aloha humans!

A friend of mine, who shall remain nameless, asked me to help them edit a paper for their comp. class. Woo boy.

I read this paper and already their introduction has no clear thesis, at all. The whole paper is just a mess of talking in circles and not clear topic. Now, they get a pass, because they were sick at the time and didn’t do any pre-writing. This person is a good friend of mine, very smart, and, usually, a very good writer. But this, this was the worst work I’ve ever seen out of them.

I needed support.

I brought Lyn into the Skype call with the writer. Now we’re getting somewhere.

At the time of writing, we are working with an outline from my freshman year of high school and organizing their points. This will be an awesome paper when the three of us (the original writer now more healthy) get done with it.

Thanks for reading humans, love ya all! Byeeeeee!

-Lorie

Storytime: Art Museum

Aloha humans! So, recently for my birthday my mother, sister, and I went to a nearby art museum.

Not a lot of interesting stuff happened but here’s the highlights:

  • Bought stuff at the gift shop
    • a sketching set containing: wood-less graphite pencils, a sketchpad, a metal pencil sharpener, and an eraser
    • a box of metallic colored pencils named after planets (with plastic pencil sharpener)
    • a wood colored pencil set (with wooden pencil sharpener)
    • a collapsible meter stick
    • and a sketchpad
  • Not for the first time, mistaken for being way younger than I actually am, like, little kid levels (the lady thought I was, like, 11. curse/bless my baby-face)
  • asked if I was at all interested in fashion
    •  My mom was willing to take us on a shopping trip instead up until a few hours before we left, but I insisted on the museum, so no
  • left the museum an hour before closing to go to the other art museum next door which closes at the same time

Yeah, nothing too exciting, but I owe you guys a post and I am determined to deliver!

Thanks for reading humans, love ya all! Byeeeeee!

-Lorie

Storytime: Taking Stuff Apart

Aloha humans!

A few years back I got a rock tumbler for Christmas. I also got a giant bag of rocks and it was awesome! Then, that spring we went on vacation to Panama City Beach and I left the tumbler on the final cycle so the rocks would be ready when I got back. Didn’t work out that way.

When we got home, I noticed my room was a bit too quiet. The tumbler had broken down sometime while we were gone and the rocks inside weren’t done yet.

Flash forward to this afternoon. I’m cleaning my room when I find a cardboard box under my bed. Inside, is my rock tumbler! I decided, since the warranty’s already past and it’s not like I can break it that much worse, I would try to fix it myself.

I’m not an animal, I read the instruction manual first. I took it apart, looked it over, and put it back together. I couldn’t find anything wrong with it, so I was completely stumped. I put the chamber (still full of rocks btw) back on the base to test and it worked perfectly.

Moral: If something is broken, and you can’t make it much worse, try taking it apart and putting it back together again. You’d be surprised how often that helps.

Thanks for reading humans, love ya all! Byeeeeee!

-Lorie

Storytime: Facebook Snafu

Aloha humans! I discovered something interesting about the Facebook sms notification system.

I signed up for Facebook for the sole purpose of getting extra in-game currency in apps I like. Only reason. It decided to send me notifications of text (sms notifications) and told me that I could reply “stop” to stop receiving notifications.

So I did.

But I keep getting them. Every time it sends a text, I reply stop. Today, I kinda lost my temper. I sent:

“Stop”

“Stop forever”

“I  don’t give a s***” (uncensored at the time)

Later, I was on the phone with Lyn, the only person I friended on Facebook. She asked what was up with some weird posts. I was confused so she sent me a screen shot. It was my second two texts. For some reason, if you reply with anything other than “stop” Facebook posts it.

Good thing I don’t use that account seriously.

Thanks for reading humans, love ya all! Byeeeeee!

-Lorie

Storytime(?): New Art Project

Aloha human! I recently got a new assignment that may be interesting to some of you.

So, in my ceramics class, my teacher has drawing and painting assignments we work on when clay is drying or firing. Today, we were told to draw a superhero/villain in our sketchbook, then to scale up our practice sketch onto a larger paper to paint or color.

Guess who I chose?

That’s right! Of course, only if you said the semi-aquatic egg-laying mammal of action I think you did. Yeah, I chose Perry the Platypus. But this time it wasn’t just out of my platypus obsession! It was also out of laziness.

See, sometimes I use that class’s sketchbook to do fun drawings of whatever I want; since we use them so rarely, my prof. is fine with it. She says it’s good practice. About a month before this assignment, I drew Perry in my sketchbook and outlined it in pen (I used colored pens to match the color of the source material). I liked the way it came out, so when we got this assignment I got my teacher’s permission to use that sketch as my practice and go ahead and start on the big paper.

Two of my classmates also finished their practice sketches and started their final copies. A boy across the room did a sketch of the Joker from Batman the Animated Series and the girl next to me did Starfire (from the comics, not either Teen Titans show). Both were more detailed then mine, but they still finished so quickly I couldn’t help but be impressed.

Anyway, that’s as far as we’ve gotten. I guess I can talk about this more when I’m finished. I may even post a picture of the final project.

Thanks for reading humans, love ya all! Byeeeeee!

-Lorie