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Bearded Ryu is nice, I guess, but I'm forever team Zangief. Definitely team Gouken, too.
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So... on Sunday night, I went with [livejournal.com profile] lvlndlthr and [livejournal.com profile] coloskind to the Wrangler. Since this isn't everyone's thing, it's going behind the cut.

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May. 1st, 2007 10:06 am
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Okay, I've got to get this off my chest. It relates to my experiences with the "gay community." It's behind the cut, so you don't need to read it if you don't want to.

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Okay, guys. Now I need your perspectives. What is it about the "community" that I'm missing?
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Say you really don't want to attend that meeting in five minutes. What are you gonna do?


That's right. 5 Minutes to Kill (Yourself). Enjoy.

This one was found on gaygamer.net. Not the best of gaming sites, as they seem to take notes directly from Kotaku, but sometimes they surprise us. Articles such as "The top 20 Gayest Video Game Characters" were rather entertaining, if skewed.
kung_fu_monkey: (Me. Amused.)
If you happen to enjoy the Street Fighter series, you might consider heading over to Kotaku to see the clip they posted today about the Korean television series loosely based off the game.


Not only is it simply the worst live action Street Fighter ever (it makes the US movie look good), but they've made Zangief look terrible! Zangief, the big russian wrester, is flat out one of the hottest game characters I've ever seen. Such a shame.

Anyway, it's worth a view for the laugh.

Oh, and if you're looking for an excellent site to keep up with the gaming industry, you should be keeping an eye on Kotaku.
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This term has been frustrating. Very frustrating. While normally I'm an A student, I've found myself in the position where I'm not likely to pull anything above a C. It's a combination of things, really; no one thing can really be placed as the source of this downward spiral. Hence, I'm here to vent. It's behind a cut, as it's likely to be long, tedious, introspective, and, quite possibly, emo.

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Ah, there we are. I've quit my job entirely (as opposed to working part time), so I'm back to having a bit of free time. They hated to see me go, but I insisted that school was far more important than having a Super Secret Job That I Can't Talk About. My team went out and bought a cake from the Cold Stone Creamery for a going away present, and we talked as we polished it off. Yum.

My classes went through a minor revision due to a conflict with said job and the Japanese Religions teacher. He was insistant that no person should leave the class early as this is a social contract, blah, blather, etc. I walked out of his class at that point and changed my schedule when I got home. So, instead of taking an upper division class for my major (not that I'm bitter), I've replaced it with a 2200 level course of Intro to LGBT studies. That makes the final schedule consist of LGBT History, Japanese, LGBT Studies, and LGBT Rhetoric (also called Queer Rhetoric.)

Yes, my term is very gay.

However, I do get to challenge my preconceptions about the Queer culture. Already (and rather startlingly, I might add) I've come to realize that a part of my view of the culture stems from not being fully immersed in it as others, hence a tendency only to view the factionalized, negative aspects that are being used as the stereotypes that label us. Or something. I'm still working on it, but I'm getting a new insight to the community and the importance of the issues we're discussing. Since Greg says I'm "the least gay man he knows," I think I have some learnin' to do.
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Now that the summer is over, I'm back on campus and knee deep in books. No complaints, though. I was getting irritated that I didn't have enough time for my Japanese while working at my super-secret job. Now I get to dedicate most of my time to my studies, while complaining about how I have no time to pursue my hobbies. I'm not sure I'm ever really satisfied with things.

I'm still keeping my job, though. They offered me 4 hours per day after school so I can help on the project I was in charge of before school started. I'm even allowed to keep my pay as a lead, which happens to be over twice what I'd find on campus. The drawback is the commute from Boulder to Aurora every day, but the pay is worth it.

This term promises to be... entertaining, if nothing else. I've got my staple Japanese classes (2nd year language and 4000 level religion) as well as some rather Gay classes. Here, this isn't used in the derivative. The classes are GLBT History and Queer Rhetoric. These are the only classes I've ever attended where the boys work to be prettier than the girls, the girls more butch than the boys, and the teachers are really Out. And again, I'm the creepy, angry, old man in the class (by comparison.) That's okay, as I've promised myself to piss off several of the kids in each class by getting them to question the nature of the "Gay Community." This promises to be a rather blog worthy term.

So I've got one them new-fangled Xbox 360s. Woo. It's rather neat, overall, but there are some design flaws that I'd have taken issue with if I were on the project. The noise of the machine, the super heating power brick, the cheap quality of the face plate... Rather questionable. Still, I get to play Oblivion and share notes with Greg on the development of our characters, so it's worth it.

Speaking of which, I'd promised a story about my time in Oblivion, didn't I? It's behind the cut. I'll sign off here, and I promise to keep in touch with everyone a bit more.

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So I'm thirsty and head off to the bookstore to get a soda. Along the way I see a small gathering of people at a vender booth in the hall and several rainbow flags. Normally, when it comes to Pride or Community or whatever, I roll my eyes. I don't think that the gay community is nearly as organized as it should be and sometimes represents itself poorly, but that's just my opinion and hence, I don't pay any attention to them. I get my sodas and decide, what the hell, I'll go and take a look.

I see three students behind the counter talking to people about starting up a GLBTQ (or whatever) club for support at the school. In my experience in Colorado, there is very little in the way of support and some of my worst experiences regarding sexuality happened here while growing up. I've lived pretty much coast to coast, and Colorado has shown me that it doesn't like "our kind". I empathize with their plight, and peruse the table.

Flyers, ads, magazines, keychains, candy, condoms, lube. Typical stuff. I like being in an adult environment where items for protective sex are no longer taboo. Some girls (grrls?) next to me were chatting about how there are only 2 packes of lube left, when one chirped in that she had mixed some in with the candy bowl in student life.

Gah! WTF!!11 The idea of grabbing a packet of peach flavored sex lotion instead of a KitKat just distresses me. (But do I do anything about it? Of course not. Bad Monkey!)

So they notice me and hand me papers and encourage me to take stuff. Uh, ok. I kinda feel bad when I run off with a handful of stuff when I don't really think they will get anywhere. Is that bad? It's not like I want them to fail, but I expect that they will face resistance or opposition and they don't look like they have a strong support group yet.

I dunno, maybe I'll keep my eye on them and see how it turns out.

Oh, and dr_tectonic? Cancel your schemes for tonight.


Oct. 9th, 2004 09:47 pm
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Congrats to Glen and Kara on the marriage thing. It was a nice ceremony and we're happy for them.

But that's not what I'm here to blog about. Oh no.

1. Don't sign the reception book for me. My hand works perfectly well, thank you.
2. Don't take a lot of pictures of me telling me that you are looking for a "nice one".
3. Don't let the scurrying waiters take my half full plate of food away while I run off to the restroom.

You know who you are. Kung Fu Monkey is watching you.

Other than that, I had a great time. I even danced (awkwardly) with Megan! Like, on the dance floor! I've never danced before, and obviously not with a woman, so it was a novel experience. She walked me though the concept, and I'm sure I stepped on her feet a few dozen times, but she didn't care. We had fun, and I learned how to sway to music holding someone. Whee!

I hear that the clerk guy at a nearby Suncoast was checking my b/f out, even after Beems said that he was taken. Time to pay that guy a visit.


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