I am the perennial nerd, for those of you not yet in "the loop." BTW, the loop, for me, is extremely large, and I think it is broken in several places. Anyway, I have a lotta nerdy stuff to talk about, and what better place to start than Star Trek? Yes, lately I've gotten back into watching the old TNG reruns on Spike TV, cuz quite frankly, nothing better is on at noon or one pm. And honestly, they ARE really good TV. I can't really explain it, any better than the fact that TNG really does give you the impression of what it like to live on a starship. And that, my friends, is my dream. Not to be an amazing Starfleet Captain or high ranking officer, but just the average guy. Dude in the blue shirt who looks at the wall and hits random buttons on the computer. I'd love that job. It's like a desk job, only on a starship. It'd rock. I want that job.
Also, Data > Kikiader, or w/e other robot-trying-to-become-human story you want to talk about. I feel sorry he died in Nemesis (crappy movie, all most entirely) and couldn't continue his quest.
Moving on to another Star-thing, I have once again somewhat dived into Starcraft. Not entirely, mind you, but I have an excess of free time, and in that free time, I am up for a friendly game every once in a while. It was in this kind of mood that I got into a conversation comparing game libraries with a friend online. We ended up having only Warcraft 3 in common, and that didn't work out. I tried to convince him, and I shall try to convince you all, of the merits of STARLANCER! Prequel to Freelancer, Starlancer is one of the best starfighter sims out there, and definitely the best for less than $2. X-Wing Vs. Tie Fighter was also good game, and I'm surprised more people didn't get it. Oh well.
This recent line of thought prompted me today to do something rash. I was at Best Buy today, with my mom, getting a new keyboard, cuz something went wrong with the old one. (Nothing big, mind you, there was some minor glitch that we got fixed after we came home with the new one. u.u ) Anyway, while there, I spotted Unreal Tournament 2k4, and I got Mom to buy it for me, and I would get it upon cleaning my room. My room, by the way, is a mess. So. After a good weekends worth of work, I should be able to play this cutting-edge game. Anyone else got it? Gonna get it? Think it sucks and I shouldn't bother getting it? In any case, if I'm not on much in the next few days, that's why. See ya later.
25.4.04
Random Check-in
OMG IM BORED!!! I really need to work on this thing more, too, so here I am. Let's see, I'll start off with an anti-plug for Gmail, Google's email service. It seems perfect for me, right? G-Mail - Greg Mail? Well, I don't fucking care. And I wish Blogger would stop bugging me about it. I'll stick with Hotmail, tyvm... *Watches as his account on Blogger gets deleted.* *Cries.*
Okay, none of that. Also in my news, I went to Sunday School this morning. It was odd. The teacher placed limitations on God, an Omnipotent being. Apparently, despite being ever-present and omniscient, God cannot go near sin or even look at it! *Head explodes from logical fallacy.* I suppose it's alright, since we were in the same class as some middle schoolers. (I don't know why.) Anyway, then he had us write a letter to God, asking him for forgiveness on some issue so he could absolve us of our sins. Here's what I wrote.
Dear God,
Greetings from Earth. It's kinda hot here. Yesterday, I saw "The Alamo." It was cool, Since you're omniscient, I know you've seen it, too. What did you think? I know, it was not "The Passion," but I liked it. Well, see ya around.
-Greg
Yep, I wrote God a postcard. Also, the teacher instructed us to, at one point, make a bulls-eye for our actions in relation to God and holiness. In the center, we were supposed to write God and Holy. Earlier, he had asked us how close to God the concept of Holy was, saying "Stop me when it's close enough." (He was using two pieces of paper... o.0?) I remembered thinking that really, he wouldn't be close enough until the two pieces of paper were fused together at the molecular level, cuz they are one and the same. Therefore, the center of my bulls-eye looked like this (without the underscores, of course):
_H
GOD
_L
_Y
Yep. I'm clever. Btw, I don't really believe all this that much, but it's still fun to play along and find the flaws in the teachers. After all, they're only human.
Recently, at the advice of a few friends, I shaved my pubes. Actually, that's not something I'm gonna talk about out here. IM me, maybe we'll talk about it. MAYBE.
Okay, Levine out!
Okay, none of that. Also in my news, I went to Sunday School this morning. It was odd. The teacher placed limitations on God, an Omnipotent being. Apparently, despite being ever-present and omniscient, God cannot go near sin or even look at it! *Head explodes from logical fallacy.* I suppose it's alright, since we were in the same class as some middle schoolers. (I don't know why.) Anyway, then he had us write a letter to God, asking him for forgiveness on some issue so he could absolve us of our sins. Here's what I wrote.
Dear God,
Greetings from Earth. It's kinda hot here. Yesterday, I saw "The Alamo." It was cool, Since you're omniscient, I know you've seen it, too. What did you think? I know, it was not "The Passion," but I liked it. Well, see ya around.
-Greg
Yep, I wrote God a postcard. Also, the teacher instructed us to, at one point, make a bulls-eye for our actions in relation to God and holiness. In the center, we were supposed to write God and Holy. Earlier, he had asked us how close to God the concept of Holy was, saying "Stop me when it's close enough." (He was using two pieces of paper... o.0?) I remembered thinking that really, he wouldn't be close enough until the two pieces of paper were fused together at the molecular level, cuz they are one and the same. Therefore, the center of my bulls-eye looked like this (without the underscores, of course):
_H
GOD
_L
_Y
Yep. I'm clever. Btw, I don't really believe all this that much, but it's still fun to play along and find the flaws in the teachers. After all, they're only human.
Recently, at the advice of a few friends, I shaved my pubes. Actually, that's not something I'm gonna talk about out here. IM me, maybe we'll talk about it. MAYBE.
Okay, Levine out!
23.4.04
This Story Thingy
This isn't the final Detective Greg story. It's just something random I wrote up in AIM, on the influence of just 3 words "This story thingy." Okay, that's about all the lead in this deserves.
"This Story Thingy" by Greg Levine
So, there was this guy, right? And he sorta liked this chick, but he didn't want to say anything, because he thought shed get freaked out. Then this one day, shit happened. Crazy shit. Shit you would not believe.Shitt that, if i wrote it down on a piece of paper, the paper would burst into flames. I did it once. Damn near burnt my hand. Whilst this shit was going down, the guy and the girl got trapped in some place. It was the kinda place you don't want to be alone, and so it was good they were together. It was there that the guy revealed his true feelings to the chick, because he figured he was gonna die anyway, so he might as well just tell her and get it over with. Then a crazy thing happened. It turned out that the chick liked him too. And so, united by their newfound relationship, the pair went into action. At this point, the story grows confusing. There are many conflicting versions as to what happened. Some people say there was a car chase. Other insist nuclear weapons were involved. Still others say it was as simple as throwing a rock through a hula hoop. Whatever the case was, the two had done it, and they lived happily ever after.
Okay serious stuff now. Just for a second. I've been lazy. I need to update. Lessee... I did an interview at Geoffry's Toys'R'Us, which is like an TRU Ultimate. They have everything your child needs, from age 0 on up. And they have the TRexclusiveve G1 re-issue Transformers. I'd forgotten they were TRexclusiveses cuz I was able to buy different things overseas that were really the same thing in non-TRU. Anyway, now that I'm working there, I can buy them for cheap. Wahoo!
The Ninja Rap was playing while I wrote this. Seemed like a note-worthy topic. I'll end here. I prolly have more to say, but... Meh.
"This Story Thingy" by Greg Levine
So, there was this guy, right? And he sorta liked this chick, but he didn't want to say anything, because he thought shed get freaked out. Then this one day, shit happened. Crazy shit. Shit you would not believe.Shitt that, if i wrote it down on a piece of paper, the paper would burst into flames. I did it once. Damn near burnt my hand. Whilst this shit was going down, the guy and the girl got trapped in some place. It was the kinda place you don't want to be alone, and so it was good they were together. It was there that the guy revealed his true feelings to the chick, because he figured he was gonna die anyway, so he might as well just tell her and get it over with. Then a crazy thing happened. It turned out that the chick liked him too. And so, united by their newfound relationship, the pair went into action. At this point, the story grows confusing. There are many conflicting versions as to what happened. Some people say there was a car chase. Other insist nuclear weapons were involved. Still others say it was as simple as throwing a rock through a hula hoop. Whatever the case was, the two had done it, and they lived happily ever after.
Okay serious stuff now. Just for a second. I've been lazy. I need to update. Lessee... I did an interview at Geoffry's Toys'R'Us, which is like an TRU Ultimate. They have everything your child needs, from age 0 on up. And they have the TRexclusiveve G1 re-issue Transformers. I'd forgotten they were TRexclusiveses cuz I was able to buy different things overseas that were really the same thing in non-TRU. Anyway, now that I'm working there, I can buy them for cheap. Wahoo!
The Ninja Rap was playing while I wrote this. Seemed like a note-worthy topic. I'll end here. I prolly have more to say, but... Meh.
17.4.04
New Friends
I don't know where you people all come from. Someone named GooseyGirl96 IM'ed me the other day, and I don't know who that is. SushiRll remains a mystery as well. ShrtCkBarbie is someone I remember from a while back, one of my brothers friends, but she too remains silent onto who she is, or why she chose to IM me. And it's not just on AIM, either. My old Xanga Account is still active, and some random person found that. I am highly confused by all this.
15.4.04
Ace of WHAT?
Who the hell named the band "Ace of Base"? And why isn't it spelled Bass? Jeez... I spend my days living with two guitar players, learn to appreciate a good thumping techno song, and finally learn the difference between bass the fish and bass the musical sound, and this stupid band from the early '90s screws it all up for me! Oh well... I found it. And you know what? It's weird. I found the song "Cruel Summer" by them, and began to download it... It's taking me nearly an hour, so my comp says. I watched my download speed steadily drop down, until it was under one Kbps, and is now hovering between 700 and 900 bytes per second! Wow.
Also in the news... Today is tax day. Apparently, because I went and worked at McDonald's, I need to pay those. >.< Oh well, I should be getting a tax refund from the US Govt, so that'll be fun. I just gotta go ahead and do it... I don't get it? We have an entire department full of people trained in Tax law... why can't THEY just do it themselves? Why do innocent people have to become accountants? Heh, you know, really, I'm just lazy.
Here's a weird thought. A girl told me yesterday that I was not a goody-two-shoes. I felt almost hurt by that. I thought I was DEFINITELY a goody-two-shoes. I've done no alcohol or drugs, always followed the straight and narrow (for the most part). Hmm... I dunno, if I'm not a goody-two-shoes, what am I? I'm not really a miscreant, I'm not a stoner, or a bully or w/e their modern day equivelant is. I'm not a hacker, all fantasies aside. I'm a pacifist, I suppose, and a coward (the two sorta go hand in hand, sometimes.). Actually, I suppose it's just that I've never found anything worth fighting for.
Someone named SushiRll just IM'ed me... Someone figure out who that is for me. Thanks.
Alright, I'm done. So long folks!
Also in the news... Today is tax day. Apparently, because I went and worked at McDonald's, I need to pay those. >.< Oh well, I should be getting a tax refund from the US Govt, so that'll be fun. I just gotta go ahead and do it... I don't get it? We have an entire department full of people trained in Tax law... why can't THEY just do it themselves? Why do innocent people have to become accountants? Heh, you know, really, I'm just lazy.
Here's a weird thought. A girl told me yesterday that I was not a goody-two-shoes. I felt almost hurt by that. I thought I was DEFINITELY a goody-two-shoes. I've done no alcohol or drugs, always followed the straight and narrow (for the most part). Hmm... I dunno, if I'm not a goody-two-shoes, what am I? I'm not really a miscreant, I'm not a stoner, or a bully or w/e their modern day equivelant is. I'm not a hacker, all fantasies aside. I'm a pacifist, I suppose, and a coward (the two sorta go hand in hand, sometimes.
Someone named SushiRll just IM'ed me... Someone figure out who that is for me. Thanks.
Alright, I'm done. So long folks!
10.4.04
Air Blogging
Okay, first time to write one of these at this altitude. That's right, I'm writing this from midair. *Checks battery - 1h20m left.* Perfect. Yes another reason I need to get a lightweight, longer lasting mobile comp. I've been thinking about one of those tablet things, so I can just fold it up and read or watch whatever without worrying about a keyboard. Sides, it transforms! You know me. I can't resist a transforming anything.
Random note: *Puts on "My Immortal"* I've had that song running through my head lately, so I just hadda hear it. It's gonna do bloody hell on my battery life, though.
Speaking of my love of transforming things, the Transformers specifically, I just wanted to say, no, I really don't know what I like about them so much. My little cousin asked me why earlier today. Truth be told I was mostly using the book's I'd gotten to make an excuse to not deal with her, the same reason I started leaving Final Fantasy: Tactics Advance in my GBA (she hates that game), and though I do feel kinda bad for not bringing any Sonic or Mario games... Well, lets just say a month of playing big brother for her has worn me out. Anyway, I can't tell you what it is about the Transformers that makes me want to buy anything related to them in the slightest way (not really true; I've had no inclination to buy children's coloring books featuring them). I suppose it stems from my mechanical inclination - I've been able to figure most of them out with ease, since I was young - and also their connection with my childhood. As most of you know, I'm not exactly the most mature guy around. I'd prolly cause a "REAL" Transfan to have a fit if he knew I'd bought the Collectors edition Soundwave to PLAY with him. ^-^ He's so cool! And, why? Again that question raises its ugly head. I don't know why giant robots that turn into cars or planes or tape decks are so damn awesome, but... Well, dammit, they are! Sigh. I just wasted a paragraph to say "cuz I sed so!"
Oh well, that wasn't my only reason for this post. Part of me is glad I can't get any internet access at this altitude. (Dammit, which one of you made "cant" a word? Fucker) See, I wouldn't know what time to say it is over there. My plane left at 10:30 Honolulu Time, and for some reason that state doesn't recognize daylight savings time, like most of the world, so that would be 3:30 AM in Texas. Who's hair-brained idea was it to make the continental United States look like crono-retards? (I'm looking your way, Mr. "Cant".) After sitting through a two hour, I suppose, movie (more on that later) I pulled this thing out. My clock tells me it's now 6 AM in Austin... 8 hrs till I'm home... *Sighs* I guess that would make it 1 AM in Hawaii, and I'll hit the hay when this is done, and I guess that right now, its... 2 or so locally. Yay for mid-air, late-night math.
The movie was alright. I watched Chasing Liberty, the old(?) Mandy Moore flick about the president's daughter on a whirlwind tour of Europe by the seat of her pants... Mmmmm... Mandy Moore's pants... *Drools* Okay, focus. Aside from making Mandy run a lot, proving what a bouncy young lady she is... Where was I going with that? Oh yeah, there was some plot in it. Fed up with being followed by secret service agents, Ann, I believe her name was, runs off, enlisting the aid of the first guy she sees with a scooter... who turns out to be the youngest, sexiest (I suppose; I'm new to this "Judging other guy's" thing) secret service agent. She is allowed a little "Controlled freedom" by daddy (I kept hoping for some parallels between that and the current state of our freedom under Bush, but.. Who am I kidding? It's a Mandy Moore movie!), and Ben the secret agent she doesn't know about takes her on a trip. Of course, the two fall in love, then she finds out, blah blah blah, I hate you for lying to me, but I love you so I'll forgive you after being an angst-y teen for 15 minutes, the end. Anyway, after watching for 15 minutes, I decided on a much better ending, one where she doesn't wait till the last minute to find out he's an agent (dumb broad), instead figuring it our early on, and letting him use his expertise to get the pair even more lost, and much happiness ensues ever after. Hehe... I should be a writer. Oh wait, I am!
Speaking of which, "Zombies In New Orleans", the last of Detective Greg's adventures, is coming soon to this website. I'm at least half way done with it, so stay tuned. After this step, I need to work more on the GS:C story (Cesar's slowness in drawing is no excuse for me to not have more than one script done... Ugh.) Also, with that out of the way, I can start work on the Plague Survivors epic I hyped up all those months ago. That, plus I'm planning to let Vikki post, so you don't wanna miss that! ^-^ You keep reading, I'll keep posting. Hell, I'll keep posting them no matter what. If no one reads, its just like a diary I keep online instead of on my cupboard (cuz honestly, who has cupboards anymore?)
Ugh... Bouncy airplane table, lack of sleep, low lights, dying battery: all are telling me to sleep. Good night all. This will be posted when I get home. So if you've read this, I made it in safe and sound. Later!
Random note: *Puts on "My Immortal"* I've had that song running through my head lately, so I just hadda hear it. It's gonna do bloody hell on my battery life, though.
Speaking of my love of transforming things, the Transformers specifically, I just wanted to say, no, I really don't know what I like about them so much. My little cousin asked me why earlier today. Truth be told I was mostly using the book's I'd gotten to make an excuse to not deal with her, the same reason I started leaving Final Fantasy: Tactics Advance in my GBA (she hates that game), and though I do feel kinda bad for not bringing any Sonic or Mario games... Well, lets just say a month of playing big brother for her has worn me out. Anyway, I can't tell you what it is about the Transformers that makes me want to buy anything related to them in the slightest way (not really true; I've had no inclination to buy children's coloring books featuring them). I suppose it stems from my mechanical inclination - I've been able to figure most of them out with ease, since I was young - and also their connection with my childhood. As most of you know, I'm not exactly the most mature guy around. I'd prolly cause a "REAL" Transfan to have a fit if he knew I'd bought the Collectors edition Soundwave to PLAY with him. ^-^ He's so cool! And, why? Again that question raises its ugly head. I don't know why giant robots that turn into cars or planes or tape decks are so damn awesome, but... Well, dammit, they are! Sigh. I just wasted a paragraph to say "cuz I sed so!"
Oh well, that wasn't my only reason for this post. Part of me is glad I can't get any internet access at this altitude. (Dammit, which one of you made "cant" a word? Fucker) See, I wouldn't know what time to say it is over there. My plane left at 10:30 Honolulu Time, and for some reason that state doesn't recognize daylight savings time, like most of the world, so that would be 3:30 AM in Texas. Who's hair-brained idea was it to make the continental United States look like crono-retards? (I'm looking your way, Mr. "Cant".) After sitting through a two hour, I suppose, movie (more on that later) I pulled this thing out. My clock tells me it's now 6 AM in Austin... 8 hrs till I'm home... *Sighs* I guess that would make it 1 AM in Hawaii, and I'll hit the hay when this is done, and I guess that right now, its... 2 or so locally. Yay for mid-air, late-night math.
The movie was alright. I watched Chasing Liberty, the old(?) Mandy Moore flick about the president's daughter on a whirlwind tour of Europe by the seat of her pants... Mmmmm... Mandy Moore's pants... *Drools* Okay, focus. Aside from making Mandy run a lot, proving what a bouncy young lady she is... Where was I going with that? Oh yeah, there was some plot in it. Fed up with being followed by secret service agents, Ann, I believe her name was, runs off, enlisting the aid of the first guy she sees with a scooter... who turns out to be the youngest, sexiest (I suppose; I'm new to this "Judging other guy's" thing) secret service agent. She is allowed a little "Controlled freedom" by daddy (I kept hoping for some parallels between that and the current state of our freedom under Bush, but.. Who am I kidding? It's a Mandy Moore movie!), and Ben the secret agent she doesn't know about takes her on a trip. Of course, the two fall in love, then she finds out, blah blah blah, I hate you for lying to me, but I love you so I'll forgive you after being an angst-y teen for 15 minutes, the end. Anyway, after watching for 15 minutes, I decided on a much better ending, one where she doesn't wait till the last minute to find out he's an agent (dumb broad), instead figuring it our early on, and letting him use his expertise to get the pair even more lost, and much happiness ensues ever after. Hehe... I should be a writer. Oh wait, I am!
Speaking of which, "Zombies In New Orleans", the last of Detective Greg's adventures, is coming soon to this website. I'm at least half way done with it, so stay tuned. After this step, I need to work more on the GS:C story (Cesar's slowness in drawing is no excuse for me to not have more than one script done... Ugh.) Also, with that out of the way, I can start work on the Plague Survivors epic I hyped up all those months ago. That, plus I'm planning to let Vikki post, so you don't wanna miss that! ^-^ You keep reading, I'll keep posting. Hell, I'll keep posting them no matter what. If no one reads, its just like a diary I keep online instead of on my cupboard (cuz honestly, who has cupboards anymore?)
Ugh... Bouncy airplane table, lack of sleep, low lights, dying battery: all are telling me to sleep. Good night all. This will be posted when I get home. So if you've read this, I made it in safe and sound. Later!
9.4.04
I'm So Brilliant I Amaze Myself
Somehow, I got talking about the Laws of Conservation of Matter and Energy. They're fun little dealies. Matter cannot be destroyed or created. Ditto for energy. So, this got me thinking: if they can neither be destroyed or created, then they are, chronologically, INFINITE. In other words, they have existed since the beginning of the universe. Or something. As I thought, I realized that the universe didn't "begin," it cycles. The big bang was but one extreme on the universe's cycle, as it went from being compressed into a hugely dence point of all the matter in the universe, until something inside exploded under the pressure, releasing all the energy, and sending all matter jetting in all directions. But it is still connected by gravity, so eventually, it will come back together, and recompress, and then explode yet again. A perfect perpetual motion machine, really, because no matter or energy is wasted, it is all locked away in the ziplock-sealed system that is the universe.
I know that seems too simple, but be it my sub-college level physics training, or the fact that it's too close to midnight to be doing high-grade physics, I can't spot the flaw. So... Take THAT Steven Hawkings!
My brain hurts now, I'm gonna rest it.
I know that seems too simple, but be it my sub-college level physics training, or the fact that it's too close to midnight to be doing high-grade physics, I can't spot the flaw. So... Take THAT Steven Hawkings!
My brain hurts now, I'm gonna rest it.
8.4.04
Stuff Breaks
Shit, my watch broke. Yet another in a long line of things that have crapped out on me lately:
I lost my MP3 player. Stupid maids took it, I know they did...
After letting Clara play with Soundwave, I notice that one of his legs is looser than the other.
Lazerbeaks head won't go completely in him correctly in tape mode.
Diablo 2 I got was in Chinese, not English like the lady said.
My laptop has slowly been molting its little rubber grips on its base, so now they're all gone. Plus, last night i nearly overheated it by leaving it fan-side down on my bed. That's a no-no, kiddos.
And my wallet keeps getting emptier and emptier, with no sign of refilling any time soon. That's not really broken, but I'd like it if it did work that way...
I lost my MP3 player. Stupid maids took it, I know they did...
After letting Clara play with Soundwave, I notice that one of his legs is looser than the other.
Lazerbeaks head won't go completely in him correctly in tape mode.
Diablo 2 I got was in Chinese, not English like the lady said.
My laptop has slowly been molting its little rubber grips on its base, so now they're all gone. Plus, last night i nearly overheated it by leaving it fan-side down on my bed. That's a no-no, kiddos.
And my wallet keeps getting emptier and emptier, with no sign of refilling any time soon. That's not really broken, but I'd like it if it did work that way...
6.4.04
Ugh. Another Midnight:30 Report
Oh well. I just finished reading the first 6 chapters of Transformers: Hardwired. It’s damn cool, even if it is just my fandom talking. It’s set in the same world as the Dreamwave comics, where the Transformers, after they’re pre-movie exploits back in the 80’s, were finally able to get the Decepticons under control, and rocket home to Cybertron, only to have their shuttle explode shortly after lift off, then get reanimated in present day, and continue their vicious war as though it never stopped. A few differences are there, though. The Transformers are all much deeper characters than the children’s cartoon from my childhood. In effect, this is basically an in depth analysis of what the 80’s TV cartoons usually had us take for granted. There were two teams, a good side and a bad side, and they’re fighting. That’s it. They fight over and over, week after week, and nothing changes. No one dies, nothing really unchangeable happens from episode to episode. Of course, that’s not how life works. In a real war, there is morale to consider, there are motives to consider, there casualties to consider. No one ever died on the Transformers cartoon (except for the Movie, but even then, Optimus Prime was brought back later on in the series.) This new series takes a much more adult look at the situation. It’s to be expected, I suppose, seeing as how the people who used to watch the show back in the day are now grown up, that the Transformers should, too. Many times, Optimus has doubted his abilities as leader. “Could I have prevented this death here? Or those deaths there? Which is more important: the lives of my friends and comrades, or those of the innocents who didn’t ask for two armies of robots to use their home planet as a battlefield?” I know, it’s almost cliché to read, but still, its kind of fun to imagine a Giant Fighting Robot (™) thinking about such things.
So, the story I’m reading: After the initial battle that took place in L.A. (in the first comic volume), the entire west coast lies in ruins, and many people are blaming the Autobots for the mess. And yes, partially it is their fault, but still… Anyway, Prime, Jazz, and Bluestreak head off to Tokyo for a goodwill PA kind of meeting, to let everyone know they’re cool, really. Of course, Megatron shows up. Just Megatron, however, and no one knows how he managed to sneak into the country, or where he’d been hiding before then. After what could have been the final battle where Prime almost kills Megs (no, he needs to capture the evil giant for interrogation), all four of the Transformers, as well as over 200 human ‘hostages’ are captured, and sent to some place where the robots can relive their original design purpose: Gladiatorial Combat. Meanwhile, Spike is being used to infiltrate some mysterious group known as the Followers, Prowl and Bumblebee are being used to fan the media flames of anti-Autobot sentiments (Bumblebee apparently sucks at interviews. Go figure), and to top it all off, Starscream, after assuming command in Megatron’s absence, is headed for Vegas. Who knew they fighter jets gamble in Nevada? Oh, and I love his quote, so I shall leave you with it:
“Who needs to rule the world when you can be a god in a city that’s a world onto itself?”
So, the story I’m reading: After the initial battle that took place in L.A. (in the first comic volume), the entire west coast lies in ruins, and many people are blaming the Autobots for the mess. And yes, partially it is their fault, but still… Anyway, Prime, Jazz, and Bluestreak head off to Tokyo for a goodwill PA kind of meeting, to let everyone know they’re cool, really. Of course, Megatron shows up. Just Megatron, however, and no one knows how he managed to sneak into the country, or where he’d been hiding before then. After what could have been the final battle where Prime almost kills Megs (no, he needs to capture the evil giant for interrogation), all four of the Transformers, as well as over 200 human ‘hostages’ are captured, and sent to some place where the robots can relive their original design purpose: Gladiatorial Combat. Meanwhile, Spike is being used to infiltrate some mysterious group known as the Followers, Prowl and Bumblebee are being used to fan the media flames of anti-Autobot sentiments (Bumblebee apparently sucks at interviews. Go figure), and to top it all off, Starscream, after assuming command in Megatron’s absence, is headed for Vegas. Who knew they fighter jets gamble in Nevada? Oh, and I love his quote, so I shall leave you with it:
“Who needs to rule the world when you can be a god in a city that’s a world onto itself?”
FUCKING HTML...
As you may have read in my last post, I had some trouble with the way this thing reads apostrophes. Well, that's not the only part that's fucked up. Apparently, my emoting method, the brackets I use on AIM, don't appear here. After using them for, oh, 5 months, almost, I just now, tonite, discovered that they don't appear on the site. Apparently, Blogger catches them as HTML and hides them. How *twitch* nice of it.... *twitch**twitch* So, as you can see, I switched to the ** method, for Blogging, anyway. I'm too dead set in AIM to fix anything else. But yeah, I just went back through all 50+ posts (I know its more than 50 because the maximum number it would let me see is 50 at a time without searching for blankness) and switched them. Which is hard, basically I just went back and re-read all of my old posts. It was kinda fun. Heh. That's the old Greg you all know and love. Can't be put down by anything. I'm just too perky. It's almost... Scary. Hrmm... *Considers letting Vikki write a guest post...* >.n (Oh god, I hope the wink shows up, at least.)
5.4.04
4 Pages of Midnight Rambling
Man, I've done a horrible job of keeping up with this thing. I'd use my vacation as an excuse, but as many of you know, I spend much of my time online. I guess you could say that Hawai'i is where I stay while the battery charges.
I'm writing this at 0:02 local time, so I'm gonna do some incoherent babbling now:
'Bring Me To Life' is an awesome song. Someone needs to remove the vocal track and just gimme the guitar / bass / drums / violin. Violins are definitely the coolest instrument in a rock song. And Evanescence, despite the impossible-to-spell name (mad props to spell cheque), is in general a kick ass band. I wouldn't mind receiving their CD's for a birthday.
I seem to have lost my Mini-Disk player. 4 months is a new low for me. I suck at portable electronics, it seems. This laptop is nice, tho. Speaking of which, when GS:C hits it big, I'm trading this thing in for a smaller, lightweight model with a decent battery, and a top-o'-the-line desktop machine. Then I will be l33t. And by lightweight, I mean one of those tablet things, so I can read sites all cool like, or something. It'll make watching videos a lot cooler, anyway. Hope my arms don't get tired.
Back onto Evanescence for a second: I hate 'My Immortal.' No, that's not right. It's a good song. A great song. It gets an emotional response outta me, so it does its purpose. Its just sad, you know? 'Surrender' is cool, though.
I've gotten more into Cowboy Bebop. Just saw 'Mushroom Samba.' Ein on 'shrooms makes me laugh. I'm almost curious as to what Ed's 'shroom experience would be, except that she's so weird anyway, the 'shrooms wouldn't really have an effect, possibly. Like the time she ate that thing in 'Toys In The Attic.' Maybe I have problems, but I think Ed's cute. Don't get me wrong, Faye's still the hottie on board the Bebop, but I guess Ed gets second place. Which is good, right? Because the other members are, in turn, a dog, a cyborg, and a bad-ass. ("Who is this guy, and what business does he have saying he's bi?" I'll get to that.) But yeah, I'm noticing more and more that the soundtrack to Bebop is very, very cool, and probably a big part of the show (note how all the episode titles are song names). I'm glad I got P.J. the soundtrack for his birthday. I'll have to steal it from him and rip it to disk ASAP. Look for it on the 27th! (jk)
About my bi-ness: some girl online said I wasn't REALLY bi, since I was staying loyal to my boy friend. I failed to see the logic in that argument. I also liked the argument my bf's mom gave. "If you don't do anal, you ain't bi." So, you have it from two reputable sources: I'm straight. (You KNOW I'm not gay, or you'd better, at least.) I just happen to suck some guys cock on a regular basis. And just the one! Don't come to me with your dick-sucking needs, you fruits. BTW, this is all purely online; I have never met the guy aside from AIM. But I still love him!
(I like parentheses.)
So it was announced on the 1st (and confirmed, well, today) that Wizards is making Magic: Unhinged (a.k.a. Unglued 2). This sounds like it should be some fun. As it will be released during the time I'll be living at Tech, I should be able to hook up with some other goofy players for some Unhinged action. Maybe I'll even steal a few of my mom's old Unglued packs for some UG/UH drafting. That'd be awesome. *Remembers that not all of you play Magic... yet.* I suppose I should clarify. Unhinged is not just another Magic set. You won't see me get this excited over 5th Dawn. (Unless it has some really sweet cards, of course.) But Unhinged, like Unglued before it, will be an off the wall set of cards that do really stupid things. Hurloon Wrangler - 2R for a 2/2 with Denim-walk (unblockable if the opponent is wearing denim) - is the best example of this. For that card, removal of pants was ruled to occur at a speed faster than mana production. So, people would play without pants. There's something that gets some ability when you do the hokey pokey, and something else that gets flying if you flap your arms like a chicken. Weird shit like that. Of course, that's Unglued. As for Unhinged, well, it's not out till November, so not much is known about it, but the card name 'City of Ass' intrigues me...
This Foo Fighters song - 'Times Like These' - has some funky sound in the background. Can't tell if it's the crappy headphones or my track or what. Updates as... Ah, never, really.
More on Manga: NO ONE HAS MEGATOKYO #1!!! GRRRR... I finally found a Waldenbooks here today (yesterday. Shut up, midnight.), and was shocked to discover that even 5 days after its release, they didn't have it. Or it was sold out, or something. .Hack//Twilight #3, the other manga I'm looking for, isn't out yet either, I guess, which makes me sad, because I wanna find out what happens! *Crys, anime-style* I didn't wanna look like a jerk, specially after asking the nice lady where they kept the manga, by walking out after looking at it for 3 seconds, so I pulled Love Hina #2 off the shelf, and got it. I read it before I wrote this, but I just wanna say I hate cliffhangers. Especially when they involve me not having enough money to see what happens! Will Keitome make it into Tokyo U? (Probably not yet, there are a lot more Love Hina volumes out there, but hey, if I can make it into Tech, he can make it into Tokyo U.) Is Nani really his true love from 15 years ago? (That's the part I don't get. That makes her 2 when she made him promise... WAY too young to be doing shit like that.) And what of poor Robin!? (I mean, really, poor guy, he just sits around in that boring old mansion waiting for Alfred to answer the phone so he can slip into green tights and run around with an insane man twice his age. Okay, I just put this bit in because I'm feeling silly. Hell, that explains most of my blogs, ever.) Stay toned, Greg-fans!
So Matt tells me he doesn't have a TV or gaming system. I suppose as the Fish (or whatever, I'm a year below him in school), it falls on me to equip us. I've already volunteered one of the circuit-breaking box fans from our garage, conceivably could sneak out either PJ's or Dan's television and bring it. I also could conceivably bring along the Sega Genesis, Nintendo 64, and Playstation (One, sadly; the PS2s in China that were supposedly international - I doubt that claim after my experience with D2 - were too expensive. Oh well, I'm sure I'll get one one of these days!)
Hmm... I wonder why winamp only comes out of one side of my computer. I don't think I have it set for mono. *Goes and checks.* Hmm, I seem to have deleted it. Oh well! *Huggles WMP.*
OH! That was the one thing I never mentioned, really, and wanted to. Two things, really, but one at a time, here. Firstly, my uncle snores. Loudly. It sucks. Keeps me up all night, doing things like this. When I'm done here, I'm leaving my laptop on the bed, and sleeping with headphones on. And they hurt. Damn you, Uncle! I suppose I shouldn't speak badly of him. It's not his fault. The REALLY annoying thing, though, is that when he gets up in the morning, he expects me to rise and shine too. Like I haven't been kept up all night by his snoring. Does he not know? How could he miss that? Agh! Plus, he is the LAST person I think should be rushing me, since his schizophrenia medication makes him go slower than everyone else in the family. Meanwhile, I'm probably the fastest, walking, anyway. As in, I can catch up easily to him. So he has no need to rush me. And he gets on my case about random things. It's so annoying. I know he tries, so I don't want to upset him, but... uuuuuuuuu....
Oh well, at least I got a real bed for once. ^-^
The other thing that bugged me was my cousin Lena. Not the new baby from China, Lena is the 6 year old from Tennessee who loves it when I come visit. She's really sweet; for instance, today, she spotted a nifty TF shirt I hadn't seen while I was away at Waldenbooks. I bought it, though it's a size too small... Getting sidetracked. u.u Anyway, she's nearly my shadow now-a-days, especially with my brothers gone. I think partly it was the fact that Clara was getting all the attention everyone else used to give her. And partly it's that she just wants to get in my pants - I need to stop carrying around an EB Games store in my pockets. But mostly, I'm sure she's just being 6 ("almost 7!" I can hear her say). And there's nothing wrong with that. Except for one thing. Clara doesn't like her car seat. She hates it. Cries whenever we go anywhere. So, Lena decided to cheer her up by singing a happy song from Sunday School, or something. "I'm up I'm down I'm in I'm out I'm happy all the time! / I'm up I'm down I'm in I'm out I'm happy all the time! / Cuz Jesus saved my sins! / blah blah blee blee blah blee! / I'm up I'm down I'm in I'm out I'm hap-py all the time!" Problem is, the song isn't just happy; its HYPER. And Lena doesn't just sing it, she practically YELLS it. I suppose she has to, to make it over Clara's wails, but still. In my opinion, when a child is scared by something, and panicking, then fast, upbeat, LOUD songs are not the answer. Slow, low, loving ones, are. Sigh. Being buckled up next to her can be a pain.
Take also yesterdays (shut up midnight!) drive to the airport. Lena discussed her hatred of bobcats, because one supposedly ate her old cat once. I assured her that bobcats didn't eat other cats out of spite, but rather because of how their bodies work. I explained to her that her theory of leaving cat food out for bobcats would not work, because it just wasn't good for them, and besides, they need to hunt. I then did my take on the Crocodile Hunter vs. a can of cat food. It wasn't anything special, just a bad Steve Irwin impression in a life or death struggle against Tuna-Flavored Friskies. I won't bug you with it. I was going to, because I thought it was okay. But then Lena made me do it again. Then when I refused a third time, she did it. And I believe it to now be not as funny as earlier stated. Plus, Steve Irwin impressions don't translate into text.
Wow, I hit nearly 2000 words. Go me! Alright, I think I collapse now. Goodnight!
Oh, and despite what Hill says, Nelly Furtado or w.e does not suck. Give me some more of her mp3s.
Added at release time: Sorry this came out so late; I was supposed to put it up in the morning, but things came up, so, I didn't. New things: Got Love Hina #3, so that's cool, along with a couple of Transformers novels. Books one and two of a trilogy. SUPPOSEDLY the same trilogy, but I have some doubts. I guess we shall see.
*Hits spell check.*
*Cringes. u.u*
OMG! THIS THING TURNED ALL MY APOSTROPHES INTO "‘"!!! YOU FUCKER!!
Hmm... this thing doesnt like the little brackets I usually use... I'll have to disable html or something.. I'm using **'s for now, and I'll go back later and check it out what else I missed.
I'm writing this at 0:02 local time, so I'm gonna do some incoherent babbling now:
'Bring Me To Life' is an awesome song. Someone needs to remove the vocal track and just gimme the guitar / bass / drums / violin. Violins are definitely the coolest instrument in a rock song. And Evanescence, despite the impossible-to-spell name (mad props to spell cheque), is in general a kick ass band. I wouldn't mind receiving their CD's for a birthday.
I seem to have lost my Mini-Disk player. 4 months is a new low for me. I suck at portable electronics, it seems. This laptop is nice, tho. Speaking of which, when GS:C hits it big, I'm trading this thing in for a smaller, lightweight model with a decent battery, and a top-o'-the-line desktop machine. Then I will be l33t. And by lightweight, I mean one of those tablet things, so I can read sites all cool like, or something. It'll make watching videos a lot cooler, anyway. Hope my arms don't get tired.
Back onto Evanescence for a second: I hate 'My Immortal.' No, that's not right. It's a good song. A great song. It gets an emotional response outta me, so it does its purpose. Its just sad, you know? 'Surrender' is cool, though.
I've gotten more into Cowboy Bebop. Just saw 'Mushroom Samba.' Ein on 'shrooms makes me laugh. I'm almost curious as to what Ed's 'shroom experience would be, except that she's so weird anyway, the 'shrooms wouldn't really have an effect, possibly. Like the time she ate that thing in 'Toys In The Attic.' Maybe I have problems, but I think Ed's cute. Don't get me wrong, Faye's still the hottie on board the Bebop, but I guess Ed gets second place. Which is good, right? Because the other members are, in turn, a dog, a cyborg, and a bad-ass. ("Who is this guy, and what business does he have saying he's bi?" I'll get to that.) But yeah, I'm noticing more and more that the soundtrack to Bebop is very, very cool, and probably a big part of the show (note how all the episode titles are song names). I'm glad I got P.J. the soundtrack for his birthday. I'll have to steal it from him and rip it to disk ASAP. Look for it on the 27th! (jk)
About my bi-ness: some girl online said I wasn't REALLY bi, since I was staying loyal to my boy friend. I failed to see the logic in that argument. I also liked the argument my bf's mom gave. "If you don't do anal, you ain't bi." So, you have it from two reputable sources: I'm straight. (You KNOW I'm not gay, or you'd better, at least.) I just happen to suck some guys cock on a regular basis. And just the one! Don't come to me with your dick-sucking needs, you fruits. BTW, this is all purely online; I have never met the guy aside from AIM. But I still love him!
(I like parentheses.)
So it was announced on the 1st (and confirmed, well, today) that Wizards is making Magic: Unhinged (a.k.a. Unglued 2). This sounds like it should be some fun. As it will be released during the time I'll be living at Tech, I should be able to hook up with some other goofy players for some Unhinged action. Maybe I'll even steal a few of my mom's old Unglued packs for some UG/UH drafting. That'd be awesome. *Remembers that not all of you play Magic... yet.* I suppose I should clarify. Unhinged is not just another Magic set. You won't see me get this excited over 5th Dawn. (Unless it has some really sweet cards, of course.) But Unhinged, like Unglued before it, will be an off the wall set of cards that do really stupid things. Hurloon Wrangler - 2R for a 2/2 with Denim-walk (unblockable if the opponent is wearing denim) - is the best example of this. For that card, removal of pants was ruled to occur at a speed faster than mana production. So, people would play without pants. There's something that gets some ability when you do the hokey pokey, and something else that gets flying if you flap your arms like a chicken. Weird shit like that. Of course, that's Unglued. As for Unhinged, well, it's not out till November, so not much is known about it, but the card name 'City of Ass' intrigues me...
This Foo Fighters song - 'Times Like These' - has some funky sound in the background. Can't tell if it's the crappy headphones or my track or what. Updates as... Ah, never, really.
More on Manga: NO ONE HAS MEGATOKYO #1!!! GRRRR... I finally found a Waldenbooks here today (yesterday. Shut up, midnight.), and was shocked to discover that even 5 days after its release, they didn't have it. Or it was sold out, or something. .Hack//Twilight #3, the other manga I'm looking for, isn't out yet either, I guess, which makes me sad, because I wanna find out what happens! *Crys, anime-style* I didn't wanna look like a jerk, specially after asking the nice lady where they kept the manga, by walking out after looking at it for 3 seconds, so I pulled Love Hina #2 off the shelf, and got it. I read it before I wrote this, but I just wanna say I hate cliffhangers. Especially when they involve me not having enough money to see what happens! Will Keitome make it into Tokyo U? (Probably not yet, there are a lot more Love Hina volumes out there, but hey, if I can make it into Tech, he can make it into Tokyo U.) Is Nani really his true love from 15 years ago? (That's the part I don't get. That makes her 2 when she made him promise... WAY too young to be doing shit like that.) And what of poor Robin!? (I mean, really, poor guy, he just sits around in that boring old mansion waiting for Alfred to answer the phone so he can slip into green tights and run around with an insane man twice his age. Okay, I just put this bit in because I'm feeling silly. Hell, that explains most of my blogs, ever.) Stay toned, Greg-fans!
So Matt tells me he doesn't have a TV or gaming system. I suppose as the Fish (or whatever, I'm a year below him in school), it falls on me to equip us. I've already volunteered one of the circuit-breaking box fans from our garage, conceivably could sneak out either PJ's or Dan's television and bring it. I also could conceivably bring along the Sega Genesis, Nintendo 64, and Playstation (One, sadly; the PS2s in China that were supposedly international - I doubt that claim after my experience with D2 - were too expensive. Oh well, I'm sure I'll get one one of these days!)
Hmm... I wonder why winamp only comes out of one side of my computer. I don't think I have it set for mono. *Goes and checks.* Hmm, I seem to have deleted it. Oh well! *Huggles WMP.*
OH! That was the one thing I never mentioned, really, and wanted to. Two things, really, but one at a time, here. Firstly, my uncle snores. Loudly. It sucks. Keeps me up all night, doing things like this. When I'm done here, I'm leaving my laptop on the bed, and sleeping with headphones on. And they hurt. Damn you, Uncle! I suppose I shouldn't speak badly of him. It's not his fault. The REALLY annoying thing, though, is that when he gets up in the morning, he expects me to rise and shine too. Like I haven't been kept up all night by his snoring. Does he not know? How could he miss that? Agh! Plus, he is the LAST person I think should be rushing me, since his schizophrenia medication makes him go slower than everyone else in the family. Meanwhile, I'm probably the fastest, walking, anyway. As in, I can catch up easily to him. So he has no need to rush me. And he gets on my case about random things. It's so annoying. I know he tries, so I don't want to upset him, but... uuuuuuuuu....
Oh well, at least I got a real bed for once. ^-^
The other thing that bugged me was my cousin Lena. Not the new baby from China, Lena is the 6 year old from Tennessee who loves it when I come visit. She's really sweet; for instance, today, she spotted a nifty TF shirt I hadn't seen while I was away at Waldenbooks. I bought it, though it's a size too small... Getting sidetracked. u.u Anyway, she's nearly my shadow now-a-days, especially with my brothers gone. I think partly it was the fact that Clara was getting all the attention everyone else used to give her. And partly it's that she just wants to get in my pants - I need to stop carrying around an EB Games store in my pockets. But mostly, I'm sure she's just being 6 ("almost 7!" I can hear her say). And there's nothing wrong with that. Except for one thing. Clara doesn't like her car seat. She hates it. Cries whenever we go anywhere. So, Lena decided to cheer her up by singing a happy song from Sunday School, or something. "I'm up I'm down I'm in I'm out I'm happy all the time! / I'm up I'm down I'm in I'm out I'm happy all the time! / Cuz Jesus saved my sins! / blah blah blee blee blah blee! / I'm up I'm down I'm in I'm out I'm hap-py all the time!" Problem is, the song isn't just happy; its HYPER. And Lena doesn't just sing it, she practically YELLS it. I suppose she has to, to make it over Clara's wails, but still. In my opinion, when a child is scared by something, and panicking, then fast, upbeat, LOUD songs are not the answer. Slow, low, loving ones, are. Sigh. Being buckled up next to her can be a pain.
Take also yesterdays (shut up midnight!) drive to the airport. Lena discussed her hatred of bobcats, because one supposedly ate her old cat once. I assured her that bobcats didn't eat other cats out of spite, but rather because of how their bodies work. I explained to her that her theory of leaving cat food out for bobcats would not work, because it just wasn't good for them, and besides, they need to hunt. I then did my take on the Crocodile Hunter vs. a can of cat food. It wasn't anything special, just a bad Steve Irwin impression in a life or death struggle against Tuna-Flavored Friskies. I won't bug you with it. I was going to, because I thought it was okay. But then Lena made me do it again. Then when I refused a third time, she did it. And I believe it to now be not as funny as earlier stated. Plus, Steve Irwin impressions don't translate into text.
Wow, I hit nearly 2000 words. Go me! Alright, I think I collapse now. Goodnight!
Oh, and despite what Hill says, Nelly Furtado or w.e does not suck. Give me some more of her mp3s.
Added at release time: Sorry this came out so late; I was supposed to put it up in the morning, but things came up, so, I didn't. New things: Got Love Hina #3, so that's cool, along with a couple of Transformers novels. Books one and two of a trilogy. SUPPOSEDLY the same trilogy, but I have some doubts. I guess we shall see.
*Hits spell check.*
*Cringes. u.u*
OMG! THIS THING TURNED ALL MY APOSTROPHES INTO "‘"!!! YOU FUCKER!!
Hmm... this thing doesnt like the little brackets I usually use... I'll have to disable html or something.. I'm using **'s for now, and I'll go back later and check it out what else I missed.
1.4.04
APRIL FOOLS!
You people suck at being dependable to read this thing. My prank totally failed... Oh well. As you can tell, I am alive and well. When I was writing that, though, I was thinking 'wouldn't it suck if I really DID get hurt?" Heh. Anyway, I was sorta serious about that auctioning off all my shit for charity... enough rambling. I'm done for tonite. Hawaii is exausting.
Some Bad News
Hello to all of Greg’s friends. This is a message being written by his family. We don’t know any of you, but we felt you should be told of recent events none-the-less. As you know, Greg has been on vacation in Hawaii. This morning, Greg went out surfing on the beach. He has been taking lessons, and enjoys it a great deal. However, today was not one of his better days and on what would have been his last surf of the day, Greg slipped off his board, hit his head, and cut up his leg on a rock just under water. He was rushed to the Honolulu Hospital emergency room where we all waited nervously, until a doctor finally let us in to see him. Greg was in a coma.
Greg is breathing steadily, but the doctors do not know when he will wake up, or even if he ever will. He looks very comfortable in his current state, though, and we will definitely not be “pulling the plug” on him. We will just keep praying for him to wake up. He seems to be able to hear us, somewhat. He reacted slightly to all of our voices, in slight adjustments of his blood pressure and breathing, and he even smiled at the sound of Clara’s voice. We are all very hopeful that he will wake up, but we felt you all would want to know about it. We are also asking for your help. The doctors say that since he can hear us, there is a chance that his brain is somewhat awake, and believe that if he hears more conversations, it will wake his brain up more. We are asking that you send him some e-mails for us to read for him. He would love to hear them, we think, and it would let him know that people really do care about him. If you need to know it, his email is gtom5556@hotmail.com. Thank you for all your help and please pray for him with us. (And don’t worry; we will turn a blind eye to all of your ages.)
A few final notes: if the unthinkable happens, and he does die, we are going to auction off all his Magic cards and his Transformers collection. The proceeds will help to pay for his funeral, and an undecided amount will also be donated to the Children’s Hospital of Philadelphia, the hospital where Greg got his life-saving operations as a young child, in his name. You should feel free to help bid on these collections, or simply donate directly there yourself. We will post links to the auction on eBay if that should happen.
Thanks to all of you. Please help spread this message to those of Greg’s friends who may have not seen this yet.
Greg is breathing steadily, but the doctors do not know when he will wake up, or even if he ever will. He looks very comfortable in his current state, though, and we will definitely not be “pulling the plug” on him. We will just keep praying for him to wake up. He seems to be able to hear us, somewhat. He reacted slightly to all of our voices, in slight adjustments of his blood pressure and breathing, and he even smiled at the sound of Clara’s voice. We are all very hopeful that he will wake up, but we felt you all would want to know about it. We are also asking for your help. The doctors say that since he can hear us, there is a chance that his brain is somewhat awake, and believe that if he hears more conversations, it will wake his brain up more. We are asking that you send him some e-mails for us to read for him. He would love to hear them, we think, and it would let him know that people really do care about him. If you need to know it, his email is gtom5556@hotmail.com. Thank you for all your help and please pray for him with us. (And don’t worry; we will turn a blind eye to all of your ages.)
A few final notes: if the unthinkable happens, and he does die, we are going to auction off all his Magic cards and his Transformers collection. The proceeds will help to pay for his funeral, and an undecided amount will also be donated to the Children’s Hospital of Philadelphia, the hospital where Greg got his life-saving operations as a young child, in his name. You should feel free to help bid on these collections, or simply donate directly there yourself. We will post links to the auction on eBay if that should happen.
Thanks to all of you. Please help spread this message to those of Greg’s friends who may have not seen this yet.
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