I know I haven't actually made a blog in the past while but life has been crazy busy.
I just moved the end of last month and I now do not have a computer at home. Well I do but it wont turn on for some damn reason. I gotta try to see whats wrong, but this might be the push to have me buy or build a whole new one. But that wont be too soon because about 9 boxes of my possessions that I had in storage ended up betting damaged so I now have to buy all my kitchen stuff again. Yay me. :/
I will try to keep up with the blog from time to time, I hope once a week but I am not promising anything. Plus I will be doing another Horror Movie Quiz in October. I just hope I can get internet again soon at my new place sooner then later so I can start watching more and more horror movies. I was gonna do one in December for Christmas movies but its Christmas and I'd rather spend my extra money on my family then random people on the interwebs.
Today is a very special day for me, well, more so for my daughter, today is her 8th birthday. Life has changed so much in the past 8 years. It has been up and down but this journey has been very joyful.
So whats new with me besides moving and loosing lots of my stuff...well, I've been playing a lot of Minecraft for XBox360, I finally started playing Saints Row The Third after having it for over 7 months...lol I picked up Lollipop Chainsaw and played the shit outta that for a few weeks. Fun game, but can get old fast.
I am looking forward for only 3 games this year. Borderlands 2, Assassin's Creed 3 and Halo 4. I have all of them pre-ordered and I'm getting the most expensive deal for all of them. That is setting me back around $400+. I know crazy eh?! That is pretty much keeping me from purchasing the Halo 4 special edition XBox 360.
Well, I'm heading to finish up the last 2 1/2 hours of work. Lots of jobs in. Most are rush jobs like usual from this one company. And like I said, I will try to keep up with my blog even if I talk about me not having anything to write about. Hell, I might post tomorrow about dating...or money....or a small pick rabbit....lol
>Insert witty comment/joke here<
~ JB
Thursday, August 16, 2012
Thursday, April 19, 2012
A Letter In A Lost Wallet
Now I don't know if this story is true, but it can show you that God has made someone special for each and every one of us, and even if it takes you 60+ years to find that person, God will make it so, all you need is faith.
As I walked home one freezing day, I stumbled on a wallet someone had lost in the street. I picked it up and looked inside to find some identification so I could call the owner. But the wallet contained only three dollars and a crumpled letter that looked as if it had been in there for years.
The envelope was worn and the only thing that was legible on it was the return address. I started to open the letter, hoping to find some clue. Then I saw the dateline--1924. The letter had been written almost sixty years ago.
It was written in a beautiful feminine handwriting on powder blue stationery with a little flower in the left-hand corner. It was a "Dear John" letter that told the recipient, whose name appeared to be Michael, that the
writer could not see him any more because her mother forbade it. Even so, she wrote that she would always love him.
It was signed, Hannah.
It was a beautiful letter, but there was no way except for the name Michael, that the owner could be identified. Maybe if I called information, the operator could find a phone listing for the address on the envelope.
"Operator," I began, "this is an unusual request. I'm trying to find the owner of a wallet that I found. Is there anyway you can tell me if there is a phone number for an address that was on an envelope in the wallet?"
She suggested I speak with her supervisor, who hesitated for a moment then said, "Well, there is a phone listing at that address, but I can't give you the number." She said, as a courtesy, she would call that number, explain my story and would ask them if they wanted her to connect me. I waited a few minutes and then she was back on the line. "I have a party who will speak with you."
I asked the woman on the other end of the line if she knew anyone by the name of Hannah. She gasped, "Oh! We bought this house from a family who had a daughter named Hannah. But that was 30 years ago!"
"Would you know where that family could be located now?" I asked. "I remember that Hannah had to place her mother in a nursing home some years ago," the woman said. "Maybe if you got in touch with them they might be able to track down the daughter."
She gave me the name of the nursing home and I called the number. They told me the old lady had passed away some years ago but they did have a phone number for where they thought the daughter might be living.
I thanked them and phoned. The woman who answered explained that Hannah herself was now living in a nursing home.
This whole thing was stupid, I thought to myself. Why was I making such a big deal over finding the owner of a wallet that had only three dollars and a letter that was almost 60 years old?
Nevertheless, I called the nursing home in which Hannah was supposed to be living and the man who answered the phone told me, "Yes, Hannah is staying with us. "
Even though it was already 10 p.m., I asked if I could come by to see her. "Well," he said hesitatingly, "if you want to take a chance, she might be in the day room watching television."
I thanked him and drove over to the nursing home. The night nurse and a guard greeted me at the door. We went up to the third floor of the large building. In the day room, the nurse introduced me to Hannah.
She was a sweet, silver-haired old timer with a warm smile and a twinkle in her eye.
I told her about finding the wallet and showed her the letter. The second she saw the powder blue envelope with that little flower on the left, she took a deep breath and said, "Young man, this letter was the last contact I ever had with Michael."
She looked away for a moment deep in thought and then said Softly, "I loved him very much. But I was only 16 at the time and my mother felt I was too young. Oh, he was so handsome. He looked like Sean Connery, the actor."
"Yes," she continued. "Michael Goldstein was a wonderful person. If you should find him, tell him I think of him often. And," she hesitated for a moment, almost biting her lip, "tell him I still love him. You know," she said
smiling as tears began to well up in her eyes, "I never did marry. I guess no one ever matched up to Michael..."
I thanked Hannah and said goodbye. I took the elevator to the first floor and as I stood by the door, the guard there asked, "Was the old lady able to help you?"
I told him she had given me a lead. "At least I have a last name. But I think I'll let it go for a while. I spent almost the whole day trying to find the owner of this wallet."
I had taken out the wallet, which was a simple brown leather case with red lacing on the side. When the guard saw it, he said, "Hey, wait a minute! That's Mr. Goldstein's wallet. I'd know it anywhere with that bright red
lacing. He's always losing that wallet. I must have found it in the halls at least three times."
"Who's Mr. Goldstein?" I asked as my hand began to shake.
"He's one of the old timers on the 8th floor. That's Mike Goldstein's wallet for sure. He must have lost it on one of his walks."
I thanked the guard and quickly ran back to the nurse's office. I told her what the guard had said. We went back to the elevator and got on. I prayed that Mr. Goldstein would be up.
On the eighth floor, the floor nurse said, "I think he's still in the day room. He likes to read at night. He's a darling old man."
We went to the only room that had any lights on and there was a man reading a book. The nurse went over to him and asked if he had lost his wallet. Mr. Goldstein looked up with surprise, put his hand in his back pocket and said, "Oh, it is missing!"
"This kind gentleman found a wallet and we wondered if it could be yours?"
I handed Mr. Goldstein the wallet and the second he saw it, he smiled with relief and said, "Yes, that's it! It must have dropped out of my pocket this afternoon. I want to give you a reward."
"No, thank you," I said. "But I have to tell you something. I read the letter in the hope of finding out who owned the wallet."
The smile on his face suddenly disappeared. "You read that letter?"
"Not only did I read it, I think I know where Hannah is."
He suddenly grew pale. "Hannah? You know where she is? How is she? Is she still as pretty as she was? Please, please tell me," he begged.
"She's fine...just as pretty as when you knew her." I said softly.
The old man smiled with anticipation and asked, "Could you tell me where she is? I want to call her tomorrow." He grabbed my hand and said, "You know something, mister, I was so in love with that girl that when that letter came, my life literally ended. I never married. I guess I've always loved her. "
"Mr. Goldstein," I said, "Come with me."
We took the elevator down to the third floor. The hallways were darkened and only one or two little night-lights lit our way to the day room where Hannah was sitting alone watching the television. The nurse walked over to her.
"Hannah," she said softly, pointing to Michael, who was waiting with me in the doorway. "Do you know this man?"
She adjusted her glasses, looked for a moment, but didn't say a word. Michael said softly, almost in a whisper, "Hannah, it's Michael. Do you remember me?"
She gasped, "Michael! I don't believe it! Michael! It's you! My Michael!" He walked slowly towards her and they embraced. The nurse and I left with tears streaming down our faces.
"See," I said. "See how the Good Lord works! If it's meant to be, it will be."
About three weeks later I got a call at my office from the nursing home. "Can you break away on Sunday to attend a wedding? Michael and Hannah are going to tie the knot!"
It was a beautiful wedding with all the people at the nursing home dressed up to join in the celebration. Hannah wore a light beige dress and looked beautiful. Michael wore a dark blue suit and stood tall. They made me their best man.
The hospital gave them their own room and if you ever wanted to see a 76-year-old bride and a 79-year-old groom acting like two teenagers, you had to see this couple.
As I walked home one freezing day, I stumbled on a wallet someone had lost in the street. I picked it up and looked inside to find some identification so I could call the owner. But the wallet contained only three dollars and a crumpled letter that looked as if it had been in there for years.
The envelope was worn and the only thing that was legible on it was the return address. I started to open the letter, hoping to find some clue. Then I saw the dateline--1924. The letter had been written almost sixty years ago.
It was written in a beautiful feminine handwriting on powder blue stationery with a little flower in the left-hand corner. It was a "Dear John" letter that told the recipient, whose name appeared to be Michael, that the
writer could not see him any more because her mother forbade it. Even so, she wrote that she would always love him.
It was signed, Hannah.
It was a beautiful letter, but there was no way except for the name Michael, that the owner could be identified. Maybe if I called information, the operator could find a phone listing for the address on the envelope.
"Operator," I began, "this is an unusual request. I'm trying to find the owner of a wallet that I found. Is there anyway you can tell me if there is a phone number for an address that was on an envelope in the wallet?"
She suggested I speak with her supervisor, who hesitated for a moment then said, "Well, there is a phone listing at that address, but I can't give you the number." She said, as a courtesy, she would call that number, explain my story and would ask them if they wanted her to connect me. I waited a few minutes and then she was back on the line. "I have a party who will speak with you."
I asked the woman on the other end of the line if she knew anyone by the name of Hannah. She gasped, "Oh! We bought this house from a family who had a daughter named Hannah. But that was 30 years ago!"
"Would you know where that family could be located now?" I asked. "I remember that Hannah had to place her mother in a nursing home some years ago," the woman said. "Maybe if you got in touch with them they might be able to track down the daughter."
She gave me the name of the nursing home and I called the number. They told me the old lady had passed away some years ago but they did have a phone number for where they thought the daughter might be living.
I thanked them and phoned. The woman who answered explained that Hannah herself was now living in a nursing home.
This whole thing was stupid, I thought to myself. Why was I making such a big deal over finding the owner of a wallet that had only three dollars and a letter that was almost 60 years old?
Nevertheless, I called the nursing home in which Hannah was supposed to be living and the man who answered the phone told me, "Yes, Hannah is staying with us. "
Even though it was already 10 p.m., I asked if I could come by to see her. "Well," he said hesitatingly, "if you want to take a chance, she might be in the day room watching television."
I thanked him and drove over to the nursing home. The night nurse and a guard greeted me at the door. We went up to the third floor of the large building. In the day room, the nurse introduced me to Hannah.
She was a sweet, silver-haired old timer with a warm smile and a twinkle in her eye.
I told her about finding the wallet and showed her the letter. The second she saw the powder blue envelope with that little flower on the left, she took a deep breath and said, "Young man, this letter was the last contact I ever had with Michael."
She looked away for a moment deep in thought and then said Softly, "I loved him very much. But I was only 16 at the time and my mother felt I was too young. Oh, he was so handsome. He looked like Sean Connery, the actor."
"Yes," she continued. "Michael Goldstein was a wonderful person. If you should find him, tell him I think of him often. And," she hesitated for a moment, almost biting her lip, "tell him I still love him. You know," she said
smiling as tears began to well up in her eyes, "I never did marry. I guess no one ever matched up to Michael..."
I thanked Hannah and said goodbye. I took the elevator to the first floor and as I stood by the door, the guard there asked, "Was the old lady able to help you?"
I told him she had given me a lead. "At least I have a last name. But I think I'll let it go for a while. I spent almost the whole day trying to find the owner of this wallet."
I had taken out the wallet, which was a simple brown leather case with red lacing on the side. When the guard saw it, he said, "Hey, wait a minute! That's Mr. Goldstein's wallet. I'd know it anywhere with that bright red
lacing. He's always losing that wallet. I must have found it in the halls at least three times."
"Who's Mr. Goldstein?" I asked as my hand began to shake.
"He's one of the old timers on the 8th floor. That's Mike Goldstein's wallet for sure. He must have lost it on one of his walks."
I thanked the guard and quickly ran back to the nurse's office. I told her what the guard had said. We went back to the elevator and got on. I prayed that Mr. Goldstein would be up.
On the eighth floor, the floor nurse said, "I think he's still in the day room. He likes to read at night. He's a darling old man."
We went to the only room that had any lights on and there was a man reading a book. The nurse went over to him and asked if he had lost his wallet. Mr. Goldstein looked up with surprise, put his hand in his back pocket and said, "Oh, it is missing!"
"This kind gentleman found a wallet and we wondered if it could be yours?"
I handed Mr. Goldstein the wallet and the second he saw it, he smiled with relief and said, "Yes, that's it! It must have dropped out of my pocket this afternoon. I want to give you a reward."
"No, thank you," I said. "But I have to tell you something. I read the letter in the hope of finding out who owned the wallet."
The smile on his face suddenly disappeared. "You read that letter?"
"Not only did I read it, I think I know where Hannah is."
He suddenly grew pale. "Hannah? You know where she is? How is she? Is she still as pretty as she was? Please, please tell me," he begged.
"She's fine...just as pretty as when you knew her." I said softly.
The old man smiled with anticipation and asked, "Could you tell me where she is? I want to call her tomorrow." He grabbed my hand and said, "You know something, mister, I was so in love with that girl that when that letter came, my life literally ended. I never married. I guess I've always loved her. "
"Mr. Goldstein," I said, "Come with me."
We took the elevator down to the third floor. The hallways were darkened and only one or two little night-lights lit our way to the day room where Hannah was sitting alone watching the television. The nurse walked over to her.
"Hannah," she said softly, pointing to Michael, who was waiting with me in the doorway. "Do you know this man?"
She adjusted her glasses, looked for a moment, but didn't say a word. Michael said softly, almost in a whisper, "Hannah, it's Michael. Do you remember me?"
She gasped, "Michael! I don't believe it! Michael! It's you! My Michael!" He walked slowly towards her and they embraced. The nurse and I left with tears streaming down our faces.
"See," I said. "See how the Good Lord works! If it's meant to be, it will be."
About three weeks later I got a call at my office from the nursing home. "Can you break away on Sunday to attend a wedding? Michael and Hannah are going to tie the knot!"
It was a beautiful wedding with all the people at the nursing home dressed up to join in the celebration. Hannah wore a light beige dress and looked beautiful. Michael wore a dark blue suit and stood tall. They made me their best man.
The hospital gave them their own room and if you ever wanted to see a 76-year-old bride and a 79-year-old groom acting like two teenagers, you had to see this couple.
"Love is best when shared."
~ JB
Wednesday, April 18, 2012
The Professor and the Student.
I seen this shared on Facebook by another blogger I follow, Lauren Out Loud. I read it and liked it. I think its a must read to everyone. Please read all the way to the end. You will be surprised whom the student was.
Professor : You are a Christian, aren’t you, son ?
Student : Yes, sir.
Professor: So, you believe in GOD ?
Student : Absolutely, sir.
Professor : Is GOD good ?
Student : Sure.
Professor: Is GOD all powerful ?
Student : Yes.
Professor: My brother died of cancer even though he prayed to GOD to heal him. Most of us would attempt to help others who are ill. But GOD didn’t. How is this GOD good then? Hmm?
(Student was silent.)
Professor: You can’t answer, can you ? Let’s start again, young fella. Is GOD good?
Student : Yes.
Professor: Is satan good ?
Student : No.
Professor: Where does satan come from ?
Student : From … GOD …
Professor: That’s right. Tell me son, is there evil in this world?
Student : Yes.
Professor: Evil is everywhere, isn’t it ? And GOD did make everything. Correct?
Student : Yes.
Professor: So who created evil ?
(Student did not answer.)
Professor: Is there sickness? Immorality? Hatred? Ugliness? All these terrible things exist in the world, don’t they?
Student : Yes, sir.
Professor: So, who created them ?
(Student had no answer.)
Professor: Science says you have 5 Senses you use to identify and observe the world around you. Tell me, son, have you ever seen GOD?
Student : No, sir.
Professor: Tell us if you have ever heard your GOD?
Student : No , sir.
Professor: Have you ever felt your GOD, tasted your GOD, smelt your GOD? Have you ever had any sensory perception of GOD for that matter?
Student : No, sir. I’m afraid I haven’t.
Professor: Yet you still believe in Him?
Student : Yes.
Professor : According to Empirical, Testable, Demonstrable Protocol, Science says your GOD doesn’t exist. What do you say to that, son?
Student : Nothing. I only have my faith.
Professor: Yes, faith. And that is the problem Science has.
Student : Professor, is there such a thing as heat?
Professor: Yes.
Student : And is there such a thing as cold?
Professor: Yes.
Student : No, sir. There isn’t.
(The lecture theater became very quiet with this turn of events.)
Student : Sir, you can have lots of heat, even more heat, superheat, mega heat, white heat, a little heat or no heat. But we don’t have anything called cold. We can hit 458 degrees below zero which is no heat, but we can’t go any further after that. There is no such thing as cold. Cold is only a word we use to describe the absence of heat. We cannot measure cold. Heat is energy. Cold is not the opposite of heat, sir, just the absence of it.
(There was pin-drop silence in the lecture theater.)
Student : What about darkness, Professor? Is there such a thing as darkness?
Professor: Yes. What is night if there isn’t darkness?
Student : You’re wrong again, sir. Darkness is the absence of something. You can have low light, normal light, bright light, flashing light. But if you have no light constantly, you have nothing and its called darkness, isn’t it? In reality, darkness isn’t. If it is, well you would be able to make darkness darker, wouldn’t you?
Professor: So what is the point you are making, young man ?
Student : Sir, my point is your philosophical premise is flawed.
Professor: Flawed ? Can you explain how?
Student : Sir, you are working on the premise of duality. You argue there is life and then there is death, a good GOD and a bad GOD. You are viewing the concept of GOD as something finite, something we can measure. Sir, Science can’t even explain a thought. It uses electricity and magnetism, but has never seen, much less fully understood either one. To view death as the opposite of life is to be ignorant of the fact that death cannot exist as a substantive thing.
Death is not the opposite of life: just the absence of it. Now tell me, Professor, do you teach your students that they evolved from a monkey?
Professor: If you are referring to the natural evolutionary process, yes, of course, I do.
Student : Have you ever observed evolution with your own eyes, sir?
(The Professor shook his head with a smile, beginning to realize where the argument was going.)
Student : Since no one has ever observed the process of evolution at work and cannot even prove that this process is an on-going endeavor. Are you not teaching your opinion, sir? Are you not a scientist but a preacher?
(The class was in uproar.)
Student : Is there anyone in the class who has ever seen the Professor’s brain?
(The class broke out into laughter. )
Student : Is there anyone here who has ever heard the Professor’s brain, felt it, touched or smelt it? No one appears to have done so. So, according to the established Rules of Empirical, Stable, Demonstrable Protocol, Science says that you have no brain, sir. With all due respect, sir, how do we then trust your lectures, sir?
(The room was silent. The Professor stared at the student, his face unfathomable.)
Professor: I guess you’ll have to take them on faith, son.
Student : That is it sir … Exactly ! The link between man & GOD is FAITH. That is all that keeps things alive and moving.
P.S.
I believe you have enjoyed the conversation. And if so, you’ll probably want your friends / colleagues to enjoy the same, won’t you?
Forward this to increase their knowledge … or FAITH.
By the way, that student was EINSTEIN.
Einstein was one of my inspirations growing up. I have a love for math and science that because of it, I am proud to call myself a geek. I never went to college or university but I do have a motto that I live by every day of my life...
"Learn at least one new thing every day, because if you do, you know that day was not wasted."
~ JB
Professor : You are a Christian, aren’t you, son ?
Student : Yes, sir.
Professor: So, you believe in GOD ?
Student : Absolutely, sir.
Professor : Is GOD good ?
Student : Sure.
Professor: Is GOD all powerful ?
Student : Yes.
Professor: My brother died of cancer even though he prayed to GOD to heal him. Most of us would attempt to help others who are ill. But GOD didn’t. How is this GOD good then? Hmm?
(Student was silent.)
Professor: You can’t answer, can you ? Let’s start again, young fella. Is GOD good?
Student : Yes.
Professor: Is satan good ?
Student : No.
Professor: Where does satan come from ?
Student : From … GOD …
Professor: That’s right. Tell me son, is there evil in this world?
Student : Yes.
Professor: Evil is everywhere, isn’t it ? And GOD did make everything. Correct?
Student : Yes.
Professor: So who created evil ?
(Student did not answer.)
Professor: Is there sickness? Immorality? Hatred? Ugliness? All these terrible things exist in the world, don’t they?
Student : Yes, sir.
Professor: So, who created them ?
(Student had no answer.)
Professor: Science says you have 5 Senses you use to identify and observe the world around you. Tell me, son, have you ever seen GOD?
Student : No, sir.
Professor: Tell us if you have ever heard your GOD?
Student : No , sir.
Professor: Have you ever felt your GOD, tasted your GOD, smelt your GOD? Have you ever had any sensory perception of GOD for that matter?
Student : No, sir. I’m afraid I haven’t.
Professor: Yet you still believe in Him?
Student : Yes.
Professor : According to Empirical, Testable, Demonstrable Protocol, Science says your GOD doesn’t exist. What do you say to that, son?
Student : Nothing. I only have my faith.
Professor: Yes, faith. And that is the problem Science has.
Student : Professor, is there such a thing as heat?
Professor: Yes.
Student : And is there such a thing as cold?
Professor: Yes.
Student : No, sir. There isn’t.
(The lecture theater became very quiet with this turn of events.)
Student : Sir, you can have lots of heat, even more heat, superheat, mega heat, white heat, a little heat or no heat. But we don’t have anything called cold. We can hit 458 degrees below zero which is no heat, but we can’t go any further after that. There is no such thing as cold. Cold is only a word we use to describe the absence of heat. We cannot measure cold. Heat is energy. Cold is not the opposite of heat, sir, just the absence of it.
(There was pin-drop silence in the lecture theater.)
Student : What about darkness, Professor? Is there such a thing as darkness?
Professor: Yes. What is night if there isn’t darkness?
Student : You’re wrong again, sir. Darkness is the absence of something. You can have low light, normal light, bright light, flashing light. But if you have no light constantly, you have nothing and its called darkness, isn’t it? In reality, darkness isn’t. If it is, well you would be able to make darkness darker, wouldn’t you?
Professor: So what is the point you are making, young man ?
Student : Sir, my point is your philosophical premise is flawed.
Professor: Flawed ? Can you explain how?
Student : Sir, you are working on the premise of duality. You argue there is life and then there is death, a good GOD and a bad GOD. You are viewing the concept of GOD as something finite, something we can measure. Sir, Science can’t even explain a thought. It uses electricity and magnetism, but has never seen, much less fully understood either one. To view death as the opposite of life is to be ignorant of the fact that death cannot exist as a substantive thing.
Death is not the opposite of life: just the absence of it. Now tell me, Professor, do you teach your students that they evolved from a monkey?
Professor: If you are referring to the natural evolutionary process, yes, of course, I do.
Student : Have you ever observed evolution with your own eyes, sir?
(The Professor shook his head with a smile, beginning to realize where the argument was going.)
Student : Since no one has ever observed the process of evolution at work and cannot even prove that this process is an on-going endeavor. Are you not teaching your opinion, sir? Are you not a scientist but a preacher?
(The class was in uproar.)
Student : Is there anyone in the class who has ever seen the Professor’s brain?
(The class broke out into laughter. )
Student : Is there anyone here who has ever heard the Professor’s brain, felt it, touched or smelt it? No one appears to have done so. So, according to the established Rules of Empirical, Stable, Demonstrable Protocol, Science says that you have no brain, sir. With all due respect, sir, how do we then trust your lectures, sir?
(The room was silent. The Professor stared at the student, his face unfathomable.)
Professor: I guess you’ll have to take them on faith, son.
Student : That is it sir … Exactly ! The link between man & GOD is FAITH. That is all that keeps things alive and moving.
P.S.
I believe you have enjoyed the conversation. And if so, you’ll probably want your friends / colleagues to enjoy the same, won’t you?
Forward this to increase their knowledge … or FAITH.
By the way, that student was EINSTEIN.
Einstein was one of my inspirations growing up. I have a love for math and science that because of it, I am proud to call myself a geek. I never went to college or university but I do have a motto that I live by every day of my life...
"Learn at least one new thing every day, because if you do, you know that day was not wasted."
~ JB
Video Game Project
Wow, two blog posts in the same week. Whats going on????
Well, I'll tell you...only because why else would I be doing back to back blogz....?
Since the title of this blog is "Video Game Project", its not hard to figure out what its related to.
Since I was knee size to a grasshopper, I've played video games. Started off with a Nintendo Entertainment System, moved on to the Super NES, N64, with a gameboy somewhere in the mix. My N64 got stolen from my sisters so I ended up getting a PlayStation that following Christmas. I had that for a few years and played the shit outta that. Then my friend introduced me to the XBox. I fell in love. A few years later, I bought my own. I didn't have the money to get a XBox 360 when it came out so I just stuck with my XBox 180. I got a Nintendo DSi about a year or two after that. Then, I ended up buying a Nintendo Wii next, more so for the new cool way of playing games...that only lasted a few months....then I got bored of it. 2 years ago I finally got my XBox 360. Only thing, it was used and a modded one. I ended up trading my buddy to borrow his, since he doesn't play on XBL. Then last September I got the new XBox 360 Slim with the 250 Gig HD and I gave the 360 I had back to my friend and told him to keep my modded one since I wont be using that one.
That basically has been my gaming history. I now only have the XBox 180, Nintendo Wii and my XBox 360s. I do have my DSi still, but that has broken since then. Over the next few years I will be going out to find any and all the gaming systems. Working or not. Preferably working though. I might already have a plans to obtain a Playstation and a Playstaion 2. *fingers crossed*
So that's my plan. To obtain all video game systems that I could find. This will be an adventure in itself.
I'll be looking out for any and all yard sales I can find to look for those hidden gems. So wish me luck.
And if anyone that lives in or around Windsor Ontario and are wanting to get rid of some old systems, please let me know.
"I do have a life outside of Facebook...I just cannot remember the password."
~ JB
Well, I'll tell you...only because why else would I be doing back to back blogz....?
Since the title of this blog is "Video Game Project", its not hard to figure out what its related to.
Since I was knee size to a grasshopper, I've played video games. Started off with a Nintendo Entertainment System, moved on to the Super NES, N64, with a gameboy somewhere in the mix. My N64 got stolen from my sisters so I ended up getting a PlayStation that following Christmas. I had that for a few years and played the shit outta that. Then my friend introduced me to the XBox. I fell in love. A few years later, I bought my own. I didn't have the money to get a XBox 360 when it came out so I just stuck with my XBox 180. I got a Nintendo DSi about a year or two after that. Then, I ended up buying a Nintendo Wii next, more so for the new cool way of playing games...that only lasted a few months....then I got bored of it. 2 years ago I finally got my XBox 360. Only thing, it was used and a modded one. I ended up trading my buddy to borrow his, since he doesn't play on XBL. Then last September I got the new XBox 360 Slim with the 250 Gig HD and I gave the 360 I had back to my friend and told him to keep my modded one since I wont be using that one.
That basically has been my gaming history. I now only have the XBox 180, Nintendo Wii and my XBox 360s. I do have my DSi still, but that has broken since then. Over the next few years I will be going out to find any and all the gaming systems. Working or not. Preferably working though. I might already have a plans to obtain a Playstation and a Playstaion 2. *fingers crossed*
So that's my plan. To obtain all video game systems that I could find. This will be an adventure in itself.
I'll be looking out for any and all yard sales I can find to look for those hidden gems. So wish me luck.
And if anyone that lives in or around Windsor Ontario and are wanting to get rid of some old systems, please let me know.
"I do have a life outside of Facebook...I just cannot remember the password."
~ JB
Tuesday, April 17, 2012
Spring time clean up
Well, life has been pretty good the last little bit. Some ups and some downs but overall, its been amazing.
Been spending loads of time with my daughter and taking her out almost every other weekend. It's almost burning a whole in my pocket so I need to slow down. lol
My bowling league is almost done. This Saturday is my last week. I'm gonna miss it, but this will give me the time to work on improving my game. I'm gonna try and teach myself how to throw a hook instead of throwing a straight ball. My average has went from a 132 last year to a 128 now. I did however start with a 141 average this year, but it has slowly went down.
I'm gonna be moving in the next 3-ish months. Gonna get me a small apartment so I can save lots of money. I will miss living in big houses and my own yard but I wont have to pay as much to heat it up, and the overall, I'll be saving more money. I just need to find a place where I can get cable internet or hopefully I can get internet from Telus. Their phone services are amazing. I've never had a problem with them. (Not sure when Telus will be having satellite internet in Ontario though.)
I just recently got a new router. A Linksys EA2700 Dual-Band N600 Router with Gigabit. My last router was an older Linksys BEFW11S4. Which after doing a little search online I found out was made in 2004. Who would have thought that an 8 year router would still work with a house with 3 smart phone's, 2 Nintendo Wii's, 2 Nintendo DSi XL's, 2 computers, 2 HDTV's and an XBox 360. Usually only 5 of the 12 things were connected at any given time. I just have to wait until my one buddy stops by with his XBox and see if we can go online with both. My last router would drop one of both of us from XBL consistently.
Now about my blog. I've been pondering the past month on what direction I want my blog to go in. Cause right now, the way it is, its pretty dead. And I haven't had that much ambition to write more. I get ideas to write something quiet a lot, but by the time I chew over all the facts I would like to write about, it doesn't seem as interesting a topic to post. Maybe I'm over thinking things though. I think the direction I will be going though can be easily titled, "The Life of a Gamer, inside and outside the ones and zeros." I think this will be more accurate to describe my blog.
Anyways, I have been also thinking of doing a podcast or whatever, but I'm too lazy atm to set anything up or get all the information I would need to start recording one. Hell, I might just use the Avatar Kinect to record. lol
Or maybe even use my iPhone to record audio or video and go from there...but that's way too far in the future, I will be focusing on the now. I will try to get my blogz up more, but life tends to get in the way....only time will tell. Also, most of my blogz I have a lil saying at the end and I will try to keep this up.
The day the Lord created hope was probably the same day he created Spring.
-- Bern Williams --
Enjoy your Spring people,
~ JB
Been spending loads of time with my daughter and taking her out almost every other weekend. It's almost burning a whole in my pocket so I need to slow down. lol
My bowling league is almost done. This Saturday is my last week. I'm gonna miss it, but this will give me the time to work on improving my game. I'm gonna try and teach myself how to throw a hook instead of throwing a straight ball. My average has went from a 132 last year to a 128 now. I did however start with a 141 average this year, but it has slowly went down.
I'm gonna be moving in the next 3-ish months. Gonna get me a small apartment so I can save lots of money. I will miss living in big houses and my own yard but I wont have to pay as much to heat it up, and the overall, I'll be saving more money. I just need to find a place where I can get cable internet or hopefully I can get internet from Telus. Their phone services are amazing. I've never had a problem with them. (Not sure when Telus will be having satellite internet in Ontario though.)
I just recently got a new router. A Linksys EA2700 Dual-Band N600 Router with Gigabit. My last router was an older Linksys BEFW11S4. Which after doing a little search online I found out was made in 2004. Who would have thought that an 8 year router would still work with a house with 3 smart phone's, 2 Nintendo Wii's, 2 Nintendo DSi XL's, 2 computers, 2 HDTV's and an XBox 360. Usually only 5 of the 12 things were connected at any given time. I just have to wait until my one buddy stops by with his XBox and see if we can go online with both. My last router would drop one of both of us from XBL consistently.
Now about my blog. I've been pondering the past month on what direction I want my blog to go in. Cause right now, the way it is, its pretty dead. And I haven't had that much ambition to write more. I get ideas to write something quiet a lot, but by the time I chew over all the facts I would like to write about, it doesn't seem as interesting a topic to post. Maybe I'm over thinking things though. I think the direction I will be going though can be easily titled, "The Life of a Gamer, inside and outside the ones and zeros." I think this will be more accurate to describe my blog.
Anyways, I have been also thinking of doing a podcast or whatever, but I'm too lazy atm to set anything up or get all the information I would need to start recording one. Hell, I might just use the Avatar Kinect to record. lol
Or maybe even use my iPhone to record audio or video and go from there...but that's way too far in the future, I will be focusing on the now. I will try to get my blogz up more, but life tends to get in the way....only time will tell. Also, most of my blogz I have a lil saying at the end and I will try to keep this up.
The day the Lord created hope was probably the same day he created Spring.
-- Bern Williams --
Enjoy your Spring people,
~ JB
Thursday, March 1, 2012
Thinking of a Possible New Contest to do.
So far, my blog has passed 1000 views. Less then I was hoping for around this time but that could have been affected by the amount of times I have actually wrote a blog. I can only really blame myself, but it's more fun to blame other people. So, you readers suck for not spreading my blog around. Doesn't everyone want to read about nothing? You have people trolling forums just to find something to piss someone off. lol
Anyways, now for the purpose of this blog. I want to make this blog a little more professional. I want to get a logo, background image and an updated photo of myself. Not sure if it'll be just of myself or a photoshopped image of myself. First of all, I want a logo though. Nothing big or extravagant, just something that pops.
So here it is. Anyone and everyone (in the U.S. or Canada) can participate. I would like people to send me an logo image in a photo type file. (jpg, bmp, gif) I want `Johnny Blazez Blogz` in it anyway possible. The rest is up to you. Just remember it is a logo so keep it simple. Depending on how many people send me a entry, will determine what I will be giving away. I am hoping on giving away another year of XBL or maybe 4800ms points. I don't think I have many PlayStation gamers out there so I don't know if I'll be doing a PSpoints card for the winner but that depends on who I choose to win.
If I get a lot of entries, I will post them in a blog and have people to vote on them. You can send up to 5 entries but I will only pick one of those to be voted on. Send all entries to this email addy I currently don't have an end time for this but I was thinking to give people at least a month, so today is March 1st. I hope to have enough entries in by April 1st. Then the voting will start sometime around then.
Get the designing people.
~ JB
Anyways, now for the purpose of this blog. I want to make this blog a little more professional. I want to get a logo, background image and an updated photo of myself. Not sure if it'll be just of myself or a photoshopped image of myself. First of all, I want a logo though. Nothing big or extravagant, just something that pops.
So here it is. Anyone and everyone (in the U.S. or Canada) can participate. I would like people to send me an logo image in a photo type file. (jpg, bmp, gif) I want `Johnny Blazez Blogz` in it anyway possible. The rest is up to you. Just remember it is a logo so keep it simple. Depending on how many people send me a entry, will determine what I will be giving away. I am hoping on giving away another year of XBL or maybe 4800ms points. I don't think I have many PlayStation gamers out there so I don't know if I'll be doing a PSpoints card for the winner but that depends on who I choose to win.
If I get a lot of entries, I will post them in a blog and have people to vote on them. You can send up to 5 entries but I will only pick one of those to be voted on. Send all entries to this email addy I currently don't have an end time for this but I was thinking to give people at least a month, so today is March 1st. I hope to have enough entries in by April 1st. Then the voting will start sometime around then.
Get the designing people.
~ JB
Monday, February 27, 2012
Things you see that you don't talk about...
A lot of us have been in a position where we see things happening and we don't talk or say anything about it. We look the other way, we pretend not to see or notice it, but we do, and its stuck in the back of our heads wondering, should I leave it or do something about it. This is where most of us get stuck. Should we take a step onto the edge and bring up the issue and either possibly have it backfire and blow up on everyone, or have it stop the situation all together. If we don't take the chance, you will sit back and watch helplessly as some peoples lives get more complicated and possibly in the end, ruin everyone's lives that are tied together with the issue. What I'm mainly talking about is cheating.
Most likely we have all been in a situation where we have seen friends or family sleeping around behind their partners back. I am speaking loosely of sleeping around. It doesn't have to be sex, just another relationship all together. Anyways, we have been in this situation and we all have chewed over what to do. Most often, we just ignore everything and just let it move on its coarse at its own leisure. Even though we know it will ruin at least one of the individuals involved emotionally. But we stand by and do nothing. We would rather watch peoples lives get turned upside down around us as we sit by idly so we don't get pulled into the drama.
I have three individuals on one of my online social profiles that are caught up in this drama. Two of the three I've known for a while and one of those I've known their family for an easy 15+ years. I've been asked by one person to check the others social page for information, and to show the other person an email that was sent to me of a long conversation of the two. I know more then I want to. And I don't plan on hearing anymore information on the situation. I did say my piece at one point to two of the individuals but one didn't want to hear anything, and the other listened, but from what I seen, went back to pursuing the one caught in the middle. So in the end, I tried, but no progress was made on my part. So, I am done.
I can't say that you should go and tell people when they hear of someone cheating on them, or just leave them alone. This is a type of thing that should be talked about between friends and family that if one person knows their friend or family is being cheated on, then they would know if they should speak up or not. I for one would want someone to tell me if someone I was in a relationship with was cheating on me. I personally despise cheaters. I've dumped women in the past when I found out that they slept with someone else.
Cheaters never win, Winners never cheat, and chickens look funny in pink spandex.
~ JB
Most likely we have all been in a situation where we have seen friends or family sleeping around behind their partners back. I am speaking loosely of sleeping around. It doesn't have to be sex, just another relationship all together. Anyways, we have been in this situation and we all have chewed over what to do. Most often, we just ignore everything and just let it move on its coarse at its own leisure. Even though we know it will ruin at least one of the individuals involved emotionally. But we stand by and do nothing. We would rather watch peoples lives get turned upside down around us as we sit by idly so we don't get pulled into the drama.
I have three individuals on one of my online social profiles that are caught up in this drama. Two of the three I've known for a while and one of those I've known their family for an easy 15+ years. I've been asked by one person to check the others social page for information, and to show the other person an email that was sent to me of a long conversation of the two. I know more then I want to. And I don't plan on hearing anymore information on the situation. I did say my piece at one point to two of the individuals but one didn't want to hear anything, and the other listened, but from what I seen, went back to pursuing the one caught in the middle. So in the end, I tried, but no progress was made on my part. So, I am done.
I can't say that you should go and tell people when they hear of someone cheating on them, or just leave them alone. This is a type of thing that should be talked about between friends and family that if one person knows their friend or family is being cheated on, then they would know if they should speak up or not. I for one would want someone to tell me if someone I was in a relationship with was cheating on me. I personally despise cheaters. I've dumped women in the past when I found out that they slept with someone else.
Cheaters never win, Winners never cheat, and chickens look funny in pink spandex.
~ JB
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