Lewies Blog

It’s a little late for Christmas. My brother sprung the idea on me last year pretty close to Christmas. My wife and I felt bad about it and I found a few things for him. Unfortunately, he was unavailable for a while during and after Christmas. Things began to sit and finally forgotten.

I saw him online tonight and found that he was available for me to come over and chat. We caught up on a few things in each others life. He now has a DVR like I do, but his doesn’t support HDTV. Mine supports it, but I don’t have HDTV. Go figure.

I got my GPS device back as well as some old PS2 games. He gave me Unreal Tournament since he couldn’t sell it on e-bay at a decent price. I hadn’t played the game and had avoided it since it appeared that you could not play it on your own. Apparently I was wrong about that. I don’t know if I’ll ever find time to play the games though. Ico, Dark Cloud, and Dark Angel are all Teen games, so a nice child around here may get some entertainment out of those if they are good.

My brother liked the gifts I presented to him. They were season two of Ghost in the shell. He liked the movie a lot and wasn’t aware that they had made a series out of it. On the side, I got him a bag of Feline Pine for his kittens. The stuff works wonders here, as it absorbs all the ammonia and breaks down into saw dust. It is supposed to be good for the environment too. Everything else that we have tried doesn’t do much for the stink. Keep in mind that I am down to eight cats around here now.

On that thought, our foster kitty didn’t come back from the pet store. A friend had stopped by to take her to adoption day. My wife knows more about that then I do. It appears that we are down to seven cats. That number can change in a phone call. A while back, a feral mother was caught after many years of chase and traps. She is now fixed and in good hands. My wife assisted her friend this last time and got her. They (and many others) were so proud of a job well done. Most of the foster litters staying in our home were from this mother.

In the game of Second Life, I started looking around some shops to find a nice top hat. I found one that had a few, but the objects were very simple. I figured that I would try making one myself. It took about an hour to build it. It is interesting to use the interface that they offer.

You build objects with primitives. There are spheres, cubes, tubes, prisms, boxes, torus’, and rings. I created a hollow top hat using 5 primitives. The inside is white and the outside is black with a purple band around it. It turned out OK. After making the object, it took a great deal of time positioning it just rite on my character too. It’s hard to position the entire object and stretch it if it is too small to begin with.

During my education at the Art Institute of Pittsburgh, I took some 3D modeling and animation classes in the computer labs. This hat would have taken just 1 object to make. I would make a shape by lofting a t-like pattern around a circle. I would have gotten it made with much less faces, vertexes and sides. I could always upload a texture to mimic the purple band, but it would cost me 10 Lira to do that.

I guess today we aren’t as worried. we are no longer limited to just 4 MB of ram on the high-end machines, rendering is quick, and bandwidth is very large as well. I couldn’t imagine a game of this size like this before.

If I wanted to, I could probably go around selling this hat to other players in the game. It is just so simple that I decided to go around and leave free copies at some of the junk yards and bazaars for the new players to grab.

I just spent the last hour reading facts on farts. What a great way to waste time. Here is a quick summary of what I had learned.

I learned that the smelly part of a fart is formed mostly by bacteria reactions. The composition may consist mostly of air that you swallow. I also found out that everyone farts - even dead people. People who try to hold in farts can only do it so long as they are awake. A fart just goes back up into the intestinal tract only to return at a later time. There is no harm in holding in a fart, but it used to be believed that it was bad for your health to do so. Roman emperor Claudius even decreed that all Roman citizens shall be allowed to pass gas whenever necessary, but later reversed his decision in 315 BC.

Men fart just as much as women. Men appear to take more pride with the resonance of there farts and usually do it in the morning (known as “morning thunder”). It is possible and dangerous to ignite a fart. The flame will either be yellow or blue depending on the presence of methane. If you are one of the elite few, you might be able to join the Royal Order of the Blue Flame.

People have made money with there farts. Some have leaned how to breathe with there anus and then produce melodies. Money made through flatulence is also made with products to prevent it, reduce the smell, educational material, or to sell gag gifts such as the infamous whoopie cushion.

I learned that fish and turtles fart. Reptiles are really smelly. Cat’s and dogs have stinky farts because they eat lots of protein that contains sulfur. Cows fart a lot because they swallow large amounts of air. The termite has the highest output and produces just as much methane as all of us humans.

Smelling someone else’s fart will not make your farts stink more. Farts will not get you intoxicated. You may get a little dizzy from breathing in a high concentration of fart essence from lack of oxygen. A fart can not kill you. In World War II, the Air Force reported that men have died from flying the B-17 bombers at altitude of 20,000 feet because gas would rupture and rupture intestines in unpressurized cabins.

You can capture a fart by using a jar of water upside down in a bathtub. A fart is colorless. Farts are the same temperature as your body. If you fart on a cold day, you may end up having a white bushy tail.

I stumbled upon an odd site of Japanese Vending Machines. A few were just like the machines we have here in the United States of America. I started to find odd ones though. One that really got me was selling used school girl panties ranging from eight to thirty-two dollars each.

How do you know that they actually are used? I wonder what kind of people get kicks out of something like this. Does someone just walk up, put in a few Yen and rip into the bag for immediate euphoria?

Another vending machine sold Rhinoceros Beetles that children like to keep as pets. One machine was selling batteries and displayed corroded batteries. A few machines were lined up together selling 10 varieties of rice.

My wife will not be able to make it to the Dead Can Dance concert tonight and I have one extra ticket next to my seat.

Seminal ‘80s British art band, Dead Can Dance, is reuniting this fall for a handful of live dates in the U.S. The band’s main members, Lisa Gerrard and Brendan Perry have been working on solo projects since the mid-‘90s. Formed in 1984, DCD quickly were accepted by Goth fans for their dark melodies, but the band quickly proved to be more musically inclined than the limiting genre, taking their New Romanticism origins and adding Middle Eastern and even African influences, thus built DCD’s reputation as a world music band. As Gerrard has been busy scoring such films as Whale Riders and Gladiator, it has left little time for Dead Can Dance to tour. Brendan Perry has been hard at work selecting songs for Dead Can Dance’s double-disc box set, much of which can be expected to be played on October 10th.

Ticket Information
The Music Center at Strathmore
10701 Rockville Pike, North Bethesda, MD 20852
Dead Can Dance
Section: UP TR
Row/Box: D
Seat: 33
Event Code: SH1010E

Doors open at 7pm tonight.

You can contact me (Lewis Moten) at 703-585-6883

So over the years I have started picking up trinkets here and there. Most of my trinket collection consists of Buddhas of various sizes and colors. The chubby joyful little fellow is a nice site to look at and envy.

I don’t know much about his story, garments and various objects he holds, or the religion itself. I simply collect them because they are nice to have near by. Some were gifts.

The three purple Buddhas are set evenly spaced out over the top of my bedroom door on the trimming. The big brown one setting down migrates around my room and sometimes sets in front of me next to my monitor. The brown one standing sets on a shelf over my bed. The rest set on the other shelf in my room with many other trinkets.

One of the kids likes to play with the big brown one setting down and the mini red Buddhas. We like to pretend that he is going to eat them. Then he turns out to be there best friend and protects them. It is all fun and games.

So I’m starting to wonder what the Buddhas are really for. Are they simply trinkets? Are they religious items? Is there any superstitions that go with them? Any stories?

Also, it seems that there are two different kind of Buddhas. One Buddha is the jolly heavyset guy who is all smiles. The other I see from temples of a thinner, younger man who appears to be meditating. Why are there two different Buddhas?

Tags: Buddha, Trinkets, Collections, Religions

Walked into work. Lots of stuff going on. Almost walked back out a few times. Feeling really self-destructive. Oddly enough I’m still here. It is nice and quiet when no one is around. Don’t want to go home. Don’t want to go anywhere. Don’t want to do anything. Feeling a lot of emotional weight on my back.

One of my readers thought I had a drinking problem and contacted me with some helpful information. If only I did … Problem is, I hardly ever touch the stuff. I’m a loser folks. Plain and simple. I don’t need to drink in order to have problems.

Aurora Borealis is back with her blog, Aurorealis. This is one great blog that I visit almost every day to read up on some cool content. Recently, her site went down in flames after a massive attack by commentors. After a few days, she is back up, kicking ass, and taking no prisoners when it comes to spammers.

She is checking every zero and one just to make sure it is all there. I suggested that she make a backup of her blog to keep something tangable under her own control rather then depend on her website hosting provider alone. She now has a 1 GB flash drive. That’s a lot of ones and zeros for a blog …

Any how, go and check this girl out. The following quote from her site pretty much says what she is all about:

Aurora Borealis is living proof
that you can simultaneously
be a bombshell girlie-girl,
one of the guys, and an
undercover über-geek

I am plagued today with a sore throat. Angel is suggesting that it is allergies. I don’t believe her. But then again, I am starting to. Every time that I get sick, she usually tells me something that sounds weird to me. Then it turns out that everyone agrees with her.

I don’t like being wrong. Especially when I’m sick and feeling miserable. Why can’t I be set in my ways and be rite about something for once?

For now, I’m eating a bowl of ice cream and it seems to be helping. The only problem that I forsee is that I am going to run out of ice cream. It would be crazy to keep filling my bowl all day just to ease the soreness.

My eyes are also acheing a little as well and my upper lungs feel a bit weak. Maybe she is rite again. Maybe I should just go back to bed.

Hmmm. I asked Him if i could go with him to His apartment because my mother and sister where arguing.. Oddly enough they were Arguing about Lewie.. Mother thought my sister was being a jerk by not letting him inside. or rather treated him like an animal. *my older sister can be like that some times….* I hated living there and i felt comfortable with Lewie.. It was the first time i left the house with some one over night and stayed gone all night.. I did not anticipate having sex with him. i just wanted to be away from the tension in my house….
I found Lewie’s Apartment to be very comfortable. He showed me his Computers and introduced me to his Cat Gizmo who instantly adopted me. At that time i don’t think Lewie had any idea where i was going to sleep or if he would end up on the couch. wile i took his bed.. well i knew where i was sleeping.
As the hours grew late we both started to wind down and it was time to sleep. Lewie didn’t even have a chance to suggest an arrangement i simply removed all of my clothing right in front of him and climbed into his bed with Gizmo. Apparently i wasn’t to bad looking because he shrugged, took off all of his cloths, and was definitely excited….I figured he just needed some one to snuggle with.. truth be told so did i.. So i snuggled up against him and as i dozed Alice took control of the situation… That’s when things got kind of heated up….Lewie’s erection was immediately taken advantage of.

I was pretty surprised to find out it was Lewie’s birthday when his mothers phone call woke us up. all i could think of was last nights activities followed by a *SURPRISE! Happy Birthday!* (snickers) I kept that to myself tho.

There was something els very important i noticed that morning laying in bed with Lewie. i didn’t feel sick…for much of my young adulthood i had suffered from many forms of anxiety. and in every situation in my life where i was away from home with some one els *romantic interest or friend* the next morning i would have an anxiety attack and get sick….this was a very important factor to Lewie earning the privilege to keep me.

To be honest at the time i was in a long distance relationship *by that time for two years* with some one i had never met in real life. Lewie even took me to see that person…i guess it was about a week or two since i started hanging out with Lewie when he did..Either way My meeting with that person was brief despite hours of waiting and traveling and after that i then parted ways with that person.

After the first night there i believe i spent 2 or 3 more before i finally went back home again. i did not want to go back home….My older sister and i did not get along very well. Tho i enjoyed spending time with my mother who lives with my older sister i hated being there all together because could never quite feel home. in fact i usually kind of anxious. But with Lewie i could live again. we inspired each other and we encouraged creativity and we did crafts. from using his old digi cam to make hand set frame for frame movies. to making stamps.. i think i even drew a picture on his arm with gel pens which we should have a picture of some where…Anyway so that’s the beginning of our relationship.