Best Game of All Time

I am here to blog about the best game of all time.

Ms. Pac-Man

Yes this 1981 arcade game is my favorite game of all time, and is the best game in my opinion.
So I thought i'd just share a little of my intake from the game.

The game of quite an epic story line indeed.  You are searching and searching for something missing when you finally find...could it be...another one like me? yes good 'ol Pac Man. A few levels later you have the chase, then move on to the baby and on and on.  Constantly collecting your food as you go.

There are of course the enemies.  Blinky is the leader of the pack.  His red fire hate for you keeps him chasing you the whole entire game.  If you are near him, he will ALWAYS come your way. GNT
Pinky is the wanna be.  He wants to be Blinky SOOOOO bad.  It's honestly annoying. like be your own person.  a leader not a follower man.....
Inky. my personal favorite.  He is the most chill of the bunch (blue in color).  If you are near him, sure he'll take a stab at you, but most days he spends his time roaming from tunnel to tunnel hangin out with Sue dogg.
and about that Sue..... not the brightest crayon in the box(pale orange btw).  Everytime you get a big dot that turns their world from love to hate, she immediately turns in the opposite direction to run away. Catch her passing a big dot, run up behind her and eat the dot.  Easy kill.  On the other hand, if you get killed by Sue you should probably quit life.  Just sayin....

other random things...
random obsession with bananas
joystick screwing you over
almost making it....but not quite
namco niceeeee
the pretzel???
map repeats in different colors

If you are interested in picking this little magnificent game back up, I will give you a few tips for success in chasing dots and avoiding ghosts.
Rule number one. NEVER be greedy.  Greed is the number one killer among moderate to advanced Ms. Pac-Man players.  It is tempting I know.  I fall for it quite often, but it is NOT worth it. mind you, we only have three lives to start with. Blinky and Pinky are bound to trap you into a corner.  Use them wisely.

Rule number two. Never leave a lone ranger dot hanging out on its own.  You are bound to forget about him and rely too much on rounding a corner to finish, what you thought were, the last dots.  You see the ghost coming, but you know for a fact you will finish the dots before they get to you, so you let it slide.  Suddenly...you keep going. WHY?!?! you may ask. WTF you are thinking. Ah yes....you left a dot lonely and by his self causing the game to continue and you find yourself in a head on collision. your mistake.  Bet you will go back for him next time.

Rule number three. do not, i repeat, DO NOT find your self in a chase down a long hallway.  The ghosts ARE faster than you, and WILL gain on your quickly.  They are in fact slower at rounding corners than you are though, so that is the better option.

Rule number four. Stay away from the little white entrance of the ghosts living courters.  not safe in any situation.

Rule number five......eating the ghosts is not everything.  You get points yes, but make sure you are prepared for them to respond with the quickness. swiftly coming to take your life away.

I hope you revisit this little piece of happiness, it was probably 15% of my whole childhood, and I have been recently reunited.  I couldn't be happier : D

If life wasn't epic enough....

It just got even more so....
We moved yet again this weekend due to slowly dying of gas poisoning in our recent location of sleeping and eating, etc.  We now live approximately 50 feet away from our last house....which made for an interesting, last second, emergency move.  Those were all adjectives for the word move btw, in case you were wondering...brushing up on them since I am to teach them tomorrow.  oh joy

On a better note, had some alone time with the fiance this weekend which was so niceeee considering we have been planning for date night for WEEKS. but because of continuing illnesses due to certain gas leaks, it kept becoming postponed.  Olivas is quite tasty I must say, but BEST PART OF THE RESTAURANT EVER is the old school mrs. pac man machine. yes, that game is what makes a Mexican restaurant a true Mexican restaurant. hands down. and Andes mints......

and if you thought the weekend couldn't get any better/wild/out of the ordinary-ish it DOES. I went dress 'shopping' today, aka my aunt brought her collection of dresses to me in the comfort of my own living room, and i ended up picking the very first dress I tried on. After I made the final decision, She GAVE me the dress. yes, gave. along with the little things that go with it. very very financially relieving.  thanks so much Aunt 'Drea!!

To sum up what is ahead of me? Lots of lesson plans, lots of second graders, lots of unpacking/organizing, little bit of wedding stuff and lots of baby Lily growing like corn in front of my eyes. (you can hear corn grow btw. google that biznitch) ....google, yahoo, bing..... all the samely known as 'google', its like saying a 'ziplock bag' meaning a small sandwich size bag of which two plastic things click together at the top sealing the bag completely.  We don't say all that, we say ziplock, even if it is not that brand. but anyhoo, yes Lily=fastest growing human being alive besides Robin Williams from the movie Jack.

anyhoo take care,C'est la vie, all we need is love. period. 

it happened again.

And the world has wisked another away. falling into the 'deps of society' and losing touch of the little things. I remember staying in my car to finish a good song, driving around the block with my friends on a school night was the best.thing.ever., a glass of sweet tea, a good dance class, remembering I have a candy bar in my purse, and many many other small things (smaller than those even) that would change my world around each and every day.  A single small things would automatically put a smile on my face while taking me into an alternate reality for the rest of the day.

You think you will always be pleased this easily.

but it begins to change.  Today a white limo was parked outside our little condos. OUR little condos in our little neighborhood. like, What On Earth?? Who i am....was...who i thought i was would have shreiked at the sight of this and thought about it for hours on end.  How cool was it that I saw a limo today, not only driving but PARKED on my road. that woulda blew my mind. But thats not what I thought.  The first thing I thought was who the HELL is parked so close to my covered spot. after this long day..... like wtf? i'm not like that am I?

I used to count things. to pass the time.  I would count telephone poles, every stair of every staircase I crossed, anything just to keep myself thinking.  Now I have to much 'real world' to think about that I cant even think about things I WANT to think about.

When did this change come on? i'm not sure. Why? also not sure. Do I hate people who ask themselves questios just to answer themselves like Kate Gosslin? yes.

In conclusion. I am not all the way gone. so maybe i'll pull back.  Like a Yankees Dodgers game in the bottom of the 9th inning 4 to 5, 2 strikes, bases loaded.

Christmas Children

Do you remember what Christmas was like when you were a little kid. Like REALLY remember??? When as soon as December hit, it felt like a whole other year before Christmas would get here.  Each and every day was the longest day, and the month dragged on forever.  A child on Christmas never has to worry about finances around the holidays, they go with dad to buy moms presents, and mom to buy dads present, and maybe gather up a couple dollars to buy them a candy bar as a surprise.  The holiday travel worries never cross their mind, they just go where everyone else goes, and don't even think about it.  They don't need to decide which family to visit, when, what gifts, nope! they just open and enjoy.  And what about baking!!! baking is not a stressful activity where you have to make enough cookies with enough variety to make a cookie plate for every single person you know(because heaven forbid you forget someone).  You simply make cookies for Santa. Santa is the only reason to make cookies, point blank.  The tree, to a child, is put there to zone out into every night, and shake each and every present and inspect them closely to guess every gift under there, even if its not for them.  To a child everyone is always happy around Christmas, as we know this it not really true, they think that solely because of the man they see all fourteen times they go to Safeway in December, who stands outside with his red bucket.  He smiles and says Merry Christmas, lets you ring his little bell, and gives you a huge smile as you slip a green piece of paper into his red bucket.  I mean, EVERYONE is happy around Christmas time right?

In conclusion, i realize that Christmas is pretty much just for little kids which is why I am happy to say that I am in the hospital RIGHT NOW, waiting for my beautiful sister-in-law to have baby Lily.  Another child to have fun on the Holidays with.  I cant wait to see her face when she opens presents, when she is laughing and running around, and of course when i teach her her first dance lesson. Oh Lily we cant wait to meet you.....TODAY!

just sayin.

Have you ever wondered why people start the carrerrs they do? Like what sparked their interest in these things? For example.  What, is a guy at a bar with his buddies, having some beers, 'shootin the shit' and whatever, and Ron just goes "ya know what guys....i'm gonna start a waste business.  Yep, thats right. I'm gonna go around and collect everyones trash!! like, EVERYONES then i'm gonna squish all together and put it somewhere.  Maybe bury it, maybe burn it, maybe just pile it up in the ocean, who knows, but thats what i'm gonna do! It will be great, we can get giant trucks to put everyones random garbage in, and it will all be ours! we can hire fellow trash lovers to help us it will be niiiiiccceeee"

Or what about a morgue.  Like I heard an advertisement for a mortuary on the radio today. Is that something you normally advertise for??? Like ah we gotta bury Grandpa today, which morgue should we choose? OOOO OO I saw a really good one on tv today! It has nice prices, plenty of tissues, and top of the line white rose caskets.  Then it made me thing, who would randomly open a morgue? Someones just like "Yes, i want a place where people are always sad, ALWAYS, and crying of course.  I want a collection of caskets, flowers everywhere, and we will put people into the ground all along my property.  It will be just lovely.  Thank god for the people who do think this way, i suppose in a funny way, but I cant imagine it.
I know some people work at these places, because its all they can find, or it pays good, or good hours, but who opens up these businesses? just sayin.

will we have a Lily for Christmas?!

As you know, the holidays and 'right around the corner'.  Almost exactly one year ago i posted a blog about how much I wasn't in the Christmas spirit, and how nothing around me put me in the Christmas mood.  This year is quite different.  Although I don't have NEAR as many decorations, or people being like "oooo christmas" every ten seconds, or even as much snow, I am in the mood to share the gifts, surprises (kinda), and time with my family.  I am also enjoying xmas with many new people this year who will be in my life forever.  Three of which are the best friends I could ever ask for, Jason (of course), Amy and Eddie.  Although I am so excited, I realize that xmas is a week and 3 days away, then it will be over.  Do you ever feel all that hype is a little.....over the top?, xmas shopping, wrapping, cards, cookies, decorations, money, money, monies!!! then you wake up on December 25th and its over. wild.  I cant wait to see how this one pans out.....shoot.  speaking of which, i need to (not only finish the xmas shopping) but FIGURE OUT what i'm getting everyone. eeeeexcellent.

Also, I have already come up with my New Years resolution. It is epic and in detail and I cannot wait to start it.  (in fact I may start early).  I suggest everyone start thinking of theirs, even in the holiday mumble jumble, or else you will find yourself on new years eve without one, and resort to one that is stupid, unplanned out, and impossible to complete like "lose weight" or w/e.  so get busy you!!! I will be waiting to hear what they are.

On another note, i simply CAN NOT WAIT for my new niece to arrive. like for reals. i cant wait. so on with the show Amy.... :) jk. although I know you would love the show to go on asap as well.  I have a niece and a nephew already, but they live in a completely different state as me, and i have seen my niece like once. wow. I can wait to watch my new niece, miss Lily, grow up just two.....yes TWO, streets down from me.  I will babysit her and teach her all my crazy dancer ways. heh heh heh. so the question remains......Will We Have A Lily For Christmas?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?

The rest of the blog is all just ranting:

Speaking of dance... I had a very interesting and fun show not too long ago.  I have a LOT of support there (thank you jay, mom, dad, amy, eddie) and a lot of people supporting in their heart.  I wasn't expecting it to be that fun of a show, it wasnt as big, i'm not in company blah blah. but seeing the reaction on the faces of the audience always makes any show worth while.  No matter the reason they are there. <3
I am also prospecting a new job in the dance world just down the street in my new little town of which I live.  I really REALLY hope this job pulls through.  I haven't wanted something this bad (of this context) in  a long time.

Had another one of those 'trips' today to phx.  yes, the orange vanilla sunscreen-like gloves and everything.  more disappointments like always. but someone said "its almost over don't worry" then went on to add "haha i know i know, everyone told me that in a different situation of mine, and it didnt make me feel better" but the fact that they added that part DID make me feel better, so thank you. It will be over soon enough. and all will be well ta ta for now.

do you ever....

Do you ever find the perfect present for someone. the PERFECT present.  Like all these years around christmas time, you had spent hours looking for a present this person would at least like, or find use of, and you the found the perfect one..... but then you remember they passed away a little while back.  almost makes you wanna get it anyway.

Or what about putting something somewhere where you know you wont find it in forever.  but you put it there anyway.  Like today.  I love those free itunes songs cards you can get from starbucks.  I got one today, and put it in the back pocket of my pants (that i hardly wear) with this exactly thougth going through my head "i wonder how long it will take me to find this card again....hmmm". 

OR that random cute store.  You always walk past it and make a mental note to stop there someday.  But why not just stop there now?  You're obviously not in that much of a hurry, because you are walking, but still you pass it and put it on the back burner. once again. 

why do we do these things i wonder.... or maybe i only do them. hmmmmmmmm.