The Keyboard

Wouldn’t it be strange if anyone still read this blog? I do think I would be surprised if anyone still read this blog. I think I’m surprised that I can even sit here and write anything at all. That I can even keep a thought worth typing in my mind is very nice. Surprised that I still want to sit here and type and hope that there is someone that might still be interested in what I have to type onto this old dead blog. Maybe, Just maybe…I can spin a tale again….

Well how about it? Let me convince myself to start creating something again that is worth continuing. I think if I get even one genuine reaction to this sad desperate post, that I just might think of a new story, a new world, and new journey.

Sorry about the past.

This blog won’t be the same as before. It’ll be something new and likely the rest of the name and interface will change. I hope anyone that becomes interested in my writings can be captivated and inspired. Until…soon!

Much love, Alpha

I’m Not Playing Visage Tonight

It’s a great game to be honest. Had a friend walking me through it and I’m still afraid to play on my own. There are no hints, indicators or compasses of any kind to guide you towards your desired destination. As far as I can tell it seems like a fairly open ended game with a few different branches that will see to how you complete the game and which endings you get. I’m excited to finish the game and likely play through it more than once. It will mean that I have overcome this fear of playing games I have never recollected or been previously exposed to. I haven’t been able to finish anything lately.

It’s supposed to be cold tonight where I am. Below zero. I want to go out in it and fool around. See what the cold is really made of. I’ve missed it.

My friend playing Gungeon is pretty good at the game but he refuses to stream. Well maybe it’s because he lives in a shitty house with shitty people and refuses to make his life better. Simply putting himself out there with this game and seeing the positive responses of others would prove to him that he’s a champion but he’d rather suffer in hell. I’m the same I guess, which is why we are both stuck here at the moment. But I’d rather strive with everyone than live like this. How do I leave this place?

Here’s something short

 

Have we been burdened by the wind?

it seems short and sweet but sometimes blows strongly, long, solid

there and not

it whispers and our minds hear their own words

the wind says nothing and we still hear it

cold

weight of the cold is carried with the wind so easily

it settles upon our backs and bears so much more weight

the wind chills

the wind warms

the wind kills

the wind swarms

 

 

It’s been 7 years since I’ve posted anything on here.

 

A Long Journey

Many things have happened lately. Many, many, terrible, wonderful and inspiring (not in the way you’d think) things. Like usual, I will start at the beginning of the debacle. 

I was in that figurative “dark place” and for what reason I know not. I was just there marinating in my own cesspool of depression and negativity. I had forgotten all I stood for, my family, my friends, my brothers…

I tried to put things in the empty hole in my heart and in my soul. I turned back to drinking, leaving my house and job for days to drink and be sad. As you may imagine, I was fired, and after David and Texas Toast found me, I was a mess. My most current girlfriend and I had split and because of this I felt sexually empty (I’ve always had a deep seated lust problem) so I made yet another mistake and had “The Devil’s Threesome” Which I most honestly don’t regret. Let me tell you why I regret none of this.

I regret none of this because ever single thing mistake I made was a learning experience. They taught me about myself: My true fears, my weaknesses, my vices.

Through this somewhat devine self realization I stopped and said “what the f*ck am I doing.”

I realized I needed to get away from some of the people I had surrounded myself with (not David or Toast). I realized how weak I had become in trying to lead some pointless p*ssy “normal” life. 

So…

I am going to take some time off, use a little bit of one of my large cash stashes, and do a bit of traveling. Get the old me back I guess. Not run from my problems by trying to go back to the way things were. I’m not quit sure what I’m trying to say, where I’m going, or what I’m going to do, but I do know that I need to get away.

Not a vacation though, vacations are for pansies.

Quitting smoking, girls, drinking, and sh*tty people.

Alpha out. 

Made it for you

Sorry about being stuck in the mountains for a week. Took a “trip” to the canadian rockies for little while. I will probably go over the details in depth in another post.

Im really here to explain two things though. Girlfriends frightening resemblance to a marvel character and the twitter account I made for you guys.

One of my friends (fellow nerd) pointed out that Laura was like a real life version of, well, Laura. I was kinda weirded out, and so was she.

Twitter account is @alphaechophobos. It will be half my real life and half parody, because I’m gonna have fun with my lady’s similarities with Laura Kinney.

I find these things more amusing and interesting than my real life. Weird right?

~Alpha

Eh? You Think?

Chillin at work today drawing some sexy super hero lookin chick when one of my students notices.

Let me back up a little bit. During a period in which I don’t have a class, I let students who are having trouble come in for help. This was one of those times.

Anyway, he said “Wow Mr.*******, that’s pretty awesome. You should totally draw comics!”

Now this was just one of my students being nice, even though the portrait turned out awesome, and I love it. It got me to thinking, damn, I don’t do anything with my life anymore these days. And I would love to have a comic series. But truth is, I’m really not that great at drawing. I can really only draw the face. That’s about it.

Nevertheless, I kinda wanna do this, and have an idea for a story. It’d probably just be a six issue something or other, but hey, why not, right? 

Heres the Character Bios and then I will give the general plot line.

Daniel – Main character, in his mid 30’s, about 5-10, 230 pounds, average build, bald, thick face, dark grey eyes, quiet, refined, very intelligent (mathematically and analytically), no physical or marital relation to any of the other characters. Favorite artist(s): Beethoven, Aesop Rock, and Temper Trap; Favorite Movie(s): To Kill a Mockingbird, Tombstone, The Departed 

Bandit – Young female, very angry, smart-ass,black hair, Similar appearance to Mike Choi’s “X-23”, she is the “wildcard” of the group, Cal’s little sister, she plays the drums. Favorite artist(s): Slayer and Megadeth; Favorite Movies: Boondock Saints, The Walking Dead, Spawn

Cal – Well built, Short dark hair, Large thick handlebar mustache, Sleeve tattoos, very humble and loving, watches out for his little sister (Bandit) like a guardian angel (because she’s always getting into trouble). Soft hearted, fearless, smart/witty. Favorite Artist(s): Led Zeppelin, Judas Priest, Run DMC, Beastie Boys; Favorite Movie(s): Any Western, Val Kilmer, or Clint Eastwood film

Remmy – Mid 20’s, very attractive, kick-ass mentality, fiery but polite, dark red hair. Only character with combat training (never in the military or law enforcement though). Gains power to slow down time from Abaddon’s arrival, but we don’t meet her until after she has acquired them. Favorite Artist(s): none; Favorite Movie(s): none

Brian – Abaddon’s best friend, basically Fone Bone. Favorite Artist(s): none; Favorite Movie(s): none

Abaddon – Inter-dimensional being, very tall, dressed in dark robe, wise and sage like. Low calm voice. He’s come from another world to save the earth from the onslaught that is engulfing the world.

Casion – 1. Drug derived from infant that is immune to the disease. Name is from infant’s name.

2. Daniel’s son, infant with white hair.

 

A disease created by a government scientist possessed by a demon has been released into a high populous area in north-east America. In an attempt to cover their tracks, the government has stolen an infant from a hospital. An infant which they believe holds the cure of the disease. But his father, Daniel, is more than determined to get his son back. Meeting friends along the way, he tries to save Casion (his son) from monsters, soldiers, and government scientists. The leaders of the nation have turned their backs on the rest of the world as, one by one, people slowly fall victim to the disease. 

 

Any feedback is appreciated!

Yall rock ~ Alpha

Mid Ohio Comic-Con

Yea. You heard me. I’ll be there, and the money I am taking with me will all be spent very promptly. If you live anywhere near Columbus, Ohio then you better be there. Boondock Saints panel. That’s all I gotta say. Laura can’t go though. This saddens me deeply, but it’s man time. What would be you’re favorite part of this years Mid Ohio Con? What Comic-Cons have you been to in the past? AND WHO’S GOING TO THE STAR WARS CON IN GERMANY NEXT SUMMER?!

Texas Toast Here

Hello to all of Alpha’s friends. I was told to address him as Alpha. Unfortunately he has been incarcerated, and he told me to post all of the details onto his blog because “they will think it is hilarious.” Personally I think it is pretty funny. All the years I have known this man, I’ve never seen him behind bars. It was quite amusing. Onto the details then. According to Alpha there is a new “bad*ss motherf*cker b*tch lookin nancy” Police Chief in town. The new Police Chief happened to be riding with one of the senior officers on duty when Alpha was pulled over. For speeding. 120 mph I was told. The senior officer, upon recognizing Alpha, reported to the new Chief that “this is that Government fella. He’s probably in rush, so we shouldn’t pull him over, sir.” I know this because me and David talked to the officer later at the bar, since we are all good friends. The new Chief said “No one is above the law, not even FED’s.” Now since Alpha wasn’t driving a government vehicle, and wasn’t technically on the clock, he was promptly pulled over by the two officers. You see, Alpha doesn’t actually work for the government, just with the government. So he has many friends, meaning that there are little to know restrictions on him. He’s got a special little I.D. for airport security, a special little passport, etc. But like Dwayne Johnson proved in Walking Tall, no one is above the law. Just to reiterate the Chief’s point. So Alpha was charged with the following: A hefty speeding ticket, reckless operation, and a multitude of weapons charges (Two knives above the legale length, one sword, handgun loaded in glove box, and “sawed off” pump-action .20 gauge shotgun). Since our friend is very close to every important person in the entire city, he likely won’t serve more jail time than the days until his court date, which, once it was found that he had been incarcerated, was promptly moved to Thursday. Via Alpha’s only request to the new Chief this has all been kept completely quiet from anyone except the involved parties (judge, prosecuting attorney, us, and both officers). The Chief obliged this one favor because “You seem like a pretty OK guy, but you’re still gonna serve your time.” So Alpha’s boss thinks he’s sick, and even the jury will not know who’s fate they are deciding. They will only be given the charges to decide. Alpha will likely be paying a very large fine, however, which subsequently, will become my responsibility somehow. 

Best Wishes, Texas Toast

P.S. My name really is Texas Toast, and I am really a mute.

Whateva, Girl

So me and one of my coworkers went to get breakfast this morning and have little bible study. It was nice. We read Jude, which is very short, but a great read. After it was about ten minutes until we needed to be at work, we still didn’t have our check. So I gave my friend the money for my check and a tip, and went outside to have a smoke. He said that when he finally got her attention, she said she thought she had given us the check 15 minutes ago. We were both late to work.

 

Back to the other story.

OW. That’s what I said after getting shot in the leg. OW. She turned to run, but I’m a little faster (cuz I’m so awesome) and I pin her in a full nelson, through the pain. As the dogs are starting to approach, she says, “There’ going to kill me and take me back there, please let me go…” I’m like…WTF. Lady you just shot me and…damn you’re good looking. “Call me.” I said as I released her.

So without saying a word to anyone, mostly out of confusion, I was transported to the hospital. Chillin in my little hospital bed, I noticed that different nurse than before had come  into my room. What? Oh no way. That’s awesome. It was the women from the woods and the chase. She pulled the cover over my head while pushing her index finger to her lips and whispering “shh.” So I was wheeled to the morgue. She proceeded to tell me that she was a rogue government agent who had been pulled out of high school to start her CIA training. She was special ops and had gone against orders on a mission and now she was being blamed for a massacre or something. For me: major turn on. So I double wrapped my stitches and put on a male nurse uniform and glasses that she had brought for me. I felt bad for whoever’s glasses she had taken, but it’s their fault for not have converting to contacts yet.

Long story short, I totally dug this chick, so I pulled some strings, had a professional hacker get ahold of the information needed to prove her innocence (I got to break into a government facility to connect to the server for him ^^) and so they (whoever was actually after her) agreed to believe she was dead and leave us alone. So we chillin now. Good times all round. She had daddy issues as a kid, etc. so everything is more interesting with her, and I like it because for me women have always been easy, but she’s different because she’s a challenge. Niot like she doesn’t like me chalenge though. It’s hard to explain. Anyhow, we are very close.

Love you all. But it’s back to class time.

~Alpha

Merica

I showed this to my class today. It is an extended class day today and tomorrow, so I always have a little extra time to fool around with the students. Especially the first period ones. They always need a little waking up. Anyways, heres the link

 

http://www.darkroastedblend.com/2012/07/history-of-hydrofoils.html

 

It is the History of Hydrofoils, compliments of Dark Roasted Blend.

 

All of the kids were very confused. I don’t think any of them had ever seen or even heard of a hydrofoil. What is wrong with kids these days?? It’s not really the fact that they didn’t know what it was as much as the fact that they had never heard of it, or even cared to know. 

“Don’t you wanna ride a boat that isn’t even really in the water?!”

“I guess that’s pretty cool.”

“NO! It’s pretty awesome!”

“Sure.”

“Ohhhh….I think I get what you guys are trying to say. Pop quiz. Gotcha. Yea that’s right. Life isn’t fair.”

So I didn’t actually make them take pop quiz. I’m too cool of a teacher for that jazz. I mean, we listen to Silverstein in my class! We all ended up talking about hydrofoils for the majority of the class period. We got into some serious discussions, and one of the main areas of discussion was why there aren’t a bunch of them being used today instead of all of the regular boats. It was a good time. And then I made them do work for the rest of class. What do you think about hydrofoils? Why aren’t there more around? I know what I know, but I love other peoples opinions, and I may show yours too my class if you have some interesting points to share. Thanks for any input!

Onto other subjects. At home life. Damn. Well me and Laura met in a peculiar way. I’m just gonna brush the surface of it right now though. I was called in to assist in a manhunt, and the capturing of a murderer. Bam. Love it. This took up a large majority of summer. Apparently this was tied into some type of mass murder, although this person didn’t commit that, they were just a part of it somehow. Whateva. All of a sudden, we have a hot trail. So I’m fast roping down from this Black Hawk and I hit the ground and look over at this squad advancing on a body. 

“Aww damn, you already got’em without me?”

No sir, he got caught in the crossfire when we were trying to subdue the subject.”

Before that boy could finish his sentence I was already sprinting towards the barking dogs. OH WHOOPS. We are in the forests of the North Eastern United States. I pass the dog team because I’ve already picked up on the subject. Sixth sense like a boss. I’m going so fast that I don’t even notice the trail I’m following is a fake. I turn to see a young lady about three feet away from me.

“Oh shit, are you ok? You see some crazy looking mofo come through this way?”

And as I’m saying that, she pulls me sidearm out of it’s holster.

I instinctively grab it and released the magazine, but she has already pulled the trigger. One jacket hollow point pierces my thigh. 

 

I will type part two out later this week. Class time 🙂

Enjoy the week my friends.

~Alpha

 

Fur Elise

Yea, so that’s what I’m listening to right now. About to go out for a smoke because I’m pretty depressed right now. Ludwig van Beethoven radio isn’t helping either. Clearly…Any how, I figured I’d catch you up a little bit. YOU,VE MISSED SO MUCH. So any one who you are wondering about that I don’t mention is probably dead. Texas Toast, David, me and Laura are all living together now in a nice house. Really havent had any missions or anything going on for a while. There is just a lot of craziness that has been going on. Not to mention my night terrors every night. Well anyways, that nicotine is calling my name. Anything else anyone wants to know, please feel free to send me a message or an email (alpha9545@gmail.com).
Deuces
~Alpha