Outright Sexiness.

April 12, 2009

So I turned in my DS Lite and got a pretty new black Nintendo DSi. Then I put a skin on it which I ordered from the internet. The result: Outright sexiness. I also dyed my hair black, though that was unrelated to the purchasing of the DSi. Here is a picture of all three: the DSi, the skin, and my awesome hair:


The picture was taken with one of the DSi’s two cameras. It has a camera on the outside and another on the inside below the top screen. The camera quality is relatively decent, comparable to the iPhone. Also like the iPhone, the DSi has a web browser. It’s slow and requires an unlocked wireless network, but it is a browser, and it’s convenient to use thanks to the touchscreen. The DSi also has a sound recorder and editor and downloadable content. It’s thinner and has a larger screen than its predecessor. My only complaints when compared to the Nintendo DS Lite are the power and volume buttons. The power button is somewhat inconveniently placed, and I prefer the wheel sound control rather than buttons. Overall, though, a nice upgrade and I feel sort of awesome for owning it.

Unrelated: I’ve been noticing a lot of this lately, so I’m going to say something. APOSTROPHES DO NOT GO ON PLURAL NOUNS.

That will be all.




March 30, 2009

I got to see the musical Wicked today with my buddies Rebeccah and Chelsea. It was amazing.

Scenery and props and costumes were perfect, acting was good, dialogue was witty, story was fun, and Elphaba’s voice was incredible. Really pure, pleasant tone while still having an amazing amount of power. Glinda was played by an understudy, and you could kind of tell. She was good, of course, but in duets Elphaba really had to tone it down to avoid running straight over the top of her. She was a great actress, though; played the role hilariously over-the-top, which made it perfect.

The AWESOME: Everything. All of it. Except…

The not-quite-as-AWESOME-but-still-good: I wasn’t overly fond of the voice of the guy playing Fiyero. But he was still pretty good. And as mentioned, Glinda’s singing could have been stronger. Still good.

Overall, completely worth the $75, and if I had more money I’d go and watch it again. And I’d get a shirt, too. Those things are like $40 and I was sad about that. :c

On a related note, I really dislike the novel Wicked on which the musical is based. But that’s okay, because Broadway managed to make it awesome anyway.


Maybe I’m a little late, since Khaled Hosseini’s  The Kite Runner was printed in 2003 and is a New York Times bestseller, but I just read it yesterday and it’s great, so I thought I’d tell you guys about it.

This novel spans from about 1975 to present day, and is set mainly in Afghanistan. It focuses on the life of the narrator, Amir, a privileged 12-year-old in 1975 who wants nothing more than to make his successful father proud of him. Unfortunately, his talents lie not in athletics, but in writing. His father is not impressed. Eventually, gaining his father’s approval will require Amir to turn his back on his best friend and loyal servant, Hassan. It’s a terrible summary and covers less than half of the book, but it’s about all I can say without ruining the story.

Kite Runner is dark and really depressing and violent and a bit graphic in places, and yet a fantastic read with a happy ending – similar to Hosseini’s next novel, A Thousand Splendid Suns, also a great book and highly recommended.

In conclusion, this review really sucks, but the book does not. You should read it.

And here’s a picture of my happy baby, who is one month old today.

Happy Baby

Concerning Pie.

February 15, 2009

From least to most delicious.

Least delicious: Pumpkin pie. I’m sorry, fans of pumpkin pie. It smells wonderful, but after the first bite it tastes plain strange and makes me naseous. I’ve tried a number of pumpkin pies, and they all have the same effect. Ick.

Any kind of berry pie. I love berries by themselves, but in pies they’re always too tart.

Pecan pie. I hate pecans, but the caramelly stuff surrounding them is great. On a similar note, peanut brittle without the peanuts would be awesome.

Apple pie. We have now crossed the line from pies I don’t like to pies I do.

Lemon meringue pie. The lemon part is some of the best stuff ever. I’m not overly fond of the meringue, though.

Dutch apple crumb pie. The buttery, sugary, cinnamon-y crumbs make this pie exponentially more delicious than its crumbless counterpart.

Coconut cream pie. It’s mild and sweet and loaded with whipped cream and little crunchy bits of coconut. Nom nom nom.

Most delicious: Chocolate cream pie. Rich, dark, cold chocolate balanced with cool, sweet whipped cream. And if it has an oreo crust, well, that’s just tangible perfection.

(No, there’s absolutely nothing interesting going on in my life to write about, so yes, I have resorted to ranking pies.)


My Dad’s Nose.

January 30, 2009

I asked my dad what I should have an opinion about for today’s posting, and he said “my nose.” Right, then.

My dad’s nose fits his face pretty well. It’s of about average size for a guy but would look really terrible on a girl. It is mostly straight and a very normal, symmetrical shape which is hard to describe because it’s so very normal. The reason that his nose is only mostly straight is that there is a small rise on the upper part of the bridge from where it was broken when I accidentally headbutted him in the face two years ago. (Really, it was an accident. I feel quite bad about it.) The pores on my dad’s nose are fairly large. It is pale-ish like the rest of his face, with a slight reddish tinge. If I were to rate my dad’s nose, I would give it a 7/10 because there’s really nothing remarkable or special about it, but it’s not horrible and I would consider it above average considering all the lumpy, bumpy, really odd noses out there.

Obviously this posting would be incomplete without a picture of the probiscus in question, so here it is.

This is my dad's nose and part of his right eye.