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Saturday, 11 July 2009

  • Currently
    The Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time
    By Nintendo
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    I want YOU (to send me your dreams)!

    CALLING ALL BLOGGERS!!!
    I want YOU (to send me your dreams)!

    Hey there, xanga community! I'm here to tell you all about a PROJECT I'm doing, and I need YOUR help! That's right! YOUR HELP! What I'm doing is collecting dreams that people have been having--the more detailed the account the better--and turning them into comics! Pretty basic, not all that inspired, but it's fun and I've got a good stockpile already. I just put up the first installment, and I am turning to you guys to help me gather more material! So....

    If you want to participate, just send me a message below, and look at the whole shebang here. And thanks a bunch!


    Ta
    ~Aean

Saturday, 13 June 2009

  • Currently
    Pascal's Wager: The Man Who Played Dice with God
    By James A. Connor
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    Waiting for the Future

    There's something exciting that's been in the works for some time now, but no one else seems to be nearly as into it as I am--nor do people realize what it all can mean. Well, now that Star Trek has had a favorable reception (trekkies and trekkers rejoice!) I'm sure many of you out there on teh internets will be open to the idea of

    SPACE TRAVEL

    as a viable and realistic endeavor. Of course, in many respects space travel already is. But soon it can be cheaper, and more things can be done with it. How, you might say, and with the U.S. economy's slow and alarming death? two words, folks. Capitalist environmentalists. (If you're going to limit the length of you sentences, I say go for the ten-dollar words)

    What's one big environmentalist problem in the world today? High-level nuclear waste. Yes, yes, some nuclear waste deteriorates fairly quickly in a safe and stable matter. But talk to any US citizen living in certain western areas about the safe and secure methods we have of nuclear waste disposal, and you're likely to get into a heated argument. You see, the kind of nuclear waste buried in parts of the states needs thousands of years to decompose, and we have no real assurance that it'll be undisturbed (and un-targeted by terrorists).

    Since 1970, the idea of disposing nuclear waste in space has been looked at by scientists, and the result is always the same: good idea, but it'll cost too much/ what if the shuttlecraft miscarries?

    Well, what if nuclear power plants---privately owned, so the only the best of the best are likely to be hired by the world governments---moved shop into space? First, they would produce the energy in space, where it could be more easily disposed, then, as technology became more and more advanced, the nuclear waste still on earth could be disposed of in space as well. In the meantime, the US companies would recycle nuclear power (like countries such as France and England) so that there was less that needed to be disposed.

    But however will we get nuclear power plants into space? I'm all for space stations that are easily accessible via the forthcoming

    SPACE ELEVATOR

    ::trumpet fanfare::
    Maybe I'm over-optimistic and excitable, but the possibility of such a thing could revolutionize space exploration and lead to colonization. Which could lead to new jobs in an untold number of areas, simply because we have more space for the world population. Of course, this is all far, far far in the future.

    More later;
    ~Captain Aean

Tuesday, 14 April 2009

  • Alice Imitation

    So, I had to write a chapter for an imitation Alice book, and I rather liked it, so here it is. I don't think I'm going to write any more of it, but if I did I already know what would happen in the next few chapters. Any feedback would be nice. I might post something from one of my comics next.
    Ta;
    Aean


    Chapter One

    It was a rather musty place, and Alice had no desire to go there on such a hot, humid day. Besides, Alice had gotten a brand new pair of pink gloves for her birthday last week that she had wanted to wear to tea with Deirdre next door, who didn't have gloves that were half as nice. But Grandmother wanted "something new for the kitchen" and had taken Alice along as "a very special treat" but absolutely WITHOUT her gloves, so as not to get them dirty. So along Alice went, feeling very hot and cross, and determined to show this by being very silent and holding her chin raised high in a haughty fashion. Grandmother didn't seem to notice.
    The little silver bell at the door to the junk shop tinkled as they walked in, and Alice immediately forgot how upset she was over her little gloves. There were simply piles and piles of curious things, and there wasn't nearly as much dust as she thought there would be. Grandmother went to talk with Miss Sybil at the counter as Alice wandered over to the trays of costume jewelry. It took her a minute before she realized that the bell at the door was still ringing, even though it most certainly should have stopped.
    How very rude, Alice thought to herself. She turned to confront the bell: "You have gone on quite enough now—" When she saw that the bell, in fact, was still.
    "Did you say something, dear?" Miss Sybil leaned over the counter to peer down at Alice. Her eyes were very large and very green, and her white hair looked even more untidy than usual next to neat little Grandmother.
    Alice politely curtsied, feeling very embarrassed, since it was rather silly of her to be scolding the door-bell when it hadn't been doing anything wrong. "I had only thought the bell was ringing, ma'am. What is making that tinkling sound?"
    "Oh, that must be my Aeolian harp. It's rather an eyesore, got it for a song at the estate sale. I put it up in the loft so I can tell when a draft gets in. Would you be a darling and goo stuff more rags into the upstairs window?"
    Alice curtsied again and said she would. She had never seen an Aeolian harp, and was very curious to know what it was. Miss Sybil pointed to a wicker basket next to the staircase, which was simply spilling out scraps of cloth. Taking a bundle of them with her, Alice climbed the stairs towards the strange sound of the Harp.
    Upstairs was much dimmer then downstairs, and was divided up into lots of little hallways by bookshelves that were full of all a manner of things. Alice walked through them, sure that she’d find the window easily if only she kept toward where the light seemed to be coming from, or where the noise of the harp seemed loudest. And it was quite louder here. As she walked, she looked about at the shelves, some of which were just filled with books, but also little statues and teakettles in between the tomes.
    “This is a much larger room then I had thought,” Alice changed her grip on the pile of rags, which seemed to be getting heavier “otherwise I would have gotten to the other side by now! I wonder where the harp could be. Who is playing it? Perhaps it plays on it’s own, like a music box. It must be very small, if it’s on a windowsill. Or perhaps it is merely next to the window, and it is very large. I wonder if it is a very hideous thing, since Miss Sibyl said it was an eyesore. It must be quite a hideous thing, if it can make one’s eyes sore to look at it. I wonder if it shall frighten me?”
    As she walked further and further into the room, the shelves seemed to get taller and taller, and their contents got stranger and stranger. Alice stopped to look at one, which simply towered high over her, that looked to be full of plants with long, curling fronds and thick, spiky tendrils.
    “How very wonderful these are!” Alice dropped the rags, clapping her hands. “Oh, look at that darling little one!”
    Alice reached up and tried to get at a little plant that seemed to be all curls, with tiny flowers like beads scattered on it. But it was only just too far, and Alice looked around for something to stand on. On the shelf behind her was a big tin box, which looked very solid. She brought it over to the shelf filled with plants and set it down. Standing on it, Alice found to her dismay that she had misjudged the height of the box, and she was still too far from the little plant. Alice hunted through the opposite shelf for another sturdy thing to climb on, and soon had found another box. This one was wood, and she set it on the tin one. But judging from this standpoint she thought it wasn’t high enough, so she went and got another box. And another and another. While she stacked, Alice hummed along with the little noises the harp as making. It sounds so close, Alice thought, I’m sure that it’s only around the bend ahead, and I can find it as soon as I’m done here.
    Soon, Alice thought the boxes might be high enough to claim her prize. Climbing up, Alice found that she was almost there, but if she tried to grab the plant the poor thing might get knocked over, and all its soil would spill. Alice turned to climb down for another box, but to her great surprise the ground was quite further away then she had anticipated, and she sat, holding tightly onto the box, hoping she wouldn’t fall.
    “Oh, what shall I do now?” Alice whimpered as she felt the boxes swaying underneath her. “And those poor rags—I’d forgotten I need to put them in the window! Just wait one moment, dears, and I’ll come down! Oh you wicked, pretty little thing!” Here Alice had turned to the plant, whose tendrils swayed in time with the stack of boxes. “Why did you keep moving away from me? I am almost sure you were on the third shelf before, and now you are most definitely on the eighth! Now you’ve distracted me and I’ll never get to go see an Aeolian harp.”
    Alice was wondering again how to get back down to the rags on the floor so as to get back to the task she was charged with when she realized something was hanging from her foot. She looked over, and saw that one of the rags had gotten caught on her shoe. Moving gingerly, she grabbed at the cloth and held it tight in her hand.
    “Did you come to try and rescue me? That was very thoughtful of you. Unfortunately I don’t see how—Oh!” Alice saw that the rags had become tangles into a lot of knots, and that it was almost like a rope, but with lots of extra ends, like an upside-down tree. “Well, I think I can climb down a bit more easily now, thank you very much.” Alice then curtsied as best as she could while lying on her stomach, which wasn’t a very good one at all.
    By catching the end of the rag on the corner of the box, Alice secured the rag rope enough to use it to steady her self as she climbed down. She hadn’t gotten very far when she came to the end of the rope, and wasn’t even halfway down the stack of boxes.
    “Oh dear! I must have climbed down the wrong branch!” Alice looked down, clinging to the rope and the boxes. “I do hope Grandma doesn’t come up and see me, she hates it when I climb trees. I hope there is no tree sap on my dress!”
    She looked around, thinking that something on the shelves might help her. Fairly close by was a very thick vine hanging down from the shelves that seemed to reach almost all the way to the floor. Alice was a bit doubtful, but if she could jump, she could reach the vine. “Oh, but I must take these rags with me,” Alice looked up at the rope “because if I get to the harp and I find the window, I will need the rags to stuff it with.”
    Alice tugged at the rags and loosed them from the corner of the box, and the end of the rope fell into her hands. She looked at the vine
    closed her eyes
    and
    >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>jumped
    >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>to the other side.

Sunday, 12 April 2009

Sunday, 29 March 2009

  • Waffle-Mania

    This was started by Andrew Fridae on 3/29/09 in Bennington College. It's his fault. Probably. Write any number of titles (book, movie, video game, etc.) not already on this list, replacing any noun or verb with the word "waffle". Then pass it on.

    1. The Waffle Hunter
    2. Waffles Down Under
    3. The Curious Waffle of Benjamin Button
    4. The Waffle of Zelda
    5. The Waffle Bunch
    6. Waffle Vs. Jason
    7. W*A*F*F*L*E*
    8. Fifle: an American Waffle
    9. Little Miss Waffle
    10. The Rocky Horror Waffle Show
    11. The Mighty Waffle
    12. The Thin Red Waffle
    13. Tipping the Waffle
    14. Waffle, American Style
    15. My Waffle Totoro
    16. Good Will Waffle
    17. Waffle People
    18. I <3 Waffle
    19. How to Lose a Waffle in 10 Days
    20. The 40 Year Old Waffle
    21. Waffle Waffle Revolution
    22. American Waffle
    23. American Waffle Seven: the Waffle of Love
    24. Mr. Waffle's Neighborhood
    25. Waffle Science Theater 3000
    26. Waffles in the Time of Cholera
    27. 100 Years of Waffles
    28. A Waffle in the Attic
    29. Waffle in the Rye
    30. Charlie Chaplin's Waffle Lights
    31. The Fifth Waffle
    32. The Waffle Next Door
    33. The Wafflehead
    34. Waffle Visions
    35. Little Waffles
    36. Jane Waffle
    37. Who is Waffle?
    38. The Green Waffle
    39. The Waffle
    40. Waffle - a Primer
    41. Tom Waffle
    42. Huckleberry Waffle
    43. 2000 Leagues Under the Waffle
    44. The Ren and Waffle Show
    45. Waffle's Modern Life
    46. The Little Waffle that Could
    47. Ode to a Grecian Waffle
    48. Harry Waffle
    49. Twiwaffle
    50. Left 4 Waffle
    51. Waffle Rising
    52. Legend of Zelda: Waffle's Mask
    53. Super Smash Waffles
    54. Romance of the Three Waffles
    55. FIFA World Cup Waffle
    56. Devil May Waffle
    57. Zone of the Waffles
    58. Final Waffle
    59. Naruto: Waffle
    60. Code: Waffle
    61. The Marvelous Misadventures of Waffle
    62. So Waffle
    63. Principles of Waffleology
    64. Personality Waffle
    65. The God Waffle
    66. Angels and Waffles
    67. Monty Waffle
    68. Thunder Waffles
    69. Rainbow Waffle
    70. The Princess Waffle
    71. No One’s Waffle
    72. Your Brain on Waffle
    73. The Peaceful Waffle
    74. Kingdom Waffles
    75. Super Waffle-o
    76. Starwaffle 64
    77. Waffleroid
    78. Soul Waffle
    79. Wafflenator
    80. Evil Waffles
    81. Thank You For Waffle-ing
    82. Tarzan: Lord of the Waffles
    83. Der BremerStadt Waffelkannt
    84. Message in a Waffle
    85. The Hazards of Waffle
    86. Daft Waffle
    87. Transcendental Waffle
    88. Fire Waffles
    89. Brisingr, or The Seven Waffles of Sapphira and Eragon
    90. The Waffle-ist
    91. Carmina Waffle
    92. The Phantom of the Waffle
    93. Ode to Waffle
    94. Kind of Waffle
    95. St. Elsewaffle
    96. Treasure Waffle
    97. Lost Waffles
    98. Lord of the Waffles
    100. Kung Waffle: Enter the Fist
    101. Jurrasic Waffle
    102. What the Waffle Do We Know?
    103. Your Waffle on Crack
    104. The Waffle Effect
    105. Boondocks Waffle
    106. Waffles of New York
    107. When Harry Met Waffle
    108. Waffles at Tiffany's
    109. Chariots of Waffle
    110. The Last Waffle of Scotland
    111. What About Waffle?
    112. This is Waffle Tap
    113. Waffleheart
    114. Let the Right One Waffle
    115. 28 Waffles Later
    116. A Mighty Waffle
    117. A Waffle Runs Through it
    118. O Waffle, Where Art Thou?
    119. Once Upon a Waffle in New York City
    120. The Maltese Waffle
    121. The League of Extrodinary Waffles
    123. The Last Waffle of Christ
    124. The Meaning of Waffle
    125. The Waffle in Connecticut
    126. Castawaffle
    127. Saturday Night Waffle
    128. House of Flying Waffles
    129. Bill & Ted's Excellent Waffle
    130. Bill & Ted's Bogus Waffle
    131. Harold and Kumar go to Waffle Castle
    132. Legally Waffle
    133. Waffle Chicks
    134. 1001 Arabian Waffles
    135. The Waffle Sutra
    136. Dexter's Waffle
    137. Where the Waffle Things Are
    138. WaffleMask
    139. The Little Waffle
    140. Alice in Waffleland
    141. This is Waffle
    142. A History of Waffle
    143. Waffle on the Cliffside by the Sea
    144. The Waffle of Notre Dame
    145. Waffle Dynamite
    146. Manos: the Waffles of Fate
    147. 101 Waffles
    148. Waffl-E
    149. Pinel's A Waffle on Insanity
    150. Mary, Queen of Waffles

Aean

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About Me

  • "History is a far-off country." (c. pal) "History lives in the imagination of the present." (m. mielencholy) "The imagination is full of strange and wonderful things." (l. carroll) "Imagination is born of illict desires." (a. foille) "I have always had the repulsive desire to be something more than human." (d. bowie)