Tonight1 was Joypad –a monthly event involving chiptunes, retro games and alcohol. I played lots of Tetris, listened to music by the genius Xandox (He makes and plays his music on old gaming machines, the is nothing not epic about this man.), and had drinks. Overall, night was awesome.
I am undefeated at Tetris2.
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A little under an hour ago, I realized I forgot to post yesterday. This realization means I have technically failed the Post a Day 2012.
Part of me wants to commit seppuku, another part wants to make a late post and just backdate it. Another part is really creeped out by the stare my partner just gave me.
Then again, the biggest part of me doesn’t give a shit. It’s Saturday night;TIME TO DRINK.
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What is the point of playing an open world role playing game if I can’t get drunk while doing so?
Drink:
If you want it to be more difficult:
Have any ideas to add to it? Do tell. I’m looking at improving this, since it was a bit of a “I want to drink already” rush job.
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On the way home from work, I was confronted by people more aggressive than normal. I was challenged to a couple of fights, and was threatened to be “rolled” as well. Along with that, I had a short conversation with a couple of city-goers.
Greasy guy: Hey man, do you know where the Apple Bar is?
Me: What?
Greasy guy: The Apple Bar! Do you know where it is?
Me: Uhh, no I don’t. Sorry.
Greasy guy: Well, that just makes you a gay cunt then doesn’t it?
I stood there staring at him as he started to turn and walk off, resisting the urge to point out to him that by not knowing the location himself, he was in fact also a homosexual vagina.
However, another more important thought crossed my mind, entering my entire being. This one thought troubled me the entire way home, and made me question life, religion, and for a brief moment my sexuality.
What was the thought? I hadn’t mentioned Rubenerd or his amazing sexually arousing website on this blog in forever.
Well, that’s done. Thank you everyone.
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Tonight I got to deal in the VIP room of the Casino for the first time. I even got to wear a bow tie!
Girlfriend has confirmed I cannot have a fez. Damn.
I went in with the notion that it was going to be a completely different experience from what I’ve been doing for the past near-three years. I wasn’t entirely prepared, and I was a little nervous. It turned out instead to be a rather chill experience. I recognized one or two of the people in the room as players downstairs, but apart from that everyone seemed to be VIP-exclusive.
It was interesting, while the Commission Baccarat tables were your typical people (and one or two really nice and polite ladies who understood it was my first time in the room), the people on the Roulette and Blackjack seemed to be for the most part, really relaxed. There were the usual people who complained about losing and hating everything, but apart from that, many seemed to be enjoying hanging out with their friends.
While everything IS about the gambling and trying to make easy money, it was a different atmosphere. I’m just not sure if I like it yet though.
What I really wanted to talk about was what happened after work. I grabbed a coke from the 24/7 across the road, then went to begin my long walk home. As I’m walking past McDonalds, fiddling with my iPod I see a tall guy walking towards me. I swerve to go around him, but see him reroute to be in front of me again. I move further to the left, and he follows suit to still be in front. I slow down, and he calls me, “Hey man.”
Alright, I think as I move to him and stand. “Sup?” I knew what was sup, he was probably drunk and wanted money or directions.
”Can I have a sip of your drink?” I’m not one to part with my drinks that I pay good money for, but I’m not for pissing off drunks.
”Sure sir, in fact, just have it. I just had a donut and feel pretty full.” I hand it to him and he stares at me.
”You got two dollars?”
”No sir, I just spent it on my coke.”
”What about fifty cents?”
”Sorry, like I said I just spent it on a coke, the one you’re holding.”
”Look dude, do you have five cents?”
”No man, look, if I had anything I’d give it to you. I spent it on my drink.”
”Alright, let me have a sip and think about this.”
I was worried about what he’d have to think about, since it seemed rather open shut. He took a sip then offered the drink back. I point out that I gave it to him to keep, as I wasn’t thirsty any more. Wanting to just leave, I said, “Well man I got to go, see ya.” And tried to walk away. As I’m reaching for my iPod I hear him yell to come back. Since he’s only a few metres away, I oblige, but cautiously. I almost facepalm when he speaks again.
”You got two dollars?”
”No man, I have no money.” I was getting frustrated.
”What about five?” Well, if I didn’t have two dollars I wouldn’t have five.
”No.” I said, annoyed.
I don’t know what to make of the next minute, but it was weird. He looked at me, and said, “Look.”, then grabbed the back of my head and tried to put me in what seemed like the sloppiest and strangest attempt at a headlock ever. He pushed my head down and started to push me into his arm, but he did it in the slowest way possible, as if he were moving in slow motion.
He moved so slow I was able to move out of whatever he was trying to do, saying, “What the fuck, man?”
”You don’t got two dollars?”
”NO!”
With that answer, he points down in the direction of Rundle Mall and says, ”Then fuck off THAT way.”
With pleasure, faggot.
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I’m home after work, I have a day off tomorrow, a bottle of Jack Daniels and I want to play TF2. I choose to combine them to create Captain Planet a drinking game.
Drink every time:
There’s so much more I could add because it’s such a big game, but I’ll leave it there for now. If you feel there’s something that really needs to be on there, you can leave the suggestion in the comments and I’ll look to adding it.
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I’m a day late, but in my defence the reason I didn’t write this yesterday was no I don’t need to explain this to you, shush.
Yesterday was the monthly ATUB meet up, where all those epic people who use Twitter and also happen to live in the glorious city that is Adelaide meet up, drink and talk nonsense. I’ve only ever been to one other meet up, all the way back in October/November, but this was by far more fun and just a little exciting.
The meeting was held at The Highway Hotel where we had multiple tables reserved specially for the event. We rocked out the drinking, drawing on every conceivable surface and remarking on how much of a woman I am for jokingly wearing a skirt. I saw the old faces who I’ve talked to since I don’t know when (although as usual Rubenerd didn’t make an appearance. ONE DAY!), plus a fair few new ones. This is where I segue into a shout out to Brenton, Ash, that FlitterbyG person and that KerryJ person. I also finally met both Cypherage and HugePedlar (The antelope are fat this year) who I have to admit, wasn’t as British as I expected, but was still pretty awesome.
After hours of fun at The Highway and most people had left, the last of us went to the Ed Castle (?) for dinner. It wasn’t as nice a place, but with the meals being just ten dollars I wasn’t really going to complain. After dinner, we all talked for a little while, before going our separate ways.
Thank you for the fun times guys, it was nice catching up, and meeting the new people. I’m going to try and be more of a regular to these events, and I do promise to be (slightly) less drunk.
Other places you can read about the Feb ‘10 ATUB:
There are photos about the place as well:
More will be added as I find them/can finally load them. CURSE YOU CAPTAIN PLANET HITLER CAPPED INTERNET!
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Here I am, with the Britt, drinking while playing Bioshock. Googling has revealed no real system for drinking while playing it, unlike movies. So here is the version I’m playing to, if you’re curious.
Drink every time
You hear “Welcome to the circus of values” or the Mexican voice from the ammo vending machines.While writing this, Britt of course tortured me but finding two audio diaries, accidently getting drunk AND levelling up on the research camera. And of just two seconds ago, she got a successful hack. If I don’t make it through today, tell my family I love them.
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