Rants of Radness...
Stall On Coping

   From foot to hand, I pop-to-catch a side of the layered maple concave that’s attached to metal and freshly spinning wheels. With one hand tasked to carry my board I climb now. To the top of the tallest pipe dream in the park. 

   To most the top is symbolic of success. However, to a rare breed ascendancy occurs after dropping off of the coping so that they may reach heights beyond their initial platform.

   I might not be able to fly, but I can at least drop in and hope to ride the arch of transition without leaning to far forward or backward. Now to strive for balance, and at least hope to rock-and-roll on the other side.
-BR

Nicotine Engine

   Stop and go, stop and go.  All of this excessive shifting causes wear and tear on worn supports. An unrestrained motor panics under so much pressure.

   Amidst pummeling the radiator cracks, crying tears of coolant down the frame. How’s an engine supposed to remain cool under all of this negative octane coursing through its lines?

   With 2 of the 6 of the mounts left, the support system crumbles. Just a  few simple new replacements could keep this block from blowing up. Check engine light now Off/On purpose. Drive.

-BR

900 Degrees of Priority Overload


   So I kicked on Tony Hawk Pro Skater Hd today after I got home from an interview. As I was mindlessly playing a few 2 minute runs; all of a sudden I had an epiphany. The game made me consider the proper way to prioritize my goals. Not only in the game itself, but strangely also in my life.

  Each stage consists of an area, and there are multiple goals to complete within a timed 2 minute run. As I was trying to collect all the letters that spell S-K-A-T-E, I began getting caught up in collecting the spray cans, getting required gaps, and maintaining all 3 tiers of high scores. (Venice Beach FYI) Before I knew it my time was up and I only had a few letters, and a small scale of points. Not completing anything.

   BAM and I don’t mean Margera, it hit me… Like Mike V punching someone in the face.  I was going for too many goals at once in each run.  Now I know it’s possible to get just about if not all of the goals within a 2 minute run, but that takes practice and memorization. Which takes many runs over and over.

   How does this relate to real life at all? Well, if I jump into a stage out of practice I’ll get all flustered and end up not accomplishing what I originally set out to do.  So what if it takes a few runs to get it right or if complete 1 goal at a time. Either way I’m scratching each goal off of my list like my name was Earl, and I’ll be completing each stage without becoming sporadically overwhelmed.

-BR 

85 mm wheels you’ll do just fine for now; until I can get a Hoverboard.
-BR
UAC Nothin’ Yet!

    Welcome to Mars Marine!  There will be no tram available to aid your escape from these post nuclear remnants. All due to a portal opened by greed.

    Down to minimal body armor, and lacking a cover system it’s all about karma’s control scheme. Nope, the tram isn’t coming.  Instead I must drive in a cherished tin can to a destination desolate, foreign, and claustrophobic to an Earthling like me.

  After the driver’s side door becomes ajar, new boots of necessity are now treading on Martian soil on my very own home planet. Now A Jumble of thoughts begin falling down my mental grid.

   For an exercise of sanity I power cycle my human computer to keep from bad clusters and on every reboot I persistently make attempt at re-stacking my lovely colored thoughts like blocks in Tetris.  I just have to keep my sights locked onto breaking atmosphere from within my own home planet. Even though it’s become alien now.

    Why isn’t Houston ever on the line when you feel like a stranded astronaut?

-BR

Drapes for a Felion

    To have purpose is to constantly have sacrifice clawing at your soul like a cat discovering curtains for the first time. Know that for your new found cause to reach its full capacity you will most likely do it alone… (A.K.A. people will let you down.)  If your sacrifice consumes you in stints of too long, the impatient will walk away.  Those that stick around through those times of lengthy intolerance are the ones that truly love you, and are the ones you should appreciate the most.

-BR

Not Quite Full Opacity

    Previous versions follow closely while my main program tries to RUN. My c.p.u. tries to process whilst in sleep mode, but stealthy installations in the background cluster throughout every directory. In doing so they eventually make their way to to the ROOT.  Unfortunately, one of the attached cling-ons left my Task Manager option greyed out. Thus, leaving me with an unwanted screen saver of pictures from an older drive that cannot be force closed. Once I finally get to reboot in safe mode I still can’t help but feel like I was clocked at 7200 Rpms in the face, leaving me with a FAT32 lip. Gotta do a full reformat on these subconscious backup files otherwise they’ll continue to haunt like a ghost in my machine.

-BR

Sporadic Nerves of Electricity


 Unstable electric currents strike in random directions as beads of sweat act as conductors when struck. Hairs stand on end from the root up in both fear and ovation due to the shock. The settings are different but I just have to remember that the controls remain the same. Stick to the basics from before and ground will become established.

-BR

Consciousness Of Code, A Script For Misconduct

   The vast majority will believe they are something they aren’t with a click.  Two more clicks, and others will believe it too.  Those that trace will believe they’ve created, and those that have copied will believe they’ve truly designed original works.

  The true intellectuals should not be feared or outcast, but kept within the [brackets] of consideration.  I believe a grand thanks is in order for those who develop technological advancements to aid our talent handicaps.  Wait… I’m not sure if I want to thank some of them…after all there are a lot of talentless hacks who think they can sing because of… aw never mind [Thank You] anyway.  In this immediate future we should fear the day our E-Wipers stop wiping for us, and save the world by learning to wipe tradish with the tish.

    -BR

Undo and Crackers

    Hey, there’s a new update for your operating system! Update now? If you don’t you won’t be able to use any new shit.  Ehhh, ehem yeaaaaaaaaah…. About that…. (long pause) ehh, regarding the recent update… everything you relied on this device for has been deleted.  On a brighter note: the screen is dimmer as a part of the new default settings, and the icons look smoother.  Please sign in here, Mr. Stoked.   Not you?  Please log in again.

     -BR