To Infinity... and beyond!

Beyond infinity. Odd.


I played a game. This game is called Mass Effect. It is a fun game. A controversial game. An almost-rip-off of KOTOR... With Lesbians!!!
Once you get past the 14 year olds getting hot and bothered over the (nicely rendered) in-game footage of their female character "getting it on" with their Blue-Skinned, trusty henchman (Who prior to this overly sensuous act has sensually melded her mind with yours a grand total of three times), the game settles down and plays quite nicely. It isn't too repetitive, in the same way that ironing isn't too repetitive (different clothes come and go but you're still just ironing). Gameplay can be fun (especially if you are evil) but it lacks the humour and general brilliance that was it's predecessor KOTOR (Knights Of The Old Republic). Good game, but they could have put more CONTENT into the thing.

In other news, I'm kinda vaguely basically almost but not quite in Me!bourne! yay!
In other other news, that's it for now!

See you when I see you!

To Xerox one's own face off...

Hello world, here's a song that we're singing...
C'mon get happy...
Well I never! People demanding from me things which I would not freely give at times of great hardship never mind now, indeed especially now because although the hardship is not great it is still a hard ship of sorts. Diversity. Bah.

I do not think, therefore I am. Or rather, I do not think deeply, therefore I am ignorant. And in the majority of cases, ignorance is indeed bliss. The world is such a cheesecake of an operation that the ruling creator (or ruling committee of so-called, self professed "creators" who sat around a table in suits arguing over who should do what and why the seas were that colour and what the hell is this bloody wheel thing anyway... while the world was created by the lower-middle class behind their backs partly to spite them, but mostly because the lower-middle classes were the only ones who did any actual work and as such knew precisly what the world was meant to be) had to have been so preoccupied with the actual creation of the damn thing that the mental states of the poor ape-like creatures who inhabited (and came to believe they ruled) the planet were largely left to fend for themselves, seeking answers where they could.

This of course led to widespread bouts of mild insanity throughout the land (which continues to this day), where the 'people' of the planet were so wound up with what to wear, whom to buy it from so the appropriate label could be stuck on it and who to then parade it in front of at work, that they completely failed to realise they were wasting their time/life/energy/money/general reason for being (whatever it is). Of course, many 'people' still do this today. They are ignorant of outside matters, real worldwide matters, and are content to be so, just so long as their telly is sufficiently wide and flat enough. And they are of course encouraged to do so, by other (more powerful) people who are also obsessed, albeit to a greater degree, with the exact same things. We are a people of ignorance. We are a people run by little green pieces of paper. We are a people of bliss.

I need a bath, see you when I see you.

FYI - I don't absolutely dissaprove

Here is a post from my other page, which is not a blog, A hatful of flame. A silly page, devoid of content (much like this one) yet has an important point to point out..

"Like other great orators before me, and indeed like other orators around me whom we shall call "AC's Contempories", I have begun to tell the tale of my life, with the help of TXH, THX, Dolby Digital and Sonie. I Shall soon be embarking on some crazy issue-filled life-style hell in which I write down stuff then set fire to it almost simultaneously. So I ask you a favour, nay a boon. If you work or have worked in the theatre or movie industry (whatever your job or role) if you have some crazy horror story or silly mishap or practical joke that happened there, please do not hesitate to email it to me at sandyclare@gmail.com. Thanks a bundle, and don't do anything I would!"

So, the point is this, if you have a story of any kind from working in the theatre or movie industry, do tell! Other than that, read my earlier post 'cause it's good (or at least it's better than this one) or visit this page if you are really bored... See you when I see you!

Cheers, MT.

Working Title: Bears on a Submarine

"Holy Chamomile-Tea Batman! It's been forever and a day since last we heard from MT!"
"Well, boy wonder, he is kinda busy, what with the being stuck in "The Bee" still with no way to contact the outside world."
"But Batman, doesn't he have a car, and money, and is soon moving up to Me!bourne?"
"You would think that, but no. He is in-fact broke, in debt (but soon to be out of it), his car's killing itself and Melbourne is odd. It's happening, he's just not too sure of the time frame. Not sure when it's happening."
"Wow Batman, you really are great!"
"Yes, now insert some more semi-homo-erotic comments into our conversation for me, I'm too tired to do it myself. Then, when you are ready, come to the "BatCave" where you and Albert can "read the sensors"..."
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"You are asking me to make you a sandwich... aren't you."
"With ham."

Yes, It indeed has been "forever and a day" since we last heard from me, or indeed since you last heard from me. I fear that... hell, there's that fear again... bastard of a thing! Piss Off!
Anyway, I fear that I shan't have a job, as I am jobless, and in need of a job. JOB! Boo hiss etc etc. But this is a minor inconvenience... for now. I foresee it becoming a major one in the near future if things are not rectified. With a Rect(c).

ummmm..... Other than that, I haven't really done much. Went to a thing, did somehting. Talked to a heap of people and made new-ish friends. I had met them before, but cemented my "friendly-ness" status with them, using something other than cement this time! (I learnt my lesson!) Also, Have been reading HIS DARK MATERIALS trilogy. It's in capitals because on the inside cover of the books (Northern Lights[re-named 'The Golden Compass' for the moronic Americans, I kid you not, then turned into a movie coming out Boxing Day! Yay!], Subtle Knife, Amber Spyglass) that's how it is written, mid sentence, where all other words are lower case. I saw, without meaning to, a trailer for The Golden Compass, and was impressed enough to go read the book first. The book impressed me enough I read it in one sitting, then demanded my mother track down the next two books (from a library) and I proceeded to read them the very next day, in an almost single sitting (I read The Subtle Knife and all of The Amber Spyglass bar the final chapter, had to go to the toilet, then resumed reading for that final chapter). The Books is good!

I need my life to stop being messy...

Oh, I'm in the ensemble for THE PRODUCERS so go me! I would have liked a role (I think I could have done quite a passable Bloom!) but really when it comes down to it, being in the ensemble, and being a bunch of minor characters, will be more of a challenge and hopefully more fun! can't wait!

And now I go, for I have much wallowing in.... self pity, amongst other things, less desirable things... I know you don't think self pity is desirable, but wallow in this other "stuff" and you will soon come to desire the pity of the self.

See you when I see you...
MT