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Thumb-start Their Harley

August 7th, 2008 by kilawinguwak:kuririnmail.com

This is a song called “Thumb-start My Harley” by two of the biggest gods in the world of professional bass asskickery. Just watch Steve Bailey work his six string into an awesome frenzy - I still don’t understand how he managed his awesome, awesome tone - while Victor Wooten pounds away with his intense slap technique on the four-string bass.

The only awful thing about this vid is Greg Bisonette on the drums; he really looks strange in this song. Like some mutated guppy.

I Need a New Bass

August 5th, 2008 by kilawinguwak:kuririnmail.com

Looks like the band life’s about to get more interesting for me. My old band’s looking for a new bassist, and it looks like I’m It, for now. Normally, that’d be a good thing, because I do kinda miss playing with the boys. The problem is, these days, the music’s become . . . shall we say, complicated. So complicated that my 4-string GSR Ibanez won’t cut it.

So now I need to get a new bass. And lordy, those things are not cheap.

The baby I’m eyeing right now is the Ibanez GSR, not exactly the most beautiful of bass guitars, nor the most versatile, but this kid stems from the same lineage that my GSR 390 is from, so it’s tried and tested good:

Now if I can only raise the cash I need to get that baby. . .

Space Kids

August 4th, 2008 by kilawinguwak:kuririnmail.com

I woke up earlier than usual today, and since I couldn’t go back to sleep right, I fired up the Internet and searched for the oddest thing I could think of at the moment.

It just so happened that the first thing on my mind at the time was Mars. Yes, the planet. I don’t know. Ever since the report a couple of months ago that one of the newer rovers had found water on the planet - imagine! ice in a stellar body other than our very own! - the planet’s been stuck at the back of my mind. The amazing thing about it is that within the next few years, they’re thinking of releasing microbes in the environment, just to see if they’d survive.

Now, the question is: will Mars be able to support life as it is today? I’m guessing it can’t. There isn’t enough of an atmosphere on the planet to protect anything living from cosmic radiation.

But it’s interesting, no? If life manages to find a way to survive in the harshest of situations, then that says something about how scientists pereive life-surviving in planets. That would cause a pretty big upheaval in how modern science would define life as we know it.


August 1st, 2008 by kilawinguwak:kuririnmail.com

I’m a pretty huge guy, so exercise is by no means an important part of my day. Recently, I’ve been relying more and more on weight-based workouts, instead of what used to be my daily routine of thirty minutes of cardiovascular workout and an hour and a half of weight training using my own body weight. While a purely weight-oriented workout isn’t bad, there’s nothing quite like a good jog.

So earlier this week, I went back to running every morning. Since I’d put on some weight since I last jogged, I limited my running time to fifteen minutes. Now, the problem was that I wanted to run at the park near my house, but the park was still closed at five in the morning. Since waiting for six a.m. would seriously wreck my schedule (I did my weight workout right after the jog), I hauled myself over to the nearby bridge.

It wasn’t bad. It took twelve minutes back and forth, with a warm up and cool down period of four minutes. Good thing about five in the morning is that there aren’t that many cars in the morning, so the pollution’s not too palpable.

Fun thing about running is that after some time, it just feels natural. And it’s exhilirating. I mean like, wow. Really thrilling. You may be gasping for breath like a fish out of water afterwards, but man, you know you enjoyed yourself. And for a few moments, seconds before the adrenaline rush fades, you’re thinking that you’ll be doing this again tomorrow.

And that’s when you start feeling the pain in the knees. . .

The Water Vanishes

July 31st, 2008 by kilawinguwak:kuririnmail.com

I live in a town that could be described as something that was once a pretty important hub of the country. It practically still is, since it houses one of the biggest oil depots in the metro. So one of the things the residents have to put up with is the constant traffic composed mainly of huge trucks and tankers.

But the biggest problem in my area is that it lacks trees. The buildings aren’t that high either, so when the afternoon hits, the entire town becomes really, really parched.

Of course, that’s no problem,thanks to modern-day waterworks. But what happens when an unplanned water shortage occurs in the middle of the day?

Three words, man. Three words.





I wouldn’t have been surprised if the local waterworks’ telephone was off the hook that day. Haha. Serves them right, though.

So Once Again

July 22nd, 2008 by kilawinguwak:kuririnmail.com

Here I am with a cold. A really, really bad cold.

I’ve heard that working out regularly was good for you. That it strengthened your immune system. Funny thing is, no matter how strong your immune system got, you’re still susceptible to the most unbelievably adaptive virus in known history:

The common cold.

There is NO cure!

The worst part of the common cold is the headaches it can cause. You were planning on such a straightforward, simple day, and then you wake up with a frog down your throat, a very heady feeling, and a nose that covers more track per second than an F1 racer. And you know that the day that you were banking on is pretty much gone, thanks to the colds.

Gwar. Somebody invent something for this virus, fast. I don’t think I can stand having to deal with this much longer.

When it Rains

July 21st, 2008 by kilawinguwak:kuririnmail.com

It really does pour.

I lost my mobile phone the other day. I was on my way to a friend’s band rehearsal when the bloody object slipped out of my pocket and fell into the street. The problem is that I always always have big pockets, so things inside tend to jangle about. And when they do, shiny objects just slide out.

Sigh. Another phone down the drain. Goodbye phone. You were a good phone.

When Allergies Attack

July 12th, 2008 by kilawinguwak:kuririnmail.com

I’ve been stuck at home for the past few days due to an allergy that came with the full package of headaches, vertigo, and inflamed patches of skin, and if anybody ever tells me that it was just an allergic reaction in the future, I’ll rip him open a new one.

During my time with the dreaded condition (I can’t call it a sickness, although it kept me from going about with my usual work), I learned several things that every person with allergies should probably know, although heaven help me, it was one or two of the items on the list that actually got me in the end. So without further ado, here is the list of things that I relearned during these past few days.

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My New Game

July 7th, 2008 by kilawinguwak:kuririnmail.com

Remember how a couple of posts ago I was looking for a new game to take over my previous addiction to Wild Arms XF? Well, I’m a rather picky person when it comes to games - I don’t enjoy games as easily as most people do, so it takes me some time to find my new pick of the month. I went through Jeanne D’Arc, which was admittedly a pretty good game in itself, but the ending was kinda meh. I totally hated Iron Man, and honestly, the port of Valkyrie Profile wasn’t anything too special.

And then I found Tales of the World: Radiant Mythology.

I’ve always been a massive fan of Namco’s Tales series, and since the PSP is pretty much the only console I was willing to spring for, a Tales game that I could actually play apart from the ports of Phantasia and Eternia is always welcome.

And as with all Namco role-playing games, the animation is always immersive and epic:


Spidey Tattoo

July 3rd, 2008 by kilawinguwak:kuririnmail.com

Did you ever wish you were Spiderman? Well, this guy took the initiavite and turned himself into the friendly neighborhood wall-crawler with the help of a tattoo:

My friends are divided with their opinions. The females think it’s gross. The guys think it’s cool. That’s a tattoo, believe it or not. And it’s so bloody believable. Emphasis on bloody.

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