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Created 2nd May 2008 23:04
I posted this as an anniversary column (#50) over at MYM - http://www.mymym.com/en/article/715.html - but since it's not a SC column, i thought i'd treat it differently. From the “there are 2 kinds of people: people who like me and people who can go fuck themselves” series, Crocodildo Productions proudly presents: vhallee’s first trip abroad! By the way, I dedicate this to ToT)Mondragon(, whom I would sexually please 3 times a week if given the chance. He knows why. So I went to Germany a few days ago cause I had some sort of business and this trip lasted for 3 days. How was it? I’ll let you be the judge of that. Keep in mind that this is the first time I get in touch with a fucking airplane. It all started on Wednesday, when I had to take a minibus to arrive at the airport (!) where I was gonna take the plane (!) to Berlin. From that point on, I was supposed to take the train to Hamburg and then a taxi to the hotel. This whole experience can be considered like a peasant’s trip to the big cities; at least that’s how embarrassing I felt. The day started pretty good, meaning that I forgot to take my phone charger (I had to call my sister – and I don’t really do this unless I really REALLY have no other option – to make her come to the bus station asap… I couldn’t risk losing the bus wtf?!); next best thing was that I was accompanied by some dark-skinned Romanians also known as gypsies: they were pretty jolly, smelling pretty bad, talking pretty loud and spitting sunflower seeds pretty often out the bus window throughout the ride. I FELT EMBARRASSED. I arrive at the airport and I felt like such a peasant: the sheer technology that surrounded me was more than a young Romanian could take. Of course I got lost, so I had to do that annoying thing: ask people for directions. I eventually got to the check-in zone and I had some time to kill. That’s when I noticed the best part of spending time in an airport: the girls. Thank god for airport chicks! Anyways, so I got to that X-Ray device and this was the point where luggage stuff started disappearing: that juice bottle has got to go, the shaving cream tube is too big, that wallet is too thin, the shampoo is also too much. I’m kidding: they let me keep the shampoo. I FELT ROBBED. Then I got into that duty-free zone, where you can buy stuff that doesn’t have tax on it. What-ever! Like I care… they had TV! And this one was called – hold on to your breasts – Airport TV, where they kinda aired the most grotesque shows ever since The Flinstones and their futuristic counterparts, The Jetsons: - “Gags just for laughs” – search it, but only if you have mastered all the steps in the “Anger Management” book: it’s basically about making fun of the poor victims that happen to pass by the prank zone. I don’t understand how some Canadian producers got a hold of some cash and decided to make something funny are not in jail for the murder of humor as we know it. Not a single muscle on my face expressed anything even remotely related to a smile. I was in pain there. The torture that they submitted us all to is something guaranteed to get them a reservation to the fiery pits of hell. - “Just kidding!” – when you thought that “Gags just for laughs” is the worst possible idea for a comedy show, they take it to a level below. Same shit, no different ideas, but even worse pranks. May god have mercy on your souls. - Various 30-second clips from the “did you know that…” kind: did you know that a cockroach can live 7 days without its head? Well, there’s a reason I didn’t know that, you sick fucks! Finally, my torment came to an end when they announced that the boarding procedure has just started, and yes, I had some gypsy companions too. Now, since it was my first flight, I put on a diaper – just in case – because thanks to some childhood drama (I broke my left arm twice on two different occasions cause of falling from heights… nvm) I kinda got scared like shit from being anywhere high except the 1st or 2nd floor at most. 10.000 meters are a lot of 1st floors put together. I fasten my seatbelt, I listen to all the preaching, including how to buckle a seatbelt and shit like that. Wow, thank you for removing any shadow of doubt regarding those god damn things; now I am one level closer to universal understanding. After this whole educational session, the captain starts telling us (in a nice Engrish dialect) that we’ve got about 1000 km to go and we’ll go up about 13.000 m in the air, traveling at about 860km/h. Holy shit, I got into the wrong flight! They changed my ticket with the physicist convention flight -_- Anyways, the flight itself was annoyingly safe, well as long as we ignore the possibility of a good old gang-bang, whose stars would be the flight attendants. I FELT NAUGHTY. Before we were about to actually land, the captain (who probably thought it would be nice to let us know about this) started using some nice and jolly Engrish, which could only make me daydream about those nice communism-filled days that came as a gift from Russia to Romania. When the plane landed, I started hearing a good portion of the passengers applauding. Yes, they were Romanians… but I kept wondering: why are they clapping? Does this thing only happen often enough to worth applauses? I FELT FEAR. I got to see and feel the German air (which is much more evolved than that shit we had in Romania, I could feel it) and I enjoyed it. We then headed to the passport control booths and I just couldn’t wait to get to the city. However, the control dudes had something else in mind: so it’s my turn to show my ID, I go there, the German cop keeps looking at the ID, at me, at the ID, at me, at the ID, at me (it’s 9 years old and it looks like I’m trying to get by them using my kid’s ID), in which time I looked at him normal, then a bit confused, then awkward, then worried. Then this guy says “Please step aside”, and starts checking everyone else EXCEPT ME. OK, now I’m scared like shit. Did they find the snakes I put on the plane?Did they discover my massive dildo smuggling activities? Did they find out I spit in a principal’s soup while I was chef for the high school summer camp? I was only thinking about the worst. Then this guy walks with my ID to the next booth, they start talking in German, but mein Deutsch ist fuckin schlecht, so yes, I got more worried. After that he tells me that he will be back soon. Tension was building up faster than those Jerry Springer shows (when is he gonna punch her? Now? Now? Now?!), but he eventually came back and told me that my particular ID type (since is old as shit) has been involved in many not-so-legal stuff and that’s why they were treating me like that. This incident proved to me what I secretly knew but didn’t accept it as true: most Romanians born in 1985 were involved in criminal acts throughout the German territory. No need to mention that those 20 minutes or so seemed like 4 and a half human lives… I lost the first train from Berlin to Hamburg but that was no reason for me to be worried: I had the chance to explore the train station and its surroundings! It wasn’t as exciting as I hoped, mainly because – and I repeat – mein Deutsch ist fuckin schlecht. I didn’t know which is the track I was supposed to go to, I didn’t know where to buy a ticket (using my German skills I later managed to convince someone that I’m not asking for crack and I needed help in operating that ticket ATM), I didn’t know exactly how many stops I had to go (but there were many people in the train, so I obviously went to ask the prettiest girl – beautiful people tend to get out more, so she HAD to know the places, well at least according to my iron-like philosophy that I just explained. Ah, that and because, well, you know… gay people trust pretty girls more). I FELT PANIC. But I eventually made it to Hamburg, where I took a taxi, a Mercedes Benz, I might add. (What? I told you I felt like a peasant in the city). When I reached the hotel room, I knew I would feel even better. I was tired as hell, but everything was just pointing towards the words “hell yeah!”. The next day I finally understood why I had that good feeling: because the conditions were just like in any man’s dream. I mean a clean and tasteful room, a nice view, great food and a middle-aged Spanish dude with funny English as housekeeper. After doing what I came there for, I had some time to explore the city and since I traveled so much with so many means of transportation (basically all of them, except the Batplane and the KITT ), that I decided to go on foot around Hamburg. Since I’m a nature lover, it was even easier, and I did what a male full of testosterone such as me would do: I walked for about 10 minutes and when I found a mall, I buried myself there, going on a shopping spree. I FELT SHAME. I got back to the hotel, drank some German beers (don’t ask me for the name, I just bought some that had German names) and basically passed out. It was a full day and I was tired. But not tired enough to let the TV alone, so I turned it on to see some German shows. They were appealing to me like a book does to a kid: ooo… pretty pictures… but then this game show where they ask people about stuff by their taxi driver and if they get it right, they win money. If you live in Germany and you can’t find someone to take your smart friend (you know, the kind of dude that is intelligent, but not exactly the soul of a party) to the library, use the taxi cause you might actually thank him for being good at history and physics. And check out one of the contestants: Nuff said. The next morning was the one where I was supposed to go back from Berlin to Prague and from there to Bucharest: another chance for me to lose some more of my stuff at the airport check-in (only lost the shampoo and 2 large dildos this time; the smaller ones were ok) cause I might endanger the passengers with my excessively large Head and Shoulders. The Czech plane was looking… hmmm… interesting, if we judge the bright yellow stripes over the propellers. The flight was basically the same: hot flight attendants, nice Engrish from the Czech crew, etc… only differences were the tiny cold sandwiches (pretty good actually, especially if you have consumed a considerable amount of alcohol the night before and food was not your thing at the time) and the lack of Romanians – they were only 2 or 3 and they only manifest themselves in packs, so it was a rather silent flight. I FELT BORED. I arrived in Prague and there wasn’t much time before my flight to Bucharest so I can’t tell you anything about the city. The good part is that I spotted some Romanians (you can recognize them quite easily after you meet them once) and I was lucky enough to be close to this guy: Well now, don’t jump to conclusion and call him a douche, just cause he wears sunglasses in the plane, or that he wears a sleeveless shirt so that we can admire his poorly tattooed siren, anchor and barbed wire around his muscles (that he keeps reminding us about by flexing them if he blows his nose, ties his shoelaces or stretches to reach for something obviously unreachable), or that he laughs loudly and in a rather… let’s say devolved way… at some atrocious jokes with his buddies. I FELT GOOD. I remember it was a shitty weather, with a bad case of rain, and this made my flight come 10 minutes later. I can’t believe how humble and how sorry the crew was: they clearly do not know our transportation habits (I remember a few months ago, the train that was supposed to take me to the city where I study arrived in the train station 1 hour later and it stayed there for another 1.5 hours, before I said “fuck it”, took my bags and went back home): the minibus from Bucharest to my city did 4 hours instead of 2. I love my country, I’m just bad at showing it. | |||||||||||||||||||
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Created 22nd May 2007 10:33
I am a StarCraft player. I love playing it and it's like wine: the older, the better. Getting tired of playing this game has not gone through my mind yet. However, I can't predict what tomorrow can bring. Blizzard just announced the sequel to this legendary game in South Korea, the mother-country for StarCraft and the first opinions were pretty good. But let's not jump to conclusions and treat the StarCraft II PROJECT as a game, at least not yet. Remember StarCraft: Ghost? That was a project as well, and it didn’t get to see the sunlight. I’m not saying this is the future for the game that Blizzard just announced, but I treat this subject with caution, and I’m a bit skeptical since we have barely seen the tip of the iceberg. Blizzard is known for releasing games that are extremely close to perfection. Even though I do not consider WarCraft III as a balance success, I may say that simply because I don’t know it that well. I must admit that I haven’t been attracted to it, so why bother trying it? I think I may have a “new-game allergy”, because most of the new games I see are only to be played for a short time; they don’t seem to last as much as the old ones because the concept is lacking serious bits. The game producing company that I despise the most is perhaps EA Sports. Its concept of creating a new game can be describes like this: take an old game, make a new edition each year, with better graphics and less creativity and concept, and rip off the gamers. Those guys usually like to simulate sports from what I know, and I think that they are failing miserably in doing this. Playing football, basketball or whatever sports on the PC is something that can’t get worse. The real thing is far from being captured by this EA company. They lack so much ingenuity that the brand is the only thing keeping them alive. With StarCraft II, Blizzard is trying to revive the general interest for those 3 races, probably by bringing back the weak players who abandoned it because they did not understand it. A good choice, I may say, and I hope you Blizzard guys succeed in that. But the pressure to make a worthy sequel for StarCraft is just so high, that I wouldn’t want to be an employee working on it right now. I understand that their brand as a “flawless game releasing company” is probably at stake with this new project, but I think this may very well be said for each game that they release. So far, they have not let us down with a sloppy game, so it’s not the time to start doing it now. Watching what everyone managed to see until now, I can’t say I’m overjoyed or disappointed. I’m undecided since, if we remember well, it took StarCraft 8 patches to be the game it is. 3D graphics and new units are the so-called “eye-candies”, the shiny nickels that will attract the gamers in the first phase. These things don’t last too much so there had better be an alternative solution. I remember when Metallica’s bass player, Jason Newsted, left the band and was replaced with Rob Trujillo (who was recommended by Ozzy, since they played together). Everyone couldn’t wait much longer for the new album, and when St.Anger came out, it was a sellout. I don’t think that this happened because it was good, but because it was Metallica. Curiosity sold out and gave a Platinum album to them. The same thing is with Blizzard: anxious to get their hands on the new StarCraft, they will rush to buy it as fast as they can. Basing your investment on that is a small term solution, so the pressure is even bigger. Will they manage to overwhelm curiosity and loyalty with quality once more? Time will tell. | |||||||||||||||||||
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Created 17th May 2007 08:49
(Updated: 12th June 2007 07:43)
this is where i will post the links to my weekly SC column. hopefully the ggnet visitors will like it. enjoy :) column #1 http://www.meetyourmakers.com/article/227.html column #2 http://www.meetyourmakers.com/article/232.html column #3 http://www.meetyourmakers.com/article/240.html column #4 http://www.meetyourmakers.com/article/249.html column #5 http://www.meetyourmakers.com/article/262.html column #6 http://www.meetyourmakers.com/article/276.html column #7 http://www.meetyourmakers.com/article/283.html column #8 http://www.meetyourmakers.com/article/289.html column #9 http://www.meetyourmakers.com/article/300.html column #10 http://www.meetyourmakers.com/en/article/315.html column #11 http://www.meetyourmakers.com/en/article/316.html column #12 http://www.meetyourmakers.com/en/article/334.html column #13 http://www.meetyourmakers.com/en/article/342.html if you like them, take your time and add a comment. i will appreciate it :) | |||||||||||||||||||
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Created 21st March 2007 12:28
(Updated: 21st March 2007 12:29)
The fight between the two sides, MBC/OGN and KeSPA/IEG, is not over yet. The main problem is the lack of communication, and with the recent details, the situation seems to get clearer. Or does it? KeSPA, or Korean e-Sports Association, bought the broadcasting rights, which now are the greatest source of inconvenience, as OGN and MBC are now supposed to buy them. The first plan for the ProLeague was designed by GameTV, which then sold it to OGN. After that, OGN developed the SKY ProLeague, while MBC managed the TeamLeague. In appears that KeSPA intervened, and now it claims rights over the broadcasting procedure, while sustaining that it will ensure the growth of the e-Sports scene in Korea. The recent partnership between KeSPA and IEG was the proof that KeSPA’s intent is serious. However, voices say that the actual creators, OGN and MBC should be the ones in charge of this situation, mainly because the effort and resources that they invested in this whole industry. In the negotiations phase, IEG demanded OGN and MBC to pay $200.000 each for one year of broadcasting, since KeSPA sold those broadcasting rights to IEG. Another partner for KeSPA is FiFo, who sustains its ways, claiming that competition will ensure the rise, and eventually the expansion of the StarCraft scene. The idea was that since there is competition, only benefits should arise, just like in capitalism. Others say that FiFo may have an agreement with KeSPA, and that once the deal is done, FiFo may get a pat of the profit. The KeSPA Cup was the first event with KeSPA and IEG in charge, and it actually proved to be a failure. The other broadcasting companies refused to collaborate, so KeSPA and IEG recommenced the negotiations with OGN and MBC. The next negotiation proved to be a failure as well: KeSPA and IEG demanded $250.000 for each company per year, while MBC and OGN said they will pay $130.000 each for 1 year. These are the most important ones, but there still are a couple more that were not solved as well. The broadcasting issue is extremely important because OGN and MBC can only exist from these broadcasting rights. KeSPA claims they are entitled to have them, but if we consider other sports, an association corresponding to KeSPA should manage and promote the ProLeague, although OGN and MBC did this ever since the beginning. Right now, the pro-teams are with KeSPA and IEG, while the fans are on ONG/MBC’s side. The problem is that no one actually knows the whole fact, besides the parts involved, and that’s why it is so tough right now. We are witnessing a critical period in StarCraft’s Korean scene, and all that we can do now is to hope that we will be able to watch those games again without any compromises. Although it seems less probably that this will happen soon... | |||||||||||||||||||
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Created 19th March 2007 15:41
KeSPA says: sAviOr (team CJ Entus), the man who is known as the maestro, is the greatest player of 2006. Yes, he is. I think he watched that Bruce Lee interview too many times: “Water can flow, or it can crash. Be water, my friend!” He’s too god damn consistent, what can you do? Hullah wins BW4Ever Finals This Polish Zerg from Templars of Twilight defeated MYM.SEn in the BW4Ever finals with a flawless 3-0 score (SEn, you deserve a big spanking for this!), after defeating MYM.Testie in the semi-finals and LRM)ReasoN in the quarter-finals. GG Hullah! find more (if you like it) here: http://www.meetyourmakers.com/en/article/227.html | |||||||||||||||||||
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hi vhallie hope u have good nowdays
hi Esc.Vhallee :p how are you guy ? i hope you remember me ^^
Dude since u have dissy there tell him to buy you a burger to make me and him even... he owes me one and i dont think ill ever get it.. ^^
hello=)
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Mighty vhallee
ah lol oko then i guess i heard u. Pretty good
hehe I'm not sure if I listened to u though. U were the one who talked a little bit about Obama and online poker etc.. ?
radio show over?
Yo Vhallee it's me SyS.Kira ! Gl & Hf
my friend !
my friend !