Best-of Me Around the Internet (Part 1)

I do a lot of stuff online that isn’t on this blog, so I thought I’d do a best-of sort of post that highlights some of my favorite art/writings/blogs/videos/etc. that I have up around the net. 

First up is from my tumblr, which is dedicated to all the sketches and drawings I do. I felt inspired to draw a preying mantis one day, and I love the way I positioned its limbs. What do you think?
 

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oxyborb.com

Oxyborb is my gamertag, but I also named my nerd-culture blog it. One of the most popular posts I’ve written was about Super Smash Bros. for 3DS and Wii U. This mega-sized blog has tons of illustrations done by me!

From the Super Smash Bros. for 3DS and Wii U Mega Blog

 

So, I think Animal Crossing deserves 3 character slots. I think each could be a unique, non-clone character. I think Tom Nook should have a Red skin. Shovel Knight would be an amazing 3rd party addition. Dillon needs to be upgraded from Assist Trophy. Ridley is not too big, so shut up. Skull Kid would be wicked. Impa could be a heavier Sheik. I want the giant blue pig version of Ganon to be a character, separate from Ganondorf. Petey Piranha is still one of my favorite ideas, using tornadoes and slime as attacks. Nintendo needs to purchase every aspect of Super Mario RPG, and then Geno needs to have a new game made starring him (see pun for details) and a spot on the roster. King K. Rool is more interesting than Dixie.

 

My music at Soundcloud!

I’m also a songwriter. I wrote an album and two of my buddies helped me perform and record it. One of my favorite songs is here for your listening pleasure.

My song, Explicit:

 

poetsrevolver.blogspot.com

 A Poet’s Revolver is a blog all about my life and thoughts and other stuff. I post photos and tell stories about events. One of those posts was about the time I and a friend went to Chicago and basically partied and went nuts every night.

 

From the My Wild Random Road Trip to Chicago:

 

We stayed the night at a friend from high school’s place and jammed out with his roommates. We went to a Spy Store, and checked out a bunch of weird spy gear you can buy. The next day we did coffee and then visited an old friend who used to run ITP (my old theatre company). We caught up, did a random hike, and talked with his fantastic girlfriend about dinosaur sign language and compared swords…

After that, I met my traveling bud’s college friends at a pub, and we ate lunch (I had brussel sprouts). We then went to a hilarious musical comedy called “Cupid Has A Heart On” and then went out clubbing. We danced until 3am and were brought up to V.I.P.P. status, which was crazy. I don’t even want to write all the crazy things that brought us up there. It was a fantastic night, though.

unravelatlas.blogspot.com

 

The Unraveler’s Atlas is a monthly creative experiment I do. Each month, I create a new fantastical beast that I might use (or already have used) in my fiction writing.

From Arbuscula:

 

The Arbuscula is a sentient tree creature. It has four spiderlike legs and a great maw of a mouth. Some of the leaves are light-sensitive, which give the arbuscula a sense of sight. Arbuscula come in a variety of appearances and several different tree-breeds have been discovered.

Although they are very hostile, they will often sit quietly and wait until their enemies leave. Any small-sized prey, however, will be killed if the risk is low enough.


harrisonaye.com

My first name is David, but my pen name is Harrison Aye (my middle name). My ultimate goal in life is to become a novelist and create worlds for readers to explore. The Unraveler is the novel I’m focusing on, so this blog is themed after it. But I post other writings on it as well. What I’m sharing here is a short story fan fic set in the Harry Potter universe. While that sounds lame, this is a story I was forced to write because the idea I had was so good that it screamed at me to come out. It’s not like other fan fic, but set in the past with characters well before any of the main book series.

 

From The King of Azkaban:

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     “So, why don’t you leave, then?” the ruined man asked. He looked a dementor himself, wearing a ratty black cloak over his striped garb and having a face so sunken it barely existed at all.

     “Erik, as I have told you many times before, I have as much left to go to as you do,” Sirius Black responded. “I’m old, hurting.”

     Erik coughed and laughed at the same time. “As much as I had, you have now. Azkaban is my home, my doom.”

     “Is that why the dementors leave you alone?” Sirius asked.

     “No, my friend. They leave me alone for the opposite reason that they ignore you.”
“Because I can transform into a dog?”   “Dogs, like yourself, are innocent, subjects to their upbringing.”

     “If you’re the opposite of innocent, then you’re guilty. You’re not the only one here who is.” Sirius laughed into his hands.

     “No, I’m not, but I hold regret and desire punishment for my crimes, which is the opposite of knowing that you’ve been wrongly accused. I am a ruined man, and I made myself this way. I have no emotions to feed them.”

     “What did you do that was so bad?” Sirius asked.

     Erik raised a bony white arm and pointed out the narrow slit in the stone.
Sirius did not bother to squint and peer through. Erik meant the dementors. What else could be out there? “What about them?”
“It’s quite the tale.”
“I have time, obviously,” Sirius said, stretching his arms and folding them behind his head. “I’m stuck here, the same as you, Erik.”

     “Only I am stuck, and Erik isn’t my name. It’s Ekrizdis, and I’m nearly eight hundred years old.”

     And so Ekrizdis told his story, and Sirius listened.

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Harry Potter should have married Hermione Granger

Recent news outlets report that J. K. Rowling is having a few regrets about who-ended-up-with-who. They’re saying that she said that Harry and Hermione should have gotten married, not Hermione and Ron. I agree, but before I explain why, I should say why I think that J. K. initially chose to join Weasley to Granger. The reason is simple: By marrying Harry to Ginny and Hermione to Ron, Ron became Harry’s brother-in-law and Hermione, his sister-in-law. Also, the rest of the Weasleys, including his new go-to mom Molly, became Harry and Hermione’s in-law family. It was a clean ending, and it gave Harry what he wanted most: family (remember, that is what he saw in the mirror!).

But, no. Ron and Hermione would have gotten divorced with a few years.

Hermione is a tortoise. Slow and steady. Her decision-making is about well thought out plans using wisdom and logic.Ron is a jackhammer. Rash. Emotion-based decision-making, rather than logical. He is stubborn. Passive-aggressive.

It would have been a hard marriage with that sort of mix. They had plenty of communication issues throughout, and they would have had more during their marriage.

Harry, on the other hand, is not quite so emotionally charged in his decisions. He leans to emotional, but not in such an extreme as Ron. He’s more of a mix of logic-vs-emotion, imo. Regardless, he was always willing to, at least, listen to Hermione. Ron was far more rash.

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Also, Ron, let’s be honest, never seemed all that attracted to Hermione. Other than that one forced moment when he says she has nice skin, Ron pretty much friend-zoned Hermione. He didn’t ask her out to the dance. He didn’t snog her when he could have. Hermione seemed interested, but not him, not until she had a scary experience in the Chamber of Secrets… almost like Ron wouldn’t kiss her unless it was in a Chamber of what he wanted to keep Secret.Harry, I think he could have been attracted to Hermione, if J. K. had wanted to swing the story that way. Honest truth, I think Harry should have ended up with Luna Lovegood. I really think that he bonded with her weirdness, her understanding of life-and-death, her observations of the world. Ginny started timid, and I don’t feel like Harry would have been attracted to that. She became a little bossy, and I don’t feel like he would have liked that, either. However, I have to give the actress that played Ginny props, she was very good at building tension in the scenes she was in with Harry.

the end

I just watched the Half-Blood Prince the other day. Harry and Hermione are looking out of the tower. Romantic. They even held hands for a bit.

Ron was sitting off on the stairs.

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Keyshawn’s father had become wealthy creating parts for entertainment electronics. His father was renown for his genius; an artist of product that set the industry standards as he invented them.

 

Keyshawn had followed in his father’s footsteps, but he was worried that he would never live up to his family name. The old man noticed this and so gave his son a hint:

“You know, the secret is simple; keep making it smaller.”

 

Keyshawn’s face had gone blank. The stress of the upcoming funeral. The feelings over his father. The last thing Keyshawn needed was a cryptic puzzle to work out.

 

“No, son, I mean for you to keep inventing the same inventions I have, just keep making the parts smaller. That is half of what innovation is all about; making electronics smaller.”

 

His father died that night. Keyshawn had him cremated and then dusted him into a cigar box. His company would go on.

First!

First!

Aloe.
This is a ginger’s best friend.
the cool whisper of a child’s mother after a day on
the beach.
I remember lizarding after a Seattle constant cloud-covered rainy cold and misty winter, I remember them laying out on the park grass soaking in the summer. I remember the braless wonder, the hobo on the baseball field, and the line at Subway that extended to the outside but nobody cared.
I walked there to be healthy, like we always said we wanted to be.
But you left McDonald’s wrappers in the backseat and I lost ten pounds.
and you bought gym memberships you never used and I lost another five
and I cooked a vegetable soup and you cooked a pie
and I blamed the winter’s sadness but you blamed me.
I walked the beach alone, I never told anyone
and I scooped up the cold northern ocean and sifted it through
my fingers.
the lizards lay face-down on the beach
my skin peeled the next day
and I knew I wanted to leave

This is the first blog post of an experiment. I’m going to use this space to freely write down whatever I want on whatever topic at random. I might click “random article” on Wikipedia and go from there. I might wake up late at night and type until I fall asleep. I don’t know. It’s going to be complete randomness.

Why?

Writing jogs my brain into motion, and lately I’ve been feeling like my brain is absolutely overloaded with everything ever. I have so much cooped up in my head, and I need an extra outlet to get it all out. So, there’s that. It’s expelling randomness.

Sometimes it will turn into a story.
Sometimes a poem.
Sometimes random facts.
Sometimes satire.
Sometimes complete garbage.
I don’t know.
It could become anything.

I’m going to try to use the backspace key as little as possible, so I will definitely leave spelling errors and other things in fairly often. Freewriting is about going fast and not looking back, right? So, that’s what this will be.

I’m not going to advertise this. It’s going to just be a random end of the Internet, and if you’ve read something enjoyable on here, that’s totally awesome. If not, then whatever.