The Platinum Patriot Presents:

There seems to be a small problem placing DVDs and Blu-Rays on...

Fri, 10 May 2013 23:17:23 -0700

There seems to be a small problem placing DVDs and Blu-Rays on the same sized grill rack, wouldn’t you say? (I had it fall through completely to the floor like a Plinko chip twice trying to put it back.)

#poker nights just got a LOT more interesting at my place....

Thu, 02 May 2013 17:07:00 -0700

#poker nights just got a LOT more interesting at my place. #telltalegames #samandmax #borderlands #venturebros #gaming

O_o …I’m sure the first time people did a double...

Thu, 02 May 2013 17:04:42 -0700

O_o …I’m sure the first time people did a double take on this sign, there were some angry faces. #food #puns #punny

Putting on the usual #dorky charm at #PlayLIVE #nofilter #gpoy

Wed, 01 May 2013 01:14:56 -0700

Putting on the usual #dorky charm at #PlayLIVE #nofilter #gpoy

3 words: Weird. Al. Cards. Gonna be a good night at The...

Sun, 28 Apr 2013 19:10:07 -0700

3 words: Weird. Al. Cards. Gonna be a good night at The Alpocalypse tonight. \m/

Once more w/ feeling. #gpoy #greyscale

Mon, 22 Apr 2013 11:57:33 -0700

Once more w/ feeling. #gpoy #greyscale

An oldie but a fairly goodie. #gpoy #nofilter

Mon, 22 Apr 2013 03:48:42 -0700

An oldie but a fairly goodie. #gpoy #nofilter

Beta Testing Life 4.0 and upgrading to High Definition

Tue, 16 Apr 2013 19:28:32 -0700

Wow. What a ride. What a whirlwind. Chasing down dragons like Don Quixote with windmills, carrying as much as I can against the raging storm, adversity from all sides trying to bog down and put out the fire that burns inside of me to make a difference…

…and through it all, I’m still here.

I constantly evolve, absorb the wealth of information the world has to offer, taking in only the best that I can apply that fuels me to move forward. Many faces have come and gone through the last 28 years…

…and through it all, I’m still here.

There have been wars with demons…there have been wars with angels…there has been oppression, as well as liberation…there has been devastation as well as jubilation…there have been times where the world seemed to be at my fingertips…there have been times where the world could never have been farther…there were times where I couldn’t sleep because I was anxious about the opportunities of tomorrow…and there were times where I wanted to sleep forever so I didn’t have to wake up to tomorrow…

…and through it all, I’m still here.

I define milestones like most people today would define Achievements or Trophies: a point in your life where something so remarkable happens, you need a token of recognition to help define that lasting moment. Those milestones have been marked for me by computer term versions for life.

Life as I knew it changed first when I went to college after being expelled from 2 different High School in 2 years. The most drastic change of my life at the time, so I upgraded to Life 2.0. Nobody from Life 1.0 is still around as an acquaintance to this day.

During my academic struggles, where I was removed from the schools and hospitalized because of failure to cope w/ rejection in 2 different academic endeavors over the course of 5 years resulted in a small, but significant upgrade & subsequent recluse from what I knew. Hence, 2.5. Only a small handful of acquaintances made it through the cracks during this transition.

The next 3-4 years from that, I struggled to find my identity or drive and I felt rather complacent. During this time, where there was indeed a mark of humility where I could look at things in perspective and say “it could be worse” because of 2.0 struggles. During this phase, however, was when my most synonymous defining moments came to light at the expense of finding out the kind of person my own mother really is. That was when the transition came in and a “friend” that housed me in I understood how things should work and how some people clearly do not see the forest for the trees.

This was where I beta tested 3.0 and found the drive to really define something of myself. Getting away from that hostile situation into a desirable setting was absolutely beneficial…but short lived. I had to take recluse and build up from the ground up one more time, having seized what was rightfully mine during this time in order to live.

…the final piece of the transition happened during this time and even in this time, eliminating the final piece of stress that, even from a distance, caused me troubles not seen in 2.0… and he fell through the cracks as I ended it.

3.0 started in full swing about 2 years ago…and during that time, there WAS triumph in trying to make my way…but I had to run through hellfire to get it. SO much anguish and mental exhaustion during this time, where words meant nothing and went fleetingly just as fast as they came. Where I truly had to evaluate character over the context of his words and being deprived of sleep and energy…but knowing I still had to go on. I finally snagged a job long thought impossible to obtain, as I spent many times over a course of many betas to seize something truly of my expertise…but because of an ailing business, that, too, became fleeting… but my connections didn’t.

3.5 was a chance for me to grow and become my own man; to take charge…and that is what I had to do. No one was in my way from obtaining what I wanted…but sadly, just as many were there from previous betas to aid me in the fight, as they, too, grew distant…

…and now, comes the time where I’m beta testing 4.0. I officially have the charge, the drive and the means to take on the world by myself…but I know I cannot do it alone. I only need the people that will fully support and benefit my cause for, for lack of a better term, bringing the ‘humane’ back in humanity. Not for a religious or segregated agenda, but for the overall purpose of doing the right thing because it IS the right thing to do…

I have found my home in the places that I commute to…to the places that I call my Cheers and the people that help make that place home away from home…and I know that through the connections of wonderful, selfless people who will more than light the way for the great things to come, we all can make a difference…and I am so proud to be a part of it.

A Higher Definition of living is coming, Ladies and Gentlemen…and I hope in due time I can broadcast my love and ambitions for all the world to see in hopes that something sets that spark that inspires them like the influences that inspired me to get up and take charge.

…there is a wave of reason coming…

…and through it all, we will still be here.

#StandUp

The long awaited return of a standard definition of normal & entry into Life 4.0 Beta

Tue, 16 Apr 2013 18:52:47 -0700

Stay tuned. This will be a good one…

I have no idea what #game this is, but I couldn’t not see...

Fri, 12 Apr 2013 23:03:09 -0700

I have no idea what #game this is, but I couldn’t not see #gunter in this. #adventuretime

scifigrl47: lexxerduglas: dresdencodak: Inspired by Anita...

Fri, 12 Apr 2013 09:15:35 -0700

scifigrl47:

lexxerduglas:

dresdencodak:

Inspired by Anita Sarkeesian’s Video Game Tropes vs Women, I wanted to pitch a Zelda game where Zelda herself was the hero, rescuing a Prince Link.

Clockwork Empire is set 2,000 years after Twilight Princess, and is not a reboot, but simply another iteration in the Zelda franchise. It just so happens that in this case, Zelda is the protagonist. I’m a very big Zelda fan, and worked hard to draw from key elements in the continuity and mythos.

This concept work is meant to show that Zelda as a game protagonist can be both compelling and true to the franchise, while bringing new and dynamic game elements that go farther than being a simple gender swap.

Hope you like it!

HEY, NINTENDO!

LISTEN!

HEY!

HEY, LISTEN!

((LICKS SCREEN)) SWEET MOTHER OF GOD DO WANT.

You ever had #bacon IN your #waffles?!

Mon, 08 Apr 2013 08:25:03 -0700

You ever had #bacon IN your #waffles?!

#breakfast of Champions for #PapaPatriot

Mon, 08 Apr 2013 08:24:57 -0700

#breakfast of Champions for #PapaPatriot

#andbaconstrips #andbaconstrips #andbaconstrips

Mon, 08 Apr 2013 08:24:50 -0700

#andbaconstrips #andbaconstrips #andbaconstrips

So I’m starting the day in a little place off the beaten...

Mon, 08 Apr 2013 07:30:02 -0700

So I’m starting the day in a little place off the beaten path in Sumner w/ Corn Bread that tastes like cake…

…guess who found a reason to reopen his XBox Live account?...

Mon, 08 Apr 2013 02:31:09 -0700

…guess who found a reason to reopen his XBox Live account? This guy. @streetfighter

#sadie really misses #Gustav when he’s away. #puppy #dog

Wed, 20 Mar 2013 02:05:58 -0700

#sadie really misses #Gustav when he’s away. #puppy #dog

scruffythegodofthunder: So the first episode of Sherlock S3 is called “The Empty Hearse” which if...

Mon, 18 Mar 2013 12:58:06 -0700

scruffythegodofthunder:

So the first episode of Sherlock S3 is called “The Empty Hearse” which if you’re a Sherlock nerd like I am, the original story in which Holmes revealed he faked his death was call “The Empty House” and had Sherlock explaining to Watson his 2-3 years traveling the world. If they do keep that kind of premise, than would the end of 2x1 in which Sherlock saves Irene Adler take place after Reichenbach? It would make sense.

#themoreyouknow

movies-maniac-lover: There’s no one I’d rather be than...

Mon, 18 Mar 2013 06:04:05 -0700

movies-maniac-lover:

There’s no one I’d rather be than me.

#foreverthis

My Dreamscape for 3/18/13

Mon, 18 Mar 2013 03:27:59 -0700

I don’t usually do this, but after something that left me feeling this shaken and vulnerable, I had to take the time to jot this down. Some of you may know what this is, but for those that don’t: essentially, this is a dream journal. Some use these to try & find the hidden meaning to dreams by writing as much information they can about it the moment I wake up…and with it being 3:30 AM and taking a few minutes to recover before I physically turned on my phone, I’m calling wakeup time 3:24.
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So in the dream, I’m moving (by what mode or who with, I couldn’t tell you.) There is an announcement for a “multicast seminar”, which seemed like a live event with the same person in 2 locations. As Triple H is announcing this, multiple cop cars whiz past him, while he’s on a public street talking to kids. He stops his seminar, looks back & gazes at what looks like a flood of panic coming from an outdoor colliseum (kinda like the one by one of our casinos in town where I saw Toby Keith once.)

More cars are going by, but my view was fixated on Triple H as he was walking away. My “camera” was moving with him. He was slowly walking past a huge wave of traffic. Very non chalantly, he throws in his sledgehammer into the road like you would a spike in the dirt to pitch a tent…and that’s exactly what he did to an RV, pinning it into the road by the drive shaft.

I move onward to near the front isle row seats, helping people w/ their bags, as some sort of panic sets in. I grab mine and run out with the swarm…

…then, it looks like I’m with my Dad…and he seems very calm, but emotionless and rather somber. You kinda know that stoic parent look? Where you know something is wrong but they don’t give you any sign that something is? …it’s getting late, so he tells me so and that “we need to get you home.”

…this is where it gets weird… taking me home means taking me to a train station.

So we’re waiting around at a REALLY nice, rather open train station. (Not like the one in town I waited for #gustav in one time.) There are signs everywhere… and a generic, but particular PSA rings over the intercom: “Wanna get away? Earn Triple Points when you use your card for $1 more.”

…and I look over at Dad…he looks down…pauses for a moment…nods and says “…I think I need a vacation.”

(Even now as I’m writing this, the tears are coming back.)

Now, here’s a side note: in the last few years when I’ve been able to remember dreams or something had THAT much of an effect on me, there was a piece of music that would be the last thing I remember as I’m waking up. The last time this happened was almost 3 years ago when, after a very sleep deprived night and being uncertain of things at the time, I woke up to Michael Jackson’s “You are Not Alone” and 2 hours of sleep made me feel fully rested like I had 12.

(That, ladies and gentlemen, is why I will always argue Michael Jackson IS magical.)

So, as the train is preparing to leave, which feels more like the monorail in its travel, I’m next to my Dad and Eric Clapton’s “You Look Wonderful Tonight” comes on the radio. (This is probably my Dad’s favorite Clapton song. That or the one I enjoy hearing on the radio w/ him that I can immediately identify as a Clapton song.)

So as this comes on, Dad turns to me and says “..I’m gonna be getting away for a while.” …and I absolutely lose it. I’m sobbing like a baby on his arm, like I’m never going to see him again. I hear him say “…it’s okay, it’s only going to be for the week.” …but it doesn’t help.

Side note: I’m certainly not dependent on my Dad for everything and I feel terrible when I have to borrow money. I’ve flat turned him down when he’s offered me money. We try to stay in as much contact as we can, because w/ the Discovery ID cases we watched: when someone was murdered, some of the time they didn’t know until weeks or even months after they didn’t call. So early on, Dad & I established we should still call & talk to each other at least once every few days. If we don’t hear from the other for more than 5 days, something is wrong.

…and the last thing I remember was kinda blurred in speech, but it was something to the effect of “…if you let go now, I’ll help you out.” …or something to that effect. Essentially: Dad would still be providing or watching out for me while he’s away.

Even though I didn’t fully feel calm, I eased my fear slightly…letting go…

…and that’s when I woke up.

I wanted to cry even as I was awake. Tears were still in my eyes and a few more were shed. It was all I can do to wheeze out any angst I had.

That is why I had to document this…because I’m sure I’ll be analyzing this w/ someone…and I pray that I’m wrong on all my notions.