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Story Time… But Where’s Raider3?
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Hailing frequencies…
raider3.livejournal.com
www.facebook.com/raider3
www.twitter.com/raider3
www.raider3.com and www.networkr3.com
For reference – www.flickr.com/photos/raider3_anime/4070736819
Off I go, out the door, backing out the driveway, down the road, and onto the freeway, towards my destiny….
("With My Own Hands, I’ll Make My Destiny!")
For now, there’s this little lengthy gem…
(This one’s a rehash of a short story concept I roughed out on LiveJournal almost a month ago…)
It started out like most of his nights after work, or times when he wasn’t doing anything in particular. It was probably last night, or it may have even been prior to this post.
He was seated in the nice new executive chair (Replaced the one with the cracked base, because he’s still a fat bastard.), at his computer, surfing the web, visiting a few of his usual sites, nothing out of the ordinary, just killing time, for time was all he had to spare at that particular moment.
However, the next moment was something which he would be wondering over for some time to come. It started with him lost in his site surfing, only to be interrupted by a voice that seemed somewhat familiar, saying, "You know, whatever it is you’re looking for, you won’t find it on this side of the screen." He turned around, to see what at first looked like himself, but not quite exactly himself.
Apparently this doppelganger was a few years older, yet he didn’t quite look it. (He always did have a young looking face in any case.) In fact, this new-and-improved Raider3 had the gray hair covered by a decent looking dye-job that came pretty damn close to his actual hair color (Dark brown, kind of auburn when the light hits it right.), worn about as long as he wore it in the early 2000s, yet decently trimmed and styled. He was considerably thinner, probably weighing in around 170 pounds ("Holy Shit, I guess I did follow through on my discipline to get my weight down and keep it down!"), and virtually free of any of the signs of baggy skin around the neck and eyelids that he feared he’d have in the wake of losing 140 pounds, save for some persistent worry wrinkles on his brow. A good look at his face showed none of the persistent pockmarks and scarring around the chin and neck from years of abusing the skin from using disposable razors for longer than they were intended. Come to think of it, the usual persistent "Fred Flintstone" effect after shaving was nowhere to be seen. ("Hmmm, did I carry out my threat to have laser hair removal?… Wait! Did I get my ears pierced?")
"Obviously, you do need to keep up with the progress you’ve made with trying to improve your finances, as well as your job skills, but sooner or later, you’re going to need to take a chance and do some things you never imagined yourself doing. You don’t have to do anything too drastic, just go with what you’re comfortable with. It’s probably going to entail you making some connections with people— HEY, are you even f___ing listening, or are you still gawking at me? Get a grip, Michael! It’s nothing you haven’t thought about before." However, present-day Michael still couldn’t pull himself away from noticing the rest of the obvious… improvements, if they were to be considered such. The older version Raider3 still wore blue jeans, though they weren’t quite as relaxed fit in the legs, and he still had his most recent leather jacket, though Michael noticed the new version him was sporting a button-down dress shirt, well-tailored, under said leather jacket. The whole effect was still evidently presenting a look of a well-to-do man who appeared to be in his mid-30s, yet somewhat more androgynous.
"OK, look, I’m going to make this very simple, in the hopes of maybe you’ll remember some of it when you come back down here to Planet Earth. You need to listen more to what some people are telling you. I won’t tell you who to listen to, because I know you’re smart enough to figure it out. As I said, you’ll need to make some connections with some people out there, people who are probably outside of your usual circles. Keep up with the efforts to improve your skills, your finances, and your overall health. You just need to be more assertive, and less afraid of what others may think of you. In the end, most of it really doesn’t matter. The ones who stay with you are the ones who matter the most, be it family and friends from your past, as well as people you have yet to meet. I have every bit of confidence that you’ll figure it out sooner or later."
And, with that, he turned and walked back out the bedroom door, but only making it as far as the doorway before turning back to tell his present-day self, "Oh, yeah… When 2011 came around, you did make your goal weight, and yes, you did take up Dominic’s suggestion to cosplay as a certain someone at a certain event – You got a lot of attention, but in a good way, and no, it didn’t really affect anything job-wise, or family-wise, for that matter. Well, except for a couple people out there, but in the end, it really didn’t matter. It opened up a few more doors than the handful of windows it closed." The future-Raider3 gave a disturbingly cute wink, turned back around, and made his way down the hall towards the front door….
Michael snapped back to reality, only to realize he had woken up from going to sleep in his own bed, rather than being in front of his computer surfing the web. "Damn, I’m really going to have to stop goofing around and actually go to bed when I say I am. I can’t believe I stayed up an hour on the net after coming home Patrick’s… Hey, where the hell did this LJ post come from?"
(An empty chair… I’ll come back to it when I’m ready, most likely in a few days. There’s a few big goings on this month.)
See You Again, and Happy 2010!
Kaitlin
Image by gwilmore
From a New Year’s Eve photoshoot I did with Kaitlin and her friend Sammie, who are both freshmen at NAU and home for the holidays. Kaitlin and I decided to do this shoot in the gazebo area behind the Chandler public library, where I had done another photoshoot with Marietta barely a month before. She appeared with her sister and a cousin, and Sammie arrived a couple of hours later, after she got off work. I had a wonderful time with both of them, and I think they did, too.
I came home with 256 exposures taken with the D90, plus another 37 shot in RAW format with my other camera. All but two of the RAW photos were taken by the cousin, who is 16 years old and interested in photography. After giving her some brief pointers on manual exposure, I handed her the D50 and told her to shoot away to her heart’s content, and she did a good job with it, especially considering that she had never seen or handled a Nikon D50 until that moment. A couple of her pictures may show up here later — properly attributed to her, of course.
Whenever I do a photoshoot like this one, I usually upload my best results first and save the others for later. But in this case, I got so many really good pictures that I doubt this one is even the best of the lot, although I do like it and it caught my eye very quickly as I was going through them in my computer a few hours after the shoot. So stay tuned; there will be lots of pictures of both Kaitlin and Sammie to follow this one into my photostream.
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