Thursday, April 9, 2015
I'm so mad
Broke Ass Bitch Food Journal
5:31am- Coffee 194
8:30am- Coffee 194
859am- Cereal 280
1: 30pm- Chicken Soup 210
4:56pm- roll 205
9:38pm- I'm so fucking hungry right now I might kill a person. What is this madness?
Total- 1083
8:30am- Coffee 194
859am- Cereal 280
1: 30pm- Chicken Soup 210
4:56pm- roll 205
9:38pm- I'm so fucking hungry right now I might kill a person. What is this madness?
Total- 1083
My Dad's Surgery/Recovery
So I mentioned earlier that my dad is in the process of fatting himself to death. I don't think that a lot of people, because of the obesity epidemic in the US, tend to realize how dangerous weight-related medical complications can be. Most fat is actually stored between your organs, not in an external place where it's super noticeable. This means that the organs are under more pressure than they would be in a non-obese body.
Everyone seems to realize that having that kind of pressure on your veins is awful; pretty much everyone in the US can tell you what their blood pressure is and where it falls on a health scale. But it's been a real shock to me, since dad came out of surgery, how few people can apply that principle to their organs at large.
Basically with him, the pressure on his organs, combined with a virtually fiber free diet (like most Americans) to cause a series of ruptures through his digestive tract. Because the tissue lining his tract was so overworked, it had been worn too thin to immediately correct. If they had stitched the ruptures back together, there was an extremely high chance that the new intestines wouldn't be able to handle the hostile environment, and would just break open again. Therefore the doctors elected to give him a colostomy bag, allowing his digestive process to completely avoid the ruptured areas. He HATES that bag.
Also, because of all the infection, the doctors had to make a series of incisions to let that all drain out of him. And he'll be in IV and oral antibiotics for at least six months, in an attempt to get that under control. When he came out of surgery, my mom sent me a pic of him with NO CONTEXT WHATSOEVER with just the caption "show this to your brother".
So that was great of her. Looks like some fucking horror movie shit, right? Those incisions go all the way past that subcuanious layer down to the infection, which has to drain out of him before he'll be a candidate for surgery. Now that he's home he pretty much just has to change the dressings, take his meds, and go back to Lexington once a week to check in with his surgeons.
Fun times.

Basically with him, the pressure on his organs, combined with a virtually fiber free diet (like most Americans) to cause a series of ruptures through his digestive tract. Because the tissue lining his tract was so overworked, it had been worn too thin to immediately correct. If they had stitched the ruptures back together, there was an extremely high chance that the new intestines wouldn't be able to handle the hostile environment, and would just break open again. Therefore the doctors elected to give him a colostomy bag, allowing his digestive process to completely avoid the ruptured areas. He HATES that bag.
Also, because of all the infection, the doctors had to make a series of incisions to let that all drain out of him. And he'll be in IV and oral antibiotics for at least six months, in an attempt to get that under control. When he came out of surgery, my mom sent me a pic of him with NO CONTEXT WHATSOEVER with just the caption "show this to your brother".
So that was great of her. Looks like some fucking horror movie shit, right? Those incisions go all the way past that subcuanious layer down to the infection, which has to drain out of him before he'll be a candidate for surgery. Now that he's home he pretty much just has to change the dressings, take his meds, and go back to Lexington once a week to check in with his surgeons.
Fun times.
Tuesday, April 7, 2015
Retro Game Review: Wario's Woods

Oh, Wario. Mario's cousin who isn't quite evil enough to be considered a villain, but who has a long-standing grudge against Mario. Today, he is perhaps best known for his minigame extravaganzas, but at one point he had a deep desire to become a game star in his own right. He had platformers, weird mouse-based games akin to Mario vs Donkey Kong, and my personal favorite: Puzzle games. When I was younger, I had an SNES, and Wario's Woods was one of my favorite games. Ever. Of all time. To this day, I would stay it's STILL my favorite puzzle game. It's stood the test of time, being rereleased as a wiiware title. However, as a child I had NO IDEA that this had been released on the NES at the same time it came out for SNES!

It was, in fact, one of the last games released for the NES, and the only one, to my knowledge, to receive an ESRB rating. The rating, for those who are curious, is “KA: Kids-Adults”, which would later become “E: Everyone”. In 1994, the NES was being phased out, so it's no surprise that I never knew this game existed. Thankfully, my robot overlords over at Google have alerted me to it's presence, and I spent all of last night making it through 100 levels of puzzlely goodness!
Now, if you haven't played Wario's Woods already, all you really need to know is that the plot, like most puzzle games, is nothing to write home about. There's a forrest in the Mushroom Kingdom that, as a child, I assumed was the Forrest of Illusions from Super Mario World, but is actually called the “Peaceful Woods”. Wario took over this place; the game doesn't say how, so maybe he bought up the land, maybe he was just a squatter, the world will never know. But he hollowed out all the trees and filled them with monsters, which you must kill with bombs. So... like I said. Nothing to write home about. BUT GOOD GOD IS IT FUN!
Toad, the head of the Mushroom Retainers, Princess Peach Toadstool's personal guards, is called upon to solve this monster infestation. He only wears a vest and those puffy pants, so he brings along his friend Wanda, a fairy that I've never seen since in a Nintendo title, who's going to supply him with bombs, and Catherine, more commonly known as Birdo, to keep an eye out for Mario. I love Birdo, just as an aside. And I think that this game went a long way toward segmenting that love for her in my brain.


Unfortunately, the sound takes a huge hit on the NES. In the SNES, there's a variety of things that Birdo will say depending on how well you play, like “Cool!” or “breakfast!”. I tried to line up so many combos that her sound clip couldn't play all the way through before starting over so she'd go, “Co-co-co-cool!”. In the nes, you don't get any of that. There's no room for voice acting, and the sound chip can't take it, so you just get little nes sounds. Dings and pings are a poor substitute if you're already used to the voice clips. It probably wouldn't bother me so much if I hadn't played and loved the SNES first. But because I had, the absence was really noticeable. And the sounds are indicators that your combos have bought you more time, so I wasn't sure whether or not the extra time had registered. But again, that's mostly because I was used to the voice clips, and not because the dings didn't do their job.
Now obviously, the 8bit graphics have nothing on the SNES. With it's multiple layers and it's 32,000+ colors it's obviously going to be prettier, so the nes probably shouldn't be judged on it's inability to display images with the same beauty as it's successor. But some of the issues with graphics make little sense to me, even taking that into account. For example, Wanda looks more like a fairy in her NES, lower pixel sprite than she does in the snes. So that's weird. And Wario himself has his colors inverted; his hat and shirt are plumb and his overalls are yellow. I don't see why limiting colors would cause that.
But the worst thing about this game; what killed me over and over; the thing I absolutely could not deal with- is an issue with the nes controller itself. In the snes game, you can sit down a monster or bomb, and then kick it across the screen. If it hits a row in which it would explode, it explodes. If you are trapped against a column and a wall, you can kick your way out. The button that performs the kick is the Y button. Which does not exist on the nes controller. I would say that this easily doubles the difficulty.
All in all, you can sew why this game is my favorite puzzle game ever, but if you had to choose only one version, play it on the SNES. If you're willing to play both, it's definitely worth a nes playthrough, but be prepared for the added difficulty.
Broke Ass Food Journal Cont
So I was gifted breakfast. My grandparents went out to Taco Bell for dinner and brought me a soft taco meal.
So
2:00am: 3 soft tacos- 570
3:00am: coffee- 194
10:05: 2 bowls of cereal 280
Total: 1044
So
2:00am: 3 soft tacos- 570
3:00am: coffee- 194
10:05: 2 bowls of cereal 280
Total: 1044
Broke Ass Fat Bitch: The Beginning of a Frugal Food Journal
I've been watching this show Supersize
vs Superskinny pretty much all
night since I woke up at around 1am. I'm pretty nocturnal. But it
got me thinking about weight and my own body, especially since I've
put on quite a bit of weight recently, and I've had two family
members hospitalize for weight related injuries.
My
father is a classic overeater, and his poor diet eventually wore his
body so thin that his digestive tract just up and gave out on him,
with his colon bursting in two or three places. He underwent surgery
and is doing really well in recovery, but he will have to wear a colostomy bag for at least six months, and whatwith the ruptures, he
got a massive infection and has to have daily IV antibiotics and a
stint that goes directly into his heart. He is home, but will have
to go once a week to the hospital to get checked up and make sure
that he's progressing nicely. This is a major pain in the ass
because his surgeon is in the city, a 2 hour drive away from where he
lives.

My
grandma is on the other end of the scale. She's been suffering from
anorexia nervosa since the late 1950s-early 1960s and has worn her
body so thin that many of her organs are on their last leg. Her
bones aren't getting proper nutrition either, and break really
easily. She's been hospitalized twice recently, once for a hip
replacement, and again because her body went into ketosis, which is a
state where you aren't taking in enough food so your body starts
eating itself. In order to keep her brain alive, her body decided to
eat her muscle mass, and when it ran out of that, it started in on
her organs. So her own body ate her heart and kidneys.
I have no idea where I fall on the
scale of things. I'm currently heavier than I have been recently,
but not as heavy as I've ever been. At my heaviest I weighed 210lbs,
and at my lightest in my adult life I think I got down to 125 or
something. That was after a year-long weightloss journey, which I
began because my father had a heart attack due to his being
overweight, and I realized that my own weight had the potential to
cause major problems for me, medically.
According to http://www.calculator.net,
I need no more than 1370 to maintain my weight, and no more than 800
to lose weight (per day). 800 seems like... nothing. Guess I'd be
hard to starve. I'll gain a pound a week if I eat 1870. Also, my
current measurements put me at 34.9% body fat, which falls into the
obese category. It's supposed to be no more than 25%. My BMI is
30.86; which is obese, but barely. The obesity category starts at
30.
So. Yup. I'm fat. Which is weird,
because I don't really look fat. Or I guess it would be more accurate to say that I don't think I look fat. But that may be because I live in
the US where obesity is really common, and therefore I don't have a
good idea of what a body in the healthy weight range looks like.
When I look at myself, I wouldn't classify me, based on the visual,
as obese. Overweight, yes, but the idea that I would have 35% body
fat wouldn't enter my mind. I am not in tune with my body. When I
think of an overweight individual, in my culture, I think of someone
like my father; and if you compare my body to his, it doesn't look
like I'm in danger of any major health problems. But viewed in a
vacuum by medical professionals, I have real reason to be concerned.
So I've decided to track my eating habits, to see if I can pinpoint
my problem.
Being unemployed, like I am, makes it
very difficult to eat a healthy diet. That's why I've decided to
chronicle my food journal here, on-line. To see if it's possible to
eat a healthy, full diet while broke as shit. I live in the rural
United States, which may or may not be relevant, because I don't know
how we fare compared to other places, in terms of food prices, but I
do know that we don't have specialty or bulk stores, meaning that my
food choices here are MUCH more limited than when I lived in the
city, which had far more competition and selection. Here we've got
three grocery stores; Wal-mart, Save-a-Lot, and Food City. That's
it.
So without further ado, let's start the
food journal.
4/7/15
Measurements
Overbust: 41
Underbust: 33
Waist: 29
Hips: 49
1:00-5:00am: Coffee 582
5:00am: Cereal 280
Breakfast: 962 Already I'm over the
weightloss cals. But I've already spotted my first problem. I drink
¼ a cup of sugar in every glass of coffee. I say glass because I
don't drink my coffee out of a cup, like a normal person, but out of
a metal travel thermos, which easily holds 2-3 cups of coffee and I
consider one mug a serving. I'd love to switch to aspertaine or
something, but it's so expensive.
Monday, April 6, 2015
Shine on Harvest Moon

Harvest Moon is an odd game series; inasmuch as it's a game that always has impressive sales, but which no one in polite company will admit to playing. If you tell a joke based on your turnip crop, everyone will laugh, but very few people are willing to sit down and discuss strategy. Therefore, I would consider it a “Hidden Gem” series, but not in the normal sense. It's more of a “guilty pleasure” series. This has lessened considerably since the popularity of the farmville games, which struck me as odd, because it became big, and people spoke of it, I always responded, “Oh. Like Harvest Moon.”
This review is actually an update of a hub that I wrote over three years ago when the game “Rune Factory Frontier” launched. I have since beaten the game, and returned to Hubpages since the Squidoo merge, and RFF remains one of my favorite games, so it's worth revisiting. First of all, if you aren't familiar with Harvest Moon, the additions in Rune Factory will make no sense to you, so we'll revisit the basics before diving into the meat of the review.

The farm is usually riddled with debris like tree stumps, weeds, rocks, boulders, and sometimes animals like gophers and coyotes that must be disposed of and cleared for planting. Then you can till the ground, plant seeds, water them, and harvest your crops to sell for money. Likewise you can build barns to raise livestock like chickens, cows, sheep, goats, ducks, etc. You can harvest from your critters and sell the milk or eggs or whatever they produce. I promise that this is far more fun than it sounds.

Rather than buying your livestock, you have to go out and tame them, like Pokemon. This gave me a much closer connection to my animals, and much more pride in them. Also, you can take them from your homestead out into the game, where they can help you in battle. Some of them are rideable, and some of them will help you in your fight against enemies. I had a dog I named Sparks, after my real life dog, who adventured with me throughout every dungeon in the game and became a true companion.

I was severely disappointment in one romance element of the game: Sexuality of the characters. Every character in the game has a romance meter, leading me to believe that you, the protagonist, were bisexual and could romance any character. I desperately wanted to marry Erik, and spent a fortune in gifts for him to no avail. No matter how much you pamper males, you'll never get a single heart on that romance meter. You will advance their friendship meter and unlock 'friend' cutscenes, but it seems that Harvest Moon is severely lacking in lbgt representation, and instead likes to tease people with unnecessary romance meters that do absolutely nothing. The existence of the meter makes it feel like a lie.



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