Wednesday, January 15, 2020

Skipping Stones

Brother, it's strange 
How you will change 
Portion by portion, 
Grain by grain

Until, surprised, you see one day 
Every contradicting way 
That motions, emotions 
Have rearranged 

The intervening time erased 
From memory, now but faintly traced 
Current endurance 
Of sapient brain 

Provokes alteration 
Of orientation 
For better, whenever 
You next lose sense of 

Nice day, isn't it?

Monday, January 13, 2020

Heroes

I don't believe in celebrity.

That's not to say I don't believe in fame. I think that being recognized for the work you have done and who you are (good or bad) is a good thing. I'd like to be known someday as a great game designer, and hopefully that reputation will help me sell more games.

But I don't like the idea of turning famous people into gods -- consuming the lifestyles of people we barely know, glorifying them as exemplars when (most of the time) their morality is worse than our own. That's why tabloids and celebrity gossip has always made me uneasy.

Let's take Weird Al.

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 I like Weird Al's music a lot. He is one of the world's greatest parodists, and his original work is funny too. Everything I've ever heard says he's a pretty nice guy, a respectable guy. It's good to hear he's a good guy, at least. But I don't know him. Even if I meet him, I won't ever know him. he could be a despicable person. His music brightens my day, but that's the extent of it. So I don't consider Weird Al to be my hero, or anyone other celebrity, for that matter.

My heroes are the people I've met who have impacted my life in profoundly positive ways. My mom, who has homeschooled eight children and put up with all the fighting and bad attitudes all day for thirty-some years now. She always puts her family first and doesn't always receive the recognition she deserves.

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My dad, whose dedication is apparent in everything he does. When he sets a goal, his discipline and hard work consistently allow him to reach that goal. He, too, has given up a lot for his family.

My high school geometry teacher, Scott Hinkley, who was one of the first people to believe in me. To tell me I had talent. Who could always tell when I was down on myself and would try to change my perspective.
























These are the people I look up to.

But despite that, they are still people. They say to never meet your heroes, because you may not like what you see. But it's important to remember that everyone is disappointing. Everyone you know and love has probably done something recently that would disappoint you if you knew.

So while I consider these people my heroes, I have to remember that they are not perfect. I take what inspiration I can from them and I move on using what I've learned. And eventually maybe I can become a person that I would want to have as a hero.

I don't know what the point of this post is. I don't have some great message. I'm just writing my thoughts.

Friday, January 10, 2020

Day 114 Project

Back in September, I posted about DayZeroProject.com, a website that is useful for setting and tracking your goals. Although I haven't posted much about it lately, I have still been doing it. I thought I'd give a brief update. You can follow along with my list at https://dayzeroproject.com/user/beckeram/list/155774.

Goals I completed in 2019:

  • Go to a haunted house
    • I started writing a blog post about this. I'll probably get around to posting it at some point, though it won't be topical anymore.
  • Go to a renaissance fair
    • Ditto
  • Go skydiving
    • I did write a blog post about this, so I won't go into detail here.
  • Build a blanket fort
    • This one was fun. Makenna and I went back to our childhood by making a fort and stocking it with books, games, legos, and a TV. 

It's kinda hard to see, because it took up most of the room. But it was sweet.















  • Start a blog
    • Well, here it is.
  • Buy a new suit
    • It was...expensive. But now at least I don't have to go to weddings in my old, worn dress clothes.
Here I am in what's left of my suit.
























  • Create and maintain a budget
    • Well, I created it. The maintaining has been a bit difficult to do, but now I have data from four months on what I spent money on, so I can adjust my budget to better reflect that.
  • Talk to a therapist
    • I took the plunge, and it wasn't as bad as I had feared. My guy's name is Taylor and he plays Magic more than I do, so we've connected on that point. Although it has been helping, I haven't felt like it's enough, so now I have an appointment to see a doctor about getting antidepressants.
  • Learn to DM and run a campaign
    • This is something I tried to do years ago with a Mistborn RPG and I had no idea what I was doing. It was rough and we only played once because I was too timid to figure out where we were going. Now I've run three sessions of a D&D campaign in a world I designed and I'm very happy with the story and world. Although our schedules changed a bit, hopefully we can continue meeting this semester.

The DM screen Kelsey got me for Christmas

At this point, I have completed nine of my goals in four months. That's a little low. Mathematically, I need to complete one every ten days (or three per month) to finish on time. However, I have also started the process of completing many others goals, so I'm really not as behind as it might seem.

I sat down and planned out which goals I would like to complete this year. There are 32 of them. Between these, the ongoing ones that I will continue working on, and whatever goal I decide to do on a given day because I have the time, this should be a good number to stay on track. Here are the 32:

  • Publish a game
    • This is one of my loftier ones. My goal is to have a workable game by June, then spend the summer months marketing it. My brothers and I might be headed toward making a game company, so self-published on Kickstarter is also an option. This is eventually the career I want to go into, so setting these goals is important.
  • Write a song for Makenna
    • While I haven't written a song in a while, it has long been a goal of mine to write one for Makenna. Something both classy and sweet.
  • Create family tree
    • Last semester Makenna and I attended a genealogy seminar. This is something we have both been interested in for a while. And though I have made a family tree that goes back several generations, I want to fill it out more and prove the family relationships using firsthand data.
  • Record family history
    • Going along with the family tree. My late Grandma Rinehart was very into genealogy and had lots of information and documents that she left to my Uncle Rick, who is also interested. My goal is to both help Rick sort the multitude of documents and also interview family members to get some fun family stories.
  • Create a conlang
    • A conlang (short for constructed language) is any language created intentionally over a short period of time, as opposed to a naturally-developed language. Think klingon or esperanto. It's a fun hobby.
Something I've been working on.
























  • Blind solve a Rubik's cube in 10 minutes
    • I have actually done a blind solve before, but it took so long as to not be very showy or impressive. I'd like to speed that up. The hard part is remembering the location of each piece.
  • Finish my custom MTG set
    • Another game design goal, not something I can monetize but something fun that I've been working on for like seven years. And it can at least go in my design portfolio.
  • Make a comprehensive list of music I like
    • This one is a bit of a trap. I don't think it's even possible to remember every song I like, but the idea is that when I do think of one, I add it to the list. Once I make a concerted effort to go through all my music and organize the list better, I'll probably check this one off.
  • Explore an abandoned building
    • There's a ghost town in Indiana, just a short drive north of where I live. I've been trying to go for a while, but it just hasn't been a good time. Soon, though.
  • Watch a meteor shower
    • For all my interest in space, I have never actually seen a meteor shower. They happen all throughout the year, though, so with planning, it should be simple enough.
  • Keep in touch with friends and family
    • This one is hard for me. I probably need to make a schedule of who I'm gonna contact when.
  • Make a list of birthdays and anniversaries
    • Important days tend to sneak up on me. I'd like to be at least on top of things enough to say happy birthday.
  • Surprise Makenna with dinner
    • I like to cook, but first you have to decide what you're cooking, then you have to go grocery shopping, then you can finally cook, but then there are dishes after. It's an ordeal.
  • Take my parents out to dinner
    • Just to spend some quality time with them. I took my dad to lunch a couple months ago, but I still need to get my mom.
  • Change my signature
    • Just enough to make it something I like. I've got a good start, but I need to tighten it down more.













  • Decorate with photos of friends
    • I love good pictures of me with people I love. I keep meaning to print out a bunch and hang them around my room, but I haven't done so yet.
  • Find a new band
    • Just to keep branching out.
  • Find a new hobby
    • I like to try new things.
  • Get a bike
    • Biking is both exercise and a good stress reliever for me. It also helps me think. I have a friend who has a bike for me, but I need to go pick it up.
  • Get a new wallet
Enough said
























  • Learn fingerstyle
    • That is, playing guitar prettier than I know how to play.
  • Learn to create karaoke tracks
    • So that I can make song parodies, my seventh favorite pastime.
  • Learn to invest
    • The sooner I do this, the more money my money will be making me. I just need to take the time to figure out how to do it smart.
  • Learn to whistle
    • I've never been able to whistle, but I'm sure I can learn in time. I've been working on this whenever I'm driving or walking around. I've made some real progress. My goal is to be able to whistle tunes.
  • Buy a car
    • Mine has never been the same since a deer jumped in front of me. It's time to move on.
  • Revamp my wardrobe
    • I have way too many shirts and way too few pants that fit. Among other problems.
  • Exercise regularly
    • I did this a couple times last semester. On Wednesday, I got my membership so I will be working out three times per week starting on Monday.
  • Get rid of 100 things
    • I've got too much stuff, man.
  • Make a comprehensive schedule
    • I talked about this in my post from Monday this week. I am almost done.
  • Open a savings account
    • Like investing, I should have done this years ago.
  • Visit Kelly
    • I have never gone to visit my sister in Ohio, in the six years she's been living there. She doesn't live that far. Come on, Andrew.
  • Visit New York City
    • I love to travel, but it's the hardest thing on my list to accomplish. Between my responsibilities here and the barrier of having never made my own travel plans (for anything bigger than a weekend trip), it's difficult to actually go. But I need to start somewhere. New York's not that far, so it should be a good place to start.

I know that was quite the mouthful. Props if you read the whole post. These are my goals for this year. It's a lot, but I believe it is attainable. And even if I don't complete something, there's always next year.

Updates as I check these off the list.


Wednesday, January 8, 2020

Movie Review: The Rise of Skywalker

Note: There will be major spoilers for Star Wars IX in this post.

I went to see the new Star Wars movie on New Year's Eve. Although part of me wanted to let go of critiquing and just try to enjoy the movie, a larger part of me wants to get better at critiquing stories in general, which I think will come in useful. So here are my thoughts on the movie -- at least the ones I remember at this point.

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Let's start with the good.

The main thing I wanted out of this movie (other than for it to be good) was some explanation of why Rey is so incredibly strong. In the Force Awakens, she is able to beat Kylo, a master force-user, in a duel her first time using a lighstaber. She is also able to mind trick a stormtrooper on her second attempt. This is an advanced jedi technique that should take incredible amounts of training to pull off. In short, she is much stronger than she should be.

And the movie delivered on explaining this, to an extent. Rey is revealed to be the Emperor's granddaughter, and has inherited his vast force sensitivity. This is about as good of an explanation as they could have given, though I do think Rey's raw power should still have been no match for Kylo's trained power (especially considering his grandfather was also an extremely strong force user).

I also like how they juxtaposed the two families, with Kylo from the "good guy" family on the dark side, and Rey from the "bad guy" family on the light side. And at the end, when Rey is once again asked her family name, she says Skywalker, representing her ability to choose her own path.

I was also relatively happy with Kylo's story arc. As expected, he turned to the light side at the end. I thought the death of his mother in trying to reach him might not have been the strongest motive for a change of heart, since he already, you know, murdered his father in order to become more darkside anyhow. But still, I liked how he replayed the Han murder seen in his head with new context to the conversation.

And as always, the visuals and cinematography were very aesthetic. Going to the ruins of the second death star was cool.

Now, the bad.

There are some small things I can gloss over. Like why does Kylo's lightsaber keep pushing people instead of cutting through them? Why do stormtroopers wear all that armor, which doesn't even deflect blasters, literally the most common weapon they face? Why, after Poe was shot, did Finn rush into the corridor junction that was absolutely proven to be unsafe, didn't look around to clear any stormtroopers, and yet was fine?

The healing thing Rey and Kylo were doing was interesting. I'm not sure how I felt. It's probably fine. Though...what exactly did Rey die of at the end? Her life force being drained? But she was still able to fight after. Long enough to beat Palpatine, anyway. Just seems like a case of the Padmes.

 Them teleporting things using the force was interesting. At first I was put off, but it was kinda cool when Vader's helmet fell to the planet below, alerting Kylo to Rey's presence on his ship. That said, it was kinda fourth wall-breaking when Luke gave Rey a second lightsaber to take to Exegol. The audience knew she would need to give it to Kylo, but Rey did not.

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Moving on to bigger issues.

I rarely, if ever, enjoy the resurrection of a dead character. It removes all the stakes (more on this below). Palpatine's return was both frustrating and confusing. It just brings up more questions than answers. Is this the original Palpatine or a clone? Because Exegol was clearly doing some cloning of Snoke. But Palpatine had those extremely damaged hands, so that's probably the result of when Vader turned his lightning back on him. But then how in the galaxy did he survive the explosion of a small moon that he had just been thrown into the reactor of? But could you even clone a sith and replicate their force sensitivity? That seems like it would cause some major problems. Like why wouldn't they have made a clone army of force users back in episode II?

And where did this fleet of star destroyer/planet destroyers come from? Have they been building it on Exegol for the last 20 years? I guess so. So do they have a legion of builders to do that work? But there'd be so many people they'd have to have a whole society down there. But it seems like a pretty inhospitable planet; how do they grow food? Maybe they import it? But wouldn't that compromise the secrecy of Exegol in the first place? Also, how do they staff these hundreds or maybe thousands of star destroyers in a day's time? Is that what the child recruitment in the earlier part of the movie was about? But how do you train kids to run these things in such a short amount of time? And once again, wouldn't bringing them all to Exegol compromise its secrecy? People are going to notice if a large number of ships are heading into a nebula and vanishing. And what exactly was Palpatine planning to be emperor of once he destroys all the inhabited worlds in the galaxy?

None of it makes sense to me. It seems contrived in order to make the final battle as big as possible.

Imagine if, instead of Palpatine being alive, he returned as a force ghost. He could return specifically to torment Rey and try to make her claim her inheritance as empress. She can't shake him for the whole movie, until the very end when she refuses the throne. Or what if she had taken the throne, ostensibly as a force for good? That could have been so much more intriguing character-wise.

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But the biggest disappointment in this entire movie was the moment that Rey thought her poor force control had killed Chewbacca. Actually, that part itself could have been great. Being responsible for the death of a friend could have served as an incredible character moment for Rey, and might have actually made me believe for a second that she might turn to the dark side.

However, because I knew there was no way they would kill off Chewie in that manner, I didn't believe any of it. I would have liked to be proven wrong. It would have given consequence to Rey's actions, instead of everything magically getting fixed for her.

Of course, Chewie wasn't dead, and the manner in which they kept him alive didn't even make sense! So...he wasn't on the transport that Rey destroyed. He was on a different one. So there were two transports leaving at the same time. Despite the fact that those transports were specifically chasing down Rey and her crew. One of them decided to leave without accomplishing anything. Just so that Rey could have a character moment that didn't mean anything in the end.

And it's not just Chewie. Take C-3PO. They have to destroy his memory banks just to find the location of the second Sith wayfinder. He makes this big deal about how he's taking one last look at his friends. Again, this could have been a great character moment. Except I knew that he would be good as new by the end of the film. And he was.

Oh no, new characters Zorii and Babu Frik refused to leave their planet, which was destroyed shortly after? Well, they both survived somehow, despite having given their best shot at leaving to Poe.

I can't care about the characters if I know that everything will be fine in the end. There needs to be uncertainty. There need to be stakes. I didn't expect more, but I wanted more.

Don't take this as me beating up on the franchise. I still enjoyed the movie. I still love Star Wars, and it's because I love Star Wars that I care about these problems. I just wish that a multi-billion dollar franchise would put more effort into its story and less into making an action movie that's actiony for action's sake.

Monday, January 6, 2020

New Year, Old Me

Well, I haven't written in a while. That isn't due to a lack of events to write about -- more due to a lack of motivation to write it. I actually have a couple of drafts of things that are no longer relevant, like a very fall weekend Makenna and I had a couple months ago. I just never got around to finishing it.

And that's the main theme of my life.

I've tried to change on numerous occasions. To be more dedicated, to be more intentional. I inevitably just lose motivation and stop trying. That's why I don't believe in New Year's resolutions. There's more to changing than just saying "I want to change." More than a desire for betterment, you need to set yourself up for success.

For example, I know that one of my biggest problems is wasting time. I just let a little time go, and then a little more, and soon I haven't done anything I planned for the day, and everything feels hopeless and why am I even trying and now my dreams are shot before I even gave them a fair chance.

To combat that, right now I'm setting up a calendar on my phone that will alert me every time a new item pops up on my schedule. Shower? Alert. Lunch? Alert. Go to the gym? Alert. This is something new, so who knows how well it will work for me. But it's worth a try. And it's better than resigning myself to missing out on all I want out of life.

Blogging is on that schedule, so hopefully there will be more from me soon.

Wednesday, October 9, 2019

The Lowest of Heights -- Update

Well, I did it.
















But despite how that picture makes it look, it wasn't all fun and games. It was interesting, though. When I was going up, I expected my skydive to cause me to feel fear or exhilaration. I had not expected my primary feeling to be pain.

Probably a better representation of my dive
















Immediately when we jumped out, I felt an intense pressure on my ear that I was unable to equalize the entire way down. Furthermore, the straps around my legs were very tight, to the point that I lost most feeling in my legs (although the feeling of pain was still alive and well down there). This only worsened when were in canopy.
















My instructor told me to try to scootch the straps back down my legs so they weren't giving me an atomic wedgie, but that was quite impossible. So I just had to try to ignore the pain and enjoy the experience.

It wasn't all bad. I did enjoy it to some extent. It was just different than I had expected. The freefalling was not just the normal 'fun' part of falling. I was falling so fast that it felt like swimming, and it was difficult to breathe. However, there was a certain peaceful element. Despite falling at incredible speeds, the ground was so far away that it grew very slowly. And from so high up, the ground was a hazy distant thing, a world removed from reality.

It still feels surreal, like it didn't even happen.

One of my brothers felt the same way about skydiving as I did. However, certain other members of my family loved it and are already talking about their next dive.




















I'm not sure I'd go again, but I'm glad I did it.


Friday, October 4, 2019

The Lowest of Heights

I'm not sure when I discovered that I'm afraid of heights. Probably 2002, when my family went to Six Flags Great America for the first time. I was nine. I don't remember much about that trip, but I do remember waiting while some of my family went on a roller coaster.

In 2004, we went again. I actually went twice, because a friend invited me to go with her family. I remember awaiting her family at the end of a balloon ride that wasn't even that high. They tried to convince me it would be okay, but I refused.

It literally has the word "easy" in the name.

I was frustrated with myself. Clearly thousands of people go on these rides every day, and it is incredibly rare for someone to be hurt. So there's no reason to be afraid. By the time my family went a little later that year, I was determined to try to push myself. So I agreed to go on the smallest full-size roller coaster they had to offer. 


The Whizzer. I sat with my dad, who made some joke about peeing to make me feel better. And it was a lot of fun. I felt kind of good about myself.

In 2007, my family took its first large vacation ever (it's expensive to go very far with 11 people). We drove all the way to Santa Maria Island in Florida. One day we took a detour to Busch Gardens Tampa. I went on a few more coasters. But not the Scorpion, because that one goes upside down. We were also there on a light day, and I watched three of my siblings stay on the Scorpion and go through over and over because nobody else was in line. I badly wanted to join them. But I didn't.

It's not even high.
Miserable, I decided that I wasn't going to let my fear stop me anymore. Next time I went to an amusement park, I would go on every coaster.

My chance came sooner than I thought. Two months later, I visited such a park while on a trip to Costa Rica. They too had a roller coaster that went upside down.


And...it honestly wasn't as bad as I had feared. Pretty fun, actually. And I felt good about myself. But I wasn't completely cured. In the spring of 2011, I went to King's Island on a school trip. When most of my friends wanted to go on the giant drop and one was too scared, I opted to stay with the one. But  despite what I said, it wasn't because I didn't want him to be alone.

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The story doesn't get too much more exciting, so I'll wrap it up. In the following years, I went to amusement parks several more times. In 2014 I went back to Six Flags with my siblings. To Cedar Point in 2016 with some friends. And in 2018 my job sent me to King's Island. And not once did I sit out from fear. I still feel it, but it doesn't tell me what I can and can't do. I just have to be brave for the five seconds it takes to strap in, and then I'm stuck.

Here's a bad picture of me having fun.

Tomorrow I will be going a little higher. 13,000 feet higher. Maybe about 10 years ago, my dad and I agreed that when he got below the weight limit, we would go skydiving. His journey to sub-250 is a story of its own, but he's finally there and tomorrow we are celebrating with a little adrenaline. I just have to be brave for the one second it takes to step off the ledge.

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