Cobbling Magic Decks Together

Posted By on Friday, August 1st, 2014, 19:15

At present moment, I am enjoying working out various Magic decks. This will let me reduce the number of cards I personally own to just the essentials.

I have worked out that I want Commander burn, mill and poison decks. I want an angel deck, a burn deck, an Eldrazi deck, a mill deck and a poison deck. Debating if I want to be bothered with a mana ramp deck for my Hydras and the feasibility of a Myr deck.

Thus far the angel deck, Commander poison and Eldrazi deck are sorted out.

Still so many cards to go through. That is the drawback of the game… back to work!

I did get some very good cards today, though, so when I've built my decks, I may put up some deck lists.

Breasts and Agency of Choice

Posted By on Friday, July 11th, 2014, 20:30

I saw a link about boxers using unique speed bags. Turns out that a woman in Thailand had her breasts used as speed bags by a boxer.

I'm not going to link to the video/article, because the site is rather derogatory towards women. I don't have to support or condone that. I personally got the impression the site enjoyed this event as a way to inflict abuse on women, that this woman was to be commended for accepting her place as a punching doll. There's so much wrong with that attitude that I wouldn't know where to begin. …hear more of the echoing dust…

I Live, Therefore I Blog

Posted By on Tuesday, July 8th, 2014, 14:30

Maybe the goal for this year of blogging is to blog a little more regularly. That would be nice.

There are reasons for my absence in the past month; namely, I rent and as such was subjected to an inspection of the place, which was provisionally failed thanks to my roommate. They gave us a little less than two weeks to rectify the issues, and said issues were rectified. As far as I know, I'm not being kicked out. I assume I would have heard by now.

Beyond that…

*thinks* …hear more of the echoing dust…

On Being Dianna

Posted By on Tuesday, June 10th, 2014, 02:30

Dianna Jaimie Bell. Dianna, from Miss Dianna Agron, for I admire her. And I like the name; the double 'n' seems much more natural. Jaimie, from two friends who themselves are called Ja(i)mie. Bell… as much as I'd like to claim that Bell came about because I saw the potential for 'moredibell', I'll be honest and admit it came from Gryffindor Chaser Katie Bell.

I started Echoes of Dust a year ago today.

I'm pleased with myself; except for November (when NaNoWriMo occurs), I've managed at least one blog post a month. I may not have blogged regularly, but I was consistent. It has been a good year; I've blogged about things of interest to myself, and hopefully about things of interest to other people. …hear more of the echoing dust…

#YesAllWomen: "Not All Men" Isn't The Point

Posted By on Tuesday, May 27th, 2014, 11:53

I've said before I don't think like everyone else does. I've thought about this over the last couple of days and I'd like to tackle the issue of "not all men", from a particular viewpoint. I'm sure there are many other viewpoints—this is mine.

Whilst the #YesAllWomen tag on Twitter has not—in my perusal of it—gone to the length of saying "all men", I have read many blogs out there, some of which did say "all men". I never liked this lumping everyone together tendancy. 'All men rape', 'all Muslims are terrorists', 'all women are cunts'. But it happens, so that's the reality we're dealing with. Maybe in my lifetime, we'll actually have some progress towards a state of… non-fear for everyone.

Fine. Not all men are the kind of asshole Elliot Roger was. There, it's been said. It was so important that this fact be acknowledged… and I honestly don't see why, beyond, perhaps the dislike of being lumped in with everyone else. But when that isn't even the point, what good has come of acknowledging that?

None, for either side.

So… what is the point?

Not all men will rape us? Not all men will beat us up? Not all men will have problems if we act equal to men? Not all men think women are something you screw on the bed to get the housework done? I think that's great; maybe it's a sign of attitudes changing and maturing.

So… uh… how do I pick that guy out?

Because as far as I've seen, most, if perhaps not all the guys that do do this stuff were completely normal until they lashed out at women.

I'm not judging you, boy on the train. Nor you, gentleman in the McDonald's line. That guy who thought my t-shirt was awesome for standing up against homophobia, not judging you either. I don't know you; how could I judge you? What is there for me to judge?

It doesn't matter if you would or wouldn't. I don't know you, so I'm not going to run the risk.

And when you get mad because I chose to stay safe… you make my choice valid.