During the World 3 podcast days, we hosted a Geekfight guest round and gave a Hi-Potion away as a prize.
For a 1 liter bottle of Hi-Potion, the recipe was mostly based on the Smurfette cocktail. But with local ingredients.
I don’t measure according to portions, I just mix and taste until it gets traydor (treacherous, sneaky).
What I remember putting in:
-2 small bottles of Blue Bolt Gatorade
-A quart of GSM Blue
-Optional: a quart of vodka for an extra kick
Package it in a clear, curvy bottle for that extra effect.
May this liven up your geeky game nights. Have fun!
Pictures by the ever-lovely Rej Rosero.
Typo is not mine, I blame the original meme writer.
But yes, I am a geek. You can witness all fangirl geekery in its un-glory over at the fan tumblr. You can also catch me at Committee Geekfight once a month.
J.D. Salinger Dies at 91. R.I.P.
I survived the miseries of high school by being schmartsy. It helped that my dark period in literacy (marked by Sweet Valley Kids, Twins, and Babysitter’s Club) hit me when I was 9. When I entered high school at 14, not wanting to call attention to myself, and finding most of my colleagues petty with their need for boyfriends, attention, what have you’s, I used intellectual snobbery to make up for my insecurities. I started reading “real” books as opposed to the romance novel drivel that my classmates preferred. Jessica Zafra was the main protein of my bitchery, and then there was Holden Caulfield in Catcher of the Rye. I found comfort in his criticism of “phonies”, it served as my prozac because I wasn’t psychologically damaged enough for medication.
Several years and a lit-related degree later, I figured that if ‘Catcher’ were published today, I would have dismissed it as another published blog. Still, it served its purpose, it was the one friend that I felt understood me when nobody else did. I know that other angsty, angry teenagers feel the same way.
Thanks J.D. Salinger, for being one of the few highlights of early high school. While my books and outlook on life have changed, that never will.
The Cost of Sharing
I learned this exchange rate from my Creative Writing class at Pocketful of Kids:
One large hot shot or chicken nugget is equivalent to a french fry. The bigger the nugget, the more french fries it costs.
Continued from Mii As Ancient Geek
I was in Indonesia from 2000-2002 because of my Mom’s job. I finished high school there, and I made fast friends on campus with my interest in Harry Potter and a Neon Genesis Evangelion keychain on my schoolbag. One of my schoolmates mentions Terry Pratchett and Neil Gaiman, who would later be staples of my sister’s reading list.
I carried a blueberry iMac around campus, earning the nickname “Macgirl”. I also started blogging on pitas to stay in contact with my friends back in Manila.
I practiced Bahasa Indonesia by way of reading VCD subtitles. I collected a few choice Japanese comics in Indonesian, and I often poked through Kinokuniya and Maruzen bookstores. I also got MTV Taiwan on cable, and was able to follow the Japanese Billboard charts.
I got my first taste of Asian horror through the Japanese classic,
The Ring. For weeks after my first viewing, I swore Sadako followed me in the mirrors and glass panels around the house.
In my last year of high school, I spent Saturday afternoons in a gaming cafe with my school friends, learning headshots and dodging bullets on Counterstrike. Later on I’d treat Warcraft III as SimCity. I also started watching Meteor Garden, which was awful in so many ways but I grew to love it.
For the first time in my life, I was able to freely geek in real life and make connections from it.
I have an article in March’s issue of Playground magazine!
I reviewed Persona: Trinity Soul the anime. For my thoughts on that, read the article on page 90!
MII AS ANCIENT GEEK
This is actually part of an answer to the ‘5 things you associate with me’ meme that’s been going around. This is from Ren‘s list where he remembers me as a ‘geek’.
Geekiness is a pretty big part of my life, though I’m admittedly not big a geek as I’m made out to be. I button mash, I don’t torrent like crazy, and my days of spending money on those must-have toys and trinkets are over. I’ve had to re-prioritize. I’m still geeky by enjoying dorky para-para dance moves, listening and singing to music I can barely understand, and resolving difficult decisions in life by “rolling for it”.
Star Wars should have been my first fandom, if I understood what was going on when I watched at age 4. I watched Episode 4 every weekend at my grandmother’s house, back-to-back with E.T. My Mom swore that the betamax tape that held it got scratchy from innumerable viewings.
I got initiated into the anime fandom by way of Sailormoon while I was in Grade 4. From Sailormoon, it escalated from there. I had a my TV diet heavily consisted of Japanese animation on weekends and Wednesday nights with Sailormoon, Yu Yu Hakusho, Time Quest, Sarah: Ang Munting Princessa, which led me to the Pinoy Otaku Mailing List, then to IRC where I found like-minded fans to chat with. In between chats I also found fanfiction, and started experimenting with the medium to further hone my writing skills. It was also my IRC friends that got me into East Asian pop and rock.
This all happened between 1998-2000. We were rather ahead of the times – this was a whole year or two before GMA7 launched their We Are Anime campaign. I was an awkward teenager, my interests were way off base with most of my classmates at the time. The friends I made online eventually became my closests confidants offline.