Felt it was time for a change, and finally I think I found a name for this blog that I can be satisfied with. Heck one could even say there is the possibility for a theme.
Call me simple or something else, but it is just nice to see random people appreciate such a simple moc. I mean those two are nothing fancy.
So yeah, that made brightened my day when I saw that.
(And really, who doesn't love fikou? Their so bloody adorable)
You will notice i highlighted the two instances of the word voxumo. After trying to translate parts of it, it turned out to be Italian and the instances where voxumo is used is referring to a city or town. It is written as though author is telling someone about how a beheading took place in the city/town of voxumo.
The actual translation is something like this
Some words were apparently unable to be translated as you can tell, but still it is interesting to see the context in which it was used. The book in which I found this can be found here, and the actual title of the book, which was published in 1653 translates to The East India business subject to the Gospel. It should be noted that trying to find a place called Voxumo, turns up no results.
Paolo di s anni, figlio di paolo saniuro, fu decapito nella citta di voxumo. Ma la forella Marta, come fi puo dire, che haueffe collo, e pur l'hebbe per effer recilo, di vn' anno decollata nella medefima citta di voxumo.
Paul's year-old son paolo saniuro, was beheaded in the town of voxumo. But Forella Marta, as fi can say that haueffe neck, and even the Hebbe for effer recilo, vn of 'year took off in the fame city voxumo.
So all in all, it is neat what you discover about a name one the internet sometimes, afterall I had no idea about this when i started using the name Voxumo.
I want to say thanks to swert again for creating such an awesome piece of bionicle memorable, and being willing to part with it.
I did infact attempt to wear it, and now i remember why no images of myself exist, except this one now.
Perhaps I am just suffering from withdrawals?
While I sincerely enjoyed this game I will always remember the frustration I had with it. I could never bloody figure out to transform/evolve/etc my digimon's form. See apparently my mother bought the game pre-owned and it never came with it's instructions. Given that at the time we didn't have a computer I could just look it up on the web, nor would i likely had even known how to given I was only 8 and had never worked a computer ever. So alot of my game experience was spent having my digimon die and be reborn... again and again and again. Now somehow I was able to get it past the baby stage and to the rookie stage... but beyond that never and even then i am not really sure how i did it. I think my mind was assuming it was like pokemon where do a certain amount of stuff/training and it will evolve naturally.
To this day I wish I could find the game and just play it so that i could finally know what the heck I was doing. I did spend alot of the game fishing though. I could fish up a storm! But ask me to battle.... well I was not your man.
OOH! And for the longest time I could not freakin remember the title of the game. Only today did i rediscover it by searching 'Digimon games for the playstation 1'. So at least now I can reference it instead of looking like a complete cool dude. Still look like a partial one but at least not a complete one.
So yeah that brought up some nostalgia. First bad experience with a video game.
*ponders* I still don't know what happened to that game
Mind you this the first time he has ever been that clumsy in four years
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One Of My Favorite Poems
FIRE AND ICE
Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I thinkI know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great,
And would suffice.
BY ROBERT FROST