tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-240781032024-03-04T21:58:11.195-08:00oisterjoshBasically just a whole bunch of random stuff that is extremely awesome.oisterjoshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01446028759584815390noreply@blogger.comBlogger86125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24078103.post-53626568247742765972010-01-16T21:40:00.001-08:002010-01-16T21:53:20.710-08:00World travelsSo, right now I am typing this from Ningbo, China. I'm staying in AJ's dorm until we start our international travels. Though I suppose I have technically started that when I flew to Shanghai. Anyways, we're going up to the north part of China, to Harbin, to look at the cool ice sculptures. It was about -30 there the other day. Yikes.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQtp-PfDQexRen-AhSbFFFFpTNPh9BaKMSGDT1mFbgVHCtnVcC-031CUqhtBNUE7YQoyK1khRe6DzPKYH815q_LoIeeH8PO9v2JyI0vgmnlnECSPkei5TzHUvTG2VaLJ8ZQ_YH/s1600-h/h16_21618329.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQtp-PfDQexRen-AhSbFFFFpTNPh9BaKMSGDT1mFbgVHCtnVcC-031CUqhtBNUE7YQoyK1khRe6DzPKYH815q_LoIeeH8PO9v2JyI0vgmnlnECSPkei5TzHUvTG2VaLJ8ZQ_YH/s320/h16_21618329.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427581693890400386" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2nZYSS6TSWgr_V_ROSFJ2m6b03gLn0duD9uLxgQIeqMpx53TiyZJs9Loq34VkuYPoGzwQ34tXhbF4Xd5bQoj3YdIxTYUZA6ebQKZy9MWMndi-o8jxd8GjpSnWwadhAhGRiZB6/s1600-h/h13_21618301.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2nZYSS6TSWgr_V_ROSFJ2m6b03gLn0duD9uLxgQIeqMpx53TiyZJs9Loq34VkuYPoGzwQ34tXhbF4Xd5bQoj3YdIxTYUZA6ebQKZy9MWMndi-o8jxd8GjpSnWwadhAhGRiZB6/s320/h13_21618301.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427581691336035218" border="0" /></a><br />After that, we'll come back to Ningbo, drop off our winter gear, and grab our swimming trunks and t-shirts. We're heading down to Shenzhen en route to Bangkok, Thailand. Once in Thailand, we'll probably go to the Tiger Temple, and tour the general area on rented dirtbikes. After we're done looking around there, we're heading east to Cambodia to do basically the same thing. Rent a couple dirtbikes (a few dollars a day, hooray for 3rd world countries) and drive around sightseeing.oisterjoshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01446028759584815390noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24078103.post-3595022840814547912009-04-08T18:40:00.000-07:002009-04-08T19:06:57.708-07:00SModcasts and The Mighty BooshThis blog post may come as a surprise to you, seeing as how I haven't written anything since December. I guess that would mean I should welcome everyone into the new year or something...<br />I got an iPod Touch, so I've been spending less and less time on the computer, and more time sitting downstairs watching TV and talking on msn on my iPod. Unfortunately, due to a recent overreaction by my dad, my iPod and phone have been confiscated for a week, and I've been grounded as well. The grounding doesn't bother me too much, except for the fact that I'm grounded for the long weekend...and I won't have my phone or iPod, so I'm not sure what I'll do for about 15 hours on Friday and Saturday.<br />The real reason I'm writing this is because I'm supposed to be doing English, and I really don't want to. My mom is about the house so I need to do something that from aural distance may seem to be English...with minimal clicking, and maximum typing.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SModcasts</span>. They are podcasts done by Kevin Smith and Scott Mosier. They are the most hilarious, droll pair of grown men I've ever listened to. For one, they have extremely interesting lives, and also, they aren't afraid to talk about subjects most people don't talk about. Each SModcast is about an hour long, they are very minimally edited, and each one is entertaining throughout. I suppose the majority of people who would listen to a podcast wouldn't want to listen for an hour at a time, so Kevin and Scott's random subject-jumps make it easy to pause partway through a SModcast, yet still enjoy every section. Sometimes, although rarely, one of them will make a joke related to a previously mentioned story or something that happened in the podcast, but for the most part, everything's separate.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">The Mighty Boosh</span>. Definitely the funniest British comedy show I've ever watched in my life. My friend gave me the episodes, and I've been watching them on my iPod over the past few weeks. Unfortunately only European region DVDs have been made, so the seasons are only available via downloading. Apparently they may eventually release it with the North American region, and possible even give it a TV spot in the states. The style of the show is sort of a psychedelic/comedy/musical. There's usually a song out of every 2-3 episodes, and it's always hilarious. The two main characters, Howard and Vince, invented a type of scat called crimping. They simultaneously sing/talk hilarious, random lines. One example is as follows (although it can not be fully explained without listening to it)<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" >Soup, soup,<br />A tasty, soup, super spicy, <br />Carrot and coriander,<br />Chilli chowder,<br />Crouton, crouton, crunchy friends in a liquid broth,<br />I am gazpacho, oh,<br />I am a summer soup, mmm,<br />Miso, Miso, fighting in the dojo, Miso, Miso, <br />Oriental prince in the land of soup! </span><br /><br />Anyways, I'd definitely suggest watching The Mighty Boosh. If it comes to North American television, or they release the DVDs here, I'll definitely write about it.oisterjoshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01446028759584815390noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24078103.post-55036832062855556282008-12-31T00:35:00.000-08:002008-12-31T01:32:46.291-08:00Christmas!This Christmas was much different than any other Christmas I've had. This year, Matt wasn't living at home. When he and Tess came over, they were <span style="font-style: italic;">guests</span>. Well, they weren't treated like guests, they were treated like family...but even still, the fact that they <span style="font-style: italic;">came over</span> as opposed to just being here for Christmas...it's just weird.<br />But nobody cares about my brother's current living situation, they want to know what I got! Or maybe they're just here to make me feel better about myself by commenting on my posts, without actually taking in any of the information.<br />Either way, I don't really care...whatever makes my Google Analytics charts look better :D<br />So for Christmas, I got a Calvin and Hobbes book, a battery charger and some rechargeable batteries, money for an iPod Touch, and some headphones for aforementioned iPod. Also some Tim Hortons money. Apparently it can only be used at Tim Hortons, I can't use it towards the iPod...<br />That's basically all I got...it was a fairly present-less Christmas, because I specifically asked for money, so most people just gave cash, some with cards to go with it.<br /><br />Also, on the job front...No word from Staples yet, but my friend's quitting in January or February, so maybe I'll be able to snag his position...he gave me a pretty good reference, so I'm hoping...But I don't want to wait so long...I might apply at a couple other places, and see what happens...I can always just use Staples as a fallback, in case whatever I apply for never happens...doesn't hurt to try, anyways.<br /><br />Also, I'm fat and I need to run. Every time you talk to me, call me Pudgy, and remind me to go running and do situps and stuff. When I eat a lot of junk food, and then never do any exercise, bad things happen.oisterjoshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01446028759584815390noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24078103.post-12096055349216315932008-11-23T08:53:00.000-08:002008-11-23T09:03:32.224-08:00Texting and Working<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">I got free texting a little while ago, so I can be </span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">less</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"> cheap with my phone. It turns out I'm spending the same amount (with pay as you go) now as I was before I got free texting. It kind of blows because I don't have a job so I can't really afford to be spending too much. Job-wise, I'm not sure where I want to work. I was thinking Red Robin (Notice it's not called Red Robins. My childhood is ruined), but I can't get there by bus</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">, and my dad works, and my mom tutors at random times, so I can't depend on rides from my parents. The only other option is to bus part-way and then walk the rest of the way, which I was willing to do...until my dad reminded me of the neighbourhood around Red Robin. It's like druggie/hooker central (For Maple Ridge anyways). So I decided to settle for second-best and I think I'll apply at Staples. I've known a few people who have worked there, and they all seem to have liked it, as far as jobs go. I'm pretty sure I can bus there, and I think they'd be fairly flexible for my hours, so I'll probably go pick up an application some time soon.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">I hate the process of applying places. After how I got the job at Jacob's, it's hard to make myself write out a formal resumé, and fill out an application form. For Jacob, he just got my brother to bring me one day, and work alongside him, and I guess he was just making sure I wasn't retarded or something, and then at the end of the day he paid me for that day's work, and told me to come back the next day.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Also, apparently at Staples their electronics department is already pretty much full, so I'd probably end up restocking stuff, and maybe being a cashier. That's not too bad, just I would like it a lot more if I could work with computers and stuff.</span>oisterjoshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01446028759584815390noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24078103.post-53541962350148737842008-11-03T14:10:00.000-08:002008-11-03T21:40:54.524-08:00A little updateI guess it's about time for another post. I don't really have much to tell, but SOMEONE (*cough* <a href="http://unreadtales.blogspot.com/">Kayla</a> *cough*) keeps hassling me to write something, so I guess I will...<br /><br />October 30th was the due date for the yearbook write-ups for the grads...I wasn't sure what I was going to write, but I wanted it to be funny, but not a waste of space. I ended up writing something like 'Wow, that was 13 years of school? It felt like...13 years.' and then some random stuff, followed by 'I've always liked living in Pitt Meadows, because it's such a nice little peaceful community. Unfortunately, a couple years ago, I got in one little fight and my mom got scared and said 'You're moving with your auntie and uncle in Bel-Air. I whistled for a cab and when it got near the license plate said FRESH and it had dice in the mirror. Have good lives, classmates.' I sure hope everyone is still down with Bel-Airs by the end of the year, otherwise my write-up will be lame :(<br /><br />Anyways, if something interesting happens, I'll try to remember to write about it.oisterjoshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01446028759584815390noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24078103.post-89966680347486294842008-10-18T11:39:00.000-07:002008-10-18T11:56:55.926-07:00Asian PrideThe other day, I was talking to a Korean kid in my English class about when I lived in Korea. He was pretty amazed that I could read Korean, and so we were writing notes to each other with English words, but written with Korean letters. Korean is completely phonetic, which makes it extremely easy to learn, so long as you stick with it long enough to remember the 24 letters, as well as a couple basic rules. For example, consonants can't be the first character in a syllable, or when -character- is next to -character-, it makes -such and such- sound.<br />Anyways, so my English teacher saw me talking to the Korean kid, and jokingly asked me if I was speaking Korean...and I said yes. Also, a joke...but a terrible idea. I explained that I don't actually speak fluently, I just know a few phrases, and I can read/write it phonetically, but she is now determined that I will learn Korean by the end of the year. The up-side is that Harris is a pretty neat guy, and he's been teaching me some Korean cultural things, and I have diplomatic immunity to talk during class, so long as it's in Korean. The down-side, however, outweighs the good side. My teacher expects me to all of the sudden try WAY harder in class, because she figures if I can finish my work faster, I can do my 'daily Korean lesson' with Harris.<br /><br />"Josh, this is all very interesting, but where's the part where you talk about something crazy and exciting?"<br /><br />I knew you'd ask. Generally I wouldn't tell a story like this, but recently, Kayla Black has been learning some Korean, and I have been having fun helping her a bit, as well as talking about Korean stuff. If anyone else is learning Korean, there are some pretty wicked-easy websites that teach basic Korean (to learn to sound out the characters). Also, a few phrases to impress your Korean friends.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Speaking of languages</span>...my parents wouldn't sign a form allowing me to watch a movie in French class, due to 'excessive coarse language' and 'sexual scenes'. This is fairly normal, and expected, but the annoying part is that instead of watching the movie, then doing a little worksheet that takes about 20 minutes max, my teacher is making me do a 300 word essay...in French. This usually wouldn't be a huge problem, I've done a couple already this year in-class, which is about an hour and 15 minutes. It's just the whole idea behind it...I have to make up for the time that the class spent<span style="font-style: italic;"> watching</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">Bon Cop Bad Cop</span> by writing an essay.oisterjoshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01446028759584815390noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24078103.post-47183831632958250522008-08-28T19:51:00.000-07:002008-08-28T21:39:24.462-07:00Homeschool CollageOver the fairly short time I was homeschooled, I met quite a few people. Of those people, I got along with most. Of <span style="font-style: italic;">those</span> people, I became friends with a few. These are those few's stories. Actually it's my stories, or descriptions, or shout-outs related to those people. Whatever. Shut up and read the rest of this message.<br /><br />First of all, AJ Mauger. He's been a great friend over the years, and we've stayed in contact (or as much contact one can have with AJ) since grade 8 when we met. Because of our strange personalities, we've gotten along with each other really well, including lighting things on fire, or sitting 20 feet away from each other, playing separate videogames, not talking to each other, and still having way more fun than we'd have if we were just alone. Also, we've had some pretty sweet times singing along with music, and talking about random asian things. Another thing we have in common is our faux-love for communism and its prosperity. We've had a lot of deep talks, and a lot of shallow talks...talking + aj + josh = laughter (only AJ will get this reference)<br />There aren't many other things to say about AJ, other than that I think he's a hilarious, kind, smart, and honest friend.<br /><br />Now, not to make everyone else feel bad, but I have a lot less to write about, since I haven't really hung out with many other people other than AJ.<br /><br />Brandon Cazander. Oh, Brandon, you are so ridiculously nerdy, yet you maintain your stylish...uh...style, and you don't <span style="font-style: italic;">look</span> like a nerd. I envy you for that. Also I envy your Dutch background, for you have an excuse every time you buy something simply because it's on sale, or your love for flowers and dropies. I am only pseudo-dutch :(<br />Also, your willingness to help others with their technological problems has always inspired me...prior to meeting you, if someone wanted help, I'd probably give them some advice, or some minimal help, but I'd never research something and try different things until I figured out and fixed the problem, like you do almost every time anyone ever comes to you.<br /><br />Next up is Randi. I hung out with you only a couple times, but we talked a lot on MSN/FirstClass, and you helped me through a lot, for which I thank you. There isn't really much more to say.<br /><br />Sarah Goldberg is next. Sarah, you always entertained me with your insulting way of communicating. I suppose I earned this hostility, and I think I took it nicely, even though you were nothing but a jerk to me ever since we met. But seriously though, you made me feel better about being a nerdy little kid who liked being in the dark all day. You also made vClass more enjoyable, as you'd be my main rival (along with jm) for the best InfoTech vClass game player.<br />ps - I still have that picture. Don't try any funny business.<br /><br />Blake Sovdi doesn't deserve such a low placing in my post, but I never really got to know him so I figure I'd demote him for that reason. Actually the real reason is that I'm just writing about people as I remember things about them. Anyways, Blake was legendary. His blog was hilarious and witty, as well as very interesting at the same time. Also, he had a bird named...Bird. His pet would often be seen sitting on his shoulder on webcam during an iVisit gathering. Blake was well-respected by everyone, and loved by most. Unfortunately he dropped out to work construction, and the whole of FirstClass suffered greatly soon after.<br /><br />brenden Gillespie was pretty rad. I never really talked to him that much, but he gave me some advice one time at a trip to the pool, and it was actually pretty useful. From the little amount that I knew about him, he was a pretty solid fellow though.<br /><br />Nadia Bronk sure did love her debates. I never debated with her for fear of my life, but she was a pretty interesting person. She is an Atheist, and she liked to debate philosophies with everyone. Unlike a lot of people, she would actually do her research on topics, and wouldn't just debate without backup.<br /><br />Matt Ten-Bohmer. He was a nice guy, he liked biking, and he made some stop-motion videos. I saw him a couple times, and we chatted a bit. He's nice. He contributed a lot to the Lunch Room, and I believe him and Mike are pretty good friends.<br /><br />On that note, Michael Hunter. He and Matt are pretty chummy, and often bike together. They'd always be talking on the Lunch Room, avoiding schoolwork.<br /><br />Jean-Michel was a fantastically nerdy guy. He was definitely one of my favourite people to talk to on Skype. I loved helping him with his English work, because the more I'd help him with it, the more spare time he'd have, and in his spare time he'd show me neat things I could do with my computer, or just random things he'd found out about. Also, I loved how eager he was to learn about English stuff. One thing I remember was teaching him the difference between 'twelve-year-old' and 'twelve years old'.<br /><br />I think that's it. For now, anyways. If you're not in here, I probably purposely left you out. If you think I probably forgot you, send me a facebook message, or email, or comment, or ultimatum, and I'll think about adding you.<br /><br />All in all I really enjoyed my time being homeschooled, other than the ridiculous amount of work I had to do...I really enjoyed InfoTech with Mr. Haworth, especially his ultra-fun vClasses. I also liked PE with homeschool, because you could go out and ride bikes or go for a run or whatever, and just tally how much physical activity you do, and so long as you did about an hour a day of physical stuff, you'd get an A :D<br /><br />I guess this is the end of my ridiculously long post. Don't expect any more of these. Don't even expect one half the length of this one.oisterjoshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01446028759584815390noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24078103.post-28517498990407216202008-08-25T17:36:00.000-07:002008-08-25T17:48:40.049-07:00Schooltime?!Well, it's that time again...or at least it will be in but a few days. Back-to-school time seems less rushed every year, doesn't it? I always used to worry about getting new clothes, and stuff like that, but now I'm kind of just living my summer life until September 1st, and then I plan to go into school mode after that. I think I don't have enough binders, but I only used 2 binders last year so I should be able to last at least a little while with only 2.<br /><br />I really want to get an Xbox 360, but I want to wait until there's some sort of promotional deal...I wanted to get it when there was the 20G one for $299 and it came with The Orange Box and Rainbow Six....I'd just trade in Rainbow Six at EB Games, but I'd save $40 on not having to buy The Orange Box. Also, I'd really like to get the Xbox at either Superstore or BestBuy, due to the high chances of having to return it. I'm also thinking about getting a 60G, since it's only $50 more, and I can download a lot more stuff with that extra space, including all my games, to save on loading times.oisterjoshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01446028759584815390noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24078103.post-67257219471926897982008-08-04T22:38:00.000-07:002008-08-04T23:10:28.154-07:00Working my way back upNot quite a hilarious post, but hopefully it's a bit more entertaining than the previous one. Bear with me.<br />So my parents are really restrictive, especially in movies and the like. Perhaps they're trying to stop me from having bad influences on me...but at some point it needs to stop. You can't try to do that forever. I understand that parents wouldn't want their impressionable 10-year-old child to go to Disturbia, or to play Grand Theft Auto, but I'm not ten anymore.<br />Maybe I'll just write a completely different blog post as part of this one, because otherwise I would have written two non-funny blog posts, which would ruin my reputation.<br />At the fireworks with AJ, I continued my game which I talked about a long time ago. Actually, continued <span style="font-style: italic;">our</span> game. We got some sensual ice cream, and went for a romantic stroll along the waterfront. We saw this boat spraying water out, and we were looking at it for a minute or so, then all of the sudden I hear 'Is that Josh Young?' and I look around and right behind where I was standing were some people I know. Isn't that crazy?<br />Last year, my eskimo friend started recording a <a href="http://www.mattandianshow.com"><span style="font-style: italic;">hilarious</span> </a><a href="http://www.mattandianshow.com">podcast</a> with his friend. I've totally gotten into it. Some day, I'm going to be part of one. That is a day I can't wait for. Also, I can't wait for the day when Mamma Mia comes out on DVD. I will purchase a copy fo' sho'.oisterjoshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01446028759584815390noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24078103.post-88642562720434915512008-07-20T17:40:00.000-07:002008-07-20T18:32:13.225-07:00Self-Centered.Well, I have been meaning to write this for a while. This is mainly a post for myself, which is kind of strange, but get over it. So recently, I've been working quite a bit, and when I work, I have a lot of time to think to myself. Also, a lot of time to think <span style="font-style: italic;">about</span> myself. Generally, it's just your generic 'I should do more situps, and eat less McDonalds' (Never actually happens), or your other generic pity-party kind of things. Then one day I had an original, personalized self-thought. I'm really really self-centered. I always joke about it, but I guess it's another case of the jokes with a hint (or in this case, more than just a hint) of truth in them. I try not to be too self-centered, but I often catch myself in a selfish thought/action.<br />I think one of the main problems I have is with money. I'm always hesitant to give up my money, even if it's for a completely okay reason. Like for example, if someone wants money for gas, or money for food, or whatever, I automatically try to figure out EXACTLY how much it would cost them, and then not give them any more than they paid, or whatever. Also, it seems I often assume things I shouldn't, such as 'this rule probably doesn't really apply to me', among other things. One of the worst things (for other people, anyways), is when I get mad at someone for something, then turn around and do the exact same thing, but think it's alright, and get mad at people for being annoyed.<br />Another thing, unrelated to self-centeredness, is that I often find myself not necessarily <span style="font-style: italic;">insulting</span> people behind their back, but not exactly complimenting them either. I need to work on that. Next post won't be so down, hopefully, although I need to write one about complaining, that's for sure :Poisterjoshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01446028759584815390noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24078103.post-5735981396431082152008-07-02T10:53:00.000-07:002008-07-02T10:57:00.223-07:00UnreliabilityI hate it when people are unreliable. That is all I will say, because there's a chance somebody actually reads this, and will be offended. "Hey, why did Josh say I'm unreliable? All I did was say I'd do something then not do it, but never tell him I didn't do it, and never actually planned on doing it! That doesn't make me unreliable!"oisterjoshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01446028759584815390noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24078103.post-66184011590684968252008-06-09T16:51:00.000-07:002008-06-09T17:21:12.256-07:00Pitt Meadows DayI had a really fun Pitt Meadows Day. I played Rock Band and Halo 3. It was fun. AJ is better than me at Rock Band, but I look better while playing it. I took a picture of AJ, but my camera is missing, and hopefully will mysteriously return.<br />I played hockey again on Sunday. My team won. I think the other goalie had a better save percentage, my team just played better, or at least more offensively.<br />I don't really have anything to say, other than for some strange reason I've been craving Mexican food...oisterjoshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01446028759584815390noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24078103.post-4757297379542078942008-05-25T15:12:00.000-07:002008-05-25T15:16:53.448-07:00TennisMy math teacher was playing a tennis game while he waited for it to be 3:30 so he could start the tutorial after school the other day...and he totally sucked. I looked at the link, then went home and destroyed the game.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJTEBk9_gqIPiLGI3qJO5IoieFHchbshcLlAJF1OOigj5HdDks-x5YO_fA1FdsEkLWtICHwZmfGQggRtN6XrVJBc3dyXXJfhkK3t6FlvcGSsZdHOOzYR68gjwW5Bwk8hfhzRx8/s1600-h/Picture+2.png"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJTEBk9_gqIPiLGI3qJO5IoieFHchbshcLlAJF1OOigj5HdDks-x5YO_fA1FdsEkLWtICHwZmfGQggRtN6XrVJBc3dyXXJfhkK3t6FlvcGSsZdHOOzYR68gjwW5Bwk8hfhzRx8/s320/Picture+2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204442536697299986" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUgcRO5E4tb6oSKH2dwbMH3Pq8kTZTszSXG_yC1DfpfcBaKcGND4OQUIBLnUxzuZUoVqwHhWRSC0t10gBm8-z-fis01i5SsL5NUQ441COzafB-_APa2MKTdTkyIg37fzGoa5Ow/s1600-h/Picture+3.png"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUgcRO5E4tb6oSKH2dwbMH3Pq8kTZTszSXG_yC1DfpfcBaKcGND4OQUIBLnUxzuZUoVqwHhWRSC0t10gBm8-z-fis01i5SsL5NUQ441COzafB-_APa2MKTdTkyIg37fzGoa5Ow/s320/Picture+3.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204442536697300002" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-weXS7rHCIj6ndoTj7C1fm5I7JDNhgSRZ66YSEuUycVrZDF8-TzM5ICTi9HhdsU9pYyv2kgfi10cXeX-G08aA9VUvu1olpd-btG_8myxQ5XTiOhxqFoJBUVPgKzr9y0DxJ0ob/s1600-h/Picture+4.png"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-weXS7rHCIj6ndoTj7C1fm5I7JDNhgSRZ66YSEuUycVrZDF8-TzM5ICTi9HhdsU9pYyv2kgfi10cXeX-G08aA9VUvu1olpd-btG_8myxQ5XTiOhxqFoJBUVPgKzr9y0DxJ0ob/s320/Picture+4.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204442540992267314" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTyeJyLYOX5uRkuD-nysq4GkS3nYH26W3DUFV3r5BqCUlDiv_25c6hxaAhbmx8O7HaINmAfF5hhdZztqHHIeIFU4sJSSkH6Ek5vmMxSR_gDzS5ps7aMCABM4Tgl9VPIXifc5vL/s1600-h/Picture+5.png"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTyeJyLYOX5uRkuD-nysq4GkS3nYH26W3DUFV3r5BqCUlDiv_25c6hxaAhbmx8O7HaINmAfF5hhdZztqHHIeIFU4sJSSkH6Ek5vmMxSR_gDzS5ps7aMCABM4Tgl9VPIXifc5vL/s320/Picture+5.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204442540992267330" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizxfYe_0ZbuzsCppfPPV7lqxAPdPfVFAjZxNb5x6edgbKQC3hvhXEIeWcb-eDZw37Sj8vByOIwGUCDXngwdVZHWyKEhNbTwdxYJyKVpOGCJr502NPaA4h0Htlt8hPIEX9eSk5V/s1600-h/Picture+6.png"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizxfYe_0ZbuzsCppfPPV7lqxAPdPfVFAjZxNb5x6edgbKQC3hvhXEIeWcb-eDZw37Sj8vByOIwGUCDXngwdVZHWyKEhNbTwdxYJyKVpOGCJr502NPaA4h0Htlt8hPIEX9eSk5V/s320/Picture+6.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204442614006711378" border="0" /></a>oisterjoshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01446028759584815390noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24078103.post-64995160280354696892008-05-05T17:31:00.000-07:002008-05-05T17:32:01.938-07:00Iron ManI just saw Iron Man last night. It was incredible. Of all the superhero movies, or similarly-styled ones, this was the best. The characters were interesting, it wasn't all about the drama between characters (*cough* Transformers *cough*), and the storyline was fairly believable.<br />There were also some <span style="font-style: italic;">intense</span> battle scenes.<br />Wonderful movie. Go watch it <span style="font-style: italic;">right now</span>oisterjoshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01446028759584815390noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24078103.post-21081312845576889642008-04-30T23:18:00.000-07:002008-04-30T23:29:30.573-07:00Other thingsSo I mentioned some other things in my last post, and here they are.<br /><br />First off, I was talking to someone, and they mentioned that often times, girls feel obligated to do something when they are with a guy, and he pays for something. Now, I can't vouch for anyone other guys' ulterior motives, but I can definitely say for myself, when I offer to pay for someone, I am just trying to be nice and polite.<br /><br />Another thing I had in mind was how annoying it is when people have a huge reaction over a small thing. I can't remember now what exact I had been thinking of when I wrote down the reminder to include this in this post, but sometimes it just annoys me greatly. Some people just overreact to almost anything. Here's a hypothetical conversation.<br /><br />Bill: Hey Sue, how's it going?<br />Sue: I'm pretty good. Is that a new haircut?<br />Bill: NO! IT'S NOT A @#Bill: NO! IT'S NOT A @#$&ING NEW HAIR CUT! ISN'T A GUY ALLOWED TO GO ONE DAY WITHOUT DOING HIS HAIR?! SCREW OFF, SUE!<br />amp;ING NEW HAIR CUT! ISN'T A GUY ALLOWED TO GO ONE DAY WITHOUT DOING HIS HAIR?! SCREW OFF, SUE!<br /><br />That was moderately exaggerated, but that kind of thing just bothers me. I suppose it's a bit of an overreaction to post this, thus creating an ironic situation, but I felt it would help me be less annoyed now that I've gotten it out of my system.<br /><br />So, on a moderately related note, I've definitely been <span style="font-style: italic;">extremely </span><span>busy with not only schoolwork and school-related things, but also with work and youth. This past weekend I went to Capernwray, and then tonight I had to help run a bible study, plus act in a skit. The skit was ultra-hilarious, btw.<br /></span>oisterjoshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01446028759584815390noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24078103.post-8256975638052197732008-04-28T15:53:00.001-07:002008-04-28T16:09:20.630-07:00Tricky ChildI have some other things I was planning on posting, and they're probably more interesting, but I really wanted to tell this story. It took place when I was in grade 3, if I remember correctly.<br />I was just goofing around with a friend, and I fell over, and while falling, I grabbed for a desk. Unfortunately, I only ended up pushing the desk. There was a girl sitting right in front of the desk, and it hit her in the back. She started crying, and the teacher sent me down the the office. Now, being in grade 3, I immediately did as she said, and started feeling terrible. I began to think of the possible consequences. "I'm going to be grounded for the rest of my life! Dad's gonna throw me through a window! Mr. Koehn is going to break my knees! Maybe he'll call home and I'll get expelled!"<br />Anyways, as I came to the office, I saw Mr. Koehn just sitting there, in his little room. I walked in, sniffling, and he immediately donned his 'angry principal' face, glaring down at me. He asked, in his gruffest, most intimidating voice "What did you do, Josh?"<br />I responded in the biggest voice I could make "I hit someone with a desk by accident"<br />He didn't seem to be so worried about my emotional state, as he only asked about how the girl was feeling. Then he told me "By tomorrow, I want you to have 'I will be more careful in my class because people might get hurt' 20 times. Then at the bottom, I want your mom's signature."<br />This here was the worst part of the punishment. I'd take 100 un-signed lines over 20 lines and a signature. I was dead. There was no way out. I'd have to write the lines, then tell my parents, and I was going to get shot.<br />When I got home, I was just about to spill the beans, when I thought of an ingenious plan. Instead of getting the signature after my lines were done, I'd get it before they were done, and do the lines after! But how could I work that out?<br />Being the smart child I was, I thought of an idea.<br />I sauntered upstairs, pretended like nothing at all happened, and then went into my room. I got a piece of paper out of my notebook, and brought it to my mom. "Hey mom, can I have your autograph? I want to compare it to mine!"<br />I had written my signature close to the bottom of the page, and she wrote hers directly underneath. Then I said something to the effect of "Wow, they're so similar! Maybe it's hereditary!" Okay, so maybe I didn't say 'hereditary,' but something like that. Then I innocently walked back to my room, and slowly wrote the lines, making sure not to make any mistakes, so I could avoid having to think of something incredibly witty to get my mom's signature again.<br />The next day, I proudly showed the lines to Mr. Koehn, and he looked at them, then took the paper and threw it into the trash. Then he told me "Now Josh, I guess you had a talk with your mom so I'll make this short. Make sure to be more careful in school, because you could hurt someone very badly if you aren't careful."<br />Sneakily, I pretended to be remembering a horrible experience or something, and he just let me go to class.<br />Wasn't I a tricky child?oisterjoshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01446028759584815390noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24078103.post-56556313020994362752008-04-08T22:33:00.001-07:002008-04-08T22:33:20.153-07:00Festival of ScenesI'm in a drama production at my school (PMSS) called The Festival of Scenes. Basically just a bunch of random scenes chosen and acted out by each group, one after another, not connected in any way. A friend and I are doing a scene from The Office, and it's pretty rad. We performed tonight, and will be performing every night until Friday. It was pretty nerve-racking at first, but I got used to it.oisterjoshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01446028759584815390noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24078103.post-12860956806464116582008-03-29T16:28:00.000-07:002008-03-29T16:29:18.610-07:00MotivationRecently I've really been lacking motivation to post in my blog. For a while there, I was posting 2-3 times per week, but now it's dwindled down. It's almost been a week since my last post. I'm not sure why I'm not as motivated to post more...I suppose during spring break I had a lot of spare time, whereas now I'm fairly busy, and the only time I have free, I maximize my fun by doing stuff other than talking to the two people who actually read these posts.<br />Well, I don't want to be like every other blogger and only write about the fact that I don't write much, so I'll actually put something in here. I'm officially addicted to Rock Band and Facebook. I've been addicted to Facebook for a while, but I was only a Rock Band fan up until recently. When will AA expand and cover more modern addictions?<br />Totally hypothetically, does anyone want to lend me a console and Rock Band? kthxbaioisterjoshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01446028759584815390noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24078103.post-19431614474143246972008-03-15T08:24:00.001-07:002008-03-15T08:24:44.252-07:00Because I love stalkersName: Joshua<br />Nickname: Josh<br />Birthday: 12/25/91<br />Birthplace: Burnaby<br />Eye Color: Blue<br />Hair Color: Brown<br />Height: 6'2<br />Right Handed or Left Handed: Right<br />Your Heritage: English/German<br />Where you want to live when you grow up: Mars<br />The Shoes You Wore Today: None<br />Your Weakness: Probably sumo wrestling<br />Your Fears: Spiders, and weight loss<br />Your Perfect Pizza: One in my stomach<br />Your Most Overused Phrase on an instant messenger: 'haha'<br />Goal You Would Like To Achieve This Year: Go all year without murdering any of my teachers<br />Thoughts First Waking Up: "ugh, spring break and I have to work"<br />Your Best Physical Feature: All of me<br />Your Bedtime: 4:30pm<br />Your Most Missed Memory: Pogs<br />Pepsi or Coke: Coke<br />McDonalds or Burger King: McDonalds...except I <3 BK French Toast Sticks<br />Single or Group Dates: "Group" meaning like double date, or like dating a large number of people...if it was a large number of people, I choose that one<br />Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea: Lipton<br />Chocolate or Vanilla: Vanilla<br />Cappuccino or Coffee: Hot chocolate?<br />Do you Sing: Definitely. I sing very loudly<br />Do you Shower Daily: Annually*<br />Have you Been in Love: Yes. With AJ Mauger<br />Do you want to go to College: Yep. BCIT. Radiology.<br />Do you want to get Married: Isn't this a bit quick? I haven't known you very long...<br />Do you believe in yourself: Nope. I definitely don't exist.<br />Do you get Motion Sickness: Nope<br />Do you think you are Attractive: Not extremely, just averagely attractive<br />Are you a Health Freak: Not at all, although I like most veggies<br />Do you get along with your Parents: Not particularly<br />Do you like Thunderstorms: I am a thunderstorm<br />If you're driving do you run stop signs? It would be against the AUP to say<br />When you were little what did you want to be: A trampoline. Seriously.<br />What's the one thing on your mind now: Rock Band<br />hugs or kisses: Kisses, just to be different from AJ<br />Have you ever stood up for someone you hardly knew: Probably<br />Do you stay friends with your ex's: Sometimes<br />Do you have a secret that no one knows but you: Not really.<br />Things you can't live without: Food, water, oxygen, and blood<br />Number of things in my Past I Regret: 7<br />What I like In a Boy.. I shouldn't have taken this off of AJ's blog...<br />Favorite Eye Color: Blue<br />Favorite Hair Color: Brown<br />Short or Long Hair: Medium, or long<br />Height: A bit shorter than me. That leaves my options very open.<br />Weight: Less than Kayla Black<br />Best Clothing Style: For me? Casual. Polo + jeans.<br />How do you want to Die: Hopefully with AJ, in a combination of snowboarding, fire, and being naked...and Lego<br />Ever Shoplifted: Yep<br />Ever been called a Tease: All the time. It's practically my nickname<br />Do you play an Instrument: Trumpet, partly bass, and I used to play piano when I was about 5<br />In the past month have you Drank Alcohol: Nope<br />In the past month have you gone to a Mall: Yes, but only to get my glasses fixed<br />In the past month have you been Dumped: Nope<br />In the past month have you Stolen Anything: I've stolen a lot of things.<br />In the past month have you gone Skinny Dipping: Once you push away the ice, it's actually quite warm<br />Do you Smoke: Nope<br />Do you Swear: Not usually<br />In the past month have you eaten a box of Oreos: Yes<br />In the past month have you eaten Sushi: Yes<br />In the past month have you been on Stage: Kind of...I auditioned for something, and I was on a stage, but I wasn't performing in front of anyone<br />Ever been Beaten up: Yep<br /> <br />Number of CDs I own: 15 maybe? Not counting iTunes CDs<br />Favorite color: Blue<br />Favorite song right now: Creep - Radiohead, because of Rock Band<br />Favorite car: Affordable - VW Golf<br />Not Affordable - Mustang GT<br />Ever been drunk: Nope<br />Which friends on Myspace have you known the longest: Myspace is for posers and cool people<br />Are you more optimistic or pessimistic: Sadistic<br />Rainy or sunny: Sunny<br />Favorite season: Spring/Fall<br />happy or sad music: Depends on how I feel<br />Do you do drugs: Nope<br />Cats or dogs: Both have good qualities<br />sleeping or eating: Sleepeating<br />Is your best friend a girl or guy? Guy<br />Getting tired of taking this survey: Nope, I'd love to answer some more questions<br />Own a car: Not yet<br />The last time you laughed so hard you cried? About a week ago I made the greatest "That's what she said" jokeoisterjoshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01446028759584815390noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24078103.post-51108930896014313802008-03-13T21:58:00.001-07:002008-03-13T21:58:41.595-07:00Rock BandI used to think Guitar Hero was a brilliant idea. They combine hand-eye coordination, button mashing, and good music to make a supergame!<br />I've now seen the light. Rock Band is the most amazing game that was ever invented. They took Guitar Hero and improved on it greatly. They added drums and vocals, while keeping guitar and bass, and made it more of a band thing than randomly playing guitar songs. I also love how there can be four players at one time. Guitar hero allowed for...2<br />Also, the absolutely beautiful graphics on Rock Band are pretty wonderful...I like the rectangle-shaped notes, as opposed to the circular notes from Guitar Hero.<br />My friends and I have developed a band, called Catz. We don't have set instruments, as we all enjoy playing them all, but we do have set names. I'm Chapstick, Adrian is Kitty, Erica is Woof, and Cydney is Twinkletoes. And our opening band is Meercat. They suck, and we make fun of them during our show :)<br />And now about music selection. Rock Band's playlist is Absolutely Wonderful to quote DDR. It's epic. I'll be eating these words when something new comes out, perhaps Rock Band 2, or whatever it may be...it'll have better selection, and will have added harmonies with two mic's, or something of the likes. Perhaps you'll get extra points for playing upside down above your head, which is quite entertaining and difficult, to say the least :Poisterjoshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01446028759584815390noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24078103.post-18238584383702533982008-03-12T20:25:00.001-07:002008-03-12T20:25:46.309-07:00Spring Break and MoviesThere are a few movies I've been wanting to see...first of all I wanted to see Juno, because it sounds like a really good movie...and unlike most movies I've been watching recently, this one doesn't involve explosions and gunshots. It's good because it deals with fairly rarely talked about subjects. Then there's Jumper and Vantage Point. I want to see both of them, but I heard Jumper is kind of lame, so I'll see Vantage Point and maybe Jumper if I have time.<br />Also, on a fairly unrelated note, I've really got the hankering to watch Braveheart.<br />So on a related note, what are you guys doing over the break?oisterjoshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01446028759584815390noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24078103.post-25907687996449012802008-03-08T18:48:00.001-08:002008-03-08T18:48:54.114-08:00Something to PonderThis will be one of my more unusual posts. I suppose I've definitely had my fair share of those. Anyways, here goes.<br />When I lived in Korea, I was on the computer pretty much all day every day, doing schoolwork or MSN. Anyways, I did a heck of a lot of typing. I also was working through ATRT with infotech. As it worked out, I got ridiculously fast at typing, between the practice, and the lessons with ATRT. I developed a sort of mix between home row and hunt-and-peck. I use my index finger, middle finger, and ring finger on each hand to type, and my index finger on my right hand for the space bar. I'm not sure when that started happening, because when I was doing ATRT, I was using my right thumb for space, but without noticing, I apparently stopped :S<br />Anyways, onto the main idea. The one you're supposed to ponder. But it's not much of a pondering idea, more of an 'I agree with that' idea.<br />I noticed one day that I get frustrated when I'm printing. For example, writing an english essay or whatever. I figured out that it's because I get thoughts, and I can't get them on paper before I forget them, or think of other thoughts. Because I'm used to being able to write down my thoughts as fast as I can think them up, my mind doesn't dwell on a thought for very long. Or maybe I have ADD. Or perhaps both. So I guess for me, it would be good to buy a nice little cheap laptop and bring it to school and type on it instead of writing stuff down. The only problem is that I wouldn't be able to fill in worksheets as easily, especially if I had gotten used to typing everything out. Maybe I'll just have to suck it up and wait until I'm out of high school, and in post-secondary I'll just do everything on a laptop.<br />What do you think? Do you type fast enough to keep up with your mind? Do you get frustrated when you print/write? I won't even get started on how slow I write. It'd be quicker to watch a race between two turtles across an ocean of peanut butter.oisterjoshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01446028759584815390noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24078103.post-17659188192733660902008-03-06T19:43:00.000-08:002008-03-06T19:47:40.416-08:00Why "oisterjosh"?<span style="font-size:85%;">But </span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" >why on earth</span><span style="font-size:85%;"> would you have a name like "oisterjosh"?</span><br /><br />Well, it all started one day when I was in about grade 2 when my sister, her friend, and I were all walking home from school. My sister's friend nicknamed my sister Shrimp, because she was fairly short for her age. Anyways, I was jealous that my sister had a cool nickname, and I didn't have one. My sister's friend replied <span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">"Well Josh, let's make a nickname for you right now. Let's see...a shrimp lives underwater and so do...oysters! You can be Oyster."</span> I was fairly satisfied with that, so that was my nickname for a while. Then in grade 4, when all the cool kids were getting Hotmail, I wanted one too. I was pretty much computer-illiterate at the time, as we had dial-up, so I got my dad to make one for me. My sister had just made one earlier that day, and had used 'shrimpliz' as her email, so I asked for 'oysterjosh' but I didn't spell it, and apparently my dad has poor spelling capabilities, so I ended up with "oisterjosh." Well, it just kind of stuck, and I used "oisterjosh" for everything online. With the consistency, people would rarely forget things, such as <a href="http://oisterjosh.blogspot.com/">my blog</a>'s URL. Also, it's useful that it's spelt wrong, because I've never once tried to make an account somewhere and found that someone else was using that name.oisterjoshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01446028759584815390noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24078103.post-24598049903112741542008-03-05T18:00:00.000-08:002008-03-05T18:01:14.506-08:00Facebook etcI'm officially addicted to facebook. If I want to spend time on the computer, I should make a point of first going here and writing a blog post, then copying it all to Blogger. Then my fan can enjoy the stories of my life.<br />But seriously though, I really need to get off Facebook. If they invent a patch, tell me about it.<br />Oh and guess what happened today? I'll write a rough script of what was said and done.<br /><br />Josh: Hey Aaron, think I can jump over this fence without touching it with my feet?<br />Aaron: No way man, you could never do that, the fence is too high<br />-Josh jumps over fence, but his right hand slips and as he is going over the fence, he falls down sideways-<br />Josh: Fricken OW! My elbow's bleeding..and so are my hands...but I told you I could do it!<br />Aaron: True...but I bet you couldn't do it again.<br /><br />Yep, that's about how it went. It was pretty good, except for the whole bleeding thing, it got on my PE shirt, which is white, but covered in dirt and stuff so it isn't very noticeable.oisterjoshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01446028759584815390noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24078103.post-65424732621122691552008-03-02T09:05:00.000-08:002008-03-02T09:14:00.333-08:00MusicRecently, I've been listening to music a lot more than usual. I can't concentrate at all unless I have music on. It used to be that I could only concentrate well if there was music on in the background, but with headphones it was too overbearing, but now I can concentrate with headphones on too. I'm getting pretty annoyed though, because my iPod is too small. I wish I had kept my old one. At the time, I had less than 1GB of music, but now I have more, and plus with iPodLinux, I need even more space, especially if I want to put movies on.<br />If I sell my dirtbike, I'm not sure what I'll do with the money. Initially I was planning on getting an xBox 360, but I pretty much don't have any time any more. Maybe I'll get a Wii, or a PS2, because they're cheaper. If I got a PS2, I'd get Rock Band and Guitar Hero 3. Possibly DDR, but probably just RB and GH3.oisterjoshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01446028759584815390noreply@blogger.com2