I had the idea for a character in the Walking Dead. The idea struck me while playing Dead Rising 2 again, and fighting the psychopaths. The psychopaths represent a normal person who snapped under the immense pressure of abnormal situations, they become detached from the full reality of the situation. My particular character is not quite a psychopath in that sense, but a strong character within the Walking Dead universe.

Rick’s group crosses this character spinning his home-made polearm, a machete on one end, and a sledge hammer on the other. He was slicing and smashing walkers to bits, like a giant blender the way he spun his weapon. Heads and chests exploding, limbs and torsos flying this way and that. Finally, he’s pinning down the last live zombie, removing its thyroid gland from it’s still twitching body. He stabs the zombie in the side of the head and takes a few steps to a creek, rinsing the meat. He then hangs the small piece of meat alongside a few others to dry in the sun. You see, he has to remove them while the zombie is still “alive” for it to retain it’s effects on the human body.

Satisfied, the man produces a small pouch, dipping his knife inside to stir the powder around. Carefully balancing the knife while pulling it out, he snorts the powder along its blade. Rick, Darryl, and gang creep up on the man, weapons raised. “What the hell are you doing?” Darryl asks, genuinely confused by a man doing drugs all by himself outdoors.

“Eh?” the man says, standing up now. You could see the muscles on his arms pulsing, the veins along his arms throbbing like he’s been lifting weights. He stands tall and half smiles. “What do you want?”

Rick, content to let Darryl take this one, doesn’t move an inch. “What’s with the meat? What are you curing it for? Don’t you know they’re walkers?”

“Of course I know,” the man replies, “where do you think I get my strength?”

Darryl, Rick, Michonne, none of them knowing what to say, stand there unblinking. The man continues, “We’re all just like them anyway, at least, as soon as we die. I’m just borrowing their strength now before I turn.” His listeners, don’t even twitch, even Judith is quiet. “You see how much strength they have even though they’re dead, how long they can last without eating? That’s what I mean. So long as I take this stuff, I’m stronger than I ever was before all this happened. I won’t lie, I’ve never been this hungry, but I don’t need to eat.”

“I used to be with this group that had a doctor. He was experimenting on the biters, and I offered to be a guinea pig. At first I was eating their thyroid, that’s what he called it. But to make the thyroid last, so I could take it with me, I started drying it, grinding it up into a fine powder so I could snort it quick, or rub it against my gums.” The man now was scratching himself and playing with his fingers the way an addict would. He clasped his hands, a reflex he’d developed to keep his busy hands in order….

Overall, the character is stronger than any regular man, his wounds can heal, he can survive without water or food, but he has a few characteristics of an addict. Anyway, that was my idea for a character in the Walking Dead universe.

sfa-psx-longbox In high school I lived down the street from two brothers who were smart enough to invest early into a Playstation. They had the long box versions of all those early games: Ridge Racer, Street Fighter Alpha, Air Combat, Battle Arena Toshinden, etc. An early favorite of mine was Ridge Racer, but far and away the one we played the most was Street Fighter Alpha. I played it in the arcades of course, but sitting down next to someone and playing for hours was a sort of practice I hadn’t gotten since playing SF2 on the SNES. That’s when the brothers had the bright idea to host a tournament.

I was reluctant to enter because, well, first was the $10 entry fee, and secondly because I wasn’t confident in my ability to win so I joined to be part of the fun. If memory serves, the tournament had 8 players and was set up as double elimination. I remember not doing too well and getting knocked into losers early on. My first fight in losers though I did pretty well and I specifically remember picking Ken and doing a jumping HP, crouching HP, HP shoryuken combo. The guy gave me hell for my one button combo, but it didn’t bother me too much. Later on I got knocked out of the tournament anyway.

The most memorable part of the tournament was what happened during grand finals. First, it’s important to know that for this tournament, the person hosting it set the rules for no throws. The host won the first round, but lost the second round to a throw. The host claimed it was his right to a free hit at the beginning of the third round, and it was agreed upon by everyone since the only rule was no throwing. Instead of throwing the second player for equal damage, or just punching him he does a level 3 Shinkuu Tatsumaki Senpuukyaku. Insane! He took the rest of the round easily. The guy who lost got his $10 for second prize and it didn’t cost him anything overall, but I couldn’t help but feel like it was a shitty win. We found out later he actually hosted the tournament to collect money for some target purchase of his – probably more games.

Needless to say, that kind of ruined the pay-to-enter tournaments for us and we never did it again. As someone that grew up on games and Street Fighter it has always been a dark memory for me. Years later I went back to their house and played them, but they couldn’t touch me, haha. Those were very satisfying wins.

194212-RXYU_20141030_235959_CGP Over the years I’ve been able to meet and correspond with people from all over the world thanks to the Internet. It began in middle and high school in the mid to late nineties when I would chat on IRC. Learning about different people and cultures has always interested me, especially at a time when I hated my own existence.

The Philippines struck me as a country with big-hearted people. Even when struck by disasters and widespread poverty, they seem devout, generous and loving. I was thinking if I can support a young kid, someone that never asked to be part of this world, to give them even one more chance I could sleep. Enter Fatima. I’m hoping to connect and support her, to be a friendly face. I received her photo and video from the humanitarian organization and have been writing to her for the past few months. I don’t get a chance to update my blog very often, and I thought writing one for her might be a good idea.

She comes from Camarines Norte – a province in the Bicol region of Luzon, an island in the Philippines. I’ve never been to the Philippines, but it looks like a beautiful tropical archipelago. It’s probably covered with pineapple and mango trees.

Philippines Map

Included in her introduction is a short video describing her favorite things and what she wants to be when she grows up. A friend was kind enough to translate the video and I’ve included the transcription below as well.

My name is Fatima. My favorite food is fried chicken. My favorite color is red. My favorite school subject is Filipino. I want to be a teacher someday!

It happens all the time, someone deleted an item by mistake. Whether it’s your content author, your customer, or yourself, you’ll need to undelete or recover a deleted item. Here’s how it’s done. If you’re a Sitecore 6 or 7 user, scroll down to that section.

Sitecore 8

Sitecore 8’s Launchpad provides a new way to access the Recycle Bin. From the launchpad just click the Recycle Bin app to access it.


If instead you’re already in the Desktop mode or are used to that, hit the Sitecore menu and click the Recycle Bin app from the right hand side.


Once you’ve launched the Sitecore Recycle Bin, navigate to your item, select it, and choose “Restore” from the top.


Still on Sitecore 6 or 7?

When logging in select the Desktop view.


From the Sitecore menu select the recycle bin from the right side.


Navigate to the item you wish to recover, select it, and hit “Recover” at the top of the app. Your item is now recovered.


I had an opportunity to visit my first Evo tournament this year – Evo 2014. I’ve been watching streams, tournament footage, and playing Street Fighter for a long time, but had never gone to the big show. I’d also never been to Las Vegas before, so it was a real treat.

FChamp & Alex Valle It started at my local airport where I met a couple of folks going to the tournament, and again when transferring in Chicago. They were mostly young pesky folks who wouldn’t stop talking like they were in a twitch stream chat. Don’t get me wrong, I like fighting games, that’s why I’m going, but you gotta know when to tone it down and put that fanboy stuff in check.

I got to see all the greats Justin Wong, Alex Valle, Seth Killian, Yipes, Chris G, Golden Boy Neo, Marn, Daigo, Tokido, etc. I only got to talk to Neo and Marn – Neo struck me as a nice guy, Marn was a bit peculiar but what would you expect? What struck me as really interesting was how Daigo was treated everywhere he walked. EVERYBODY wanted a photo with the man, it was amazing. We all grew up on hearing about Daigo, his face means Hadouken! Justin Wong was smaller than I expected, maybe that’s because his fighting spirit is so much bigger than he is.

Did I compete, yes. How did I do? Well, I got some blood on my hands, but these guys were tough. I see now that you have to bring a system with you or know someone with one so you don’t go into the tournament cold. You don’t want to be loosening up in a real fight. The other thing was, I was a bit nervous. You’re waiting for your name to be called, and everyone is looking over your shoulder to see what you’re doing. It’s reminiscent of the arcade, except you already know everyone in your arcade. Overall it was a lot of fun, and I would totally go again. If anything, it’s a few days away from work. I don’t gamble or anything like that, but Vegas was as fun or relaxing as I wanted it to be at any moment. I got probably the best chicken wings in recent memory while there!

I knew that seating on finals day would be tough, so I loaded up on snacks and water, and got down there early to see what was going on. BlazBlue: Chrono Phantasma finals were surprisingly amazing, talk about a wake up! However, the Smash Bros finals put me straight to sleep. I don’t know how people can watch people jump kick each other for hours. My understanding is that this is a tactic in finals, very safe. Either way, it was un-watchable. After all that, we got on to the excellent and hype play of Justin Wong, who prevailed. Snake Eyes, a favorite of mine also did great in finals, but that match against Fuudo? Wow, infuriating! Haha, overall I had a great time.

Grand Finals – UMvC3

UMvC3 finals always have an air of excitement and hype that other games can’t quite touch, this year was no different. Justin Wong’s last second victory over FChamp in winners finals? Oh my gawd, Justin Woooonggg!

I think Filipino Champ is a really good player, so it surprised me when the people around me booed him. I guess they don’t like the way he carries himself, whatever. A true man of honor, Justin Wong, went on to face douchey mc-douche, Chris G in grand finals.

The very exciting Justin Wong vs. Chris G UMvC3 Grand Final
The very exciting Justin Wong vs. Chris G UMvC3 Grand Final

Jessica Gaona’s Work

I had the opportunity to meet Jessica at Evo, and see her excellent work. She had a bunch of Street Fighter fan art, but my favorite was her self portrait. Check them out below.