Monday, June 26, 2017
Imagine Cover (John Lennon)
Imagine Cover (John Lennon) I'm going to try to get some recordings uploaded on YouTube; I got a few backlogged from Mother's Day. Not 100% happy with the audio mix, but I'll get better at it. Instrumental / Karaoke version from Acousticlub: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8wSE2B35xb0 ======= Website = http://ift.tt/2sIwULh My Vlog = http://www.youtube.com/user/thepazblog Twitter = https://twitter.com/MichaelPascua Facebook = http://ift.tt/2sdGtOw Link: https://youtu.be/jwDcllVNI0A
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Imagine Cover (John Lennon) - (New YouTube Vid!)
Imagine Cover (John Lennon) I'm going to try to get some recordings uploaded on YouTube; I got a few backlogged from Mother's Day. Not 100% happy with the audio mix, but I'll get better at it. Instrumental / Karaoke version from Acousticlub: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8wSE2B35xb0 ======= Website = http://ift.tt/2sIwULh My Vlog = http://www.youtube.com/user/thepazblog Twitter = https://twitter.com/MichaelPascua Facebook = http://ift.tt/2sdGtOw
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Monday, December 29, 2014
"In His Eyes" - Josh Groaban Gay Reimagining of "In her eyes" - (New YouTube Vid!)
"In His Eyes" - Josh Groaban Gay Reimagining of "In her eyes" So what happens when I a) want to post one last video before 2014 ends and b) I think some songs don't relate to me because it's about women and I'm gay, I changed the lyrics to "In her eyes" and took all the references to "her" and changed it to "him." Oh and hateful comments will not be tolerated. If anyone out there appreciates this, please post and make requests! I'll see what I can do for y'all. :) Happy New Years! He stares through my shadow He sees something more Believes there's a light in me He is sure And his truth makes me stronger Does he realize I awake every morning With his strength by my side I am not a hero I am not an angel I am just a man Man who's trying to love him Unlike any other In his eyes I am This world keeps on spinning Only he stills my heart He's my inspiration He's my northern star I don't count my possession All I call mine I will give him completely To the end of all time I am not a hero I am not an angel I am just a man Man who's trying to love him Unlike any other In him eyes I am In him eyes I see the sky and all I'll ever need In him eyes time passes by and he is with me I am not a hero I am not an angel I am just a man Man who's trying to love him Unlike any other In his eyes I am In his eyes I am ======= Website = Http://www.michaelspascua.com My Vlog = http://www.youtube.com/user/thepazblog Twitter = https://twitter.com/MichaelPascua Facebook = https://www.facebook.com/MichaelPascuaOnline
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"In His Eyes" - Josh Groaban Gay Reimagining of "In her eyes"
"In His Eyes" - Josh Groaban Gay Reimagining of "In her eyes" So what happens when I a) want to post one last video before 2014 ends and b) I think some songs don't relate to me because it's about women and I'm gay, I changed the lyrics to "In her eyes" and took all the references to "her" and changed it to "him." Oh and hateful comments will not be tolerated. If anyone out there appreciates this, please post and make requests! I'll see what I can do for y'all. :) Happy New Years! He stares through my shadow He sees something more Believes there's a light in me He is sure And his truth makes me stronger Does he realize I awake every morning With his strength by my side I am not a hero I am not an angel I am just a man Man who's trying to love him Unlike any other In his eyes I am This world keeps on spinning Only he stills my heart He's my inspiration He's my northern star I don't count my possession All I call mine I will give him completely To the end of all time I am not a hero I am not an angel I am just a man Man who's trying to love him Unlike any other In him eyes I am In him eyes I see the sky and all I'll ever need In him eyes time passes by and he is with me I am not a hero I am not an angel I am just a man Man who's trying to love him Unlike any other In his eyes I am In his eyes I am ======= Website = Http://www.michaelspascua.com My Vlog = http://www.youtube.com/user/thepazblog Twitter = https://twitter.com/MichaelPascua Facebook = https://www.facebook.com/MichaelPascuaOnline Link: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dIkkIoI7IgQ
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Tuesday, February 22, 2011
Heh weird
Flashback. Odd weird and I seriously had some questionable taste with this color scheme...anywho, let's remind you again that I've moved on http://www.michaelspascua.com/
Continue Reading...Thursday, October 23, 2008
If you haven't noticed the lack of blogging...
...The Revolution has continued here
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
Confessions of a Video Gamer:
- For 90% of fighting games I've started off with a female character. The only two exceptions that I can think of are Kage in Virtua Fighter (which I then shifted over to slightly effeminate Lion in 2) and Liu Kang (who was Asian like me!) in Mortal Kombat 1. Then afterwards, I consider playing the effeminate man (like Raphael and Maxi in Soul Calibur, or Benimaru from King of Fighters
- I play the Sims mostly to build houses. And furnish them.
- Whenever I make Sim Paz and Sim Eric, I make me all skinny and cute and I give Eric the "fat" option. He's questioned this before and I told him that it was proportion to real life. I'm smaller than him.
- It's more fun to make roller coasters in roller coaster tycoon that you know will either explode or are too intense.
- I own at least one Pokemon game from each generation: Red, Silver (Possibly Gold), Ruby & Sapphire, Fire Red, and Diamond. I’ve never caught them all.
- I initially pick the Pokemon on how cute it is: I've never picked ChimCar, Totodile, or Turtwig because they are "uglier".
- I used to play only as Peach in Mario Kart, until they made her a medium weight. I switched over to the turtles and baby Luigi.
- I've needed the help from a strategy guide to beat most Final Fantasy games. The ones I did finish with one were 7, 8, Tactics, 9, 10, 10-2, and 12. I never finished 1, 3, and 5 because I got stuck and didn't have a strategy guide. The only two exceptions are Final Fantasy Tactics Advance and Final Fantasy 12: Revanant Wings.
- As a kid, I cried at Funcoland because they didn't have Final Fantasy 3 (that's 6 for you dorks who get it) in stock. I was actually entranced by the idea of Moogles.
- I sat on the toilet trying to solve a Professor Layton puzzle for 30 minutes.
- Although I still get a little dizzy playing first person shooters, the worse headaches come from Doom and Quake.
- My best killing spree in Halo 3 was about 6 kills and that was while I was on the phone talking to Eric. Everyone was a little shocked including myself.
- I tend to win Mario Party because I shop too much and win that star in the end.
Thursday, September 11, 2008
Somehow a blog about Titanic, Theodore Roosevelt, and Asians
I didn’t want to accept the fact that I’ve grown another year. The last year was a good mix of experiences, firsts, and lasts. After graduating, I still would like to talk to and visit friends, but I really don’t know how much I can do. Well, at least in person. I managed to stop in and visit “the Asians” during a club fair and helped table. I hugged one acquaintance and she was like, “So I’ll see you around right?” and I was like, “Uhhh… I graduated.”
“You Did?”
Yes I understand that a lot of times SUNY New Paltz suffer from the 5 year program. Sorry, I guess I was motivated and driven. I had a plan. Although I’m still searching for a job that fits me now, I have made a lot of moves to get me to a place that I like.
Erm, where was I? This post wasn’t supposed to be about my graduation
I watched a special on ABC last night about how prettier people get perks in life. So I have a goal of becoming prettier…err more handsome so I can get perks. I never got perks. Well, I mean I have a boyfriend and I know ugly people who don’t have boyfriends. Then again, I also knew ugly people who dated ugly people and that just is gross. Haha. I’m narcissistic. Step one: check.
As one measure I’m trying to grow out my hair into a decent length, nothing tacky but still “good looking.” I guess I just need a break from spikes. I actually wanted to put some red back into my hair, but I couldn’t find the box-o-red that I used to use. I’m right now working on a middle part, since I realized I suffer from fat face if I have bangs; thus leading to figuring out hairstyles that use a little bit of forehead. So I found an inspiration point: the often handsome Leonardo DiCaprio. I did find him kind of ugly in both The Man In The Iron Mask and Gangs of NY. I’m not sure which era though, I mean I really did like the Romeo + Juliet era hair, but I think I’m going to go for circa Titanic hair. I always wondered if my hair had a light wave to it if I grew it out.
Eric is trying to grow out his hair as well. I met him with longer hair, and although I love him no matter what his hair looks like, I do prefer the short hair. It’s cuter. I actually prefer him looking a little scruffy and with short hair. If he has long hair, I prefer shaved. I guess it’s a hair ratio (I should probably tell him this). I wonder what he thinks of my hair?
(Earlier on in our relationship, we were both thinner. I'm working on losing the weight. I had Ribs on the Run last week.)
Eric’s hair now, because it hasn’t gotten to behind the ear status has a little bit of a flip in the front. It’s odd. Last week he also had a little remnant of Theodore Roosevelt moustache. The beginning stages.
We’ll see how long I last with the hair growing thing, I did cut it earlier this summer because I couldn’t take it, but it surprisingly has grown pretty quick. Maybe it’s the Rice Milk I’m having with my cereal.
Thursday, August 07, 2008
It’s a hard rock life
So my parents went to visit my sister last week, then followed it up by going to Maine and visiting my cousin for a few days. Along with mixed stories of food, family, and weird tourists they came back with other surprises.
Firstly, let me say this. I got to give the “bitch please” face to my mother. She turns to me and goes, “Oh your dad loved how his pictures turned out”. What? I spent a good 20 minutes on that damned Kodak machine at CVS cropping, color correcting, and gold eye fixing. It turns out that Kodak machines don’t have gold eye removal. That and Rich’s eyes were closed most of the time. Eric can attest, I was on the phone declaring to all the people at CVS (I’m still learning “cell phone voice”), “Oh My God, White People Taking Pictures” or something to that effect. Eric laughed too when he heard my father took the credit.
Okay where was I? I’m going to ignore the Florida trip for a second and go straight to Maine. My parents came home with Lobster (nice), Jewelry (what? Apparently they found a store they like and visit there every time), and rocks. ROCKS? I woke up this morning to my mother washing rocks. She said that she was using it for her bird. Jesus, which bird? The one she bought at Disney that’s on top of some amethyst-like rock. Okay… but that doesn’t explain why a) Dad got rocks and b) You got rocks on morning walks.
Oh no, I’m going to wake up and my house will be filled with rocks. I guess this is what Eric fears. He’s going to wake up and random tsotchke will be dangling from a string attached to the ceiling. He flashbacks to my dorm room days (which was like 3 months ago, why am I making it sound like it was a year ago) where things like Chef Gusteau and the cute Duck Spirit from Spirited Away dangled from my loft. I swear I only did that because I could. And hey, a Chef Gusteau worked like the voice of consciousness, where Remy really was talking to himself.
So these rocks are now showing up in my house, some claim to be good luck, others just look pretty. It makes it sound like I interviewed several of them. I probably should, then I would weed out some of the bad rocks. I already warned my mother not to toss the rocks into the fish tank or else she will contaminate and kill the fish. Technically speaking, I still think there’s a little bit of soap in the water.
My mom shows me one rock. It was about the size of an avocado. She goes, “This one’s good for hitting someone over the head” and laughs. I contemplated grabbing it and hitting myself with it, but I realized my hell would probably be filled with rocks. And a lot of clumsy-inducing items. I’m already too clumsy.
Thursday, July 24, 2008
Ma-Mike Revolution, Finally all 2.0 friendly
I feel bad for my old layout. I just recently worked hard on it and had everything all nice html. I have the classic template saved in the background. Oh Photoshop. Yeah I was working on that as well and had the nice background. Then I caved…
To make sure that I got all Web 2.0 friendly and unite a few things on my online world. I created a bare bones (pre-fab housed) base website for myself which is now on the side. Along with that I had to update my html to xml. Now although I kinda got html, XML is new to me. Luckily I have a book. And I need something to read. Actually I’m in the middle of The Complete Idiot’s Guide to Managing your Money. Yeah, I need to prove to Eric that I’m not a spender. But really, Eric is the type who lives off of high quality, good brands and I’m the one buying from the Clearance rack and the 75% off section at Target. I’m also looking at Filene’s Basement which is closing nearby. Sad. A lot of stores are closing.
Anywho, I’ve tried to make this blog more accessible and a little more flashy. Now I had a little problem with flashy back in the day when I had my “Sailor Pikachu” page. Too many animated Gifs because they were pretty. Who didn’t want to see a cute animated gif of Sailor Moon on their website?
I’m trying to unify my footprint on the internet. So in the coming weeks I will do my best to keep everything together.
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
I Started Krumping
A week or so ago, I was at my local Nathans. By now you know that I go there as both a shameless excuse to go to an arcade and to keep my mother off my back. Yes mother, I’m exercising, trying to get in better shape for getting a job. Well, I realized that I’ve been playing Pump it Up! International Dance Floor (Phew, what a long title) for quite a while. I was playing when Ocean One Mall in Atlantic City existed. I looked online and tried to Google when it exactly closed down, and the closest I’ve gotten was 2003. I remember seeing both PIU and a few months later DDR showing up at the arcade there.
It was 2001. The game was “The Premiere” version which apparently was the US-friendly version (now with pre-crazy Britney Spears for little 5 year olds!). As an aside DDR’s machine was in it’s 3rd Mix. I find it ironic that I decided to go with Ma-Mike Revolution, because I recall tossing the idea of “Mike It Up!” As the name of my blog even though I am nowhere as good in DDR as I am in Pump.
I had downtime in 2003/2004 when Ocean One was gone. I heard the rumor of Pump It Up being in Nathans. I went and checked and it wasn’t there. I was assured again by friends (read: Auntie Susie’s Children) that it was. I checked again a week or so later and there it was, right where they said. I never thought machines could move so quickly. The version was The Perfect Collection and it hasn’t changed ever since. It’s sad actually, Premiere was about 8th/9th edition. Perfect is 6th. I’ve downgraded. Back in the day I even played with Arlyne. Hah. I’m sad I guess, because I still play.
(If I need to play anything really current for the game luckily the Pallisades Mall keeps updated.)
Fast-Forward to now. I’m still playing and I do doubles. I can’t do anything really hard. My biggest accomplishment is Beethoven Virus on Hard. I watch all these videos on YouTube of breakers on Pump it up, and it made me feel quite unaccomplished. So what did I do that day last week? I started Krumping.
…Or what I call Krumping. I figure, I really don’t care if anyone is watching I paid 50 cents dammit and I’m gonna be entertained. And I really needed another way to burn a few calories. So I brought the booty. I’ve started putting steps from line dances. I’ve started to cha-cha-cha my way through some. There’s a little Broadway/Jazz-hands included. Basically, I look like a moron.
There’s the big difference between me and the breakers. I feel like Fanny Pak on America’s Best Dance Crew up against those interchangeable crews Supreme Super Boogie-Wockies.
I guess I put on a show in my own head. I wish I could watch myself play so I could tell myself, I look like an ass, Good work! Eric is oft embarrassed and sits on a bench a little ways away at the Mall, similarly to my dad who was upstairs reading the newspaper in Ocean One.
At least I’ve impressed some mothers in NY, NJ, and in Disney World.
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