You Playing Mario?

So, I got the chance to play Sonic Robo Blast 2 again, but this time on an actual Windows PC. Wow...these guys really put a lot into this game! It's not perfect, but for a volunteer project this blows most other fan-made games out of the water. Not only is it cool to have a free 3D Sonic game (with available level and character mods), but Sonikku and SSNTails captured the feel of the classic Sonic games. The level designs feel more like traditional Sonic than Sonic Adventure or even Heroes did. You have your stereotypical checkerboard/palm tree area and a hilltop-esque zone. Then there are the add-on levels. I didn't play many of them, but one in particular caught my eye - the first level of Super Mario Brothers! It was completely 2D, but included item boxes and even a fireflower that gave Sonic and crew the ability to throw fireballs.

SBR2 ranks high on the nostalgia factor, and any Sonic the Hedgehog fan should give this project a run. Heck, I hope when I grow up I can make stuff like this! Soon...soon...

Nonworking Designs

Today's a sad day in the gaming world. Working Designs, a videogame company that can trace its origins to the 80's officially announced that its doors are closing. Now it's always sad when a videogame company goes under, but the reasons for this company's downfall was rather sad. I can't say that I've played any of the games they brought to America except some of the Arc the Lad collection. The one thing that makes me really sad? They were pretty much done with releasing Goemon on PS2!!! NOOOOOOOO!!!!! I've been waiting for that since I first saw that obscure little screenshot back in PSM (wonder if that mag's still around...). So, I am a sad clown in that respect.

Finals are another story. I'd say my finals have had an ATK of about 3 with a DEF of around 5ish. SO EASY! It's HP is down, but you know what happens when the HP is low. That's right, Limit Breaks.

Man, someday I will post a meaningful post. In the meantime...11 days until Sega Saturn! WHOO!!!

Oh, that reminds me. Sonic Robo Blast 2 is a happy little free game. It seems some guys tweaked the DooM engine and made a 3-D Sonic the Hedgehog platformer. I suggest giving it a spin! It's pretty well done, though I could only play it under the restrictions of Virtual PC. I'm sure at full speed it's amazing. Even at reduced speed it's...amazing. Give it a try!

Where's the Ether?

I love video games. I really do. But games today tend to alarm me, and there's one simple reason for it - a lack of magic. By magic I mean an addictive quality that just made me want to play the snot out of a game. Super Mario Brothers 3 had it...Kirby's Adventure had it...heck, a ton of games had it. Once again, I'm probably just a bitter old man, but Halo 2 was fun the first time through. And then, it was fun again when I played multiplayer with people who didn't take the game so seriously. Online gameplay just didn't satisfy me. The only fun I've had with online gaming is playing Battlefront online with people I know. Oh, and Maple Story...of course that's online-only and I tried to avoid the serious Maplers.

Gamers are so "hardk0r3 t0 t3h maxx0rz" today. I'm glad that video games are getting more support from the mainstream nowadays, but every time I see a Spike TV commercial for it's "awards" program, I throw up just an itty bit. Oh, and a kitten dies. And my soul fades a bit. I sometimes fear that game developers sacrifice imaginative input for sparkly graphics.

This was going to go somewhere, but I lost my train of thought. Sorry about that. But you people should IM me and talk about this. It'd be a good conversation.

This post was boring. I promise a nicer one....later.

Green Greens, Butter Buildings, Posty Posts...

Holy Crap! I was just over at VGMix (which is an amazing site that any videogame or music fan should go to. I believe that's everybody, so everybody...GO THERE!). They have a new mix from Kirby Superstar. Can you believe that game is 10 years old!? I'm getting old...oh, Kirby Superstar...one of THE best Super Nintendo games ever.

Oh, what's this? A double post? Sorry, I was just amazed that the game was 10 years old. That, and I felt like plugging VGMix. And I was bored. And I'm preluding to the next post. Is preluding a word? I don't know. Well, I'm done for now. Buh-bye.

Previously on the Kingdom of Fuman...

"It sits there...laughing. Out there somewhere, sits a Sega Saturn. It's laughing...and gloating...it says "HAHA! You'll never get me! I'm far too elusive!" But Mr. Saturn (whoa, Earthbound) would be incorrect. For I see him...sitting on the eBay page."

Remember that? REMEMBER that? So, I'm sitting at my parents' computer Saturday night roaming eBay, mindlessly searching for a Sega Saturn deal. Oh, I came upon pages and pages of deals that were a bit...not dealish. AND THEN! And then, I found a nice little deal. Sure, I'd be paying a little bit for it, but I'd have a 3D controller and about 10 games (including NiGHTs and Sonic 3D Blast). I was close to buying it, but instead asked my dear old mother, "Mother dearest. You have been complaining that I haven't had much in the way of gift ideas. Mayhaps you'd like to purchase this Sega Saturn and games for me?" To which she replied something about not trusting online people for videogame consoles. I then told her I was going to buy it. Then, from the corner of my eye I see my stepdad setting down a USPS box. He opens it and...A SEGA SATURN SMILES AT ME! The heavens parted, light filled the room, and Yuji Naka's beaming face filled the sky. That's right, I'm getting a Saturn for Christmas. Oh yeah.

So, what else has been happening...my dearest Pecan Pie's play opened last weekend! Jennifer (the just-mentioned Pecan Pie) actually has the lead female part. If any of you readers will be in Shelbyville next weekend, I'd suggest shelling out the 5 gil...er...moneys to see it at the Shelbyville Community Theatre. It's called "East of the Sun" and is the wackiest Nordic myth I've ever seen. And that's the truth. The entire cast does a wonderful job and the set looks very nice. They've put in a lot of hard work towards this production, so let 'em know you appreciate them.

I've had videogames on the mind lately...I predict the next post will be about the lovely marvels known as BIDEO GEEMU! That's videogames for all you...normal people. Oh dear...it seems the White Castles I had for supper are wreaking havoc in my tummybox. It's time to rest...and read some more of Douglas Adams' The Long Dark Tea-Time of the Soul. Until next time, dear readers.

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Lo, There Shall Come...a Post!

That's right, dear readers -- the Kingdom of Fuman is facing yet another revival! It's not a dream, not a hoax, not an imaginary tale! But can this author make an effort to continually update? Will good topics reveal themselves? Did a single person complain when this WASN'T updated? The answer to at least one of those questions is a nice NO. Or is it? You'll have to keep reading for that answer.

Prepare yourselves readers -- for soon today's videogames will come under fire, comics will be praised, and many more surprises will expose themselves. Join us for the next senses-shattering post in...

THE KINGDOM OF FUMAN!

You Need to Go to Hospital

Hoo boy...this was brought to you by Ross.

All I have to say is this...this little kid is gonna be a mad scientist. And I fully support the little dude.

You go for it, you krazy Korean!

Adult Swim

Man, something just popped up into my head. Adult Swim was doin' their old Indian music show lineup bump. Where did all the shows go? I've been pretty much absent from the Adult Swim scene, and I've gotta tell you...even before I came here, Adult Swim's lineup had changed dramatically from the beginning. What's this Boondocks stuff? From comic strip to Adult Swim show? Well, we'll see. Maybe. I miss the days of Home Movies, Space Ghost, and Sealab. Oh, and Aqua Teen. Mmm...I feel a dream lineup coming.

Space Ghost Coast to Coast
Cartoon Planet
Aqua Teen Hunger Force
Sealab 2021
Futurama
Family Guy
Harvey Birdman
Robot Chicken
Oh what the heck...throw in Tom Goes to the Mayor so I can complain about how stupid it is. And Venture Brothers 'cause it can be good. OH, and bring back the ol' Aquaman dancing in random locations. That was GREAT!

Oh, I forgot that we need some anime shows. How about...Cowboy Bebop and Lupin the 3rd. That's it. That way we can fill a whole night with comedy AND anime. Or let anime have its own night. I don't really care. Well, I'm sure I'll have a lot of people disagreeing with me on the dream lineup. Leave me a comment if you so desire.

General Tso Mounts an Offensive

Okay, so I finally got my hands on Star Wars Battlefront II. If you liked the first one, you'll love this. But anyway, the more important part of this. Chinese restaurants.

I love Chinese resaurants, especially Chinese buffets. There's something amazing about those wacky little houses of joy. Why, just today my lovely Pecan Pie took me to a place in Muncie called Red Sun Buffet. It appeared much like any other Chinese/Japanese/Italian buffet, but I'd have to say it was very good. I began to think about those ol' places...and I came to a realization. Regardless of where I eat at a Chinese buffet, I feel at home. There's something familiar and comforting about the buffets.

Man, I felt like I had a nice little creative stream flowing. But that's all dried up suddenly. Well, take this pitiful half-post. And savor it.

Potage

This is a post about soup. As some of you may know, I am a diehard fan of soup. I would probably dispatch a baby or two just to get a taste of some heavenly mana more commonly called....soup.

Now, there are many many types of soup out there. If you ask me, thin broths are far superior to those thick, creamy types. I'm not saying I don't like a thick clam chowder or cream of brocolli. However, you really can't beat the nice salty Italian Style Wedding broth.

Here's a list of some amazing soups:
Italian-Style Wedding
Alan Hidy's Kick Butt Soup (not an actual name)
Brocolli and Cheese
Potato and Cheese w/Bacon

That's just a sampling. You know, a lot about life can be explained in terms of soup. For example, sometimes conflicts and situations are just too hot to handle at first. So, you have to stir around a bit, and maybe blow on a few individual parts of your life until you can better handle things. Yeah, that sounds good.

Life's kind of like Italian-Style Wedding, I suppose. The little bits of pasta are the masses. They're nothing too amazing on their own, but as a whole they are very delicious. You just can't imagine Italian-Style without the pasta. You also have those big ol' meatballs. Though few and far between, they have a lasting impact. And of course, those little bits of spinach floating around...they're behind the scenes, but give a nice taste to the broth. Also, they'll surprise you every now and then by sliding around your mouth and letting you know they're there.

I have a million of these. But for now, I'm done. Oh, and some very very very good news. Recordings of the Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy Radio Series have come into my possession. That's all the phases (Primary, Secondary, Tertiary, Quintessential, and Quandary) for my listening enjoyment. OH! And another great discovery. Seems there's a nice little Earthbound remix project called Bound Together. I haven't listened to all of it, but the snippets I did hear sent little waves of happiness through me. Blue, blue, blue...

Well, that's all for now. Say "Fuzzy Pickles!"

Lunchtime doubly so...

So, I've taken to listening to the Hitchhiker's Guide original radio broadcasts. If you can acquire them, I'd suggest doing so! Just as the movie strayed from the TV series, which strayed from the books, this offers another variation of the story of the wholly remarkable book. In fact, the radio show came first. It's sad to think that we won't get any more of the genius of Douglas Adams, but we have a lot to thank him for.

I see that it's been a while since somebody's posted on this blog, and seeing as how I am the sole writer for this blog, I must accept full responsibility. I do this reluctantly, though. You may have noticed a new little feature on the right side of this here blog. I give you the Babel Fish from Alta Vista. Amaze your friends by claiming to read "only the finest Korean blogs!"

Today is a good day. Today, Star Wars Battlefront II came out much to the joy of...everyone but me. Well, not everyone. However, it's quite painful not having that shiny little disc of joy in my Xbox. Oh well, I can be patient. I have Phantom Brave to hold me over. Not to mention Makai Kingdom, We Love Katamari, and on and on...Oh, and I guess Episode III came out on DVD, too. Or something like that.

Remember Doom? Of course you do! If not, I suggest going and slapping yourself with a bag of frozen vegetables. It seems that there's been a project going on for a while now called Doom Legacy which is an effort to port Doom, Doom II, and the expansions to many many newer systems. Much to my joy, a Mac OSX version has been released with some major changes. You can actually look around in this one. Also, there have been some graphical improvements such as a nicer looking environment and lighting effects. The Imps' fireballs are all pretty and translucent now.

Well, there's not much else to report. I'm scared that soon I will be forced to read Infinite Crisis. We'll see how that goes. Oh, and my lovely Pecan Pie is coming up this weekend. Joy!

That's all for now.

One More Thing...

Alright, so my homepage is the Apple page which makes sense because I haven't changed it. So, of course I check out the news briefs in the middle of the page just so I have a heads up on the goings-on over at Apple. And I saw this...the new Power Mac G5 Quad. As I often do, I decided to pretend like I was going to buy one and built it at the Apple Store...this is what I made (the important parts anyway).

2.5GHz Quad-core PowerPC G5
16GB 533 DDR2 ECC SDRAM- 8x2GB
2x500GB Serial ATA - 7200rpm
QUADRO FX 4500 512MB SDRAM
Apple Cinema Display (20" flat panel)
Bluetooth Module + AirPort Extreme Card
16x SuperDrive DL (DVD+R DL/DVD±RW/CD-RW)
Apple Keyboard & Mighty Mouse - U.S English
Mac OS X - U.S. English
Accessory kit

$18,662. Wow. 16 GIGS of RAM.2 dual-processors each at 2.5 GHz. Overkill? Oh, most definitely. But that doesn't matter. It's still flippin' amazing.

Why, Back in '95...

First off, I'm not going to pretend to be one of the "original" computer users for I am way too young to have a claim to that title. However, I do sort of pride myself for being able to say that my first computer experience was on an Amiga. At least, that's the first experience I remember - there are pictures of me in a diaper pounding away on a C64 keyboard.

Those were the days...installing a game? Psh, yeah right! We played Secret of Monkey Island on 14 floppy disks...and WE LIKED IT! There were so many wacky games for that old computer. The Great Giana Sisters sticks out as a marvelous Mario clone. Blood Money was a delightful little side-scrolling and overhead shooter. In fact, it was so advanced it had A voice sample in the game. A gravelly, barely understandable howl of "Bloooood Moneeeeeey" and then a high-pitched "it's a whole new world, yeeaaah" or something. And it broke into a nice techno dance beat as you mowed down various flying craft. Of course, I can never forget Zany Golf...how I long for the old Amiga system. Oh, the wonders of emulation - THAT'S what I need to do! If anybody plans to reach me soon, screw it - I'm shooting a round of Zany Golf. Or maybe I'll command a tribe of Lemmings. Maybe. Later.

As much as I loved the Amiga, our first Compaq was probably my first foray into modern computer-type areas. Decked out with Windows 95 and a little over a Gig of hard drive space, our little computer kicked butt! Memorable games included Space Ace, the Horde, Lode Runner, the Incredible Machine, and oh so many more. One program in particular actually reminds me of a sort of forerunner to the blogs. It was called Echo Lake, and you essentially created a book to log a journal or notes or what have you. Sadly, it was lost in a reformat many a year ago...

How about the old DOS command prompt? No fancy things to click here. Not familiar with how the ol' directory systems work? Guess we'll have to load up Buttons. There was something distinctly cool about accessing a program through straight commands.

This Mac is nice, don't get me wrong...but damned if my heart doesn't sing when I hear that familiar Windows "tadah!" In fact, my first step in the customization of Windows XP is always to change the startup and shutdown sounds. Oh, and I make sure to do away with that hideous green and blue bubbly theme. Give me ol' navy and grey any day of the week!

I can recall first getting connected to the Internet...the hideous screeching of the dial-up modem was music to my ears. Suddenly I knew more about videogames than what Nintendo Power told me. Sometimes I feel a pang of nostalgia for the old web sites with their shoddy lay outs and plain ol' texts. Graphics? We didn't need that crap! Not to the extent of today's sites, anyway.

Computer technology is changing. Everything is getting faster and sleeker...but if you grew up with an older system, respect the history! You're a lucky one if you got the joys of hearing a screeching dial-up modem or actually had to use screensavers to keep an image from burning into the monitor...maybe I'm just a nostalgic old coot. Heck, I'm nearly 19 and already longing for the old days. Is the career of a bitter old man in my future? Only time will tell...only time will tell...

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iWant

As you may recall, I ranted a bit about the stupidity of an iPod capable of playing video. Well, now it seems that will be the only iPod available aside from the Shuffle and the Nano.

Today, Apple revealed an iPod with more battery life than before, video-playing capabilities (150 hours worth of video), and a slimmer design. For now, I am quite happy with my 20 GB non-color model, but the new iPod isn't quite as stupid as I thought it would be. However, the Nano showed us what thinness can lead to...

What's this? iTunes 6? That's right, now you can access the iTunes store and buy video clips for $1.99! These clips include music videos, movie trailers, and full-length episodes of TV shows. Now like I said before, that is an awfully small screen to watch video on. BUT WAIT! Apple has gotten clever...they've made a new dock that allows S-Video output so you can watch your video files on any S-Video ready TV or monitor. Spiffy.

And now, the angry section...I'm not angry at Apple, I'm angry at...umm...something. Probably the fates. See, the new iMac G5s came out. Not only do these have an extra .5 Gig of RAM available, have another possible 100 Gigs of storage, look sharper, have a built-in remote control, but there's a built-in iSight camera. Yes, the $150 awesome webcam that is just about the only one I've found that will properly work with Mac OS X Tiger. Actually, as far as I've seen, it is the only one that reliably works. I've half a mind to raid the iCare Corner on campus...muahaha...

So, that's it. My Apple update. That's about all I have to say right now...

Alarm Clocks

You know what I like? Alarm clocks. Sure, I wake up before the little guy most mornings, but I'm happy that it's the first face I see when I wake up. He's not like those annoying traditional clocks that tick and tock and all that jazz. No, this guy illuminates the room with his yellowish-orange digits and not a peep. Sometimes I like to look at the clock before I go to sleep and I see that little alarm dot. It comforts me to know that, through this sign, the clock is saying, "Don't worry, buddy. I'll wake you up."

That being said, today was a sleepy day. It was the kind of day where you just want to curl up on your bed and fall asleep on your psychology book. Oh wait, that happened. Except for the curling up part. For you see, it didn't occur to me at the time of reading that I would soon be asleep. Guess I'd better just prepare for that next time.

Coconut chicken wings. Those are probably the best thing I've had since coming to this Ball State place. Sure, a lot of people don't like coconuts. I don't blame them. They look like firm monkey breasts. On a kind of sad note, Aardman Animations (the home Wallace and Gromit and other animations) suffered a fire. I hear a lot of sets were lost, but it was good to hear the creator of the crazy clay duo, Nick Park, mentioning that it's just a minor event compared to other crap going on in the world. The film manager of Ipswich Cineworld described this is as "such a disaster." Meh...

Antics abound last weekend! A good buddy of mine got a little tipsy, and you know how that goes. Though not as intellectual as he usually is when he drinks, he did explain his constant urges to pee by referring to the multiplication tables. He also attempted to spray Easy Cheese to hide the stench of one of my poots. And wouldn't you know it, the cheese fell to the ground. Not happy with that, he then proceeded to lift the cheese from the carpet and hurl it at the ceiling where it remained all night. Good times.

It's Not That Easy Guys

Whoo...what to blog about? How about last Friday's statcounter statistics? 0 pageloads. NOT A SINGLE TIME WAS MY BLOG LOADED!!! Do you know how much that upsets me? Not a whole lot, really. I guess until I come up with some decent crap to write about, I'll be stuck in the low numbers. Even when I find something to write about, I'll have to be used to the lower numbers. OH well, it makes me happy. Once again, my lovely Jennifer came up to see me. We watched Dave Attel's Las Vegas thingy on Comedy Central, and OHHHH BOY! It is a great little program. Dane Cook is one funny guy.

I was going to go on about games and such...but I'm really too tired to do that crap. So instead, I'll post one of my earliest creations...YAMAUCHI BAT!

iRubbish?

Alright, so I'm sitting here thinking about blogging. I had no idea in mind, and then it came to me in the form of Google News. Apparently, the world's abuzz with the fact that Apple is having some sort of "mystery launch" soon. Many people are saying it's an iPod capable of playing videos, which MAKES ME ANGRY!!! If you have an iPod, you probably have a computer. Therefore, you can watch them on the computer. Why is it that people want to watch TV or movies on a screen so small? Has it come to the point where Americans are so addicted to TV that they can't possibly go anywhere without it? I don't know, folks...seems like iRubbish to me. On the other hand, maybe the mystery product is, in fact something much much better...we shall see. Mr. Jobs, show me something good!

On another note...I don't have much else to talk about. There was a major restructuring of my VGMix and OC Remix playlists (whoo...). Such is the exciting life I lead. I've been itching to play some classic Megaman games today. Heck, I feel like playing Megaman Legends.

Well, for now I am completely out of will to ramble. That's right, I'm out of WP. Will Points. Like Hit Points, but for will...

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Good Thoughts Request

This was in the end of the last post, but I felt it was kind of inappropriate to put such a serious bit in an otherwise lighthearted post.

To wrap, a serious little bit. If you're reading this and you know the Tinsley family, there is a really tough situation going on right now. They could really use support in the form of prayer or general good wishes sent their way. Remember guys, it's important to try and smile even during the hard times.

Nintendo Fokkin' Fanboy

Yeah, that's right. I'm a Nintendo Fokkin' Fanboy. Well, sort of. Let's just say I'm very loyal to certain companies. Yes, Super Mario Sunshine made me want to frolic with a bunch of naked men around a beach yet I can still say it was a good game (which it was - not GREAT, but good). I'm a Nintendo Fokkin' Fanboy. And a Sonic one...and a Final Fantasy one...and so on. But don't think for a second that I can't see the flaws in the games! Oh, I can see the flaws of such games and yet I still think they have that little special somethin' somethin'. That's my opener for THIS post.

I'm starting to run out of things to ramble on about. I'm sure I could dredge up something from the dark recesses of my mind, but that would take so much effort. Besides, I'd rather whine about not having anything to write and then completely go against that by having a solid topic next time. That way you'll be pleasantly surprised.

"Oh, it's time to check Corey's blog. Yes, he has no topic about which to write yet I'll read it any-WHOA! A solid topic. Boy, am I pleasantly surprised!"

That's how it plays out in my head at least. Speaking of people who read this drivel, my pageloads shot through the roof last Thursday! I had 40 unique visitors from all over the world. That's a high number for this blog which sees about 5-ish visitors per day. I must figure out what was so special about that post. For you see, I base my complete self worth on how many people come to read this blog. So make me feel good about myself. Nah, just joshing. It doesn't matter to me if it's 2,000 or 2 people that read this. It's a fun little adventure regardless.

Well, that's it for now! I promise more exciting adventures tomorrow (or thereabouts). So come back! Same Bat-Time! Same Bat-Channel!

Blame Joey

Well, I was all done with my last post...and then Joey got to talking about the good ol' Dreamcast. If you've never touched a Dreamcast, then in my opinion, you are unclean and will spend an eternity writhing in the flames of damnation. But that's just my opinion. This reminds me of a story...it goes a little something like this...

Once upon a time, there was the NES and the Gameboy. There were others, but shut up - this is my story. Sure there were floods of crappy third-party games and multitudes of painful games based on movie licenses. But amidst all the dung, there were diamonds. The true classics which I don't even have to name because they're so well known. Yes, I remember wanting to find a pipe that would let me travel across the world...I wanted to ride alongside Jason in the SOPHIA...and yes, I too tried to inhale so much air that I could puff up and fly around by waving my arms. Unfortunately, it just made me pass out. And those were just a few of the memories made by the ol' grey boxes. They've never left me, and if you were to see the way I think, you'd see videogames everywhere in life.

I'd consider the next era of games the Sega Genesis and the SNES. This was my own Golden Age of gaming that consisted of RPGs (SMRPG, FFVI, Earthbound, Chrono Trigger), blue hedgehogs, and those amazing Mode 7 graphics. Cutesy characters ruled the gaming world. Just take a look at the marvel that is Rocket Knight Adventures...a possum in a suit of armor and a jet-pack? Oh yes... I still get a tingly feeling when I hear the opening chimes of Sonic the Hedgehog. Sonic's a character I really need to talk about soon...for as most of you know, I am a HUGE Sonic fan. Like, it's sick how much I like Sonic. The little blue guy is actually one of main drives to get a Saturn. Anyway, back to the systems...those were the days. Yeah, that's about it for that bit.

Then we had the Nintendo 64 and the Sony Playstation...for some reason, I could not bring myself to want a Playstation. Why would I, when I had access to Star Wars: Shadows of the Empire, Super Mario 64, Turok, and Star Fox? Can't forget Pilotwings 64...a classic sequel to a classic. Yes, I loved the Nintendo 64 and all of it's sans-CD glory. We don' need no steenkeeng CDs. Cartridges are where it's AT, man! Okay, so Nintendo screwed up there...but the 64 is still okay in my book. I finally caved in and got a Playstation which turned out to be one of the best decisions ever. Final Fantasy VII was what drove me to get a Playstation...Tactics, Tenchu, Ape Escape, and Spyro kept me there. However, I couldn't help but feel a slight tinge of evil emanating from the little PSX everytime it booted up...all the while 3DO's got up and slapped their owners across the face for buying such a system. And the Saturn reigned...but far away from me.

BUT THEN!!!! From the evil came glory. Sega released the Jesus of videogame consoles....THE DREAMCAST. Sure, it's not as impressive spec-wise as today's systems. The game library wasn't enormous. But gosh darn it, the little box of love had spunk. It didn't grind when it loaded...it chirped, happy to provide you enjoyment. I swear the lit triangle winked at me a few times, letting me know how much it loved me. When I first layed eyes on Sonic Adventure at Toys R Us, I knew this was an amazing little box. All those gadgets...online capabilities...and VMUs! How amazing is it to have a memory card with a screen? And you could download mini-games and all sorts of treasures! Oh Dreamcast...I love you. I even love having to use a boot disc to play the imported version of Shenmue II. I don't care because I love you and all of your Power Stone glory. Oh, Dreamcast...though the games have stopped coming, I'll keep a little bit of you in the VMU of my heart.

And thus ends my tale...for now...basically I don't want to talk about the Gamecube, PS2, or Xbox because this is where my feelings get complicated. Also, I'm kind of tired of typing for the moment. So that shall be a tale for another day...

BAMF!

Turkey Legge

Well, this weekend was pretty good. Actually, it was more than just "pretty good." It was GREAT. The first couple of times I came home from Ball State, everything seemed so weird...and not just because my room is slightly rearranged. I had some moments where I almost went into panic 'cause I had no idea what was going on. I'd doze off at Jen's house and wake up with a feeling of terror. This weekend, though, it felt like home again. Today I made my annual trek to the Renaissance festival in Harveysburg, Ohio, and if you've never been, GO! It's worth the trip just for the gigantic turkey legs, or as I like to call them God Legs. I lied. I don't really call them that, but they ARE that good.

Part of the Renaissance Festival experience is seeing all of the costumes put together by Renaissance fans. They range from professional to...not so professional to "what in blazes are you thinking?" For an example of the last tier, let me tell you about this trio of morons I saw today. They were equipped with togas, sandals, and olive wreaths upon their heads. THEY WERE DRESSED LIKE FREAKING ROMANS! Hoo boy...I guess the costumes looked alright, though. Some day I shall give in to my desire to join the cadre of fans that spend hundreds and thousands of dollars on a costume that would get you locked away if you wore it ANY place other than a Renaissance Festival. Or Medieval Times. That's a good place.

As part of my coming home tradition, I always stop to talk to my dad and pick up the last two weeks' worth of comics. I was especially excited about this particular shipment because a lot of the mini-series leading up to DC's Infinite Crisis concluded. It's kind of sad, because I was pretty impressed with them (Day of Vengeance especially...I mean, it has the return of a goofy character from the 50's: a super smart chimpanzee known as Bobo, the Detective Chimp. Only now he's a drunken super smart chimpanzee...). The whole Green Lantern Corps: Recharge also had me more than a little tickled. There's just something so cool about having such a huge organization be reborn. I suppose I should enjoy these comics while they last...if you follow comics at all, you'll know that DC's experimenting with an interesting approach. After this big event called Infinite Crisis (which will end up completely restructuring the DC universe), mos major titles will jump forward one year. To fill in the gaps, a weekly comic titled 52 will focus on different bits and uncover some new faces under familiar cowls and some all-new capes. I don't know...the DCverse already seems darker. Heck, there isn't much of a JLA right now. If I remember correctly, it's now Superman, Martian Manhunter, and Green Lantern (Stewart). Sigh...why do you torture me, DC? WHY!?

Well, that's about all I have to say about that...

Just in Case

In case my lunch of ramen and a Red Bull makes my heart pop, I just wanted to let you guys know that it's been swell.

Blah blah blah...

What is up with Fridays? If you recall from last week's post, I had a butt baby with no understanding of patience. This Friday was no different...only this one got violent. I think I'm bruised. That's kinda gross, actually...well, Fuzzy will like it.

Unfortunately, I had no Safety Dance to accompany me this time. On a related note, Jeff Goldblum was no longer there! Some jerk destroyed him. This made my bathroom experience a very lonely one. Oh, Mr. Goldblum...where have your freakishly extended eyes gone off to? Guess it's time to print another.

Remember back in the day when I used to attempt to put some sort of angle on this blog? Well, I think I've given up on that...I like the randomness. But MAN...this kind of crap has to be boring. This one's short, too, so I'm probably at the end of the line as far as it goes for rambling. For today, anyway. Perhaps next time, we'll have a little post that is a bit more...umm...not pointless. Next time may not be until Sunday, though. Tough it out.

You Taste Like Sunshine Dust

It sits there...laughing. Out there somewhere, sits a Sega Saturn. It's laughing...and gloating...it says "HAHA! You'll never get me! I'm far too elusive!" But Mr. Saturn (whoa, Earthbound) would be incorrect. For I see him...sitting on the eBay page. His cackles ring out. Man, if I could just bring myself to buy one.

So, as you can see I'm still wanting a Saturn. Soon, it shall happen...in the meantime, I've decided I should probably play Sonic Gems Collection. It's a nifty little Gamecube game, and a must for Sonic fans. It includes the Arcade game Sonic the Fighters, Sega Saturn's Sonic R, and Sega CD's Sonic CD. Oh, and as a little bonus you can unlock some old Game Gear games (the entire GG Sonic library, I think) and Vectorman and it's sequel. But oh, don't give us Streets of Rage like the Japanese version...we wouldn't want it anyway.

Every once in a while, you'll come across something so amazing on the Internets that it defies all attempts to define it. For example, you had Arfenhouse Too on Newgrounds. Well, I've stumbled across another Internet marvel, which is actually about a year old. It's called Salad Fingers, and is a deranged creation of David Firth. Be sure to check out all six episodes! Episode 2 is probably my personal favorite. While you're at it, check out some of his other stuff...Burnt Face man is good, and much less deranged than the other stuff.

Anyway, I don't have much else to inform the world of. No wacky dreams that I can remember well enough to write about. Mmm...when I get home, I think Green Lantern: Recharge will be waiting for me. That should be great times. Well, I'll be sure to let you poozers know what's going on later.

*BAMF!*

2798

That's how many songs I now have in my iTunes library after my mass reorganization and purging/additions. Of course, it's not quite over...there's still some VGMix music to organize. A 75 song playlist is just too large. As I was speaking with Joey he revealed to me that he absolutely loves messing with his big mass o' music. I can see where he's coming from...I felt like MUSIC GOD! And for my next trick, I'll convert these m4a's to mp3's! HOOAH!

And for today's effed up dream...Mr. Drake and the Groundhogs. This was one of those dreams where thousands of things go on, but you don't really remember them when you wake up. The highlight was a bus ride (to where? I dunno) featuring none other than Mr. Stevie Drake. Anyway, I was sitting at about the halfway mark on the bus and it was quite crowded. One person yelled out that they saw a groundhog and then proceeded to tell Mr. Drake. Of course, in the dream it was well known that King Steve would snap at the mention of groundhogs. And so he did...something to effect of "I'll get my flashlight and beat them to death!!!" Then he was offered some gum...and he slooooowly bit into the corner eliciting a lot of "ohhhhs!" from the bus. I guess it was really odd for Mr. Drake to chew gum. After the initial nibble he quickly downed the thing and started yelling. Yep. The only other part I remember is being in Kellie's class with Tyler and Sarah. The good ol' days...

This weekend was great...my lovely Pecan Pie came up like she does every other weekend. We managed to traverse the great expanse that is Muncie and came upon a lot of great little shops. Well, great is the wrong word...and there were only like 2. The comic shop looked great, but alas it was closed.

Y'know, Toys R (pretend it's backwards) Us is a great place...that holds a LOT of memories for me, and I've always been fond of the store...who knows why? Maybe because my first Sega Saturn, Nintendo 64, and Sega Dreamcast memories were there? Or maybe because my odd Mega Man figures from the mid 90's came from there? Who knows...it shall forever be a mystery. But I bet it has something to do with the old hanging Caped Mario they had when I was a kid.

Another store Jen and I went to was a place called Live in the Now. Kind of a misnomer considering they deal in used music, movies, and games. Anyway, they had some Sega Saturn games and that reignited an old passion of mine...THE QUEST FOR A SEGA SATURN! Y'see, I couldn't fathom owning a 3D system when the Saturn first came out...I could only drool all over the spiffy 3D controller at Media Play and Toys R Us. I absolutely loved playing NiGHTS, Panzer Dragoon, and Sonic R...I never even got the chance to play Sonic Jam, but I'd give certain body parts away just to own it and the Saturn.

"Well, gee Corey...why don't you check eBay?"

I have. And I've made many many false starts on the mission to buy one. I'm going to...maybe. They're getting more and more expensive, though...well, we'll see. Some day a Sega Saturn will grace my collection of Heavens (or consoles, whatever you want to call them)...until then...I'll be very happy with my current systems.

Well, I told myself I would BLOG TO THE FINISH! And so I have. Yep, this is an adequate length of a post, I'd say.

*BAMF!*

The Safety Dance

Don't you hate those early morning poop urges? I'm like "Hold on, man! We're just getting started...let's take this one item at a time." At least they don't clean the bathrooms until 10:45. On the plus side, Jeff Goldblum is still hanging in there and somebody decided to provide music to my pooping experience by blaring The Safety Dance. What a great song...

Another night, another effed up dream. So I see this creepy-looking red-headed lady walking down the street. For some reason or another I decided to go talk to her and ask if I can help her with anything. She says sure...and we cross some train tracks to get to her building. And by cross I mean we have to time our jumps from platform to platform and avoid getting smashed. Pretty much like Frogger. Anyway, we make it across and we come up to her room which is about the size of a walk-in closet. And she starts laughing and tells me that "She can't wait to have kids, so she can beat them." She just kept telling me how crazy she was...needless to say, I got out of there pretty quickly. Back across the treacherous rails and suddenly I'm in a car with my lovely Jennifer. We're driving around what looks to be Greenwood, IN. She starts staring out at the window, which wasn't a good thing as there's a line of stationary traffic dead ahead. I guess we skidded into a car and died or something, because it was at that point I awoke to thunder. That was something.

Man, as long as I keep dropping acid having these wacky dreams, I should have loads of content to ramble on about. Maybe some day I'll get to those videogame-related posts.

You Order Chinee Food?

Okay, I lied about the whole underrated game thing. Not this time, pal. But before I get into my videogame-related nostalgic ramblings, lemme tell you about my dream from last night. Now I know...what does this have to do with anything? Everything. Trust me, man...just trust me.

So it began as a regular little walk to Japanese class from my dorm room. I noticed it was rather cloudy and of course, it began to rain. "Dear me," says I, "I'd best get my parasol from my room." I make a quick run over to my residence hall. Well, it would've been quick had I decided to go back the way I came and not taken a completely different course and gone AROUND the stinkin' place. After skillfully evading puddles and mudflows, I come upon my roommate. We share a quick word and I'm off again. Who should I meet, but Jason Donald Clark a good friend of mine. Turns out he lives in my residence hall, too! We find an exit that's sure to take us straight to my room - it doesn't. It leads us to a stairwell where we can JUST make out the image of Tyler Wilhelm Orem of Notre Dame fame. Jason and I take a quick duck into the room only to find that we made a poor choice. For you see, this room was an inverted gravity room and we fell to the ceiling, if you can imagine that. We felt like morons and left the room in search of...something. We wound up in sort of testing room...I don't know. All I know is that I became hungry so we left for food. Where LaFollette Complex used to be (which is a complex across from mine) was a basement that reminded me of a flee market and a Japanese grocery store all in one. And in the corner they had a grill and some sausage and egg. The chefs claimed there were no such food items and thus the dream ended. How about that? And I never got my umbrella.

That's all for now. If you carefully analyze the above dream, I bet you'll find a lot of hints at how to build a better love life. That, or you'll realize that Jason pulled a Jim Casey and is actually a Jesus figure in the above tale. That's what I learned from English - that every story is about a Christ figure and some other completely random theme about oppression. Until next time.

BOW TO FUMAN!

Up next...it doesn't really matter because I'd probably just post something completely different just to keep you all on your toes. All 3 of you that read this.

See You Space Cowboy...

Bush, search party of 3...

Man, I'm tired. It just came over me as I put forth an extreme effort to think of a title for this post. Thank you, Mr. Hedberg for providing me with such a nice title. Now, how to tie it in with my post? Umm...I went to Friday's last Saturday with my Pecan Pie and got the Jack Daniel's Sesame Chicken Strips. Them babies are GOOOOOOD.

Today was something...had a spot of homework here and there. I really think I lucked out and got easy classes this semester...it's a lot of reading, but that's about it. Had a nice time over at Jason and Matt's place. We reminisced about the good ol' times at Kasey's house.

"Hey, Jason...it's that girl's daddy!"

It got me thinking how those were probably THE best times I've ever had with friends. From Chris putting plastic bags on his head while riding down the interstate to Gordo's random comments regarding bratwurst, "shit we don't need to be doin'," and snow in the middle of summer. Those were great times...thanks to Kasey, Chris, Jason, Matt, and others for that crazy stuff. Hopefully many more shenanigans will come to fruition later.

Today was a nostalgic day. Not just the friends stuff, either. I really longed for sitting in my room on Counselor Row, playing Final Fantasy Tactics or Turok in the summer. Every once in a while screams would tear from Blaire's house (see link at side) as a game of Soccer Ball started. Those were good days...y'know it's really weird what sticks in your mind. I could list off thousands upon thousands of random moments that just strike me as special...of course, not many others would quite understand. That's okay, though - we all have our own unique memories.

Well, I typed and I typed about random crap that maybe 3 people will care about. I really hope I can start typing stuff of worth. For now, though, it feels good to just let my thoughts out. And I like to see that hit counter rise. Oh yeah.

BRAIN FLASH!!! or...storm...or whatever. Next time...it's gonna be about underrated games. Oh, and earlier today I made my first icon with Photoshop and Iconbuilder. BOW TO FUMAN!

Bow to Robo Conan!

I've neglected to inform you all that in my blog hibernation I acquired a nifty little iMac G5. And this thing whoops serious butt! For all of you Windows people...give the ol' Apple a try - you may like it! Of course, with all the power I have at my hands I could do all sorts of things...but I made that guy up there. Yep. Photoshop is my friend.

Update on the Cue Monkey situation. My lovely girlfriend has ok'd the name of Cue Monkey, HOWEVER...she doesn't want to have kids, so we can seXXorz all the time. Speaking of Jen, I get to see her tomorrow! Things are good...

Psychology is an interesting class...from what I hear most psychology 100 classes here at Ball State are pretty much bs classes. As luck would have it, mine - Professor Holtz's - is the one that actually counts as a class. So of course I'm fretting a bit over the exam I have today wondering what devious ploys Ron White (a name given to him because he looks and kind of acts like Mr. White) could throw in my way...and lo and behold I took the hour exam in 15 minutes with a 96%. WHAT!? Curse you, you vile trickster! Curse you...meh, at least I got a good grade on my first college exam.

UPDATE: I guess the rest of the class didn't so well. We were given an extra point, bringing it up to 98%. Ohhhhh yeah.

While we're on the subject of college professors, how about I ramble on about mine? I actually got lucky and I like all of my professors. My fellow classmates are another story, however.
First up, the above mentioned Holtz/White - he even does that trembling mouth thing that Ron White does while letting anticipation build for the punchline.
Prof. Richard Neel - he always shows up in black jeans, a random band t-shirt (the Stones, Cure, what have you), black leather vest, and black beret-like hat. He often strokes his long white beard while telling us the joys of free love and free thought. This guy is GREAT.
Prof. Sadatoshi Tomizawa - Japanese Mike Myers. Well, not quite. But he looks like Myers in that one SNL skit with Chris Farley and the Japanese game show. And he has some thing for telling us about Japanese beer. An awesome little guy.
There's another, but I really don't feel like typing. As if this hadn't gone on long enough...

Cue Monkey

Okay, I decided a week or two ago that Ball State made me poop. I have since changed my position - it gives me wacky dreams. A couple of nights ago, I had a very long complicated dream. I won't go into the details, so let's just say it involved a ballet/play with fish puns that made no sense and a guy with a large blonde beard walking in downtown Shelbyville in naught but a towel and a yellow shower cap. Explain that to me. Anyway, the culmination of the dream was in a car lot. A Chik-fil-a minivan drove by chock full of people eating waffle fries and chicken nuggets. And as I turned from the van I came upon Penn and Teller who happened to be selling cars. I struck up a conversation with them and asked Penn if his daughter was really named Moxie Crimefighter. In case you didn't know, his daughter really IS named Moxie Crimefighter. We had a good laugh and then he spoke to me...he told me I should name my child Cue Monkey. Cue. Monkey. Well assuming I ever have little ones, I've already got the name picked out. After all, who would argue with Penn?

5 Months and 1 Day

That's now long it's been since I've posted on this guy. I think I should start doing this again...yeah, I'm pretty sure I should. So to start off the "rebirth" of sorts I'm going to post a list of things which are wicked awesome. And if you don't think they are, too bad...they just are.

Final Fantasy Tactics, the Tick, Green Lantern, Jones Soda, Rush, Chicago (the band), Barenaked Ladies (the band), Sonic the Hedgehog, sRPGs, videogames in general, pirates, iPods, spheres, Diet Pepsi Vanilla, Star Wars, jerky, Chocolate Mini Peaks (at Wal*Mart - next to the Little Debbie snacks), Trogdor, comic books, superhero outfits, Redwall, fire, Photoshop, illegal downloading, Japan, Irish accents, Conan O'Brien.

But anyway...this guy's coming back to life. Tomorrow. Or whenever.

Teh Goggles! THEY DO NOTHING!

It has been a while since I've assaulted the web with my barrage of meaningless drivel. So, what's happened...? Well, I read Countdown to Infinite Crisis by DC, and I must say...DC is really trying to weed out all that is lighthearted and funny in the comics.

HERE THAR BE SPOILERS!





I'll try not to spoil too much, but let's say a couple of chuckleheads that kind of embodied the BWAHAHAHA-era of the Justice League are featured heavily in this. That's right, a story with Booster Gold and Blue Beetle. Beetle happens to be among my favorite heroes. This would be a good thing that they're featured, but they find themselves now in a JLA that apparently is comprised of asses. Despite the threats on Beetle's life and the history he has had with the JLA, it seems nobody cares about poor Mr. Kord. The writers seem to have shoved their ideas up the rears of the JLAers and they're not too happy about it. Even good old J'onn gives Beetle the cold shoulder after a near-death experience. These "unhip" second-stringers just don't get any respect. I swear, Kingdom Come is coming true. I wouldn't be surprised if Kansas was obliterated in a near issue...Of course, the end of Countdown didn't make me happy. At all. What's the deal? First, we lost Sue. God knows where the Atom has gone. Ralph isn't funny anymore. Impulse has become a more serious Kid Flash. Superboy always seems down or something...no more arrogance, just a cardboard cutout of a character. And now this. I love comics, I really do. But DC...you're scaring me!!! At least Rebirth is wicked awesome, as I hope the rest of the new Green Lantern series will be. I dunno...

END OF THE SPOILERS

So, what else? Lots of things. Pikmin 2 is happy. I mean HAPPY! Something about being in complete control of 100 little vegetable people. Makes me shiver. What's this I hear about a game called Jak X? Jak and Daxter...based on car combat? Hmmm...I don't know about that. And this new Sly game...Bentley pulling a Stephen Hawking and Murray going Gandhi? These times, they are a changin'!

And now for the HAPPIEST part of my recent online venturing...something so freaking amazing, you won't even believe it. Okay, if you aren't familiar with Final Fantasy VI (shame on you, by the way), you probably won't give a wad of snot for this. But anyway, this is the site of the holiness. Just click "New Game" on the black screen at the top. Don't worry about the Japanese language pack, for the vision of heaven is Flash. Man, I peed myself just thinking about this lovely little thing. Well, that's all for now. I'm going to try to give an indication that this blog is alive, but I'm not promising anything. Well, take care of each other and yourselves. ADIEU!

Life, the Universe and Everything...

Whoo, free time! It seems that whatever gnomes had set up a colony in my nasal passage are now gone. Well, their last are pulling up stakes and heading out, anyway. This means I can breathe again! As it turns out this was not my time to die, as I predicted just a few days ago. Sorry about the false alarm, but better safe than sorry, right? I mean, at least you guys were prepared. Maybe next time. I've just recently finished up DC: The New Frontier - Volume 1 by Darwyn Cook. It's a very well done comic and I love seeing all of my favorite heroes BEFORE the Justice League was formed. It's especially entertaining to see the Martian J'onn J'onzz attempt to adapt to life on Earth by means of television programming. Hal Jordan has some nice panels that tell of his history and dreams of flight. Yup, a really great comic that tells the "untold tales" of what happened between the disbanding of the Justice Society and the forming of the Justice League (from what I can tell anyway. It IS, after all, only the first half). I'd suggest picking it up from your local comic shop.

I've begun my journey into the mind of Douglas Adams in The Salmon of Doubt, a collection of his various writings and (so I'm told) a short story. I've only just begun and already it's been a great experience. Seeing what went on in Adams' head shows us just how nifty of a guy he was. Once again, I'd suggest picking it up. Of course, I'd also suggest picking up The Hitchhiker trilogy (that's 5 books, mind you).

Well, it seems my life is all comics, books, and videogames. There's something I haven't rambled on about lately...videogames. Mmmm...oh well, maybe next time. I'm done for now.

World 2-2

So, Blaire ( http://knockknockbobbobsaget.blogspot.com/) followed me home last Thursday and roamed around the house. One thing led to another...he found out I had a pool and the next thing I know, he's jumping in naked while I am taking a picture. Oh, it was something. Enjoy naked Blaire jumping into the pool on a 20-30 something degree day (notice the ice in the picture)

And here is Blaire after his hop into the pool. Notice the ice is now shattered in the picture. Yes, it's a shoddy pic, sorry about that.

MORONS!!!

So, I was sitting back reading Nuklear Power as I usually do...and then I notice this little link

http://www.local6.com/money/4239256/detail.html

Go there. And then weep. Really, how can you be that STUPID!? The kid and his parents are blaming the GARAGE OWNERS for their kid's own idiocy. I'd like to think there isn't anybody that has failed to reach this degree of common sense in life. Like to. And look at the kid's quote. "I guess I just didn't make it." Aw, no, you're kidding. Seems like a real winner there. There were no proper fences? You don't NEED fences to tell you not to jump from 6 stories up in the air, your common sense and GRAVITY should take care of that!

Dear God, is THIS the future of our nation? Maybe it's a natural selection sort of deal where the complete morons will just kill them off in their own stupidity. We can only hope so. I'm going now. I need to cry some more...my brain hurts from the stupid.

It's in French!!!

Hoo boy, I love you all. I really do. Today has been a nice little trip down through my memories. With Jason and Joey and Ben (with the malformed head) I did recall many nice things. For example, our trip to Washington, D.C. That was some good times...for one thing, I stole all of the light out of our hotel room and pounced upon Joseph. He jumped up in terror and screams of "OH MY GOD!" and the next thing we know he's across the room slumped in the corner. See, he jumped up and ran across his bed AND the bed next to it and kept right on going...straight into the wall. Har. Your face and the wall didn't mix too well, eh? Poor Joseph.

Well, THAT was a random little thing. I saw Phantom of the Opera (the movie version) a few days ago, and I would suggest you get right out there and see it. It's really awesome and, of course, has a wicked happy score (the soundtrack makes me quiver in joy). Before, I had never seen any sort of production of the musical and I'm almost glad I waited until seeing this.

Umm...what else to say? Oh, Katamari Damacy. This nice little PS2 game (I'm told it's kind of hard to find) set me back only $20 and I can say it was $20 well-spent. Heck, I'd shell out another 30 bucks for it - it's just that happy. It's a bit wacky, but innovative. You play "the Prince", a short little guy who's job is to push around a katamari (sticky ball. katamari is Japanese for lump or something like that) and pick up whatever objects in your environment you possibly can. It's kind of simple, but challenging. If you're not a fan of quirky humor (especially of the Japanese kind) you may find it stupid. Once again, a product with an awesome soundtrack. I'd give Katamari Damacy 5 herrings (of which there are...many) as a score.

WHOO! How's THAT for having a post that makes sense? Eat it, nonsense. Well, this has been fun, but I'm done for now. Remember, be wary of the pregnant ones. They seem nice and sweet but that's just so you let your guard down so they can feed you to their babies. Well, not YOU but your soul. When that baby absorbs your crystal you can just consider your hard-earned Ice 4 spell theirs. That's how life goes.

Free Time

Whoa, so I finally decided to update this guy. Of course, now that I'm here ready to post something, I have absolutely NO idea what I want to write about. So maybe I'll just ramble...nobody reads this crap anyway. I guess I said something regarding talking about videogames in the last post, but I don't think I'm in the right mindset for that. I'll just suggest some great funny things that are going on right now.

For one, I have gone back to Homestarrunner and rediscovered the glory that it is. I'd suggest going there (www.homestarrunner.com) and listening to some of Strongbad's e-mails. It's good stuff.

Uhmm....apparently there's a Broadway version of Monty Python's Quest for the Holy Grail coming out in March called Spam-a-lot. If only I had access to it, maybe I'd go.

Some interesting stuff came up today in school. Whilst in English with the stupid sub, Fuzzdipple decided she had to go to the bathroom. She CLAIMS she blew her nose and that's why it took so long, but I fear it was actually because she was pooping. I wouldn't have realized how long she took if it wasn't for the Ada, who also needed to pee. One of my lunchtime pet peeves was exposed today. Don't get me wrong, cafeteria food is equal to life. When, however, they give me three piddly chicken tenders and call it a meal the lunch line becomes a line of ANGER! BGRRRAAAAAGH! So's they cheat me out of a dollar just so I can get my fat self fed with an extra order. I swear, the lunch ladies are out for your money.

There's something to ramble about! Lunch! While traditionally high schoolers fear the lunch line, I have found it quite enjoyable. TyTy will agree with me on this one. I HATE THE ONES WHO CUT. Especially the ones that think since they're black, they're too "bad-ass" to wait like the rest of us. Of course, if anything is said to them they assault our eardrums with their less-than-perfect grasp on the English language. Gah, why are there so many wastes of space in the school?

Has anybody seen my wallet? I've been driving without my license for nearly two weeks now.

Hoo boy, I have never produced such a worthless ramble. And it's not even funny stuff, either. Well, I'm writing this for me, not for you. Or so I think...who knows? I type as I think - randomly and with no real established point. I promise, the next one will be halfway sensical. Really.

What's This All About?

So I got on this little bloggie and realized how much it reminded me of old RPG games. Talking to my good cousin Joe also brought up some thoughts on old nostalgic type things. I have a feeling the main point of a lot of my posts is going to involve my memories of videogames, comics, and all sorts of geeky stuff. Something that's been going through my mind a lot lately is how much those old things have really affected me now. You see, I'm a firm believer that there is so much more to simple things like comics and videogames than just entertainment value.

Comics especially have so much put into them. Of course they bring about all kinds of fantasies and dreams...but there's a lot of content applicable to our actual lives, too. This has really taken off since comic writers began injecting a little humanity into the characters (of course, the old goody-goody stuff had a lot of admirable traits, too). I mean, take a look at Superman...he helps people day in and day out, never expecting any sort of payment. Definitely a trait we'd all like to possess. And then we have the good ol' Green Lantern. Hal Jordan was considered one of the best Lanterns of all time, and then he snapped...he killed off a lot of the other Green Lanterns and took out the Guardians of the Universe. He just snapped. He's since realized he made a mistake and finds himself a loner as most are uneasy and undecided on the extent of Hal's guilt.

Of course, The Bat-Man (man, I love the old title...) symbolizes the obsession and frustration we feel when trying to combat things over which we have no real control. Bats is smart enough to know he can't obliterate crime, and he's seen things that most people can't even DREAM of...and yet he still carries on, dispensing justice. He's very black and white when it comes to what's right and wrong, and though it would make things so much easier if we could see situations that way, it kind of scares us. Fear - the main weapon of Batman.

Son of a biscuit, I rambled on...ah well, this blog should represent my mind, right? My thoughts are nebulous, and if I ramble I'm sure to get some good things out. Hoo boy, what's next? I'm gonna have to say videogames...oh yeah...and none of this fancy-shmancy Halo stuff. Heck, I might even go back before these so-called "superior" systems.

Next stop: Remember When 16-Bit Was Enough?

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Whoa! It's alive! I'm sure I won't have the time to continually update this little sucker, but I'll try. In case you're wondering what I could possibly have to say in this space...well, you're out of luck. Tough it out because I don't know either. We'll see where this leads, eh?