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Ten Years of Casting the Dream Zasada Does anyone out there realize today is the ten year anniversary of Sega’s final console, the Dreamcast? I sure as hell didn’t until I kept starting at the 9/9/09 date and realized that kind of repetition wasn’t going to happen for another hundred years. And then I remember 9/9/99, and some primitive nerd instincts flared up, reminding me that’s when the Dreamcast was launched in America.
This Ain't Halloween Zasada
I caught a screening of the Halloween 2 remake over the weekend at the local Sundance Kid Drive-In. I was a supporter of Rob Zombie’s remake of the first one. It became obvious from the beginning that Cummings (real name Rob Cummings, which I’ll refer to him as from now on because I don’t want to give him the satisfaction of using his stage name because he thinks it makes him really bad-ass) intended to bring back the series with his own vision, giving a disturbing back story into the childhood of Michael Meyers and how he came to be the maniacal killer we all know and fear today.
Ponyo Time! Zasada I attended the opening night of Hayao Miyazaki’s latest film to hit the States, Ponyo (on the Cliff by the Sea) last Friday. Typical to my usual MO of organizing activities, I was sitting on my deck reading a manga when I decided I wanted to go see the film on opening night with about an hour to spare before the next screening started. I immediately called up all of my friends to join in, yet only one was able to make it do to work, children, or not showering, a sad testament to the perils of growing up. I dragged Christy and the other willing companion, TJ, off to the Franklin Park Mall’s theaters for an expedited night of Miyazaki Magic.
Brighter Red Alert to Anime Anonymous Zasada I’m not sure how much longer the AA is going to let this winding trail of self-destruction twist into the highway of my life, causing massive pileups, but at some point they’re going to have to act or face losing federal funding for gross negligence. They could simply firebomb Right Stuf International, which I suspect tempts enough people into the dark place the AA is required to step in, but that would cut off their main source of addicts to console and run them out of business. It would be like that other AA carrying out terrorist attacks against Budweiser.
My Crock of Crap Rewards Zasada Please permit me the opportunity to be a whiny American (isn’t that a right I exercise with each and every letter I type?) as I complain about free stuff. Well, not really free in the sense that money isn’t exchanged at some point to get this stuff, but it does come with a product I would buy anyway at no additional charge. I’m talking about My Coke Rewards.
Mailbox Baseball Hits Pocky Box Zasada Call it an ego trip if you will, but I hate making significant alterations to the site, whether it involves altering sections or taking them down completely. While I’ve been pretty good at this over the nearly five years I’ve been running Pocky Box (sweet Jesus barbeque sauce, has it been that long?!), killing off the Iron Nerd Foam Dart Gun Challenge and ignoring Religious Reflections since I started it. Now, we’re taking a bat to Mail Box.
Mailbox Baseball Hits Pocky Box Zasada Call it an ego trip if you will, but I hate making significant alterations to the site, whether it involves altering sections or taking them down completely. While I’ve been pretty good at this over the nearly five years I’ve been running Pocky Box (sweet Jesus barbeque sauce, has it been that long?!), killing off the Iron Nerd Foam Dart Gun Challenge and ignoring Religious Reflections since I started it. Now, we’re taking a bat to Mail Box.
Red Alert to Anime Anonymous Zasada This is a Right Stuf International order I made pre-Christmas. Right Stuf is one of the best anime retailers (and distributors, I might add) in the country, and they offer some of the best deals as well. They also serve as one of my many dirty little secrets, as my friends and I have been ordering from them since 2000. Now more than ever, these folks have the best deals.
Anime X-Plode!: Vilest CD Ever Zasada I was perusing through the bargain bin at Right Stuf, as I am wont to do when that little voice in my head tells me I need more anime, despite the fact I currently stock more titles than Best Buy (this is not a joke, though this is as much a testament to their cutbacks as it is to my insanity)...
Handicap Doors Zasada I’m finding myself harboring an ever-increasing ire against those who use those motorized push-button handicap doors. Not people with legitimate ails those doors were designed for, or even people who have a large load of stuff they’re trying to negotiate through the doorway with no free hands or a helpful stranger to spare. Note I’m tactfully vindicating myself because I use these doors to get TV carts through, thus preventing a wrestling match with the door and the door jam that would one day result in a twenty-seven inch falling on my head, rendering me handicap. Even children should be allowed to experiment with the mechanism to satisfy their curious minds, hopefully taking their fascination off of the gun daddy thinks he has hidden in the hall closet...
I'm Finally Entering 2005!
Zasada Welcome to the opening shots of Pocky Blog, a fancy little fanfare that translates into a blog that’s more difficult to update, but is largely pedophile free, save for Uncle Wizard, who insists it’s a preference, not a perversion.