Nostalgia

I was recently listening to an episode of Vicious Circle which reminded me of old video games I used to play back in the day.  They were discussing battle toads and I suddenly flashed back to the Game Boy version of that game.  Holy shit, what a fucking exercise in cruelty.  You'd survive (Note I don't say PROGRESS) a few levels before being mercilessly smacked the fuck down.  Good times.

Mario Land was another game boy game I played the everloving shit out of.  The graphics weren't anything to write home about, but the gameplay was mostly classic mario (with a few fucked up spots, like shitty "landing" detection.. you'd jump on a block but fall through the edge of it,)

Mario Land 2 and Wario land fixed these problems.

There were also several entries from the Final Fantasy universe for the Game Boy.  I played (and enjoyed) them all, but they did seem to get much easier as the numbers progressed.  The last one (IIRC) was Final Fantasy Adventure, which while much like Zelda and awesome, wasn't all that challenging.

I look at many of the games out today and while the graphics and sound are awesome, something seems to be lacking in the game play department.  It may be that I'm over 30 and turning into an old curmudgeonly motherfucker, though.

Oh well.

It's been a while....

...not but a few hours ago, I was in a friends car when we got rear-ended by a mexican girl.  Said girl promptly hit the gas pedal and ran off around the corner in a half-assed attempt to escape.  She then stopped at her workplace, apparently thinking she was safe.  Said moron was rather surprised to see us come rolling up on her moments later, informing her that we were calling the cops.  A male mexican cop rolled up and gently suggested that we let the whole thing go.  My friend, noting that the damage to his car amounted to scratches on his bumper (his car was an older model Ford) relented.  The girl didn't even have a drivers license, but the cop let her mom come and get her.  No ticket, no arrest, nothing.

Oh well, at least her crumpled fender will be pretty expensive to fix.

Holy shit, Norway just had it's 9/11

As of this time, at least 80 people are confirmed dead in Norway, after a bomb blast and a mass shooting rampage.  The whoreson who did the shooting dressed as a cop, and proceeded to lure over the kids he was in the process of murdering, before opening fire on them.  Kids over there are taught cops are GOOD guys, like they are in most western societies.  Unfortunately, this was very much a wolf in sheepdog's clothing.

The bastard was taken alive.  It's unfortunate that Norway doesn't have a death penalty. 

More ruminations...

What to discuss..... Caycee Anthony's acquittal?  It's pretty obvious to most folks that she's guilty, but the DA in that case failed to prove it's case satisfactory.  After all, when the death penalty is on the table, there's no room for cutting corners.  While some may think stringing the bitch up would be appropriate, I have to agree with my friend Dale:  She may deserve it in some ways, but this IS a nation of laws, not lynch mobs.

The nutjob who shot up a bunch of folks (as well as 2 ex-GFs) there in Michigan comes to mind as well.  Rodrick Shonte Dantzler took it into his pointy little head to go off kilter and shoot up his aforementioned exes, as well as their families, INCLUDING HIS OWN 12 YEAR OLD DAUGHTER.  I'd say THAT would be an interesting trial, but the shitbag saved the state of Michigan the cost when he put a bullet in his own head.  The bastard had a history of threatening women, so it's not like this was a surprise.

As for me, I'm still around.  Haven't had much to write about lately, nothing really jumped out.  There'll be more later, that I can promise.

Loki has crossed the rainbow bridge

I know it's probably considered unmanly to be sad over a cat dying, but Loki was definitely a special little guy.  He was the kind of cat that basically forced his way into your heart (claws first, if acting cute didn't do the job) and stayed there.

He got sick not too long ago, he wouldn't eat or drink, and basically withered.  The same day he died, he seemed to recover massively... this concerned me, as I know that lots of animals will do this.  Later that afternoon, he died.

It's odd getting up in the mornings and not being tripped hello, only to look down and see his clearly amused blue eyes looking back up at me.  He was an awesome cat and will be sorely missed. :(

Some days....

.....things go remarkably well.  This day started out as such, and ended in a rather frustrating incident.  What a pain in my ass.

More to follow, as time (and other stuff) permits.

Simple Consideration Part 2

Take a good look, folks.  See that?  That, my friends, is a pickup truck, parked in a handicapped spot, without a placard or plate.  Not only is this blatant fuckery, the truly observant will note the right rear wheel which is now blocking the fucking wheelchair ramp.  A wheelchair ramp on which I saw an old man fall because the ramp isn't the safest or easiest in the world to navigate anyway when it's clear.  Having a monosynaptic mouth-breathing incosiderate douchenozzle fuckwhistle parking his shitbagmobile in such a manner as to cause it to be unusable is just the icing on the cake.  To the owner of this pickup, I can only say FUCK YOU.  I hope you die in a fire, you stupid inconsiderate moron.  Or better yet, I hope you wind up in a wheelchair yourself.  Maybe then you'll understand just how hard it is to fucking navigate around a parking lot when there ISN'T assholes fucking it up out of sheer laziness.

God, I fucking hate people sometimes.