How Interesting, How Bizarre!
Tuesday, May 15, 2012
Arcades and stretchy hands.
A Stretchy Hand!
OH MAN. They really are taking every classic, amazing, and once tangible thing and making it digital aren't they?! Not that I don't love this (It's so dumb & fun)... but now kids will see actual sticky hands and go - "oh they made a real one from that website!"
...No, kids... no.
You used to have to play a lot of really stupid arcade games to get that hand. You had to spend like 5 dollars on tokens in order to play said arcade games enough times to finally win (if you sucked like me).... only to get a measly ten little paper tickets, with which you could use as currency to choose from an array of fine dollar-store quality prizes; the parachute men, the dentist-style rings, etc. But we all know the best one was that rubber hand. It reached so far... it was like you had a fantastic rubbery extension of your own arm! Finally you could be Dhalsim from Street Fighter (If you don't know who Dhalsim is. Or if you do. Either way, this is awesome & you should click it. )!!!
You could slap people with it, you could annoy the heck out of your mom with it, you could [try to] stick it to the cat, stick it to the wall, or my personal favourite - sling it up toward the ceiling to grab some of the little white and sparkly flecks that so easily crumbled off. That hand was so much more fun, and way more amusing than those brutal arcade games that you had to beat to get it. That is, for the first 10 minutes of slapping things and sticking it to stuff, until it became so completely full of dirt and hair that it resembled something your cat either killed or coughed up; not to mention that it was at that point completely useless. Or until you flung it to the ceiling with such zeal, such reckless abandon, that in the moment you were so excited to fling it that you LET GO of it, and so it got stuck up there.
All of that hard work doing the dishes and mowing the lawn to earn your allowance (I didn't really have to work that hard to earn my allowance... but I'm sure a lot of kids did, and with them I empathize) to buy those overpriced tokens....
All of those tokens spent on that stupid frogger game, and all of that determination and frustration to beat it just to get those tickets, to get that sticky hand... and it all amounted to either a piece of disgusting, hair and dirt ridden, cat vomit resembling piece of rubber, or a new ceiling decoration.
But there were those ten minutes of pure slapping, sticking, Dhalsim fun. And that is why you always chose that stretchy hand.
Wednesday, October 26, 2011
mem-mwas
Friday, April 15, 2011
Where the crap I've been...
Thursday, November 11, 2010
A self deprecating post, for a friend.
Monday, October 25, 2010
My blog sucks.
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
This month's post.
But I was still free to stay up as late I fancied. It was about 12:30 AM and I had a sudden and uncontrollable urge to watch What About Bob. If you haven't seen that delightful movie, please stop reading this lame blog, and go rent it and watch it. It will be a better use of your time.
But the problem with my sudden need to watch What About Bob was that it was almost one o'clock in the morning and I knew that a) this was a movie watching scenario in which I would definitely need to be lying down, and in a state of utmost comfort, and b) I might feel sleepy and want to fall asleep in front of the TV (enter point A again). The problem with this was that I hate my couch. Well, I have two couches. Well, I guess only one couch. I have a couch and a loveseat. The loveseat is comfortable, but not enough for the level of comfort that I desired, because being a loveseat, it is of course far too short for me. The couch is almost long enough for me, but not quite. And it is leather, which is never a good idea for furniture. Who thought of leather furniture anyway, and why?! I don't understand why people like it.
Some jerk: "Hey, Simmons, I've discovered this awesome material that is perfect for furniture!"
Simmons: "What is it, boss?"
Jerk: "Leather. You're gonna love it. You should use it on your couches."
Simmons: "Will it be cool and refreshing to sit on in the summer?"
Jerk: "No, it will be sticky and hot. You won't want to sit on it while wearing shorts, or other typical summer clothing. You will need to change into pants and a long sleeved shirt, which are too hot to wear in summer."
Simmons: "..."
Jerk: "But in winter, it will be cold and unwelcoming. You will need to wear pants, and probably also throw a blanket over it, which will constantly slip off the couch because leather and every other material are like oil and water. What do you say, Simmons?"
Another one of my problems with starting a movie late at night is not having good eyes. I knew that if I were to start watching a movie at night, and potentially fall asleep, contacts would not be a good idea. Contacts are fantastic - they allow for all of the joys that people with perfect vision take for granted, that one could not enjoy while wearing glasses: peripheral vision, walking in the rain, things like that. But after several hours of wearing them, and especially after an extended period of time wearing them while looking at a glowing screen, you may feel like you've been walking through a desert. But the alternative to contacts is glasses, which are almost worse when it comes to late night movie watching, especially when maximum comfort is what you are striving for. If I were to go the glasses route, I would have to give up the dream of lying down, because who wants to lie down and have a pair of glasses digging into the side of their face? Not me. I've tried to mix glasses, TV, and lying down too many times before and it always ends with disappointment.
So I came up with the most brilliant solution of all solutions. It was a solution that I am still proud of and remember very fondly. It solved all of the aforementioned issues... it made it possible for maximum and utmost comfort, it would allow for clear movie watching without the need for contacts, glasses, or squinting, and it would be most conducive to the inevitable falling asleep that would ensue about halfway through the movie that I needed to watch. I moved my mattress from my bed into the living room, right smack in front of my TV. I had my bed in front of the TV. It was fantastic. I know, I know, you're probably thinking, "You idiot, it's called a laptop. Ever heard of one?" Well What About Bob is such a movie that needs to be watched on a real TV, on a big screen (or so I felt that night. And still do.). Plus when you bring your laptop into bed to watch something, you're just going to bed and watching a movie. But what I did was create a situation where I could watch a movie while going to bed. Do you see the difference? When you watch a movie in your bed on your laptop you are done for the night. But camping out in my living room with my mattress in front of the TV - it was a movie watching experience. I had the big screen. I had snacks. I enjoyed supreme comfort.
So I started watching What About Bob at quarter to one in the morning, in my bed. In my living room (and bonus: I ended up sleeping there for the next few nights). I laughed my head off at the hilarious antics of Bob Wiley, while eating Lays salt & vinegar chips, pepperoni sticks, and cold, leftover bacon that I stored in my fridge for such an occasion. Tell me you're not jealous. I doubt you can.