It's an Epidemic

It has spread like wildfire. No one knows where or when it started, but before anyone knew, it was already too late. Everyone has it now...

The Pokemon Fever

Too dramatic? I think not. Ever since Heart Gold and Soul Silver, the remakes of the original Gold and Silver Pokemon games for the Gameboy, came out, everywhere I look someone is playing it on their DS. Hell, I walked into a room with 7 total people (Then 8 when I joined them) playing it. The few people that are unaffected by this phenomena are either people who don't play video games or don't own a DS.

Don't forget the new little accessory that came with it, the Pokewalker. Now, let me explain this device to those unaffected by this disease. The Pokewalker is a pedometer that comes with the game that interacts with the game itself. You can send your Pokemon into it, walk around, level up your Pokemon, find items and catch Pokemon which you send back to the real game. Take my word for it, this is highly addicting.

Personally, I think this a wonderful disease to catch. Others could argue against this, but they're wrong. At least not until they play it themselves, then they can make their judgment. I know there are obvious side effects, like lost of time that could be spend doing something else, but I never thought of video games as a waste of time, otherwise I wouldn't bother with them.

Mission Accomplished

Yes, I have done it. I have finally beaten the extra mode in Kirby's Dreamland! Hell to the yes!

I'll get you Wispy Woods and your evil apples, too

Now, this might sound meaningless and trite to some, but screw you. I could barely beat the regular mode when I was a little kid and that was only after a ton of continues. Extra mode was impossible for me at the time. I remembered the unbeaten extra mode a week or so ago after I picked the game up again and made a goal of beating it.

There was lotsa trial and error and cursing (Don't forget the cursing) but I won in the end. I memorized the each boss's pattern, knew where every enemy was going to pop up, and located every 1up, powerup, and maximum tomato. My reward was nothing special: an enemy showcase after the credits and the code to unlock the configuration mode and sound test. I could have looked it up online, sure, but that's not the point. I couldn't have looked it up when I was younger, so the only way for me to learn the game's secrets was to kick its nonexistent ass. Oh, and kick ass I did today. Wispy Woods, Lololo & Lalala, Kabooka, Kracko, and King DeDeDe (Don't laugh, they're tougher than their names suggest) were trounced by yours truly.

Damn this feels great. I know this is kind of simple thing to be happy about, but, eh, I can be simple sometimes. Now, what to do next...

Blatant Pyromania

Here's some advice.

Go set something on fire.

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Right now.

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It's fun.

Now, I'm not advocating arson, just light a small piece of paper, a plastic toy soldier or something on fire and watch it burn/melt, as long as you place it on something that will not catch on fire and don't touch it directly 'cause it will be hot.

Now, why in the hell am I telling you this? 'Cause watching something burn into ash is awe-inspiring. I'm not going to say it's 'cause humans are destructive by nature yadda, yadda or any of that kind of crap, I just think fire is beautiful. I am a pyromaniac, just a practical one, even though that sounds like an oxymoron.

Prometheus does not get his liver eaten every day by an eagle as punishment for bringing fire to mankind, just so we can not set things on fire. Give the titan a reason not to say, "Well, that was a waste of my life." C'mon already, start a fire!

Please note that I am not responsible for any damage by fire done to people or property by anyone who read this post.

You didn't have to listen to me.

Old Video Games

Does anyone remember the Gameboy pocket? I do.

In fact, I still have my teal-colored entertainment gizmo and play it occasionally. Question is, why do people look at me weird when I play it? Does no one remember it anymore? Or is it 'cause they do remember but wonder why anyone would still play old, outdated games?

Blasphemy.

The people who forget about their past, in this case the Gameboy pocket, will play today's modern high-definition games without any regard to the roots of video games. I'm not damning today's games (out loud) 'cause there are truly great games out there (And also some really, really horrible aneurysm-inducing ones) but just advocating the appeal of retro games. The people who never played the originals, can never fully appreciate the newer games. Games have really evolved from Pong to Pac-man to Super Mario Bros to etc., and it's important to see said evolution and its continuity from the beginning to now and in the future.

Some old games were truly tests that challenged, not only your gaming skills, but your value as a person. I mean I still haven't beaten the extra mode on the first video game I ever played 'cause it truly it one of most challenging things ever and really tests my patience and anger management especially when that one frickin' enemy comes out of nowhere and kills me when I have one two health bars left. Then, the first boss, which on normal mode is a cake walk, can kill me in only two hits, and there are so few goddamn extra lives... wait... what was I talking about again? Oh, right. Don't abandon the old, 'cause it's old and not new.

I could write a whole book on this very subject, but right now I just want to express my love for my pocket-sized cure for boredom.

A Series of Unimportant Questions

What would happen if Carmen Sandiego and Waldo had a kid?

Would we ever find him or her?

Would he/she use his/her power of unfindability for good or his/her own nefarious purposes?

What would he/she do for a living?

What would he/she look like for that matter?

Wide-brimmed hat or stocking cap with a pompom?

Glasses or no glasses? Or perhaps contacts?

All good questions that don't really have an answer, but ponder on it if you will.

O, and if you don't know who either of those people are, look it up for not only for your sake but for their sakes as well.

Holy Shit, It's Already March

Where was I when it became March? Do I miss a meeting or something when it was decided or announced? 'Cause it can't be March already.

Right?

But it is... it is indeed March, much to my chagrin...

How can it be that two months have passed since my second semester started, and I have not noticed? I know February is shorter than most months but not that short! It doesn't feel like two months have passed. Maybe it's 'cause I haven't done enough from my perspective to warrant the passing of two months of time or the cliche "time goes by when you're having fun." I don't know, and that's what is frustrating about it.

Uhh... it's March, and I still have a lot of shit to do. Some for school, some for myself, and a little towards both. I'm not gonna get much sleep for a while. Just perfect.

I think I'm starting to hate March. No offense, March. Usually, I have no reason to dislike you, March, but I'm pissed at the moment and need an object to vent my anger upon. You just happened to be there at the wrong time.

Deal with it.