It's happened: I've hit the Doldrums. Again.
It seems to always happen at the end of summer, but I can't really call this a summer. It's been too damn cool (so cool, that I haven't hit the pool or lake at all), BotCon was early and we weren't able to hit WizardWorld Chicago.
It feels like I've done absolutely nothing this summer. And that feeling sucks.
--Weasel, "Well, there's always next June."
Friday, August 29, 2008
Saturday, August 23, 2008
And This Week in Epic Fail....
The SCI FI Channel is ending Stargate Atlantis after five seasons, according to Gateworld.
First SG-1, now this. I don't even know if I have the heart to stick around and watch the up-coming spin-off Universe. I'm so disgusted with Sci Fi right now it's not funny. (I'm seriously considering waiting until Universe hits syndication to start watching. I'm also thinking I may want to get my Doctor Who fix from BBC America. Yes, I am that pissed right now.)
Way to go, Sci Fi. Seriously, way to fucking go.
First SG-1, now this. I don't even know if I have the heart to stick around and watch the up-coming spin-off Universe. I'm so disgusted with Sci Fi right now it's not funny. (I'm seriously considering waiting until Universe hits syndication to start watching. I'm also thinking I may want to get my Doctor Who fix from BBC America. Yes, I am that pissed right now.)
Way to go, Sci Fi. Seriously, way to fucking go.
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
Yet More Random Thoughts
It been a while since I last posted and since there's so much crammed in my brain, we'll have another round of
Random Thoughts
* Some of my co-workers are complete and total morons. One of the door greeters has made comments that she wants to date one of our cashier's sons. The problem? The greeter is 25 and the son in question is a grand total of 13! Somebody needs an icy cold shower! Then there's the cashier who doesn't think that John Edwards' affair wasn't so bad... because she cheated on her husband too! The reason. She thought her husband might be cheating on her. I can sum that up in one word: FAIL!
* While playing Pearl I finally got a shiny Elekid , which has been evolved into a shiny Electivire. His name's Bumblebee and I've been Attack EV training him like crazy.
* I'm already preparing for next BotCon... even though it's damn near a year away. I've bought a few new clothes (mostly slag on clearance) and I'm getting ready to pack my suitcase. The weird thing? I'm preparing for this as if we're going to be flying.... and I have no idea where the convention is even being held.
* School will be starting soon, so the summer is almost over. Hasn't really felt like summer; the temps have been rather cool this year.
* Brewers won their latest game against the Astros 5-2. Now, if only the Brew Crew can get to the Series this year.... (I'd probably shit myself. And have to go to at least one damn game.)
And that's pretty much it. Tune in next time when we explore even more completely Random Thoughts.
* While playing Pearl I finally got a shiny Elekid , which has been evolved into a shiny Electivire. His name's Bumblebee and I've been Attack EV training him like crazy.
* I'm already preparing for next BotCon... even though it's damn near a year away. I've bought a few new clothes (mostly slag on clearance) and I'm getting ready to pack my suitcase. The weird thing? I'm preparing for this as if we're going to be flying.... and I have no idea where the convention is even being held.
* School will be starting soon, so the summer is almost over. Hasn't really felt like summer; the temps have been rather cool this year.
* Brewers won their latest game against the Astros 5-2. Now, if only the Brew Crew can get to the Series this year.... (I'd probably shit myself. And have to go to at least one damn game.)
And that's pretty much it. Tune in next time when we explore even more completely Random Thoughts.
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
Perspective, People
More parents would rather have their kids watch porn or drink than play Grand Theft Auto.
I got nothing. Really. I don't think I can add anything else to this; it's just too damn mind numbingly stupid.
--Weasel, "Cause we all know that playing a video game is far, far worse!"
I got nothing. Really. I don't think I can add anything else to this; it's just too damn mind numbingly stupid.
--Weasel, "Cause we all know that playing a video game is far, far worse!"
Saturday, August 09, 2008
Wednesday, August 06, 2008
Sunday, August 03, 2008
Friday, August 01, 2008
A Test of My Metal Mettle
Power Bots Bumblebee finally showed up in my area/store yesterday. After calling Prime and hearing a "No, don't buy him yet" I squirreled one away for safe keeping.
Now you would think that knowing I have a brand new Bumblebee waiting for me would make this one of the best days ever. It didn't. In fact, it was one of the worst days ever. After dealing with so much stupidity it nearly made my head explode, I went back and retrieved my prize.
"Man, did I ever earn you today," I thought as I placed Bumblebee in my cart.
Then it hit me; I've always had to earn my Bumblebees. Nearly everyone of them came to me during a "bad time".
The first Bumblebee I ever purchased was a KMart Legends version, which was basically the Pretender sans the shell. I was 14, a freshman in high school and had just had a really shitty week. I had no friends and felt utterly lost and alone. And like an angel on high, I found this little Bumblebee. He's almost 20 years old now, beaten to hell and loved to death, but he's still with me. He's been through my parents' near divorce, my awkward high school years. and the hellish relationship with my ex; he was the only "stable" thing I had at those times.
My G2 Bumblebees have a bit of drama attached to them (yes, I got two; don't ask); I purchased them both while I was still "recovering" from the recent death of my grandfather. The year leading up to their purchase had not been a good one; it was one family crisis after another. Again, it was as if the universe itself said, "All right, you've had enough pain. It's time to make you feel a little bit better."
Then came my Actionmaster.
My Actionmaster Bumblebee was purchased online in May of 1998, right smack in the middle of what I affectionately call the Year of Hell. The Year of Hell was a span of time between October 30, 1997 and November 1, 1998 when I was going through the hideously long and painful process of breaking up with my ex. I had already hit rock bottom once when I bought the little guy; he would be treated to me having a full blown depressive fit in October of that year. Again, the fact that I had these Bumblebees, these little transforming robots, was the most stable thing in my life at that point. It seemed the world was crashing around me and the only things I had to hold onto were them.
Then came Goldbug.
Goldbug was the first "gift" I had ever received; Prime bought him for me at BotCon 1999. It was an unforgettable moment: I saw him and Prime asked if I had Goldbug. "No," I said. "I never had a chance to pick him up." Prime picked up the little Throttlebot, paid for him and I said rather enviously, "Now you give him a good home."
Prime smiled and said, "Oh, I will," as he handed Goldbug to me. I nearly fell over, then tackle/hugged him as a thank you.
I had pretty much been a bachelorette before then; I hadn't been dating for at least a year. Now suddenly I have a brand new Goldbug and not long after, a new (and better) relationship with a real man. And the trend hasn't stopped there.
So as I paid for my brand new Cyber Speed Bumblebee I realized; each Bumblebee I own is a part of my history. Each one is a little trophy, a small symbol of personal victory over the forces of stupidity in my life.
Guess he really is my guardian angel after all.
Now you would think that knowing I have a brand new Bumblebee waiting for me would make this one of the best days ever. It didn't. In fact, it was one of the worst days ever. After dealing with so much stupidity it nearly made my head explode, I went back and retrieved my prize.
"Man, did I ever earn you today," I thought as I placed Bumblebee in my cart.
Then it hit me; I've always had to earn my Bumblebees. Nearly everyone of them came to me during a "bad time".
The first Bumblebee I ever purchased was a KMart Legends version, which was basically the Pretender sans the shell. I was 14, a freshman in high school and had just had a really shitty week. I had no friends and felt utterly lost and alone. And like an angel on high, I found this little Bumblebee. He's almost 20 years old now, beaten to hell and loved to death, but he's still with me. He's been through my parents' near divorce, my awkward high school years. and the hellish relationship with my ex; he was the only "stable" thing I had at those times.
My G2 Bumblebees have a bit of drama attached to them (yes, I got two; don't ask); I purchased them both while I was still "recovering" from the recent death of my grandfather. The year leading up to their purchase had not been a good one; it was one family crisis after another. Again, it was as if the universe itself said, "All right, you've had enough pain. It's time to make you feel a little bit better."
Then came my Actionmaster.
My Actionmaster Bumblebee was purchased online in May of 1998, right smack in the middle of what I affectionately call the Year of Hell. The Year of Hell was a span of time between October 30, 1997 and November 1, 1998 when I was going through the hideously long and painful process of breaking up with my ex. I had already hit rock bottom once when I bought the little guy; he would be treated to me having a full blown depressive fit in October of that year. Again, the fact that I had these Bumblebees, these little transforming robots, was the most stable thing in my life at that point. It seemed the world was crashing around me and the only things I had to hold onto were them.
Then came Goldbug.
Goldbug was the first "gift" I had ever received; Prime bought him for me at BotCon 1999. It was an unforgettable moment: I saw him and Prime asked if I had Goldbug. "No," I said. "I never had a chance to pick him up." Prime picked up the little Throttlebot, paid for him and I said rather enviously, "Now you give him a good home."
Prime smiled and said, "Oh, I will," as he handed Goldbug to me. I nearly fell over, then tackle/hugged him as a thank you.
I had pretty much been a bachelorette before then; I hadn't been dating for at least a year. Now suddenly I have a brand new Goldbug and not long after, a new (and better) relationship with a real man. And the trend hasn't stopped there.
So as I paid for my brand new Cyber Speed Bumblebee I realized; each Bumblebee I own is a part of my history. Each one is a little trophy, a small symbol of personal victory over the forces of stupidity in my life.
Guess he really is my guardian angel after all.
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