Wednesday, September 24, 2008

Bringing Back My Gamer Side...

I've been pretty busy lately, having purchased a PSP with the cash given by my folks as a Christmas and Birthday rolled into one (how do you like them apples?) I've also christened her "Venus", based on the Roman God of... something. I forgot my mythology, you can just look it up at Wikipedia. At first my choices are "Ehra" (for my current fantasy female) or "Morena" (my preferred color of a woman) but opted for a more universal and "cleaner' name. Weird, but I like to name my game systems, like my old Playstation2 "Bubbles".

The PSP is a very multimedia machine, and to me, stomps the f*ckin' Nintendo DS and eats it for dinner. Honestly, the games for the DS, while somewhat creative (with the use of the dual-screens and a stylus) are too gimmicky and childish.

And yeah, I'm glad I got my GAMER side back. It's been like two years since I've played in a home console. I've only settled in those Timezone arcades with the usual shooting, basketball and pinball these past few months. While great, I clamor for a cinematic and long gameplay experience. In other words, I'm glad I'm back, baby!!!

And oh, yeah, that custom toy? It's good, but not great. Some of paint is chipping off, and one of clay that is placed on the figure fell off. But nonetheless, the dude is faithful (somewhat) to my designs... I'll post a pic soon as my computer doesn't recognize any USB... F*ck.

Rants... I really hate people who post too much of their pictures in Friendster. I hate those "Japanese" ( your pointing and middle finger raised like a peace sign fashioned sideways near the eye.) Heck, I know one particular female who does that, and it f*ckin' pisses me off. You know who you are. Haha. The Jonas Brothers need to die... Or get out of the fanbase of giggly 11-17 year old girls.

- "the king"

Wednesday, September 10, 2008

Toy Chest, Nostalgia and Relaxation...

It's particularly a slow week today, or the fact I'm not in my ranting mood (which is a lucky break for all stupid stuff, horrible songs and anything Hale/Spongecola) So rejoice if you'll find this post pretty short. I, for one, would prefer some blog posts to be concise...

A few posts ago I said that I want to purchase the complete set of Legendary Comic Book Heroes Series 2 or the "Monkeyman Series"(http://indie.superarticulated.com/2007/12/03/legendary-comic-book-heroes-series-2/#more-93) since I saw a complete set at a department store, but I found it to be expensive. Well, guess what, I managed to buy them all at a discounted price!!! Seems the local distributor of the toy line and the like decided to cut 1/3% of the price since it is a year old. I managed to "score" all six of the figures and connected the 11-inch tall, 7-inch wide Monkeyman!!! Sweet!!! He's big, has lots of articulation and a darn f*ckin' monkey.

Y'know, call me a nerd, but I find it amusing to have these figures. Well, to each his own. After all, I see a guy fiddling with his car (or "ride") and you don't see me call him a "mechanic jerk" or "grease monkey" Plus, I've also taken interest in designing new looks for established characters and have a toy customizer build it using some scrap action figures. I've already given him an assignment. Will it be gnarly? Find out soon...

I've uncovered some stuff while fixing my room and man, nostalgia really creeps you when you look at a photograph or some random stuff from the past. Here's a post from my Music.Love... blog about it: " I've been on a nostlagic trip lately, looking at old photographs and visiting friends. I miss those days, and not all the power of the world can bring them back, unless you have a Delorean from the movie trilogy Back to the Future. See? That's an old movie, and that's proof of me being nostalgic. And do you guys remember local anime magazine Questor? Or Nickelodeon cartoon Action League Now? It's good to remember... "

Lastly, it is important to get some time for yourself. It adds years to your life and you look young than your birth-age. Here's some suggestions to relax, or as some people call it now, "chillax" :

- Shop for some crap
- Go online and laugh at some guy's post at a message board
- Read some blog and laugh at some guy's post
- Find interesting what-have-you's online
- Look at some chick's pics (e.g. http://www.ehramadrigal.com)

In closing, don't you find it REALLY irritating that some idiot would play their favorite music at a closed space or a public transportation? O r even hum/sing it? Makes you want to whack him/her/it a canteen tray on his/her/it head .

-"the king"

Wednesday, September 3, 2008

Pinball, Ehra Madrigal's "Twins" and Rule of Three...

Well, as I'm posting this I'm pretty exhausted from work and the humid (have you all noticed how hot it is in the afternoon more than ever?) But I'm glad for my rest day today as I've a lot to catch up on lost sleep.

Y'know, even though work is stressful, I've always managed to enjoy my free time. Ever since I've tried to incorporate exercise in my visits to local arcade Timezone at Waltermart Makati (you can easily identify me there wearing pambahay clothes) I'm grown addicted to pinball. Yes, motherf*ckin' PINBALL. I admit, At first it seems daunting to play, what with all of the compex structures of the game and the rather expensive play. But I gave it a try (it was a Lord of the Rings-themed table.) and I never stopped. I don't care if it's 18php per play. I like racking up massive points and catching the attention of curious onlookers, probably thinkin' Man this kid can play. I even tried the The Simpsons and Pirates of the Caribbean-themed tables at other Timezone branches. I'll bet that there are local serious devotees of this ancient game, and I hope there are tournaments that I could join. They say that pinball is bad becuse it's a game of chance, not skill. Not true. But what I can say is it is like a slot machine. It's damn addicting...

Seeing Ehra Madrigal's picture at the Bench Underwear show really gets my blood pumping. I mean, damn she's hot. What I fear is that her body, upon closer inspection (*wink wink*) is the type that is very pudgy if not given the proper attention. In short, matabain. May I suggest that I take care of her figure? Heheheh... Let me also quote a classic line from my friendster blog: "THOSE.ARE.THE.BIGGEST.PERFECT.BREASTS.WE.HAVE.EVER.SEEN.EVER...I feel like Jim Carrey's character's reaction in the movie Liar Liar where he's in the elevator with a new tenant and this buxom chick wanted to know why many fellow tenants are nice to her. "

I've been meaning to write about the significance of the number three (3). I believe it is time to disclose to all of you my fantastic theory. Y'see, back at first year college, a proxy prof taught us how to draw human faces and anatomy. He gave us a "rule of three"; basically a technique to equally divide parts of the face and body to achive dimension and realism. Then a few years later I've deduced that all things are balanced in threes. There's Jokes. (you notice that all "wala ka sa lolo ko..." jokes have three persons telling stories before building up to the punchline?) Composition ( an artist balances an artwork using an imaginary triangle.) Even pinball gives you three tries to get a high score. Some of you may disagree with me, but I dare say it is real...

Rants: The Eraserheads Reunion concert did rejuvenate OPM music. I've heard people who sells cigarettes sing tunes of "Kailan" on the street. I say, there should be a Part Two, or else.

-"the king"