Cat Shit One

March 30, 2009 at 3:41 pm (Internet) ()

Call of Duty 4 + cute animals = Cat Shit One. It’s just so weird seeing these cutely rendered animals shooting at each other with guns.

SO. AWESOME.

But where are the cats? Hunh, it’s called Apocalypse Meow in the US. Hah.

Oh my gosh, I am so glad I threw open a new tab to look up “Apocalypse Meow”. Wikipedia strikes again!

The manga depicts the characters as different animals according to their nationality as follows:

The depiction of Americans as rabbits is actually a pun on the Japanese word for rabbit. The Japanese word for rabbit is “うさぎ,” which can be romanized as “USAGI.” USA + GI = USAGI.

USAGI. Loves it.

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DON'T TURN THEM OFF!

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Weird Dreams

March 29, 2009 at 7:28 pm (Uncategorized) (, , )

As usual, I ended up falling asleep this lazy Sunday afternoon. I think it was a bit more warranted than usual because I went to bed around 2:30 AM and woke up around 9:30 AM. I don’t know what that’s all about. I’d been doing my laundry for most of the morning, with video games and television disbursed in between. I ended up falling asleep around 4:00 PM or so and had the weirdest dream. 

One of them involved Resident Evil 5 and fighting the last boss. However, rather than the normal in-game setting, it was on a bright, sunny beach. It was kind of odd. Made me sort of want to go to the beach but then I remember that the beach is never that clean or nice in real life. It wasn’t all that surprising that I had that dream seeing as how I had been playing the game just before I’d taken a nap.

The other dream that I can recall involved me finding a stray kitten and bringing it home. It was tiny. No, seriously – it was so tiny it was smaller than the palm of my hand. I also recall one of its paws being injured so it had a  bandage wrapped around it. Another regular sized cat showed up. Apparently a friend of the parents had become ill or passed away and it had become our responsibility to take care of the cat. At one point the larger cat began chasing the tiny cat so I swatted the larger cat with a newspaper. It gave me this incredibly sad look.

Near the end of the dream I couldn’t remember which cat I had brought home. I don’t know why it was important but it was something I was trying desperately to remember. Then I woke up.

All in all, a pretty standard Sunday. Oh, yeah, check out some changes I’ve been twinkering with for my blog. I think it’s a stark improvement. Lemme know what you guys think.

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Road Map

March 13, 2009 at 1:06 pm (Uncategorized) (, , )

Growing up, a lot of people are exposed to music and musical instruments. Often times in elementary school in Hawaii they have the children learn to play on flutophones or recorders. During my sixth grade year, every Friday a portion of class time was used for ukulele instruction. [Note: Ukulele instruction may have begun before the sixth grade but I can’t recall] There was a box containing ukuleles for everyone in the class. We were taught mostly simple songs involving picking and strumming.

I enjoyed playing the instrument and this carried over to intermediate school. There was an ukulele class available that I decided to take because 1. I enjoyed playing and 2. it sounded like an class. During my second year of ukulele the instructor was a young-ish woman who was semi-attractive. Maybe. To tell you the truth I don’t really remember. The important thing is that she’s a woman. She had this rule where she didn’t like people to cross their legs because it promoted varicose veins. I thought it was a stupid rule and crossed my legs, anyway. Well, maybe not so much crossing as propping on leg on the knee of the other.

That seemed like too much exposition just to say that “I had a teacher who didn’t like people to cross their legs because of varicose veins”. Also, in hindsight it probably wasn’t important whether she was a woman or not. I dunno.

Speaking of teachers with odd tics, I always thought the elementary P.E. teacher looked like he had a basketball under his shirt. He had a rather large stomach, causing his shirt to hang over it like a dress. He always seemed to have drymouth and would have spittle acumulate at the corners of his mouth. I remember weird stuff.

Over the years I’ve had good and bad teachers. Teachers I absolutely loved and a few I loathed. I even had a hippie as an English instructor in tenth grade.

Crap, I shouldn’t have started reminiscing about school. I feel bad for a lot of the teachers. Teaching can be such a thankless job.

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I Was Bitten By

March 12, 2009 at 6:39 pm (Uncategorized) (, , )

…Twilight. I saw that on a bumper sticker on a car tonight. There was also another one that said “Vampires ❤ forks”. I didn’t get it. I just assumed it was a Twilight thing. I threw up in my mouth a little.

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Metal Wolf Chaos

March 4, 2009 at 3:21 pm (Internet, video games) (, , )

Broken pixels Metal Wolf Chaos

Check it out! It’s the Broken Pixels gang (Shane, Crispin, Sean Baby) of 1UP.com playing the Japanese import-only title Metal Wolf Chaos for original Xbox. The story? You are the President of the United States of America. Some bad stuff is happening so you decide to take the situation into your own hands and pilot a super-duper mech robot and stop the terrorists yourself. It was something like that. Anyway, that doesn’t matter – you are the President and you pilot a mech.

I’d actually played a demo a few years ago from an OXM (Official Xbox Magazine) disc. It was weird the way you had to access it – you had to input a code to get to the demo. It was sort of an easter egg. As you’ll see from the video it has awful dialogue, but that doesn’t matter because you get to pilot a super-awesome mech and blow shit up!

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