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Mortal Kombat is kind of stupid

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Don’t get me wrong, I enjoy the Mortal Kombat games that I’ve played in my lifetime, but this is all really from a creative standpoint.  When it comes to character creation, stories and development, Mortal Kombat really is kind of silly, in a stupid kind of way.  That’s not necessarily a bad thing, because it shows that they acknowledge errors and roll with the punches in a fashion that so many companies wouldn’t be willing to do.  But throughout the years and lineage of the series, it’s gotten to a point where it’s all gone kind of far now.

All of this came upon because I happened to stumble upon the Mortal Kombat Wikia page, and I spent several hours of my day incapable of escaping the six degrees of Wikipedia whilst in this specialized Wiki.  What started out as a little bit of a nostalgia trip ended up turning into this head-tilting, mouth-contorting, WTF-fest at seeing how some of the characters developed, the introduction of newer characters, and how the “canon” story progressed.

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Photos: The July 4th Party

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USA FUCK YEAH! indeed.

This year, we had more people come than ever before and Jen and I also bought more fireworks than ever before, for our annual July 4th party that happened on the 7th due to the fucked up nature of July 4th being on a got-damn Wednesday.

Despite the sweltering heat initially, the evening cooled substantially once the sun set out of view, and there was tons of food to match the number of people who came down to Zombieland to eat, drink and watch some fireworks.  And to those who all came, I can’t speak for Jen, but I’m ever grateful that you made the lengthy trip down to our sticks for this party.  It means a lot to me.

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Filling a void

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This is Windchaser.  But as Jen and I have decided, we’ll keep the name as such, officially, but frankly, we’re just going to call him Chase. He is half Maltese and half Shih Tzu.  He is our new dog.

Since the unfortunate departures of the other two dogs back in October and December, the house has been a little on the quiet side.  Now I’ll be the first to admit that there was a sense of liberation at not feeling the obligation that either one of us needed to be home as soon as possible, but there was also a void left behind by having a home with zero dogs in it.

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Mass Effect romances, explained by Saved by the Bell

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Throughout playing the Mass Effect series, one of the more intriguing side objectives is pursuing a relationship. Each of the three games gives you choices for your Commander Shepards to pursue, and depending on if you import your data from one game to the other, it mildly alters the relationship paths, based on your choices from ME1 to ME2 to ME3. Which is one of the only things you really can alter, to say the least. Oops; did I write that out loud?

Anyway, with the number of possible relationships available throughout the series, it got me thinking. Which is never a good thing, because then we end up with the conclusion that Commander Shepard is pretty much the futuristic Zack Morris of the galaxy. And that all possible relationships throughout the Mass Effect series, are easily relatable to all of the girls that Zack Morris was involved with at some point throughout the entire Saved by the Bell series.

Naturally, since I’ve only played as the male Shepard, we’re only going to go through his potential conquests. Suffice to say, these are probably classified as spoilers if you haven’t played through all three games yet.

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This, is not a Mass Effect 3 spoiler

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To my count, at least seven different characters in the Mass Effect universe promise to buy Shepard drinks once “this is all over.” As you can see, the thought of free booze pleases Commander Shepard, greatly. All he has to do is rid the galaxy of the Reaper Invasion threat, and it’s party time!

This however, is a massive Mass Effect 3 spoiler

Don’t say I didn’t warn you.

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It should really have been called “Boy Meets World Through his Fuck-up Best Friend”

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Over the last few months, I’ve been watching a lot Boy Meets World reruns.  It’s on in the mornings in that time I’m preparing for the day and eating breakfast, and those few minutes before I leave for work.  It was a show I enjoyed a lot while growing up, when it occupied the 9:00 p.m. slot of TGIF, and it’s admittedly a trip down memory lane, watching it on most weekday mornings.

But watching it through my old-as-shit grownup eyes now, it’s so obvious of what the dynamic of the show really was.  It was never so much of the life and development of the main character, Cory Matthews through his own actions, as much as it was Cory and everyone else learning, living and understanding life by means of best friend Shawn Hunter’s constant fuckups.  Pretty much all of the adversity of the Cory character stems from girls and school.  All other conflicts throughout the series are funneled through Shawn’s character, and it’s up to Cory, his family and Mr. Feeny to guide him through all these life’s roadblocks, and where they can all learn and grown through his parade of failure.

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Somebody call my mama, these legs are registered weapons

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That’s right. Two-time! Two-time! Zombie run winnar!

So while I nurse my sore limbs and achy body parts, let me reminisce about the Atlanta chapter of the zombie run. Despite my trepidations going into the event, I can pretty easily say that I had a good of time as I did in Maryland, despite my reluctance up there too. If anything, I would venture to say that it was more fun than the first, for a myriad of reasoning.

Without much argument, the Atlanta zombie run was executed a million times better than the Maryland one. Granted, the Maryland zombie run back in October had the dubious task of being the inaugural event in which the bar was set, and all its failures and successes were what all the other chapters were to build off of, but the parking debacle and the tedious shuttling really, really hurt it badly. Whether it was superior planning or luck of the draw, Georgia’s venue for the event was far superior in the fact that there was plenty of on-site parking and no shuttles were necessary, and the local police appeared to be in cooperation and ready to deal with the traffic jams that never happened, probably because of the tornadoes or threat of them that ripped through the state the night before.

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