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Are toys fun when they’re OP?

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O·P. adj. (pron. oh-pee).  Acronym for “overpowered.”  Established as video game slang; used to describe when a particular character, weapon or item is opinionated to be excessively effective, to the detriment of the claimer’s opinion, but has capabilities of being applied in uses outside of exclusively video games.

In the case of action figures, protagonists that are three times the size of their antagonists, could be classified as being OP.

I saw this commercial for these Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles action figures, and the first thought that came into mind was “are you fucking kidding me?”  Gigantic TMNT action figures to do battle with Foot Clan villains that are a third of their size?  Is that even remotely possibly fun for kids?

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Knowledge is horsepower

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Conversely, that means a lack of knowledge means your car might be slower than it should be.

Long gone are the days when I used to relish in the occasional red light skirmish; trying to get to point B from the green light faster than a car in an adjacent lane.  But nowadays I’m older, I just don’t really care about it anymore, and frankly the cost of fuel is more than justifiable enough to not hit 6,000 rpm in first gear and second gear, just to prove that my car is faster than another.

But when a 3rd generation Mitsubishi Eclipse deliberately pulls up next to me with the intent of attempting to pass me on an upcoming merge point, so that they don’t have to wait behind the three cars behind me, I decided that could turn the clock back a little bit.

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Things Dwyane Wade won’t be able to buy anymore

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Not long ago, I wrote about how opt-out clauses are kind of killing professional sport, and a whole bunch or rambling about how at the root of all opt-out clauses, is more greed. In every instance I mentioned, the people who opted out of millions of dollars ultimately signed contracts worth even more money, displaying what I feel are truly disgusting rich-getting-richer scenarios.

Ultimately, what I failed to say when I wrote that, was that I would love to see an instance where a guy opts out of his contract, only for it to backfire and blow up in his face, and they’re unable to better the numbers in which they opted out of. Because that would be just dessert for someone getting greedy, and being rudely awakened when the number crunchers and bean counters of sports franchises realize the favor they’ve been granted, and the money they don’t have to spend to acquire their talents.

Fortunately, I didn’t have to wait that long after making my post for it to actually come to fruition.

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Getting a mental edge

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Whenever the term “mental edge” comes to mind, I think about Dual Survival, and how Joe Teti uses the phrase at least once every single episode.  But the instance that stands out the very most of Joe’s constant pursuits of mental edges was the one episode where Joe and Cody were in some desert, and like in most cases, dehydration was a massive issue.

Despite Cody’s logical (and truthful) objections to doing so, Joe insisted on drinking his own urine.  And despite fully agreeing with Cody’s rationale why drinking urine while teetering on the edge of dehydration was a bad idea, Joe overruled logic, stating that simply getting the feeling of wetness in his mouth would give him the mental edge needed to persevere in the desert a little bit longer, even if the source of said wetness was his own piss.

Joe pissed into a helmet and drank his own piss.

For that mental edge.

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I’m convinced

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Back in the day, there was Xanga.  Xanga was a blogging platform that coincided with the time of like LiveJournals and any other blogging sites.  Anyway, there was a popular perception that Xanga was the blog choice for all Asian people, given the fact that 4 out of every 5 Xanga sites seemed to be run by an Asian blogger.

Perception becomes reality to the eye of the beholder.

I’m convinced that when it comes to costume photography, DeviantArt is pretty much anyone not in the United States.  4 out of every 5 times whenever I see a picture that I think is really striking, and I wish to see more of it, and the rabbit hole eventually leads to me to a DA account, I’ll notice that the user’s profile states that they either live somewhere in South America or Europe.  So much for those opportunities to cyber-stalk fantasize about meeting these people in person to crush on and hope to fancy with my wit and charm.

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Never gets old huehuehue

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I’m pleased to see Germany win the World Cup.  Anyone who pays attention to soccer should know that this shouldn’t have been that big of a surprise, considering Germany pretty much demolished their way into World Cup qualification, and there was little reason to believe that it would have been any different throughout the tournament.  Maybe the 7-1 pownage of Brazil was a little bit surprising, but the fact that they were as good as they played, and that they actually won it all, wasn’t that big of a shocker.

But speaking of Brazil, the day before Germany iced the cake, was the ever-essential third place match.  Most cases, the third place match is completely irrelevant, nobody watches it, and the players themselves don’t even want to be in it.  But in a few instances, like this World Cup, it has meaning, because the host country is in it.  It’s the final hurrah for the host’s gallant effort to reach the top, and it’s one last opportunity for them to get what 15 other teams do not get: a chance to end their World Cup experience with a victory, instead of going home in defeat.

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The thin line that divides love from hate

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I enjoy professional sports.

However, I think that I would prefer a world where professional sports ceased to exist, than to live in the world we live in now, where salaries are skyrocketing, greed is escalating, and egos are left unchecked and maniacally running rampant in every sport.

It gets worse every single year.  Every sport has a few players that think they’re bigger than everyone else, and unfortunately the right people always agree with them, and we read stories about how these people who are playing children’s games at an intensely higher level are making millions and millions of dollars, and have justifiably “earned” them.  Players buy into their own hype and make mockeries of the leagues of the sports that they’re good at, and the fans are doubly worse for buying into them as well, and justifying and encouraging such behavior.

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