Why do so many people in the hood drive like this?

Just about everyone has probably seen it.  Yet ironically, no appropriate images of it as an example really exist anywhere on the internet that I can find.  The above image is the closest thing I can find that comes remotely near representing it.  But not a day goes by where I don’t see someone driving their car in this seemingly pose that I’m wagering that anyone who looks around would also see on a very regular basis.

The pose is almost always a male; right hand at the 10 o’clock position on the steering wheel.  Their left arm is resting on either their left thigh or the arm rest of the driver’s side door, elbow bent, with their hand floating inches from their nose/mouth, but not actually touching it.  Fingers are curled.  And almost always, the seat is reclined back beyond a typical angle, and it almost looks like the only thing keeping the driver upright is the fact that their right arm is gripping the steering wheel at an unorthodox angle.

If you can visualize this description, this is where it sinks in that you may or may not have noticed seeing people driving like this before, or like me, regularly.

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Was the Clock King really a villain?

It makes me happy when things go the way they are supposed to, when things run smoothly.

This statement implies that the vast majority of times, things are not going the way they are supposed to, and that things are not always running smoothly, because I am not happy on a more regular basis.

Case in point: just the other night, I had a sequence of tasks planned: stop at Goodwill and drop off donation bags, eat BBQ, clean house.  Simple enough.  I get to Goodwill well within business hours, but the doors are locked and there’s a handwritten note on the door saying “BACK IN 15 MIN” as if it were a fucking lemonade stand.  I didn’t even wait 15 seconds before I left, feeling disgusted at the simple fact that there were people so incapable of doing their menial job, that they had to close shop temporarily.  As a result of this component not going the way it was supposed to go, the remainder of my tasks had to be altered somewhat, and my agenda post-errands were delayed by 15 minutes.

15 minutes doesn’t sound like a whole lot of time, but I fucking treasure my time.  That was 15 minutes I could have spent getting ahead of schedule, so that I could have more time for myself later on.  15 minutes of extra sleep in the morning goes a long way throughout the course of a day.

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#8

Considering I had the World Championship belts for the WWF and ECW from the late 90s into mid 2000s era, it was inevitable that I would need to get the WCW World Championship belt eventually.  An opportunity arose when I saw one for sale on Ebay with an egregiously high Buy It Now price and an unknown reserve attached to it.  I knew what I had wanted to spend and I honestly didn’t think it had a chance to break the reserve considering that the Buy It Now price was almost twice what I had in mind, but it turns out that my Hail Mary bid ended up nicking the reserve by three cents, making me the winner to a Big Gold Belt.

And the thing is this is actually a WCW belt and not one of the replicas from WWE after they had acquired all of the WCW assets.  Nowhere on the belt is a WWE logo or emblem anywhere, and even still had a Bill Goldberg nameplate attached to it.

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The most obvious of “I give up on life” cars

It’s funny whenever I think about cars that belong in the I give up on life category, Saturns never really crossed my mind.  But in a way, it’s fittingly appropriate in several ways; one, because Saturns are the most forgettable car manufacturer in history, and two, Saturn as a car company is dead, and has been dead for going on three years now.  Unfortunately, three years isn’t enough time to wipe them from existence as their turds on wheels are still being capably driven on roads across America as we speak.

Saturn was essentially a joint venture between General Motors and Rubbermaid (not actually true) that put out mediocre plastic (mostly) cars that were cheap to buy, cheaper to maintain, and supposedly cheap to repair when necessary (often, being a GM), in exchange for your dignity (factually accurate).  But after twenty years of sucking souls, Liu Kang and the automotive industry had enough of Saturn Tsung’s soul-sucking tendencies and putting an end to the Saturn brand, hopefully for good.

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This is actually logically brilliant

I don’t like to give credit to the Chinese too often, but from a logic standpoint, I have to say that this father came up with an absolutely brilliant idea: hire ringers to target, harass and deter his deadbeat son from playing an online video game.

I really do believe it’s brilliant.  Kids are such retards these days that any attempt to deter them from doing what they like by methods such as lecture, nagging, or straight up restriction would probably lead to a rebellious reaction to where their desire to do these things just to piss you off in addition to doing what they like.  But in the case of a game addict, by essentially attempting to make the game no fun for him seems to be more of an effective method to breaking the game’s hold over the player; when a game is so difficult to overcome, eventually it will become un-fun to the point where it’s not worth playing anymore.

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Confessions of a grown-up cosplayer

Over the weekend, I unearthed this old Chu-Chu costume that I wore twice in 2000, thirteen years ago. God damn, that’s a long time ago, and I’m once again reminded of just how old I am now. Given it’s age, it’s still in pretty good condition, and could very easily still be worn today.

The scribbles on the ear of Chu-Chu are from the creator and the manga artist of Utena, Kunihiko Ikuhara and Chiho Saito, respectively. I do have a fond memory of the bemused looks of surprise and amusement on their faces when I plopped a gigantic papier mache head onto the table, and the recognition set in to what was actually right in front of them. Hey, at least it adhered to the strict policies that no bootleg merchandise was to be requested to be signed.

At one point, I loaned it out to someone else to wear at a convention, and my mom even wore it to work once for Halloween and won an at-work costume contest, which is the most success it has ever received.

Otherwise, when I think back to a lot of the memories associated with this costume, there really weren’t that many great memories to be had, to be perfectly honest.

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Man, What A Stupid Commercial #006

I have to admit, that after this commercial aired, I was kind of surprised. It was without question, the poorest quality animation that I’d ever seen aired on national television, and I couldn’t really believe that someone out there paid the money to both produce such a putrid animation, as well as actually pay whatever money it took to get it to air nationally.

No seriously, this looks like one of those flash animation generators where random people can write a basic dialogue script, and then it generates a crappy flash video where all the voices are Steve voice, and people think are funny. Except worse. I’m pretty sure that I’ve seen better animation on public access television.

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