Crazy Japanese and the Expos That Hate Them

Wow. I mean, I'm shocked. I think Penny Arcade put it best. But I can't believe it's over....
They changed (but for all intensive purposes, they really cancelled) E3. No more giant trade expo. Just small meetings they said. You can read the full report here.

What does this mean for me? No more glitz and glamour. No more crazy import games. No more weird basement peripherals and hidden gems. No more hot correspondants from G4 covering it. And as much as I am not into them, I'll miss the cosplay booth babes.
My dreams are dead.
Sure, the people who have gone have said that it's a madhouse and that it'll be nice to see the good games all year rather than just at E3. But I never got to go. And since this seems permanent, I'll never go.
I remember hearing a story in 6th grade about how a kid sold one of his kidneys to go.
I didn't just believe that story, I believed IN the story, and all I wanted was to be that kid. That kid was me in my head...
...but here I am, sitting. Nakedly blogging my sorrow. With both my kidneys....

On the bright side, one of the crazy import games from last E3 fell into my hands by happenstance.
"Osu! Tatakae! Ouendan" (which pretty much translates to "Go! Fight! Cheer Squad") is possibly the BEST DS game I've played yet. But I'm also a slut for music/rhythm games. It will never reach American shores due to it's over Japanesiness. (Although, they are making a sequel that will be released first in the US called "Elite Beat Agents")
It's a great game (especially if you're a homo) as it is about MALE CHEERLEADING. Your band of cheerleaders goes around cheering people through their problems, such as one who has trouble concentrating on his homework, a girl in love with her boss, and my personal favorite, a horse trying to stop a burgler.
You can only import it, but it's a MUST have in this honest geeks naked opinion.

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So You Want To Slay A Vampire?

Ah, there is nothing like having edamame after a long day of bull crap.
Edamame: #1 snack of white kids who import anime and videogames from the comfort of their Fantastic Four underwear.



But I digress.

I had the last two days off from work. (And if you didn't know, I work at a certain "museum" type thingy that you wouldn't expect me to work at, but it's fitting once you think about it.)*** On my days off, I took up the arduous task of trying to find a game that has been overly popular, but surprisingly not supplied well. Meaning most places don't carry it anymore.
This game, of course, being Castlevania: Dawn Of Sorrow.
Call me old fashioned, but I KNOW, I know, I can find it online. But there's something about not paying shipping fees that I love. That and having it NOWWWWW! Thrill of the hunt, you know. Speaking of hunt...

For those of you who don't know, the Castlevania series (which is being made into a movie), involves that famous vampire of vampires, Angel....errr....I mean Dracula. The cursed Belmont bloodline produces the slayers (Buffy is not involved, I have to keep telling myself). Dracula comes back, they hunt and slay him. Simple formula, amazing results. If you can find it, play the PS1 title, Symphony of the Night, but it's hard to come by. Playing any of the GBA or the (elusive) DS title will suffice, as they kick ass.
If you play the N64 ones, you're probably a masochist.

***On a side note about work, 2 Brazillian boys tried to pick me up there, but I was too tired by the time work got out. Before that I met Kim Cattral (sp?) and she was so nice, I decided not to be sexual tonight. Too bad for me.

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Lego My Dego(ba)

So, here I am, starting a new blog. Why? I have no idea. I'm a BAD geek for not being a good blogger.

It would seem all the geeky things have an "og" in them: blog; mog; Frogger; The Fog (the first one of course); analog; etc.
You catch the drift.

I'm a geek by all legal means. I read comic books to great extent, play video games to great extent, keep up on my anime, work on computers (some), and keep a wide assortment of pens handy.

Although, there is another side to me. A dark side to me (well, as dark as my pale ass can get). One that, if you've seen the pictures from various parties, is very....well....naked. I am a sexual deviant.
Strike that; I'm a sexual jubilant. I'm fond of fondling. I delight in debauchery. I live for lechery. I revel in....revelry.
And nudity. I lurrrrrrve being naked.

You'll see that as this blog progresses, I'm sure.

Today I saw Superman Returns on IMAX 3D. SO hard to sit through it again. It was long, although the 3-D made it semi cool to do it again. I love me my Superman, but man, it's not that action packed, the 2nd half of the movie goes too long, they do TOO MANY homages to the first movie, and the "human" aspect of Superman is ruined by the person portraying him. Brandon Routh is "hawt" by all means, but no way is he a good actor. He was like Hayden Christiansen (sp?) in Star Wars.
Needless to say, I saw both in IMAX, and I seeing bulges in my face that big...god, it was like I was kneeling in front of Chad Hunt all over again.

Speaking of such, currently I'm playing Lego Star Wars which contains Episodes I, II, and III. And boy, is it just fun.
Despite my issues with the simple, simple battling system, making it Star Wars AND Legos makes me overlook it completely. If you haven't played this game, play it once, for god's sakes! The way it pokes fun at itself (and the movies) is just priceless, and shooting Jar Jar Binks in the back of the head over and over and over again makes me feel so much better about seeing Episode I twice.
Him and young Anakin...watching them both blow up into a bunch of lego bits....ahhh. It would only be more satisfying if you could just cut off their heads and defecate all over their bodies.

....too much? I guess that's all for now then!

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