"I'll judge you all and make damn sure that no one judges me."
"I'll judge you all and make damn sure that no one judges me."
I Start Fires! |
2002-08-13
Piggy's specs were nicked at: 8:32 p.m.
Oh man. The moon is all huge and orange and trying to cut through the thick evening smog and boy is it creepy. I love it. My workplace took a radical turn and hired a guy my age who can speak English. My mind is blown. But I'm pretty happy about it, because all employees my age left the mall during the Great Christmas Costco Migration of 2000. We were getting a paltry 8 dollars for our services, and most of the teenagers were wooed away by Costco's promise of 15 bucks an hour. They tried to get me to come with them, but I stayed with the mall. I still don't know why. I guess because I am so sick of retail and New Yorkers threatening to shoot me because I got their change wrong. I mean, the non-English speaking little old ladies I work with are very nice, but they all think Final Fantasy is a porn shop opening in the old Smithbooks' storespace. And nevermind the youth, nobody has a fouler mouth than a sweet, petite Spanish lady who catches some punk ass of a mother letting her kid take a piss in the washroom sink because her brat is too good to wait in line. Also, forget conversations about anime. But you get to hear enough about these women's sex lives and bowel movements to make Sue the Sex Lady blush. So I have someone to talk to for the summer when we're sent to hose down garbage compactors in the blistering dungeons of the shopping mall with the rats and the roaches and the hey hey nani nani. I think he's only temporary help, but I hope they keep him for a while longer so I can rinse my mouth of all the old lady "Oh, my back" chatter. Aaaaaaaah, NewSecretofManaforGBAaaarglebargle!!!! *smashes head against the wall* There'd better not be a repeat of Legend of Mana. I'm going to talk about Zelda now, so just try and stop me. I recently read that Miyamoto made the change to "Celda" (I hate that term, and I have no viable reason to) because he noticed games were becoming too homoginized. I'd take my hat off to this man, but I don't tend to wear hats, so I rip my scalp off instead and bow. That argument makes so much sense, my head has popped off with the logic in it. I don't expect the new Zelda's look to be everyone's cup of tea, but if you all want a dark game to cry over, that's what the Playstation 2 and its harem of 10 cent Babelfish-run RPG's is for. You all have a fun time with that, I'm going to explore a vast world of colour called Hyrule. Speaking of Miyamoto, David and I were discussing how much involvement he has in his games. Even Inafune didn't have much say in several of the X games ("Numbers 3, 5, and 6," David said. "Wow, no wonder it showed," I quipped.) I was just curious about the matter. I know Miyamoto is a huge music fan, but was he the one who named all the Koopa kids after rockers, less Morton Koopa Jr. who's merely named after a drug addicted actor? We have Larry Koopa, named after the drummer of U2. Iggy of Pop fame, Lemmy of Motorhead, Ludwig who's pretty obvious, and Bowser himself of Shanana. My mother filled in the references for Roy and Wendy O, but I forgot 'em because I listen good. It took me over 12 years to figure this all out. And then it hit me, like, "Bing!" Sort of like how I sat on Chrono Trigger's Ozzie, Flea and Slash for five years before their names poked me in the ass. Purists whine about the names of Magus' henchmen being changed from their original punny condiment names, ala Toriyama's style. I whine about people who give too much of a shit. Who says I'm not sympathetic and in touch with the world's ebb, flow and pulse?
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