A guy, who goes by kareshi, whom Loki and I met in person at Magfest has decided to put up videos with commentary of how to beat, what has been dubbed by many as, the hardest game ever: Ghosts and Goblins. Here are the links to the first 3 levels:
The bitch is that he makes it look so easy. Try it yourself if you haven’t lately.
More to come.
kareshi is mostly known for his piano renditions of vintage Nintendo tunes.
The amazing thing about Boo Berry is that it appears to be marketed as a “healthy” cereal by General Mills. Anything that turns your milk purple or was inspired by circus peanuts can’t be healthy.
Of course, with all of this talk about Boo Berry, obviously we are going to have to try Franken Berry and Count Chocula. It’s only a matter of time before all of the old forgotten cereals from our childhoods are rediscovered and sampled. Even some that I never had when I was little, like CoCo Wheats and
King Vitaman. We used to be able to get King Vitaman at Food Lion, but I haven’t seen it up here in NJ. Fortunately, even though Quaker Oats doesn’t acknowledge King Vitaman on their web site, you can buy King Vitaman through the Quaker Oats online store.
On the last trip or two to the grocery store, Mike and I noticed the addition of 3 cereals in the cereal aisle, each for the low price of $2.50. The items of interest were none other than the Boo Berry, Franken Berry, and Count Chocula. Not having seen these products all year only to show up the month before Halloween makes me think they are “seasonal” cereals.
So, we picked up a box of Boo Berry. As appealing as Boo Berry seem to be as a kid (I never had it then), it manages to combine the worst aspects of Fruity Pebbles and Lucky Charms. Not only is it loaded with those little cruncy marshmellows that Lucky Charms has, instead of the plain toasted oat bits, the “meat” of the cereal is little purple ghost-things. The marshmellows are enough to turn your milk colors; I can’t imagine what the Fruity Pebble-like powers the purple bits might have over your milk.
I must admit, we did eat the box, though it was eaten more like a candy. I couldn’t stomach the thought of actually eating it with milk during anytime of the day, much less first thing in the morning.
The Boo Berry link is of unknown quality. It is blocked here at the lab because it is in the “Tasteless” category according to Websense. Makes me wonder, since the Boo Berry Worship Cult is not filtered.
One thing I noted during my cereal research this morning was the lack of information about these products on the General Mills web page. Certain cereals on the page (Cheerios, Trix, Chex, and Wheaties to name a few) are broken out as brands, while all the rest cereals are stuck under the “Big G Cereals” brand.
Another thing I learned in my cereal research was the origin of Lucky Charms:
The cereal was invented in 1963 by then vice-president of General Mills, John Holahan. Holahan claimed to have gotten the idea for the cereal when he happened upon some orange marshmallow peanuts, a candy common in circuses at the time. Holahan cut up several of the peanuts and sprinkled them over Cheerios, another oat-bit cereal, and he “knew we had a winner.”
How disgusting is that? Circus peanuts…
I washed my pants, and now they fit again.
Shortly the Cave of Trouble’s 2004 cinematic outing, Spontaneous Combustion, will be made available on Protozoic.com. The other night Tim (Bear) and myself made minor corrections to it and then burned a proper DVD of it, which we think looks pretty good. And looking good is pretty important, especially when you take into account other major elements of the film like “plot” are damn near incomprehensible. I’m guessing that we will have the movie up for download sometime next week in both a small format and then a larger format (but not too large format). Then not too far off in the future, we’ll also be finishing up the music video for Spontaneous Combustion, “May I have Some Cake Please”, and probably putting that up too. Once that is done, we’ll go ahead and put together a DVD which we’ll be selling on the website.
In other news, progress on the album is going quite smoothly. More on that soon.
The only other piece of news I have concerns the Anime “Comic Party”, which I watched on Comcast’s On Demand feature this evening (currently there are a number of free programs you can watch On Demand as part of a promotion I’m assuming). The verdict is that “Comic Party” has to be the worst Anime I’ve ever seen. Don’t watch it. Carve Pumpkins.
That’s what I’ve been on lately. Seems like the only disc you’ll ever find in my player is by either Whiskeytown, Wilco, the Jayhawks, Barn Burners, Mindy Smith, My Morning Jacket, Son Volt, or Chris Whitley. (any of whom I reccomend.)
Sometimes, when I get stuck in these ruts, I like to think about lemonade.
Mmmm.
Sweet. Sour. Delicious.
Lemonade.
There is a preconceived notion about shoes - and the people who like them. When she comes in the mailroom with glee, and calls me a liar of happiness, because I've missed the fact that shoes have arrived, I think of the time I was in a foreign country with a big suitcase, the size of a small foreign car's trunk. In the case, I had: some paper and a lot of empty space. My girlfriend saw the space - And put it to good use by filling it with shoes. Perhaps my "preconceived notion", that in the grand physics of the cosmos, women are inexorably linked to shoes, is unfounded. But I'm glad that women like shoes. It makes for a very mysterious life.
The people who you thought looked nice aren't And the people who you thought were mean weren't But it is still pretty stereotypical when you get down to it.
The thin box sits between the two similar boxes filling the space of the room attempting something for myself - but then the man comes and moves them, my ears buzzing.
There is some arrogant dick and some stuck on herself cunt and a mother fucking, father fucked system involving time-sheets that for some idiotic reason every blind somebody thought worked - - when the only thing really working is "I".