So I set up a guild in The Old Republic MMO and here is the logo for it. I love Wampas. They are the best. The vast, vast majority of you will probably not get the cruddy joke, so I give video :]
Saturday, December 24, 2011
Wednesday, December 14, 2011
IN THIS EPIC CLASH OF WILLS:
-The attack of James Brown and the Viking Alien Vampire Strippers!
-You remember or not, but Dave is here!
-Jem Hadar attack ships, gambling problems and you!
-Behold the freckled young breasts of Marilyn Mon-I mean, Lindsay Lohan!
-My resignation from the Human Race!
-You too can be a level 1 Pinball Wizard with 4 Hit Points!
-On the Irradiated ipod this week: Faith No More teaches us the finer points of undead dinner time etiquette with a track from The Real Thing, a wondrous little number by the name of "Zombie Eaters!"
On the Podcast this week I go into disturbing detail about my one time job as a male stripper (it's a long story) and I mention my outfit during the time. Well, here it is. I used to have fangs cut out of paper that I taped to the mouth, but they looked stupid, so I got rid of it. I don't think in this picture I am wearing the dracula cape, though.
The Pinball Machine Museum, of course.
You see, I take my culture in extremely small, diluted doses, and I recently found myself at the Silver Ball Museum Arcade right here in sunny/snowy/freezing cold/unseasonably warm/downright gross New Jersey! I'll definitely be talking about this place in the next podcast, and I was blown away by the AWESOME AND RAMPANT SEXISM that was plastered all over these pinball machines (most of which were from the 60's, back when girls were girly and men had good taste.) So, I decided to take a few pictures of some of the more notable sights seen.
"Yes, puny mortals...hump for Gorgar's infinite and sexy amusement!"
By today's standards, these two shapely young dames would undoubtedly be considered fat pigs. Needless to say, today's standards are some straight tripe. This picture looks like a SPELLFIRE card gone terribly, terribly right.
On each pinball machine in the place, there is a card with the highest scores written on them. This one here is a crappily taken picture (sorry) but you can make out that the number one score is over 4 billion points. Yes, I typed BILLION. With a "B"
This pinball machine art actually encapsulates life as far as girls are concerned. Here you have some asshole who would rather play pool than pay any mind to the absolutely criminally stacked girl standing two feet away from him. Naturally, she is ALL about being ignored and treated like total shit, while meanwhile, the nice fella #58 sitting in the background who would actually buy her a hamburger and tell her she's pretty stares longingly at her ass and will surely go home alone to angrily masturbate. #58 will later lose all his hair and become a vastly unentertaining podcaster.
This scary gent is either going to fuck the living daylights out of this enormous-jugged lady, or kill her in some manner of surgical ritual. Perhaps both. Okay, very possibly both.
Anywho, it was a well good time, and it cost like 10 bucks for a whole hour of all-you-can play pinball machines and video games from days gone by. If you're ever in Asbury Park and want to stare at some blazingly fantastic breasts/learn yourself some pinball history, check out the Silver Ball Museum!
Tuesday, December 13, 2011
Here's a little doodle of Angie that I did the other day and I think it's a little neat, so I share. I dunno, she looks kinda spunky/peppy/excited-ish in a way, and it makes me go "Aw, look at that. Someone is ready to start the day!" and then immediately tear off my pants and chase her down with a hatchet.
Tuesday, December 6, 2011
IN THIS BOLD HEADLINE:
-I am completely and totally down and out with the sickness!
-Even during a zombie apocalypse, men will demand their hooters!
-Season 5(?) is live!
-How to Break all kinds of Bad!
-Death to levels and gear!
-What's Kizarny Crizying about now?
-Fat James Bond will return in "Don't Die Till You Do Me!"
-On the Irradiated ipod this week: Toad the Wet Sprocket helps us clean up a big ol' mess with a song from their compilation album In Light Syrup, here comes the "Janitor!"