August 31st, 2010 | 
Author: I saw The Expendables. This is not a review… it is a celebration.
If you have balls, you need to see this movie. It’s not a fine piece of filmmaking by any means, but it does kick ass in ways movies have not kicked ass in a long time.
Hollywood has made “Action Stars” a laughing matter. Matt Damon… as an action star? Really? Please! I dismiss your nancy boy affectations. And whats-his-name? In the Avatar movie… and also the T4 flick… and clash of the titans…? What the hell it that guy’s name? Sorry… he’s a poser. Mickey Rourke would wipe his ass with that guy.
Say what you want, but Sly Stallone KNOWS what makes an awesome action movie. It’s isn’t CGI (this movie has none)… it isn’t over the top machines. It’s big bad ass f***ers with guns and knives carving up the bad guys with laser precision.
Oh, I’m sorry… does that offend? Knife throw in the neck!!!
Opps, does that seem too violent? Automatic Shotgun cuts you in two!!!
Yes… BAD ASS is the best description for it.
There was this scene, and my 6 year old boy walked in on it… had the big goose water plane dive bombing with machine guns blasting bad dudes on the ground…ending their existence with a fiery explosion. My son shouts out “AWESOME!!!”. He gets it, my boy.
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I am geeking out…
DC Universe Online officially has my attention.
I’ve been lost in certain challenges over the last 60 days, but I’m back from that dark tunnel, having dodged a speeding train.
That being said, I resume my duties as HGIC and should have a couple of commentaries, news of note and other forms of Abject Geekery… in accordance with prophecy most arcane.
30 minute fan made short film.
Except for the uncharacteristically long winded inner monologue, it’s a fine bit of entertainment.
CITY OF SCARS
Uploaded by Batinthesun. – Full seasons and entire episodes online.
Lyrics by Jermaine Jackson
Have I told you, you are my river
That never stops for rest
Have I thanked you for letting me come out of you
And giving me all of your best
Have I thanked yo for having our family
Without them I woud’nt be here
Have I told you no matter how far I may go
All of you always are near
Oh mother you’ve given everything to me
Oh mother you’ve never asked for anything
Oh mother I’m sorry for all those times I hurt you so
When all along it was really me
Scared of letting go
So afraid to grow
Have I told you I’ll love you forever
Have I told you I’ll love you always
Have I told you the difference you make in my life
You make it your own special way
Oh mother you’ve given everything to me
Oh mother you’ve never asked for anything
Oh mother you’ve given everything to me
Have I told you, you never asked for anything
That I love you
Have I told you today
I remember living in the local arcades, those murky neon dungeons where digital battles were waged against tanks, aliens and little blue ghosts. I was hooked and the quarters flowed from my pockets to enrich the hygene challenged owners of these Dark Dens of early computer gaming.
As I got older, I discovered the pleasures of REAL computer gaming…. first in text or ANSI graphics… then with ever smaller and more colorful blocks of pixels. Good stuff… good times.
I was there for the rise of the Massive Multiplayer Online Role Playing Game(MMORPG), playing hours of Ultima Online (Atlantic forever!), Everquest, Anarchy Online, Star Wars Galaxies, Everquest 2, World of Warcraft, City of Heroes, Lord of the Rings Online, Champions Online and finally… Star Trek Online. Over the last 10-12 years, I have been there and done that for both online and single player games.
And consoles! Yep… I had all the stars from the home TV gaming world, from the original pong to the Wii… ending with the Playstation 3. Cartridges and disks… I have played them all.
And now? I’m done. I think after all these years, I’ve gotten just about all I can out of these experiences.
What started this decline was my house was robbed a couple of years ago. My PS3 was stolen, along with all the games. As I was totaling the value of these for insurance purposes, I actually saw the accumulated bottom line number and was shocked that I had wasted so much money on this hobby. I decided right then to not replace the console and use that money for other more “home improvement” things.
Since then, I’ve picked up a few games, but none of them have really entertained me beyond the first few days. After the initial “cool” factor… they all became more like work than play… and as my play time is limited, I tended to look for other quick bits of distraction.
The final nail in the coffin for my Gaming Identity was a quote by Edward “Bill Adama” James Olmos, who commented about how we are a reflection of what we choose to do… if we read histories, we are historians… if we work on our houses, we are carpenters/electrician/plumbers etc… gardeners… and he left that if we play games in front of a TV for hours…well, we are THAT. Wow.
At this stage of my life, with the commitments to family and career and house… I cannot see devoting my time to so unproductive a hobby. And that really is the point, isn’t it? Hobbies are great. Every man needs a hobby. But, as far as hobbies go… I would consider computer gaming to be the least productive outside the event of entertainment itself.
As I get older, and I start to look at time as a more limited commodity, I cannot help but feel that even my entertainment time needs to be productive in some way… be it the creation of something useful or pleasing to the eye… or making my home a more fit place to dwell in… or activities to improve my mind and body.
What really seals the deal … suppose if, like the property value stolen… I could somehow reclaim the time spent on 10 years gaming to then spend on either the equivalent reimbursement of previous entertainment…or something else, like lessons or carpentry or some there more productive hobby… what would I do? There really is not question, for me…
I wouldn’t be gaming.
I’m thinking the parents are all “WTF are my kids singing about!?”
The only thing missing from this is a slow-mo repeat of the inevitable dusting.
