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Showing posts with label bitterness. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bitterness. Show all posts
I don't know why, but shippers drive me up the wall. I dislike them with every core of my body. I hate that audiences of a book, musical, tv show, movie, cartoon, comic book, etc try to force two characters together because they feel that they belong, even when the actual writers of said characters chooses not to put them together. The only thing I hate more than shippers are Mary Sues.
I first ran into shippers when I frequented the X-Files chat room of Yahoo. I have never been on board with Mulder and Scully being involved in a relationship, because I don't agree with the formula that a woman and man who work together/hang out with each other/do something together automatically will be involved together. Unfortunately this is how a lot of shows/movies/etc seem to run. The characters are not together at first, but their relationship evolves from friendship to lovers. This doesn't always work in real life and it drives me bonkers. The majority of shippers are women, and I don't know if it says something about the female gender or what. I get the notion that a lot of women are like Marge Simpson; they feel that everything and everyone should be paired together. I know that there are always going to be exceptions to the rule (myself for example). Do women just want romance? Happy Endings? Am I just alone, when I enjoy a movie where the main guy and the main gal go their separate ways, or one dies, or they love someone else?
Today I would like to bitch about shippers in a novel-turned-multiple-franchise that I hold dear to my heart: The Phantom of the Opera.
I have been a 'phan' for quite some time. My parents had gone to see Andrew Lloyd Webber's musical in the early 90s in Toronto, where it was a permanent fixture of Canadian Broadway for over 20 years. My mom brought back the soundtrack and played it constantly, inspiring me to find out more about the production.
Lucky for me, our library had a copy of the novel and I took it out in grade 4. It wasn't really the easiest novel for me to get through with my preconceived notions of what should happen based on my knowledge of the musical. My favourite thing about this book though, was the wonderful artwork of Greg Hildebrandt. I actually found the book at an online used book store and bought it for sheer nostalgia (and pretty pictures!).
I finally saw the stage production in 1997, during one of its final years. Shortly, the musical left Toronto, although occasionally it comes back for a month performance. When the 2004 movie came out, I was ecstatic because it meant I could watch it whenever I wanted, provided it was a word for word reproduction of the musical. For the most part, it is. I did have a little problem with some of the casting though.
Gerard Butler is too hot to be the Phantom.
Way too hot.
It was like casting had no concept of the story. The Phantom was hideously ugly. So ugly his mother never kissed him or looked upon his face. So ugly that it haunted Christine. Nobody loved the Phantom because he was a distorted gargoyle and that is why he had to live away from society's gaze.
Every actor who had played The Phantom in the musical had 4 hours worth of make done.
Look at Butler here. Loathsome gargoyle indeed... He looks like he had some minor burns, but nothing that couldn't be fixed with some of that Parisian stage make up they would have used in the operas!
The problem with making the Phantom hot is that it gives the character too much sympathy. There will always be sympathy for the Phantom. He had a shitty life and he just wanted to love and be loved. However, the Phantom also was a complete jerk. He took away Christine's freedom and held her prisoner, wanted to force her into marriage, murdered several people in both the novel and musical and used terror to control the staff at the Opera House. He was a selfish man up until the end. Only when Christine showed him pity and compassion, did he change his mind and give her back her freedom, his one unselfish act.
But, many female fans of the movie and the musical felt that Christine should have stayed with the Phantom. Oodles of speculation, fan fiction, fan art and even novels have tried to come to this conclusion. They felt that Christine truly loved the Phantom but clearly they were never paying attention to what was in front of them. It is absolutely illogical. Christine never once proclaimed her love for the Phantom. She appreciated his voice, his ability to write operas and to teach her, but never once did she feel torn in a love triangle. She always wanted to be with Raoul and it was the Phantom that forced her into choosing, only because he threatened to kill him in the musical (in the book, he was going to blow up the entire opera house).
Yet, Phantom of Manhattan, Susan Kay's Phantom and Andrew Lloyd Webber's Love Never Dies, a sequel to POTO go against this logical and insist that not only did Christine love the Phantom, but she had sex with him and had his love child.
Wait, what?
Damn you shippers! Clearly you have convinced enough people that there is a market for your insipid Christine-Phantom fantasy! You deny the logic presented before you!
In order to make C and P work, you have to make Raoul a jerk. So what do they do? They turn the brave hero who was willing to sacrifice his life so that Christine wouldn't be stuck marrying the Phantom and living in the bowels of the Opera House into a gambling drunk. A gambling drunk that Christine had to have cheated on to have her 10 year old son. In Kay's novel, Christine gives birth to a premature child who is actually full term, so Raoul realizes that the child is not his. In Love Never Dies, Christine goes and has sex with the Phantom the night before her wedding. Because this totally fits the character of Christine. Christine, who pledged her love to Raoul, who was willing to give up her freedom to save his life, who wanted him to steal her away so she wouldn't be captive of the Phantom any longer, who was frightened of the Phantom's soulless face, went out of her way to have sex with the Phantom before getting married to Raoul.
/brain explode.
Anyways.
My best friend is a shipper, and I tolerate it. But ugh, it drives me up the wall! I apologize to any other readers if you are shippers, but I have to ask: Why doesn't the audience just accept the writer's choices (I'm looking at you, Zutara shippers!)?
Video Games
I've managed to find myself a pristine copy of Unirally (Uniracers in other regions), and the box, the instruction manual (which is incredibly funny for its' time), and even the course maps poster are all in fantastic condition, and opening the package it came in reminded me of the first time I bought a copy of the game back in 1994, and, for other reasons apart from purchasing a great SNES game for $50 when the going rate for Super Nintendo games in Australia was either $99.95 or $120, was one of the greatest days of my life. After the jump, I'll mention my plans for the game, and beg you all to prove how much better you are at judging the quality of games than I am.
As mentioned in the original 'SNES Me Up' post (found here:http://scooteratreides.blogspot.com/2011/04/snes-me-up.html), I asked for recommendations of games I should be playing (of which you provided none) and I also asked if you'd like me to review them (which no one answered) so, in short, fuck you; I'm gonna review Unirally/racers, and you'll read it and, by God, you'll like it. (You won't.)
Anyway, I'm still open to suggestions, and if I get none, after the Unirally review I'll keep reviewing the worst SNES games I can find until you suggest something decent. (You won't; you'll ignore my reviews and forget I exist, and I'll be suicidal for a time, then discover joy in living an avant-garde life as the most ignored and marginalized man in history, using my pathetic life as a source of humor, because I'll find it hilarious that my life continues to get even worse than anyone could have ever envisioned!) Uh... I'm just going to find a corner and cry in it so as not to shame you with my tears....
Okay, I'm back, and happy, because I'm just bursting at the seams with crack-cocaine induced joy! But for reals, the Unirally review (henceforth I'll be referring to it as that, as it's the title of the PAL version which I'll be reviewing) should be up soon, and I'll try to bring something a little different to the table, as there are God knows how many sites dedicated to reviewing games from the golden era already. I hope you guys enjoy it, and I hope to hear from you regarding games I should take a look at. If that doesn't happen, then I'll review the games that had the biggest impact on me personally, and why, maybe due to where I was at that point in my life or some such other reason beyond just the quality of the game.
Good to speak to you all, and I hope I can produce something enjoyable for you all. Peace out.
I've managed to find myself a pristine copy of Unirally (Uniracers in other regions), and the box, the instruction manual (which is incredibly funny for its' time), and even the course maps poster are all in fantastic condition, and opening the package it came in reminded me of the first time I bought a copy of the game back in 1994, and, for other reasons apart from purchasing a great SNES game for $50 when the going rate for Super Nintendo games in Australia was either $99.95 or $120, was one of the greatest days of my life. After the jump, I'll mention my plans for the game, and beg you all to prove how much better you are at judging the quality of games than I am.
As mentioned in the original 'SNES Me Up' post (found here:http://scooteratreides.blogspot.com/2011/04/snes-me-up.html), I asked for recommendations of games I should be playing (of which you provided none) and I also asked if you'd like me to review them (which no one answered) so, in short, fuck you; I'm gonna review Unirally/racers, and you'll read it and, by God, you'll like it. (You won't.)
Anyway, I'm still open to suggestions, and if I get none, after the Unirally review I'll keep reviewing the worst SNES games I can find until you suggest something decent. (You won't; you'll ignore my reviews and forget I exist, and I'll be suicidal for a time, then discover joy in living an avant-garde life as the most ignored and marginalized man in history, using my pathetic life as a source of humor, because I'll find it hilarious that my life continues to get even worse than anyone could have ever envisioned!) Uh... I'm just going to find a corner and cry in it so as not to shame you with my tears....
Okay, I'm back, and happy, because I'm just bursting at the seams with crack-cocaine induced joy! But for reals, the Unirally review (henceforth I'll be referring to it as that, as it's the title of the PAL version which I'll be reviewing) should be up soon, and I'll try to bring something a little different to the table, as there are God knows how many sites dedicated to reviewing games from the golden era already. I hope you guys enjoy it, and I hope to hear from you regarding games I should take a look at. If that doesn't happen, then I'll review the games that had the biggest impact on me personally, and why, maybe due to where I was at that point in my life or some such other reason beyond just the quality of the game.
Good to speak to you all, and I hope I can produce something enjoyable for you all. Peace out.
Bad news, Peoples!
Today I bring you a rather tragic edition of my on again/off again feature celebrating all things MST3K.
I rarely find myself writing about the glory that is this incomparable program with so heavy a heart, for you see friends--Tirol9's YouTube Channel has been pulled for copyright violations.
Perhaps I should explain in depth:
Yesterday my MST3K-themed TR Daily List was published, and thus I was in the mood for a bit of MSTie goodness. I proceeded forthwith to my Youtube account, where I have (or had) literally dozens of eps saved in playlists. As I have mentioned in the past, early in my online career, before becoming so wildly popular and successful (and delusionalXD), I spent the majority of my time watching MST3K on Youtube. Not only did I get to recapture treasured memories of my dissolute youth, I also got a chance to catch up on the Sci-Fi Channel seasons. SFC wasn't available in my area back in 1997, and I never had the chance to make up for the time I subsequently lost...Until now.
This miracle is largely due to the wonderful folks at the Digital Archive Project (originally known as the MST3K Digital Archive Project) . These diehard MSTies have put uncounted hours and incredible effort into locating, cataloguing, restoring, and downloading as many MST3K episodes as possible: From the pre-Comedy Channel KTMA shows, all the way to the end of the SFC run. They started in 2001, just after SFC had canceled the show, but while they were still showing it in rerun. Oddly enough, the DAP was started for exactly the OPPOSITE of what I uesd them for: See, SFC didn't have the rights to any of the Comedy Central shows, so MSTies who didn't get into the show until it's last 3 seasons were denied ANY exposure to the first 7! They started out simply doing what every episode suggests at the end--that is: "Circulating The Tapes", and eventually started transferring and uploading the shows, many of which would then end up on Youtube, which brings us to Tirol9.
I don't know him or her, we've never met or corresponded. All I know is of all the users who took the time and effort to upload MST3K for the benefit of MSTies the world over,Tirol was the most dependable and prolific. He had scores of eps uploaded, the sound and picture quality was always excellent, the 9 to 10 minute chunks the shows had to be cut into for uploading were always expertly edited--never cut mid-sentence, and never more that a second or two at most would be lost between chapters. We, the MSTies of the Youtube communtity, honored and apreciated his/her efforts, and will miss him dearly.
For you see, as always, if one person on Earth is having a good time there's another wondering why they're not making money off him. NBC/Universal, who apparently hate joy and spit upon all that is good and pleasant (a bit much? I don't think so) threw a shit fit. Already they had successfully blocked certain eps from being downloaded--or made others only downloadable if you cut out the intros--or had episodes blocked if anyone in the comments says the name of the movie (seriously, try to find Gamera on Youtube, and see what happens)
In poor Tirol's case--they managed to get his entire Channel pulled. Not only does this mean I lost about 75% of the episodes I had saved, but I also lost nearly ALL of my Joel episodes! I've got maybe 3 left...What would he say about such a cruel injustice?
Indeed!
Yeah, sure...They own the copyrights, they can do what they want...But was having a few episodes of a show that's been off the air for a decade available for the perusal of fans really hurting anything? Is it any different essentially from recording a program on DVR or tape and sharing it with others? Only the scale is different. Furthermore, no one's making a profit here, and I seriously doubt if having the shows on Youtube is discouraging anyone from buying the DVDs--there's no comparison as far as picture and sound quality, no clicking the next part every 10 minutes, and Youtube won't get you special features and other extras.
In other, more succinct terms:
Fuck you, NBC/Universal.
Seriously, Fuck you in the ear.
We'll miss you, Tirol9:
This is a musical tribute and send-off I found. I very much wanted to find a clip of "Clown In The Sky", but my search proved fruitless (and even though they had nothing to do with it, I'm gonna go ahead and blame NBC/Universal for this, too). Fortunately, I found this utterly sublime remix of every MST3K Theme throughout the show's entire history.
If you're anything like me, you'll need to watch it with a box of Kleenex.
KEEP CIRCULATING THE TAPES!!!
Scootbot
Today I bring you a rather tragic edition of my on again/off again feature celebrating all things MST3K.
I rarely find myself writing about the glory that is this incomparable program with so heavy a heart, for you see friends--Tirol9's YouTube Channel has been pulled for copyright violations.
Perhaps I should explain in depth:
Yesterday my MST3K-themed TR Daily List was published, and thus I was in the mood for a bit of MSTie goodness. I proceeded forthwith to my Youtube account, where I have (or had) literally dozens of eps saved in playlists. As I have mentioned in the past, early in my online career, before becoming so wildly popular and successful (and delusionalXD), I spent the majority of my time watching MST3K on Youtube. Not only did I get to recapture treasured memories of my dissolute youth, I also got a chance to catch up on the Sci-Fi Channel seasons. SFC wasn't available in my area back in 1997, and I never had the chance to make up for the time I subsequently lost...Until now.
This miracle is largely due to the wonderful folks at the Digital Archive Project (originally known as the MST3K Digital Archive Project) . These diehard MSTies have put uncounted hours and incredible effort into locating, cataloguing, restoring, and downloading as many MST3K episodes as possible: From the pre-Comedy Channel KTMA shows, all the way to the end of the SFC run. They started in 2001, just after SFC had canceled the show, but while they were still showing it in rerun. Oddly enough, the DAP was started for exactly the OPPOSITE of what I uesd them for: See, SFC didn't have the rights to any of the Comedy Central shows, so MSTies who didn't get into the show until it's last 3 seasons were denied ANY exposure to the first 7! They started out simply doing what every episode suggests at the end--that is: "Circulating The Tapes", and eventually started transferring and uploading the shows, many of which would then end up on Youtube, which brings us to Tirol9.
I don't know him or her, we've never met or corresponded. All I know is of all the users who took the time and effort to upload MST3K for the benefit of MSTies the world over,Tirol was the most dependable and prolific. He had scores of eps uploaded, the sound and picture quality was always excellent, the 9 to 10 minute chunks the shows had to be cut into for uploading were always expertly edited--never cut mid-sentence, and never more that a second or two at most would be lost between chapters. We, the MSTies of the Youtube communtity, honored and apreciated his/her efforts, and will miss him dearly.
For you see, as always, if one person on Earth is having a good time there's another wondering why they're not making money off him. NBC/Universal, who apparently hate joy and spit upon all that is good and pleasant (a bit much? I don't think so) threw a shit fit. Already they had successfully blocked certain eps from being downloaded--or made others only downloadable if you cut out the intros--or had episodes blocked if anyone in the comments says the name of the movie (seriously, try to find Gamera on Youtube, and see what happens)
In poor Tirol's case--they managed to get his entire Channel pulled. Not only does this mean I lost about 75% of the episodes I had saved, but I also lost nearly ALL of my Joel episodes! I've got maybe 3 left...What would he say about such a cruel injustice?
Indeed!
Yeah, sure...They own the copyrights, they can do what they want...But was having a few episodes of a show that's been off the air for a decade available for the perusal of fans really hurting anything? Is it any different essentially from recording a program on DVR or tape and sharing it with others? Only the scale is different. Furthermore, no one's making a profit here, and I seriously doubt if having the shows on Youtube is discouraging anyone from buying the DVDs--there's no comparison as far as picture and sound quality, no clicking the next part every 10 minutes, and Youtube won't get you special features and other extras.
In other, more succinct terms:
Fuck you, NBC/Universal.
Seriously, Fuck you in the ear.
We'll miss you, Tirol9:
This is a musical tribute and send-off I found. I very much wanted to find a clip of "Clown In The Sky", but my search proved fruitless (and even though they had nothing to do with it, I'm gonna go ahead and blame NBC/Universal for this, too). Fortunately, I found this utterly sublime remix of every MST3K Theme throughout the show's entire history.
If you're anything like me, you'll need to watch it with a box of Kleenex.
KEEP CIRCULATING THE TAPES!!!
Scootbot
Ugh,
Have had about an hour's sleep, and my roomie's bro screaming bloody murder (whether pissed off or ecstatic--doesn't seem to make a difference) while he plays Call of Duty: Black Ops Online DOES NOT FUCKING HELP!!
So I did a little cleaning up and re-decorating here...let me know what you think (go ahead and offer suggestions, too)
Oh, and the new pics that don't quite fit in thsidebars? They'll be taken care of soon as Blogger gets off its lazy ass and fixes a glitch that's keeping me from resizing the pics.
Later!
(STOP FUCKING SCREAMING!!!)
Springtime For Scooter
"SORRY! CLOSED UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE DUE TO INCLEMENT WEATHER, PLEASE COME AGAIN!" (The American Midwest)
Holy Shitwaffles, folks!!
That's the view from out my front door--It was once an apartment complex parking lot! (and there's nothing wrong with the pic--it was taken through a window screen...no way in FUCK I'm actually going out there!)
I know I have readers from all across the globe, and I know for some of you more fortunate readers, a "cold" day bottoms out around 50 degrees Fahrenheit, and the sight of a SINGLE flake of snow sends the community into a panic, closes every school for miles, and causes everyone to hide, terrified in their homes until it's scientifically determined that the "snowflake" was merely a piece of airbourne dandruff.
I'd like to cordially invite such individuals to take a nice, wet bite out of my frostbitten Midwestern ass!
FUCK YOU--FUCK YOU IN THE EAR!
22 goddamn inches! The THIRD largest single snowfall in the history of the Chicagoland area...CHRIST'S HAIRY NUTSACK!!!!
That's my roommate's car. Three fucking guesses if HE'S going to work today! (moot point, anyway, as his work closed today--along with most of the goddamn city!)
Oh, and the fun's not over for us in Flyover Country! For as we struggle to dig ourselves out of motherfucking Hoth, we get the news that tonight we should expect lows of 20 DEGREES BELOW FUCKING ZERO!!!!
I'm so moving :(
Scooty The Snowman
HO FREAKIN' HO!
Hmm...looks like I CAN still do jump breaks--I just have to post with my crappy old Yahoo account that cuts me off from my dear ones on Google chat when I use it. Merry Christmas and Suck my Balls, Blogger!
So here's the dealio: I don't have jack shit to do for the Holidays--so I'm taking advantage of my solitary misery for the benefit of you lucky peoples, who, gods willing, will be spending this Yuletide with your RL friends and loved ones.
Over the next three days I'll be posting various holiday related articles and content for you and your families' Christmas enjoyment--all I ask is that you remember me in your prayers to Santa.
Tonight, I'll once again be attempting a Youtube "Simulcast" of an MST3K holiday classic--a Mexican import more horrific than Montezuma's Revenge: K. Gordon Murray's production of "Santa Claus"!
Some of you may wonder why I don't go with the more traditional "Santa Claus Conquers The Martians"? Well, bad as that film is, and hilarious as the episode is, I always found this one to be a few notches above it on the WTF-o-meter. Come on! Santa lives in a castle in space, forces kidnapped children from around the world to make his toys and sing festive native songs on command, works with Merlin the Wizard, carries potent narcotics in a little pouch on his belt, and battles Satan one-on-one! (and I won't even get into the demonic wind-up reindeer!) Ok, granted, there's no lame-ass cardboard robot--but in every other way, this film is a superior romp in the jolliest circle of Hell.
The festivities begin at 7PM EST (I'm in Central, sure, but most of my audience seems to be further east)
If you're uncertain how to find this chunk of Christmas Crapcake--either search for "mst3k santa claus" at youtube itself, or go to my youtube channel (see link list on sidebar) and check the favorites.
We'll (assuming anyone shows) be chatting live in the comments section as we watch--Join us for some hilarious, disturbing, Holiday cheer!
I'll be back with more Christmassy goodness as I said, for now--here's a taste of the aforementioned film. It's not an MST3K bit, but that doesn't stop me from wanting to find the creator of this work of genius and bear his/her children.
Until tonight!
Scooter Claus
Gobble Freakin Gobble, Folks!
Thanksgiving's this Thursday--and if you're anything like me, I'm very, very sorry.
But hell, I'm not going to let a little thing like nowhere to go and nothing to do on a holiday based around family togetherness get me down!
I'm gonna cook myself dinner, I'm gonna kill a few hours with whatever marathon's are on cable--and at 7:00 PM CST, I'm gonna watch the Turkey Day edition of Night of the Blood Beast on Youtube!
And I invite all my fellow wretched holiday refugees to join me--you don't even have to bring a hot dish!(though it would be appreciated)
And don't worry if you're not American and don't understand our strange, provincial, made up festival where we celebrate the raping of the land and marginalization of its native peoples--watch the movie anyway! Eat your weird foreign foods! Have fun!
And we can all chat as we bask in the glory of this heinous classic--sound good?
Remember, Thursday--7:00PM CST, come to the blog, go to the link list and click on my youtube channel. Youll find MST3K-Night of the Blood Beast in the Favorites.
See you then--for now, here's a positively ancient commercial for what I believe was the very first MST3K Turkey Day Marathon:
Scoot The Thankful
Hello Children! Its time for your friendly neighborhood Colleen to show off her knowledge of Child Psychology.
Grr...Argh... So on TR today there was a post about an article in which a mom lamented the fact her daughter was being teased for liking Star Wars. Boys have been telling her that Star Wars is "for boys." So yeah, fucking A, the more things change...the more things stay the same. I was very lucky in that, although teased for liking scifi, I was never actually told that the stuff I liked was for boys. But I know that such attitudes persist. The gender roles that are applied to boys and girls still persists. The girls are expected to play with dolls and pretend to be mommies, whereas the boys get the action figures and play war. Heaven forbid a girl or boy want to deviate from those set roles. The worst part is that PARENTS often force these gender concepts upon their kids. There have been many irate nerd girls bitching about how their parents told them that they shouldn't like something because they are girls. Again, in this, I was lucky that my parents never uttered the hated phrase "but you're a girl..." I guess having a geek Dad is quite beneficial.
And its not just little girls who have to deal with this. Even worse must be for the boys who want to play dress up and house and stuff. This is not an abnormal activity for little boys...they enjoy nurturing too. But most parents would go absolutely nuts, even more than at girls who want to play with GI JOE, if they saw their son playing with a barbie or dressing up in mom's clothes...again this is not as atypical as it sounds. Psychologically speaking, its very normal for little children to mimic their parents...both parents. But you know the thought "Shit my son's a fag" would be going through the parents', particularly the dad's, heads. Parents will often respond quite adamantly to alter their son's behavior in order to deviate him from what they consider abnormal behavior. Though if they ever bothered to read a single damn book about child psychology, they would know that its not abnormal in the least.
So why does it persist? Why is placing gender roles upon children practically second nature in parenting? Well, its very much in our DNA. As much as I rail against the propagation of gender roles, there is a biological imperative that also makes this perpetuation so easy to do. Girls ARE natural nurturers, as a whole, while boys are natural competitors. Its part of our very DNA and our survival has depended on it for countless millenia. Back in the stone age, women stayed close to home and hearth to watch over their children, while the males went out and killed the mammoths. So males = competition, females = caretakers, is more or less encoded into our very blood.
However, the continuation of these gender roles is counterproductive in a modern society. Moms can't stay at home, and more and more frequently care-giving falls to both parents. How can a little girl learn assertiveness if she is relegated to the nurturing role only? And how can a little boy learn how to be a nurturer if he is relegated to competition roles only? This behavior modification...and make no mistake, its conditioning at the most basic level...keeps girls from learning the skills to make it to top level positions in the workforce. And it makes men completely unprepared to be parents. Not to mention it perpetuates war. So fuck it! When I'm a mom, I'm gonna buy dolls and action figures to be played with by whichever child wants to play with them. AND MY children will love Star Wars and hate the prequels as ardently as I do.
So anyway, click on the link to the original TR post and show your support for budding nerd girls who have to deal with little boy chauvinism. Give them WHAT-FOR!
'Sup Peoples!
The Rat-Bastard did it!
My roomie's brother, owner of the computer that had been my second home for the last six months(give or take), finally ended my access as I mentioned he might a few posts ago. Only the Rat-Bastard didn't take it to his room, he just put a password on it that only he knows. So it sits here, in the living room, dark and inactive--MOCKING ME!!
So now I'm on my roomie's laptop--and while it functions 500% better than the old shitbox, I only get to use it when he's at work or watching tv or on the PS3. Plus, since it's a laptop, he takes it into his room with him every night, so no more chatting til the wee hours with my beloved Superfriends.
Well--ok, that's not entirely true...I can still use the PS3 to go online, which is a galactic pain in the ass since it means not only do I have to use a game controller to type on a virtual keyboard, I have to deal with the PS3's inefficient web browser--the thing just wasn't built to surf the net.
So, I won't be posting as much as I used to.
Sorry! :(
Anyhoo, gotta go--Scott Pilgrim is on Comcast OnDemand.
I'll try to have something of interest for you folks later in the week.
Peace out,
The Elusive Scoot
That nifty little sketch was done by Fräulein Fabi, TR poster and Superfriend in absentia(she's the disturbingly attractive automaton in the middle).
Many moons ago, this talented German lass offered her services to the crew here in capturing their personalities as works of art. But real life intervened, as I'm told it tends to, and she's only recently been able to work in earnest on this auspicious project.
As I understand it, Fabi's self-portrait is flanked by a quite literally "foxy" Myriam, and good ol' Abraxas(I shudder to think what exactly's in that so-called laundry bag).
Many more of us are in line to be immortalized by Fabi's hand--I hope to have more pieces like this to share with you folks before too long.
Oh, and Team Scoot has just signed a new rookie--once again plucked from the Bush League that is the Topless Robot comments thread. Everyone: join me in welcoming Boredlizzie!
I know literally nothing of the young lady, so I'll let her introduce herself properly when she sees fit.
Well, that should do it for tonight--readers and comment-surfers should expect a profoundly slow weekend. For it is Halloween, and people with money and social lives will no doubt be having a grand old time.
Ok, so I'm a little bitter--I'm sorry, but this is my favorite holiday, and it pains me to have nothing to do and nowhere to go.
Ah well--enjoy yourselves, ya bastards!
Happy Halloween!
Scoot(trapped in Waukegan)
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