Doggone, my readers sure are the craftiest bunch of tricksters I’ve ever encountered. One of you dastardly devils went and snapped a candid photo of me playin’ games last night, right from my own backyard!
Bigwig Puppet Reel
In the mood for muppets? Why wouldn’t you be? Here’s a somewhat nonsensical mish-mash of test Santa puppet clips from a couple years ago, beamed to our future for your lunchtime pleasure.
Bigwig Puppet Reel (YouTube)
Castlevania: Tragedy of the Night
Here’s a frightfully bad portrait of Count “What is a man?” Dracula, courtesy of me. This is why I stick to anthropomorphic fish and black superheroes. If I had actually been commissioned by the Count himself to do this, there is no doubt in my mind that my blood would have been very sucked by now.
“Blah! Fangs for nothing!”
Pumpkins!
Embarrassingly enough, I happened to find myself in the farmland of Connecticut this weekend for the Louisville vs Uconn game (ugh). To cheer me up after our devastating loss, my ladyfriend took me to the orchard to pick some pumpkins into which I could carve the likenesses of various ghouls.
Upon my return to Hoboken on Saturday (with six(6) pumpkins in my trunk), I offered my roommate Nugget a challenge: HE WHO CARVES THE MOST HORRIFIC PUMPKIN SHALL OWN THE OTHER’S SOUL FOR ALL ETERNITY!
Actually, it was a friendly challenge, with no prize for the winner (other than the smug satisfaction of being the better person in every facet of life.)
The only rule we decided upon was that no types of stencils were allowed to be used. I chose my pumpkin first, not choosing the biggest of the bunch, but rather an oddly shaped oblong one that tickled me just right. Inspiration had struck me: this would be the perfect canvas for Dr. Frankenstein’s Monster!
Nugget chose next. Admittedly, I was nervous. Not choosing the biggest pumpkin was a risky move on my part, leaving the largest gourd open for Nugget to carve a frightful masterpiece of epic proportions on. Luckily, Nugget chose a smallish round pumpkin. The game was afoot.
As we both carved at a feverish pace, it became apparent who the victor would be. As my Dr. Frankenstein’s Monster came to reveal itself, Nugget was busy bringing to life the visage of what appeared to be a baby with down’s syndrome that in turn looked like it had been possibly carved by a baby with down’s syndrome. Whining screams of “This is hard!” and “”I haven’t done this in so long!” were heard from my competition, and inspired me to carry on.
Although the match has been called in my favor, perhaps you should be the judge.
Nugget’s supremely unimpressive effort:
Canaan Schladale-Zink’s hauntingly beautiful work:
Notice the detail on the hairline on top. Quite impressive.
For reference, here are the pumpkins side by side. Don’t pay attention to the two in the middle, our girlfriends made those.
Snack King: A Brief History of Fast Food TV Games
Alright, the new version of the Otaku USA site is up, so you can all read my ridiculous article on fast food video games! Run, don’t walk, to your nearest Burger King to load up before sitting down in front of your glowing screen.
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