Two more podcasts for your ears.

It's amazing how easily I forget I have this blog. Maybe I should start a Tumblr account, I hear those are harder for the owner to ignore. At any rate, I recorded two more podcasts since the last one, one of which is a second series. These were originally posted to Destructoid, but, like I said last time I'm posting them here as well in the hopes of a little more exposure.

First let me introduce After The Credits, a series where my friends and I will sit down to discuss whatever big budget blockbuster we just saw. The first episode is us discussing Transformers: Age of Extinction.


Then we come to episode 2 of Soapbox. I've managed to trim its running time down to a more palatable 40 minutes, and try a little harder to stay on point. In this episode I talk about topics ranging from my excitement for No Man's Sky to the Nintendo Shareholder's meeting, and there's plenty of side-tracking between those two for you to enjoy.

Soapbox: For The Greater Good

*cough* *cough* Damn, it's dusty in here!

Hello my nonexistent viewers, your gracious host has returned; I come bearing a podcast!

I've decided that I want to try and do a regular broadcast, where I basically talk about whatever is on my mind. Primarily this will be something that lives on Destructoid in their C-blogs section, but because I like having multiple backups of things I've decided to take my blog out of cold storage to be a backup outlet for it.

Maybe it will turn into something bigger, who knows. Until such an event comes to pass I would like to invite you to listen to the first episode of what I'm calling Soapbox. You can expect to find future episodes posted to Destructoid's C-blogs, here, and at my Soundcloud account.

In today's broadcast you'll find me talking about my current endeavor to begin playing Warhammer 40k, and my time playing World of Warcraft. Word of warning, there is strong language throughout.

Insomnia is fun

If you're wondering where part two to that Pokemon rant from a nights ago is, it's not happening. The flux capacitor broke or something and Marty slept with his grandma. I dunno, long story short you're not getting it. The ending to it is that yes...Pokemon Black and White kicked ass, but these damn kids today have it easy. Back in my day our Pokemon games didn't need story. We were presented with a douche bag rival and told to go forth and catch them all by an old man named after a tree.

So on to today's topic: I am staying up really god damned late. On one hand I like it because not a single person bothers me, but on the other I'm sleeping till like 2pm and am unable to get anything done. I know the simple solution is to just force myself to go to sleep earlier but something just compels me to stay awake.

That's pretty much it, I just can't sleep. It perplexes me, but it doesn't really bother me.

A Journey Long Overdue (Returning to Pokemon after 15 years)

I turned on my copy of Red for the first time in a long time the other day. At last count I'd logged 46 hours and beaten the elite 4 twice. No not Fire Red, I mean [B]the[/B] Red. The one we in the states got anyway. I can't remember the last time I'd picked it up but it was very evident the last person to play it was an 8 year old with little idea of what they were doing.

Fucking corn!!!

FUCKING CORN!!!!! BLAR FLAR GLAR PHLARG!!!!!!

That is all...(whatever you do, do not type that in google image search. what has been seen cannot be unseen)

The Comic Conundrum

I like to consider myself a fan of comics. Hell, I'd probably be illiterate without them. I, however, am not a fan of comics like I am of video games. By which I mean with video games I enjoy more than just the games but following the industry and keeping up with the various politics and drama that occurs within. Comics have never held that position of attention in my life. I think I know maybe four names from the realm of comics; Jack Kirby, Bob Kane, Jim Lee, and Stan Lee. That's the creator of Superman, Batman, the guy currently heading up Batman, and the guy who shows up in all the Marvel movies.

 I'd probably mistake him for Hugh Hefner

if his name wasn't so catchy.

From my outside, casual perspective I see the comics industry as one with a flawed business model. A model that logically should have come crumbling down on them a long time ago. It's the reason I visit my local comic shop maybe twice a year at best, and why I only managed to pick up three issues from the first week of DC reboot releases.

The Creeping Crud

 If only my fever dreams were this awesome

You know what's worse than being sick? Being sick and knowing you eventually have to go to sleep. Normally I look forward to a good night's sleep. Unfortunately when the creeping crud decides to pay one a visit sleep offers little relief and is often just the interlude to your symptoms getting exponentially worse.