wednesday's chilly down...

When I was a kid growing up in Ontario, my cousin Jeff had a computer; I thought it was the coolest (keep in mind this was sometime in the late '80's). My favourite thing about his computer was the "Ghostbusters" video game he had on floppy disc.



I never managed to beat the game (I always got crushed by Mr. Stay Puft). However, thanks to the wonders of the internet (and nerd culture), I've been able to see the glorious ending that so eluded me when I was a child. When you beat the game, your reward for enduring some of the most tedious gameplay ever is this:



Stop. Go back and read that again.

"Conglaturation"? "Prooved the justice of our culture"? That's amazing... and also the worst ending ever.

Now, this got me thinking about how funny video game translations can be which inevitably brought me around to today's chilly down, and one of my favourite videos of the last number of years. It's perfect - it combines my love of asian culture (or as Sara calls it, my "asian movie thing") and video games.

I'm sure many of you have seen this (it was pretty popular for a time, but like Kate says, "a good thing is a good thing always"). If you have seen this, then I hope this is a great reminder on this Remembrance Day; if you haven't, well then my friend, you are in for a treat. Enjoy!

wednesday's chilly down...

I need to thank my sis-in-law, Kate for sharing this glory with me a while back. I actually don't have anything else to add because the clip really does speak for itself.



...and, as a special chilly down bonus feature, here's Kenneth from 30 Rock. Man, look at how funky he is...



P.S. I will start posting some "real stuff" again, soon... just trying to sort out my thoughts :)

wednesday's chilly down...

Holy Crap, this is some messed up stuff. To this day this scene still stands as one of the more bizarre and unnerving parts of my childhood. Like, I know that I said Pink Elephants on Parade was messed up, but this... THIS!

"The danger must be growing, for the rowers keep on rowing..."

This last week in church, Steve talked about how the only way to grow in intimacy and relationship is through traveling through the Tunnel of Truth with another person. I think that's true, but it's certainly not easy... especially when that tunnel is filled with headless chickens and spiders and Gene Wilder screaming eerie verses.

So, without further ado I give you one of our childhoods most infamous mind trips.

optimist prime...

We’ve all been asked at some time or another whether or not we thought that the “glass” was half-empty or half-full. Traditionally, we have accepted the idea that the see the “glass” as half-empty is to be a pessimist, and to see the “glass” as half-full is to be an optimist.

However, I read a new take on that little idiom (that’s what we’d call it, right?) a little while ago that argued that it is actually the one that sees the “glass” as half-empty that is the optimist, because they were expecting it to be full and were, thus, disappointed. Conversely, it is the one that sees the “glass” as half-full that is the true pessimist, because they were expecting it to be empty and were pleasantly surprised.

Interesting. Kinda sounds like something a pessimist would say.

wednesday's chilly down...

As I look back on my childhood, this remains one of the scariest things I remember watching... and not scary like the first time I watched Poltergeist scary, but just that weird feeling you get in your stomach after you've watched something kinda unsettling. Thanks Disney!

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Also, for those true enough to brave the depths, here is a piece of nostalgic memory too great to embed (youtube won't even allow it).