Livin it One Day at A Time

Growing up, the second oldest and I had a few heros.

Bumble Bee
Jazz
Grimlock
And most of all
Optimus Prime.

So we were mega stoked to find that Transformers: The Movie was coming out in the summer. After much calculated annoyance during summer vacation in Utah we were able to get our parents to let us go see the flim.

They probably shouldn’t have.

Even with the voice talent they had (Leonard Nemoy(remind me to tell you of the Ballad of Bilbo Baggins), Orson Wells) the tagline for this film should have been.

“Half Rock Video, half cartoon, All toy marketing vehicle.”

Within the first 15 minutes, we were subject to seeing all of our favorite toys/cartoons killed and replaced by new toys/cartoons.

Now I’m sure to the marketing whizzes at Hasbro, this meant “New Toy Lineup!”. To us 80’s kids, these were the toys/cartoons that you watched day after day. I mean sure, they shot lasers at each other, but in the future where cars become robots, nobody can ever aim when they are shooting. They just, shoot in the general direction. (Same goes for GI Joe).

So all the sudden, when the Decepticons have apparently been going to the shootin’ range and learning how to fire the lasers, and proceed to wipe out all your favorite Autobots, you just sit there, in the theater chair, slowly going into the fetal position.

Needless to say, both the second oldest and I own the DVD, and can pretty much tell you what’s happening in the movie by what we here in the soundtrack.

I wrote all that backstory, just to show you this.

Transformers

The kid in me is so geeking out right now.

Oh, oh oh.

The National Van Lines company is going to be dropping a few more pinball machines off to me!

Part of me must love all those blinky lights and shiny metallic balls.

Star Trek: The Next Generation

White Water

I can’t wait. It’s like CHRISTMAS in too hot June!

Oh, I was looking at a house, but for right now, after mucho stress, that was not to be.

Oh, my sweet sweet little pinball collection

Who happens to be a DDR freak.

Check it out, Do It Yourself DDR Dance pads

Now you just need to find someone who knows how to weld… (Christie?)

When I was in High School, I had dreams. Dreams of being a big writer, dreams of being a movie director, dreams of being a Chef, and dreams of being a big ole computer nerd.

Now, I find myself down the road, still in the town that I grew up in.

I was able to find a job that has given me a lot of experience.. In a field I like.

Now, things haven’t gone like I thought they would. I don’t have the 2 2/5’s kids, I am not in some big city making movies, or making food/chocolates/pastries.

Part of me wonders, did I take the road most travelled? Should I have gone abroad, stuck a flag on a backpack and hike the world? Should I have been a poor college student? Gone to live in some dorms?

I don’t know. Part of me thinks, I’m right where I need to be. The other side .. well, I don’t know.

When do you decide that dreams are just that.

Dreams.