I have fallen off the wagon. It used to be that I was in line to see every movie.. Now I hardly see any.. And I’ve resisted this summer’s hype.
I really have.
But this..
This…
Take a look at the first Six minutes of Batman: The Dark Knight
And tell me that ain’t beautiful.
Geek friends, we will be watching it on Thursday night, getting in line on Tuesday night. That’s how excited I am.
In other news, the house continues to be built. The painter painted the wrong color outside, blinds have been bought, appliances have been bought (some at 20% off) and I found some problems with the house, and pinball machines will be making their way from Utah.
To give some background.. I live in an apartment currently. Some like to call it a dungeon, others just like to call it my man cave.. But recently I got the “Buy a house” bug again, and went looking.
My Realtor, Joe Prunty went with me as I checked out house after house.
After house.
I do think he figures I was crazy. I would look around a house, then go running into the basement.
Because, being the computer nerd I am, I have to live in the basement, and eat Ho-Ho’s and Hot Pockets.
Wait.
That’s not why I was looking.
In reality, I could do without the house.. Part of me, just doesn’t want to deal with all the work that involves getting a house. Alas, my two hobbies, Pinball and Home theater, are not conducive to living in a apartment. So, I was scoping out the basement at each house.
Then I found the little spec house. My own little spec of suburbia. It’s nice, but in reality, I’m just concerned about three things
1) My kitchen. Ohhh, gonna have a Dual Fuel Range, an Awesome Fridge, and some of the best washer and dryers I can find (Really, really thinking of getting a fridgidare front loader). Also going for the oval pot holder thingy, and lots and lots of outlets.
2) Basement room to put my pinball machines in. And the MAME Cabinet, and the video games. I think with the video games, I’m up to like 16 Pinball machines and 7 Video games. Ohh, My family will enjoy moving me.
3) Basement room for My Kick Butt Home Theater. Well. Initially, it won’t be that kick butt.. But I’m trying to figure a way to ceiling mount the projecter, then do some decorating. Like getting a guitar wall mount for my Rock Band guitar. You know, the non obsessive stuff.
If you have any questions, just leave them in the comments. I’ll do my best to answer.
If you want to send me some amazing type of housewarming gift, I’ll send you the new address
Here’s the conundrum. If I buy a house, I’ll just stick more junk into it.
Take for example, what Ebay sent me today.
A Rowe Jukebox, with over 90 CDs!. I’ve been lusting after one of these bad boys for a few years now, and it’s a cheap price, and I can Ebay the CDs for $3 each, and recoup $270, right?!?!!? Wait. I’m convincing myself. I need not to get it.
But it’s so PRETTY! And ooohhh has flashy lights!
But it’s bound to be 500 lbs, but so are all my other nick-nacks.
Ohhh.. Can’t decide.. so..
So..
Leave a comment to let me know which way I should fall in this quest for stuff I don’t need, but really, really want. (So that this jukebox can sit next to my Beta Brite Unit..)
I know. Blantant begging hasn’t helped on the blog. Begging for iPod touches got me nothing. But hey, it’s Christmas time and no time is better than now to start a list of material positions that I’m not to proud to beg for (and recycle last years list!)
First off though, I’d like to be serious. The cat in the above picture attacking my shoe is Zappa. He’s quite the crazy cat (plays fetch) and does other non cat things. I mean, heck, whilst Cat-Sitting him and my friends other cat, he protected me and smacked the other cat who was hissing at me. He’s got class, and he has a place in my heart (which isn’t really hard, considering I’m a cat person). Lets just say we are buds.
In the last week he got a blood clot in the back of his legs and he’s been at the vets. Its been touch and go, and he’s been incurring bills as he’s had to stay at the vet. If you like cats, if you like craziness, or think that this time of year is when giving is needed, and that there is a little crazy cat(and owners) that need some holiday cheer, and for something to go right for them, please consider clicking on the paypal button below and helping out this little guy.
It’s tis the season, right?
And now for my recycled last year list of stuff that I will continue to refine until the day where I get stuff!
Remember: I’m a nerd of many colors: (This Means I’m all types of nerd, Cooking Nerd, Photo Nerd, Pinball Nerd, Belt Buck Nerd. The list goes on)
For some reason, my eyes opened up at 4:20 am, and I was ready to shop!
WHAT THE HECK!?!?!
So, I participated in the day after holiday of Black Friday.
This involved me and my mother (who I just barely got over walking in front of to make sure she doesn’t embarrass me *Hi Mom!*) walking amongst the throngs of people who were fighting hand and tooth to get at what they wanted. I witnessed people with so much *stuff* that they were kicking piles of stuff as the line moved.
And then I got one thing and paid for it and was gone. Oh the sweet, sweet Irony.
We then wandered over to Target where people were running to get in line. Later on, I was laughing as people were pushing each other out of the way in the effort to find that one “super” deal.
Eventually I found my mom in line (after I was finished getting scowled at as I was laughing) and we started towards the check out. At this point I will liken this trip to those of the 49rs, or other great people who had a pilgrimage. It seemed to be that as we moved closer and closer more pieces of clothing and toys (we found a PSP and a karaoke machine) being disguarded as people slogged their way to the check out. Some were bound to be running out of food and water, others, freezing to the ground as they walked across the plains… Wait.. Strike that, I automatically went into Pioneer day mode, sorry. So, as I disguarded my tool chest that I found I didn’t need, I made my way to the forefront and paid for my stuff. Two DVDs.
I mean, I like collecting stuff as much as the next guy, but for the most part, mine weigh 300lbs and make all kinds of clattery sounds and blinky lights.
You know. I could blog about my journey into handiness.
You know, the one where I helped a friend of mine change out my serpentine belt, and then my truck battery, and how I totally ripped up my thumb in a wrench related accident, and make the stereotypical male grunting noises (gruunt gruuuuunntt). I won’t though, because this blog totally deserves to see my other obsession.
Wait. Re-reading the last paragraph, and seeing how many times I used the word totally makes me like, totally feel like I am channeling a Valley girl, I have to like, Totally stop that.
So where was I?
Oh yes.
As some might have deduced from my sly references to arcade games, I’m a collector/restorer of Pinball machines and hopefully Arcade Games. In a recent article from some Fancy San-Francisco news paper it interviews some guys who are now my heros. From the article:
When the old arcades closed, however, the games of Robotron, Punch Out and Moon Patrol only seemed to disappear into thin air. Nostalgic collectors, many with the restorative passion of a muscle-car enthusiast and the lack of restraint of a crazy cat lady, have rebuilt their own wonderful arcades in garages, warehouses and lofts. And for the most part, they really want you to play with them.
You know, I’ve always been looking for words to describe my obsession with Arcade/Pinball machines. “Crazy Cat Lady” kind of fits that bill. Though friends and family, they’d probably call it something else due to the fact that like only half of them work. I get compared to Red Necks more times than I like to admit.
So. Without much further ado, here’s my Collection. For you to drool over and lust after (Well at least Gordon.)
Arcade Games
Battlezone
Star Wars
Dragons Lair
Primal Rage
Killer Instinct 2
Pinball Machines
The Addams Family
Dr. Who
Twilight Zone
Terminator 2
Fish Tales
Star Trek The Next Generation
Brahm Stokers Dracula
Pinbot
The Shadow
Indiana Jones Pinball Adventure
Whitewater
Johnny Mnemonic
Star Wars
Star Trek: 25th Anniversary Edition
Dealers Choice
Today is day two. Day one consisted of me working to get out of bed and then packing. As a lot of you know, it takes a lot for me to pack, because, well, I pack everything.
Yes. I really am a freak of nature. I’ve had family and friends tell me this. After getting all the junk packed, I proceeded to hit the road. Seven hours later, I made it to the Parents house. Soon I was seeing grandparents, cousins and uncles. It was a good time, and I particularly enjoyed confusing a little cousin of mine.
Now comes the drive to the mission grounds.
To address some comments. Momma Moore: Not enough time, but next time up here, I won’t ignore ya’ll. To everyone else, thanks.
Oh, and while everyone else in the world was in line to get a Harry Potter book (So, those of you have read Deathly Hallows already, is it worth it?). I was at my parents reading blogs and found “Hung up” by Madonna (via The Voice of Reason). It’s catchy, its dance centric, and Madonna. So be aware if you watch the video that there are things you might object to in the video(I do want that boom box).
