April 27, 2006
You’ve Got Your Something In My Other Thing
When two of your favorite things come together it should be a magical moment, like those old Reeses' Peanut Butter Cups commercials, so I'm not really sure what to think when I read something like this.

While I'd find it hard to argue that more of Jason Lee is a bad thing, my inner child is a bit wary of having one of its fond memories brought back to life as a live action movie. Mix the two together and I'm starting to have a bad feeling about the whole thing. That may be because I keep picturing Underdog saying, "Sometimes - not often, but sometimes - I like the idea of a chick with a horse."

P.S. My last name is not Lee.

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April 25, 2006
Brain Drain
Let me make this quick, since apparently my brain may slip into a coma any second now.

If you haven't quite figured it out from the layout around here, I enjoy video games. I have for as long as I can remember. Unfortunately I've come to the realization that the growing pile of games I've yet to finish, or even start in some cases, isn't a coincidence. I no longer have the same amount of free time. Games that claim hundreds of hours of game play now take months to finish instead of the weeks my younger self would devote.

What does this self-pitying tale have to do with my dying brain? I'm getting to that. You see I've been focusing on playing games that are more manageable in bite sized chunks, such as the Nintendo DS's Brain Age.

I wouldn't call Brain Age a game in the normal sense, unless your idea of fun is math problems. A floating polygonal doctor head guides you through some fast paced mental exercises and then diagnoses how old your brain is based on your results. The truth is I'm mainly after the 100 levels of sudoku, but I figured it might give the old noggin a workout. So what was the doc's good word? My brain age is 80 years old.

I'm sure you're thinking that's pretty bad but it could be worse. Let me assure you that it can't. 80 years old is the highest age you can get, which does explain why I've been feeling the urge to yell at kids to get off my lawn. Whippersnappers.

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April 24, 2006
Background Players
Have you ever stopped to really examine your vacation photos? Sure you might flip through them every now and then to remember the great time you had, but you probably don't sit there memorizing at all the details like someone is going to ask you questions about what you just saw. You'd be surprised at the things you find that weren't meant to be the subject of your photo, like this happy family.

I have no idea who those people are, but there they were with their funny faces hanging out at the edge of one of our pictures. I do have a good idea what's causing the faces though. Notice that white blur in the upper corner? Let's just say if you go to Sea World and happen to stop to feed the sea lions, watch out for birds. Big ones.

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