nostalgia

Will this nostalgia for our childhood's never end? I'm guessing no, since that would require actually growing up. Still, as the constant referencing to old forms of media continues, one has to grow weary of it after a while. If there's one thing that I will always be a sucker for though, it's pretty much anything having to do with that old 8-Bit Nintendo Entertainment System.

During our last podcast episode I was praddling on and on about a "Boogeyman" movie I had seen as a child. I couldn't remember a lot of the details, with the exception of a few vague images left in my head. Several of our loyal listeners, being the pop culture experts that they are, were able to steer me in the right direction when it came to the film I was actually talking about. Listener T-Dog hit me up first, and informed me that the title was "Mr. Boogedy".

Though reluctant to let you Mac users into our sheltered world of PC's and Xbox 360's, the Netflix streaming servers continues to bolster its available libraries, which equates to easy horror fixes for us addicts!

This site is proof of the Internet's infinite capacity as a storage medium for our fondest memories. Through reviews, blogs, and features, we're able to preserve and revive forgotten films, games, and other forms of entertainment, and make it seem as if they're current. What we don't think about, however, is what will be physically preserved when the internet goes tits up and all of our storage is wiped.

Last night, I came home to my apartment to discover that my power was half out. Then it went all the way out. Then, my burglar alarm shorted out and went off for an hour until my landlord could drive out and pull the plug. It was one of those situations where I thought "man, could this shit get any worse?" After waking up this morning and reading Shelton's "Bug" review, I remembered that things could be much worse; I could live in "Joe's Apartment."