Bam! Like a bullet to the head there it was! The grim forces of inevitability had obeyed their very nature and I found myself the not entirely unwilling victim of their unavoidable attack! When the haze began to clear at long last I could see the steady hand of the fates focused upon me. Those hands belonged to Gamespot users, and all around bon vivants, Mac906 and Samwel_X. Ladies and gentlemen it would appear that I have been "tagged" as the kids say in their vernacular. A Double Tag! Oh goodness...and me with nothing but my jim jams on. Well...let's tackle this quickly and perhaps the snacks will last us during the short, and entirely unannouced, visit.
#1 JSR
Jet Set Radiooooooo! Yes indeed one of my all time favorite video games and one of the big reasons why the Dreamcast will always hold a special place in my heart. But, did you know that Daemon holds the highest score ever attained in Jet Set Radio? It's true! Well...I like to think it's true anyways. I did used to post my high scores off and on during the heyday of the Dreamcast and nobody ever had a higher score so I'm just going to settle with the idea that I have the highest one and leave it at that.
I know it's possible to beat my score but, unless there's some weird glitchy thing I never came across, you could only beat it by small increments and you'd have to tell me how you did it otherwise I'd have to assume that you're just trying to be E-tough. I'm being honest about this, there's a particular level in which enables you to do a particular trick that you can't do on any other level so instead of the +100,000 scores you can obtain a +200,000. S'true!
#2 Cutting
Oh dear it would appear we've hit a bit of a dark patch. You see, Daemon actually has no sense of self-worth and assigns almost no value to his very life and some years ago he used to cut himself. He cut himself quite a lot and so boldly that looking back you would've thought that people other than his close friends would have actual noticed. But they never did, or perhaps, they just didn't want to. Why should they really?
That's all in the past however and although the thoughts and temptations still come to mind during particularly stressful periods, I seem to have moved far enough way and gathered enough steam and forward momentum in the form of friends, work and numerous hobbies, that the threats against myself no longer seem to be carried out. It might be the unique way in which I eventurally dealt with the razor issue that holds me back, or perhaps its just a small semblance of maturity settling in at long last.
And now for something completely different...
#3 Barbie!
Now here's another awkward segue...
#4 Wrestling!
Wrestling? Some friends of mine here may, or may not know that I actually enjoy watching professional wrestling and not just sumo wrestling which I actually watched long prior to my exposure to pro wrestling. What you may not know is that since I was old enough to form an opinion I absolutely hated wrestling with a passion. I bad-mouthed it on a constant basis and probably stated all those responses you always see if anybody were to bring the subject up on a public board. In fact, I didn't catch the wrestling bug until 1998 when I turned 34!
Until that year I just parroted all the usual childish inanities such as "stupid", "childish", "immature", "idiotic", and that ultimate neon sign of wrestling ignorance, "fake". Yes indeed it was fake. That's what everyone says right? They're just "acting". They're just "pretending". It's not real! Don't they get it? It's FAKE!
Wrong. I was dead wrong.
In '98 I caught a documentary on Bret Hart and my eyes were opened to what the world of professional wrestling really was. I had always just seen the character sound bites that every else sees. The character yelling at another character. "Grrrr! I'm a going to kill youuuuuuu!" But then I saw the constant pain, the dedication, the long, long hours put into making a perfect match for the audience for what was often very little pay. I started watching more and started looking past the big cartoon characters and I started watching the technical wrestlers and I was amazed at what I saw.
Then it happened! My friends took me to a local PWG show in Los Angeles. It was one of the most crazy fun times I've ever had in my life! I continued going for most of the shows that year and my oh my did I have a great time! We would arrive early so we could sit on the front seats and the action was so fast and furious that we had to dive for cover often as the wrestlers would often come flying over the ropes only to devastate our chairs. I cheered! I booed! I argued with the bad guys while I handed the good guys a bottle of life giving water and sometimes warned them of an impending attack "look out Human Tornado!".
The only downside is watching consumate professionals live on a regular basis sure makes the TV stuff hard to get into. But why would a movie and music snob get into big guys smacking each other around and yelling? Isn't it still fake...ish? Because good professional wrestling for me is highly technical live action stunt choreography with a lot of pain and endurance put to the test on an almost nightly basis. Stating that it's fake is as meaningless as informing me that Harrison Ford's character in Indiana Jones "isn't real". Yeah it's "fake" in the sense of being planned out. But the dedication and pain are real and it's a damn fine show isn't it?
One more thing. Remember those friends of mine that absolutely insisted that I attend live wrestling shows? Well one speaks 7 languages fluently and knows pretty much anything you'd want to know about asian and religious history off the top of his head, and the other is a natty, prim and proper professor of English. So...yeah, fans aren't always crazy teens who have trouble spelling.
At long last the last factoid!
#5 Vegetables!
I really, really, REALLY, dislike vegetables. :evil:
Okay, okay! I do like corn and green beans but that's it!
Who I tag: Freakyzeeky1986, Telvisnostic, Hungry_bunny, ShuLordLiuPei, & Hallenbeck77!