tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27002737990110904532024-03-13T03:36:59.973-04:00Perpetual DissatisfactionThe State In Which I Exist... also a blog about Geek Culture, Attempts at Humor, Constant Complaining, Girls & NightlifeJoeyESQhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07240729892976470378noreply@blogger.comBlogger62125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2700273799011090453.post-67048334385131871972015-07-21T18:50:00.000-04:002015-07-21T18:50:18.957-04:00UBER Petitions & Responses from the Mayors OfficeSo I signed that Uber petition the other day; basically telling New York City that I support the idea of them leaving Uber the fuck alone. Apparently everyone who signed got a response (probably automated) from Tony Shorris, the First Deputy Mayor (whatever that is). <br>
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This first one is of Frog Thor. Yes, for those that don't know, Thor was a frog once. I'm not gonna explain it, but it was awesome. This was all ball point pen and highlighter. </div>
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So now that I'm no longer perpetually dissatisfied with my own artistic ability (see what I did there?), I've decided to post some of my artwork here on the blog for your viewing pleasure! </div>
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This one is a piece I did for <a href="http://www.sketchlottery.com/" target="_blank">Sketch Lottery</a> back in May. </div>
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Our assignment that week was Pele', obviously. I found the subject kinda boring, given that I'm not a sports guy in general, and also American, so Soccer is irrelevant even if I was. So I made it fun by adding my own spin to it and making Pele' a member of the G.I. Joe team... Like William "the Refrigerator" Perry and Sgt. Slaughter before him!</div>
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when it came to the mysteries and secrets of the female species. I mean, naiveté isn't even
in it; when it came to girls, I took being dense to a Rembrandt-level art form.
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Well, WrestleMania 30 has come and gone and as I sit here writing this I have to say, I was definitely satisfied. In fact, I thought the show was great. Earlier in the weekend I said that I hadn't been this excited for a WrestleMania in probably 10 years. Turns out that's fitting because also haven't been this pleased with the results. Until this weekend, it's been 10 years since I've truly enjoyed being a wrestling fan. Sure there were bright spots between then and now, but for the most part I've found the WWE to be stale, boring and disappointing since WrestleMania 20 closed with two of my favorite wrestlers celebrating in the ring, both world champions, both having reached the pinnacle of their sport. </div>
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WrestleMania 20 was at Madison Square Garden. I was there, and getting to see Chris Benoit (one of the aforementioned favorite wrestlers, before he turned into a monster) beat HHH clean in the main event to become the World Champion will always be one of my fondest memories as a wrestling fan. In fact, until last night, that was probably my LAST fond memory as a wrestling fan*. It makes sense then that the end result of WrestleMania ten years later has a lot of similarities. Daniel Bryan went over not only HHH, but also Randy Orton and Batista later in the night to finally, conclusively, become WWE World Heavyweight Champion. </div>
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It's time once again to look back in time to an era when wrestling was fun and memorable! This weeks memory, while in the scheme of things not quite as earth shattering as some others I'll be covering, was still pretty unforgettable. And, like many of the finer things in this world, this week's article involves The Ultimate Warrior!</div>
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Over the years, professional wrestling has changed. I'm not breaking any new ground with that statement, it's obvious to even a casual observer that wrestling is not the same thing as it was in the 80's when I was a kid, or even what it was when I was a teenager and young adult in the 90's and early 2000's. Still, I'm a lifelong fan, and although I now get way more enjoyment out of watching old matches on YouTube or WWE Classics on Demand, I still try to catch Monday Night Raw every week, even though roughly three quarters of the show does nothing but piss me off and make me wax nostalgic for the days when wrestling was "good". </div>
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But what makes older wrestling good, you may ask? Well, for starters, nowadays the WWE doesn't even refer to itself as wrestling , they call themselves "sports entertainment" (not sure what they think that second W stands for), and the wrestlers are "superstars." They avoid saying the words wrestling or wrestler like the plague. The title belts are only referred to as "championships" too, for reasons I still don't quite understand (to the point where the announcers will say "he hit him with the championship". Its a little fucking ridiculous). And I guess that's fine, Vince McMahon can market his product however he likes. I can watch or not watch as I see fit. And I do. I still watch hoping to catch a glimmer of what used to make wrestling great. Every now and then they even come close. I could go on a rant listing all the things that are different now, and why it was much better 10, 15 or 20 years ago than it is today. But I'm not going to do that. I'm just going to focus on one thing that it seems to me that the WWE has forgotten how to do, and the product in my opinion suffers for it. </div>
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Leia didn't wear her hair this way in Return of the Jedi. But the producers of Friends weren't confident enough in their joke to just properly braid Rachel's hair and be done with it. That's why they're assholes. They're not the only ones though. </div>
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1. So I've decided that when I'm walking down a city sidewalk from now on, I'm not moving out of the way for anyone anymore. Now, that by itself might sound dickish so let me explain, because maybe some of you have noticed this phenomenon, or even better can offer an explanation to me. For some unfathomable reason, it seems like every time I'm walking down the street and someone is coming straight toward me, my instinct, being the naturally polite and awesome person that I am, is to veer to the side to go past them and allow them to continue on their way unimpeded. So how come whenever I do this, the person walking towards me starts to veer in the exact same direction? And then, when I increase my walking speed to get around them, THEY DO TOO! What the fuck? I mean, I know in addition to being polite and awesome I'm also monumentally attractive, but I didn't think that extended into the literal! So there we are, getting ever closer to one another, like two asymptotic lines, only instead of mathematical impossibility being the only thing keeping us from colliding, it's me doing an awkward, last minute, dickhead dance to get out of the way. Like an asshole. So from now on, I only walk in straight lines and I'll leave the getting out of my way to everyone else. Which now that I think about it is only fitting anyway. Stand aside! Stand aside for your betters!</div>
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Ok, so after my last attack on the brainlessness that plagues Facebook walls and Twitter feeds on a daily basis got so much acclaim (not that you'd know from the comments section here, but it was a hit in my house), I decided to do it again. And by decided I mean Liz suggested another enraging thing that people do that needs to stop. Read that again. THIS IS SOMETHING THAT MUST STOP. Now in the last article, I made reference to idiots who keep misquoting or falsely attributing semi-inspirational quotes to Marilyn Monroe or Ghandi. Actually, they're not even always semi-inspirational, sometimes the quotes are used because the people doing the quoting think the words of a celebrity excuse their monumentally dickish behavior. And in the past few years, there is no one who indirectly gets credit for more dickish behavior than Drake. </div>
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I've got a real love-hate thing going with all the memes going around the Internet that we see on a daily basis. If you don't know what the hell I'm talking about, wikipedia defines meme as "an idea, behavior or style that spreads from person to person within a culture". Internet memes are ideas and behaviors that (obviously) spread around the internet, usually through social media. Sometimes it seems like Facebook and Twitter exist solely to perpetuate the spread of these things... That stupid dancing baby; the Nigerian money scam; Lolcatz; "Who's Responsible This?"; Condecending Wonka. All of these things are internet memes that you may or may not know, but that have been spread like wildfire across web pretty much since the mid 90's when people started making webpages with their Angelfire accounts. The best internet memes are funny. The worst ones are spread by people who THINK they're funny. This is where my love-hate relationship comes in. </div>
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Could It Be I'm Not As Wonderful As I Think I Am? Nah. Guilt is overrated. So is humility for that matter. Let's compare resumes and accomplishments (and looks, and intelligence, and personality, and abdominal muscles), and then we'll see who's right. Me, that's who! That's how I feel generally. After all, I'm awesome; I know I'm awesome; and I have no problem telling you, YOU should know I'm awesome too. In general, I carry myself with an unassailable sense of self confidence and righteousness. I've found that when you project that attitude, people pay attention. Think about it; nobody wants to listen to a mushy little "woe-is-me" crybaby (as anyone who spoke to me last April through Septemberish will happily tell you). After all, if I don't think I'm great, why should I expect you to? Now I don't mean out-and-out cockiness. It's not about telling people you're better than everyone else, no one wants to hear that shit (even when, as in my case, it's usually true). What I'm talking about is knowing, and believing, exactly how good YOU are. </div>
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Sorry about the rare serious nature of today's blog but after what went down this morning, I need to get this off my chest and be done with it. Of course I'm talking about the Supreme Court's 5-4 decision to uphold Obamacare as Constitutional. Now depending on which fictitious side of the political aisle you more closely align yourself with, you might be thinking that's a good thing. However if you comprehend the majority's reasoning on upholding this law, and you still think that, I unabashedly and unapologetically call you a fool, uninformed, unintelligent, a moron, or perhaps all of the above. Oh and just as an aside, I say "fictitious" because if you think there is any significant difference between a Democrat or a Republican being in power, I also unabashedly and unapologetically call you a fool, uninformed, unintelligent, a moron, or perhaps all of the above.</div>
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I tend not to consider myself the typical geek. I AM a geek, no question about it... I can quote Star Wars verbatim, I have an encylclopedic knowledge of 80's toys, TV, movies and music, and I love comic books and wrestling. But I tend to downplay that aspect of my personality to all but those who really know me. I try to stay well rounded and not let my geekiness dominate my personality. And lets face it, when I say I'm not typical, I mean I'm also in great shape, have an active, healthy social life, and girls absolutely ADORE me (no really, they DO). If you were casting the role of a geeky character in a movie, he certainly wouldn't look or act like me, that's for sure. And I admit, I do tend to keep my geeky tendencies a bit closeted sometimes on purpose, because other geeks freak me out a little. I'm also a lawyer, and sometimes, just for fun, I like to take a less popular stance just for the joy of arguing it (and also because being a nudge and pushing people's buttons amuses the hell outta me). So its with a great level of discomfort that I'm forced to say unequivocally that I HATE this season of Game of Thrones. And I hate that I do. I want to love this show. I want to keep giving it the benefit of the doubt because its presenting a genre I love in a medium where more people will see and appreciate it and most of all, I don't want to be the typical geek ranting abouthow STUPID HBO IS WRECKING EVERYTHING HOW DARE THEY CHANGE MY BELOVED NERD NOVELS ROOAAAARRHULKSMASH!! But the fact remains, the writers are just changing too much stuff from the source material and over the course of this season its had an absolutely jarring effect, tearing me right out watching the show and taking a wrecking ball to my ability to enjoy it. </div>
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relationship and propelled myself into a life of pure, unadulterated, unbridled freedom and fun. Just like the Croats and
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literally be cause for celebration. I would have a party every year
commemorating the day I finally took control of my life and decided to stop
acting like a henpecked, whipped little boy, and start being a man (well, more
of a man, at least). And, while I’ve finally grown up enough that I no longer want
to be single forever, and I finally see the value and the rewards of settling
down and having a family, I also still look back at this time, and those parties
with fondness, because man did we have some good times. After the jump is the invite from
my 2007 Independence Day Party, complete with the story behind it… which I have
once again edited, revised and updated for your 2014 reading pleasure, because while I may
have (pretty much) grown out of my "single-forever-player-til-I-die" attitude, my
sense of self-indulgence is quite alive and well. NOW GO READ ABOUT ME!</span></div>
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So in case any of you were wondering, my penchant for nostalgia (and my absurd nearly-photographic memory) is not limited solely to toys. Nope, I tend to get those warm, fuzzy feelings over all sorts of things from my youth... be it toys, music, TV shows, movies, candy, comic books, you name it. Some people don't get why I reminisce this way. The thing is, I firmly believe that nostalgia prevents real life from robbing us of our youth. Its a dumb cliche, but growing old and growing up are two different things, and only one of them is inevitable. And, I really don't ever want the fact that I have to pay bills, or be "a professional" to ever mean that I also can't remember what it was like to be kid. So I do shit like this sometimes, to try and keep myself in that mindset... or at least take myself back to it for a little while, anyway. So, with that said, anyone feel like taking a trip back to late April 1990 with me? C'mon, its just after the move JUMP jack your body...<br>
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Hey friends! Now, I don't know about you, but lately I've been getting some weird inbox messages on Facebook. You probably have too since I can't imagine that I'm the only target of this scheme, because that would be a pretty shitty scam. You know what I mean, its a message from a stranger, who will ask you something along the lines of do you have a background in sports, or marketing or accounting or business management etc. When you look at the profile of the person who sent it, they obviously took a few weak steps to make it look like a real person's, but, if you know what you're looking for, they're obvioulsy fake. And even if it weren't obvious, the fact that these messages, from different people, all contain substantially the same text, lets you know that something's just not right. Now, I haven't been able to figure out what the scam is, and I didn't bother to do any research to see if anyone else has either, and I used to just ignore them... but today I decdide to have a little fun.</div>
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This was an article I wrote for my old MySpace blog, way back in the summer of 2007 but I’m resurrecting it now, with some edits and revisions. Just in the way of an update, , while I HAVE finally stopped buying toys after all these years, I still love them, I still stay up to date on new stuff coming out, and if I’m being completely honest, I probably would still buy a few here or there if I wasn’t in a “saving money” mode and if I had the space. Anyway, this is my “Ode to Toys”. Read it. Enjoy it. And check out the end of the article for a little idea I had. An idea involving YOU!</div>
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