This is not going to be a real post. It’s a filler post! I’ve been very busy lately (those Blogimations are WAY more work than you think, and I am NEVER doing them once a week again) and I’m doing prep work for a few different things. For one, I’m going to be a guest on the next Daizenshuu EX podcast to talk about Dragon Ball Z: Ultimate Tenkaichi, which I’m excited about because it’s a podcast I’ve been listening to for a LONG time. The other thing is a big announcement that I am going to make on Friday, which I still need to do a little bit of work for.

So in place of a real post today, I’m going to post a transcript of a conversation I had with regular reader and mega fan MegaFan over Google Chat while I was at work last week. Since I have an Android phone I’m constantly logged into Google Chat by default, so when I check my email at work people try to talk to me. This is the kind of stuff I have to deal with while I’m trying to earn money to support myself and my wife. Enjoy.

I read the Star Wars: The Old Republic boards pretty regularly, as I’m obsessed with the game and have more free time at work than I should. A lot of it is just people discussing the game, getting opinions on character classes and generally just passing the time until launch.

I’m mostly on the board for the Sith Warrior class, as it’s the class I’ll be playing and I like to see what other people are saying about it and keep on top of any new information. When I made the decision to play an Imperial character so I could play with friends I knew I’d be in for more than my fair share of immaturity from teenagers who are all about being GRIMDARK and listening to songs that make their mom mad, but sometimes what’s said on the boards is simply appalling.

So Activision is holding a Call of Duty convention this September, a festival to the cultural phenomenon that is Call of Duty. Call of Duty XP, as they’re calling it, is an opportunity for douchebags I MEAN CALL OF DUTY FANS to get together and… I dunno, talk about Call of Duty, I guess. They get to play Modern Warfare 3 early, and they’re building a life-size replica of one of the multiplayer maps, but whatever else they’re going to do is beyond me.

This got me thinking, though: how rad would it be if other companies jumped on the bandwagon and started holding their own conventions? These are just a few of my ideas on how they’d go down.

The other day Christina and I were at Target, since we’re adults and sometimes have to go buy things like household cleaners and storage bins and other things that aren’t really all that fun. Still, though, we have a routine each time we go in: we get what we need, stop by the action figures, swing by the video games and DVDs, and then before we hit the registers to check out, look at the trading cards. Sometimes I’m in the mood for a pack of WoW cards to try for a loot card, or we’ll each get a pack of the new Pokémon cards, or Christina finds an interesting new unknown thing to buy.

This time, though, we found something WAY more awesome: a pack of the Animal Crossing e-Reader cards. For the GameCube game. From 2002.

Kids in cereal commercials are the shittiest people in the world. If they are an indicator of who will be leading our country in 50 years, we are all doomed.

We spend all this time and energy trying to teach kids how to share, and then they can’t even let the Trix rabbit have a bowl of his own cereal. “Silly rabbit, Trix are for kids!” Shut up and go to jail, you little shit. It’s his cereal. His face is on the box. How DARE you take it from him.

It was a Christmas morning that at first seemed like any other. I was overjoyed to receive all of the action figures and sports equipment I had asked for, just like every year. Santa was very good to my sister and I, rarely leaving our wishes unfulfilled.

This year, though, something WAS missing, something which I yearned for with my entire being. The fibers of my very soul all called out in unison, hoping desperately to receive the one item that would sate my deepest desires.

My mom was filming us again, which I never understood. She labored so much to record every minute of every birthday, Christmas and school function and never watched the videos afterwards. I figured she recorded everything in search of that one elusive moment, that one instance in time that would define a very specific point in our lives.

She was lucky the camera was rolling that morning.

So I was browsing Joystiq today and they linked to a story posted on Creepy + Pasta about a supposedly haunted copy of Majora’s Mask for the Nintendo 64. I won’t go into details because I don’t want to spoil it. The story, while (very likely) fake, is very engaging and absolutely creepy as hell. My skin crawled as I read it. The videos that went with it made it that much more intense.

I LOVE reading creepy pasta, especially ones about video games. There’s a million stories out there about haunted or posessed versions of Pokémon games and some of them are really, REALLY creepy. I poked around Creepy + Pasta a bit more and while most of the other stories are lame, there are a few good ones out there.

I’ve lost HOURS reading urban legends on Snopes. I don’t know why I love this stuff… I don’t really like horror movies or anything. Please share links to any good creepy pasta in the comments section!

Megafan, who is one of the first readers I ever got, is a super awesome kid. I’ve been saying this for a while. His latest post on the forums, however, has provided him a meteoric rise to superstardom, resulting in this blog post. Yeah!

The above picture is just super awesome. I think the best part is making “Game Fuel” the favorite food, considering I’ve never even mentioned how much I love it, it’s just the alt text of my picture on the “About” page.

The next picture is even better. I’m posting it after the jump for suspense and maximim hilarious effect!

So the other night Christina and I went to go see Toy Story 3 (bring a tissue, folks) and I was thinking about all the toys I loved as a kid. My favorites were my Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle action figures, which I collected since they first hit the market through the better part of my elementary school life.

I just saw this over on Kotaku and I thought it was really neat. The fine folks over at GameTrailers have tackled the decades-old myth, confirming once and for all that Mario can indeed jump over the flagpole in Super Mario Bros. for the NES. I remember attempting this many times as a kid, but never quite making it.

I heard my share of rumors of things hidden in Super Mario Bros. way back when, none of which ever panned out because little kids are liars and I should have known that none of the kids in my kindergarten class had relatives who worked at Nintendo. Live and learn, I suppose!