So I guess in the end, I was just remembering it wrong (yet better than I thought-- the melody in my head is spot on!) and at the same time dreading the fact that I still have parts of the opening to Captain Simian and the Space Monkeys memorized even though I never watched a single episode of that show in its entirety.
Wednesday, May 9, 2012
Dan is Right!..
For those who read the post about "Power Up the Power Bots" I have news for you! My brother Dan made the comment that he thought it was "Power Up the Power Block" and so I looked that up on youtube and lo and behold I found this:
So I guess in the end, I was just remembering it wrong (yet better than I thought-- the melody in my head is spot on!) and at the same time dreading the fact that I still have parts of the opening to Captain Simian and the Space Monkeys memorized even though I never watched a single episode of that show in its entirety.
So I guess in the end, I was just remembering it wrong (yet better than I thought-- the melody in my head is spot on!) and at the same time dreading the fact that I still have parts of the opening to Captain Simian and the Space Monkeys memorized even though I never watched a single episode of that show in its entirety.
A Best Moment of My Life...
So, this morning I had the theme song to SuperHuman Samurai Syber-Squad stuck in my head (insomuch that I looked up the intro on youtube [and I was very surprised to see that Tim Curry was the voice of Kilokahn]) and it reminded me of an event that happened back in 3rd grade that I'll never forget.
I was small and scrawny back in the day and I liked to play sports but I wasn't particularly good at any of them (meaning that I wasn't a first pick when picking teams) and the new sport that was introduced to us in 3rd grade known as Kickball was no exception. There was this one kid who was pretty popular named Colton who was always one of the team captains and so there was a time when I brought my SuperHuman Samurai Syber-Squad toys to school and he was also a huge fan so he asked to borrow them and I told him I would let him if he let me be on his team in Kickball. He said he would... and didn't.
I was obviously furious and upset. We had played this sport more than a dozen times so far so I knew his team's starting lineup preferences and where they like to kick the ball. First up was Colton, and he always kicked the ball between 1st and 2nd base. I caught it immediately and he was out and my team was pretty happy that one of the best players the other team had was already out. Next up was Jaymin and he always kicked it between 2nd and 3rd base so I changed positions and sure enough I caught it. He was also out just like that and there were some impressed fellows on my team. I can't remember who was third but I knew where he was going to kick it: a fast ball at an almost 15 degree angle towards second base. I was in the right spot, and I almost didn't catch it-- it was going so fast it hit me in the face but I caught it as it was about to hit the ground and he was out. Three outs in a row and an enormous cheer from my team.
We switched up and my team was going wild and for that day I might as well have been a celebrity-- they wanted me to go first. Colton was pitching the ball and I slammed that thing above and past every head out there and ran all the way to home base. Three outs in a row and a homerun to boot? Yup. That was a good day. I can't remember if Colton apologized but frankly I don't care because I wouldn't trade that moment for being on his crummy team anyway. The other funny thing about all this is that I can't remember the rest of that game-- only the first five minutes of awesome.
I was small and scrawny back in the day and I liked to play sports but I wasn't particularly good at any of them (meaning that I wasn't a first pick when picking teams) and the new sport that was introduced to us in 3rd grade known as Kickball was no exception. There was this one kid who was pretty popular named Colton who was always one of the team captains and so there was a time when I brought my SuperHuman Samurai Syber-Squad toys to school and he was also a huge fan so he asked to borrow them and I told him I would let him if he let me be on his team in Kickball. He said he would... and didn't.
I was obviously furious and upset. We had played this sport more than a dozen times so far so I knew his team's starting lineup preferences and where they like to kick the ball. First up was Colton, and he always kicked the ball between 1st and 2nd base. I caught it immediately and he was out and my team was pretty happy that one of the best players the other team had was already out. Next up was Jaymin and he always kicked it between 2nd and 3rd base so I changed positions and sure enough I caught it. He was also out just like that and there were some impressed fellows on my team. I can't remember who was third but I knew where he was going to kick it: a fast ball at an almost 15 degree angle towards second base. I was in the right spot, and I almost didn't catch it-- it was going so fast it hit me in the face but I caught it as it was about to hit the ground and he was out. Three outs in a row and an enormous cheer from my team.
We switched up and my team was going wild and for that day I might as well have been a celebrity-- they wanted me to go first. Colton was pitching the ball and I slammed that thing above and past every head out there and ran all the way to home base. Three outs in a row and a homerun to boot? Yup. That was a good day. I can't remember if Colton apologized but frankly I don't care because I wouldn't trade that moment for being on his crummy team anyway. The other funny thing about all this is that I can't remember the rest of that game-- only the first five minutes of awesome.
Wednesday, April 4, 2012
Where I Feel Empathy...
When I see something painful I feel a major surge of discomfort in my lower back.
Especially when I see little kids running across the street barefoot on a hot summer day.
Especially when I see little kids running across the street barefoot on a hot summer day.
Friday, March 9, 2012
Powerbots...
Every once in a while I get this little ditty stuck in my head that goes like this...
"Power up the Powerbots! Roh roh- roh roh!"
The truth is there is no such thing as Powerbots and they certainly didn't have their own late 80's early 90's cartoon on TV. And then I realized the tune to this little ditty actually came from Captain Simian and the Space Monkeys; a show I never watched but had seen the first couple of seconds to several times.
"Power up the Powerbots! Roh roh- roh roh!"
The truth is there is no such thing as Powerbots and they certainly didn't have their own late 80's early 90's cartoon on TV. And then I realized the tune to this little ditty actually came from Captain Simian and the Space Monkeys; a show I never watched but had seen the first couple of seconds to several times.
The Ongoing Yet Solved Dilemma...
I really like my hair when it's longer. The curls look really nice and I love feeling the wind blowing through my hair. But when it gets too long I can only style it in the one way that I like which is straightforward and curly-- poofy even. Should I keep growing it for another week or two? Some people tell me they really like it when my hair is long.
But I also look pretty good with short hair. Though all I ever do is the missionary part and then gently pull a towel over the top to give it an interesting crisscross texture. Other people tell me that they really like my hair when it's shorter. It grows back fast enough so I guess it's not too bad.
Then again if I'm going to be in the General Conference Priesthood Choir I need to get a hair cut. So I guess it was time to get a haircut anyway.
But I also look pretty good with short hair. Though all I ever do is the missionary part and then gently pull a towel over the top to give it an interesting crisscross texture. Other people tell me that they really like my hair when it's shorter. It grows back fast enough so I guess it's not too bad.
Then again if I'm going to be in the General Conference Priesthood Choir I need to get a hair cut. So I guess it was time to get a haircut anyway.
The Cool Thing About This Song...
So the other day Kevin and I were once again trying to finish the 13 floor dungeon in Eternal Sonata which means that you hear the same music over and over. So we decided to start listening to other soundtracks and we came across this song called "Pain the Universe" from one of my favorite video game music composers and one of my favorite games: Legend of Mana. This is a boss theme, so get ready to rock!
While we were listening to this song I kept telling Kevin "this is my favorite part of the song!" . . . and then another part would come up and I told him "this is also my favorite part of the song." . . . and then it happened again; the song continued and I said "this is my favorite part of the song!" . . . and then I just summed it up.
"Every part of this song is my favorite part."
One of the best boss themes ever made.
While we were listening to this song I kept telling Kevin "this is my favorite part of the song!" . . . and then another part would come up and I told him "this is also my favorite part of the song." . . . and then it happened again; the song continued and I said "this is my favorite part of the song!" . . . and then I just summed it up.
"Every part of this song is my favorite part."
One of the best boss themes ever made.
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