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Oh, Anakin. Cry as much as you want. You'll still be played by a bad actor. You big, asthmatic baby. 

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Use The Force And Prosper

Everyone wants to be a Jedi. Everyone. Shut up, yes you do. Even Star Trek nerds can't deny the fact that the Jedi are way cooler than anything in the Trekker universe. And a lightsaber is a better weapon than phasers or...whatever those things the Klingons use. 

Point is, if you can be a Jedi, always be a Jedi. And now you can be, thanks to the Oculus Rift! If you don't know what that is, then you probably DON'T wanna be a Jedi. You're probably sitting there in "Spirk" pj's drinking Earl Grey tea with thirty tabs open  to Gorn fan fictions. 

"Spirk" is the combined names of Spock and Kirk. Just FYI.  Cause it's funny. Or gross, more like. Moving on.

So the Oculus Rift has a new...game...or simulation, I guess. It's a Jedi training simulator where you use lightsaber(s) to deflect laser bolts from a remote, like Luke in  A New Hope. It's pretty cool, because Jedi. Just, because Jedi. This is what I'm talking about:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1b1ycwQIG7c

This guy would die SO HARD if he were an actual Jedi. Like this guy:

So except for his total ineptitude at lightsaber-ing, this is pretty sweet. I wonder what else they'll add to it? Maybe some hand motions to make it like you're using the force? 

Or maybe a virtual train set to build in your parents back yard? You can tell everyone in the game that they moved in WITH you so you could help them out "due to their old age," but it won't explain why your 36 year old brother "moved in" with them. 

I'm a huge nerd for this sort of thing though. I'd probably dress up beforehand and try to get in character. You know, like a real Jedi:

Yes, the force is strong with this one. And the cholesterol. Master Bacon. 

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Godzilla And The People

I figured I'd start off by talking about the new Godzilla movie, for starters. Cause it's newish and kinda popular and I need an easy thing to ease me back into writing about things. Blogging. Wrogging? Blighting? Shut up Lee. 

Ok so Godzilla. Woah, another one. No Matthew Broderick this time, just good old people from other movies. That's right. People. Why do I call them "people," when they have names and clearly are famous for other movies and shows they've been in? Because in a Godzilla movie they are just people. And that's what's wrong with it. 

See, when Japan or Toho Studios or whoever owns Godzilla decides to make another one, they SHOULD bank on the fact that people want to see...well...Godzilla for Odin's sake. Duh. But American versions (and maybe the Japanese ones too, idk) tend to use the big toad as a selling point, rather than the point of the movie. What do I mean by this? Well the movie ends up being more about the people in the movie, and less about Scaly McStepsOnPeople. I mean, just look at that poster. It has more people than Godzillas. There should be like 5 Godzillas for every human on there. But, I digress. And digest. I want bacon. 

I wanna see Godzilla fight a giant hamster, or a giant dragonfly-cat or something. Not the emotional tale of a father, husband, and most importantly a soldier, making his way back to his family after the annoying attack of an ancient monster keeps him from that goal, so he feels a duty to 'Murrica to kill it in the name of Uncle Sam and Jesus and the Flag. Way to go making a Japanese monster movie into a patriotic action flick. Warn Michael Bay his explosions aren't red white and blue enough. Whatever that means. 

I wanted a giant monster movie. A kaiju film. What I got was a movie about humans trying to stay out of the way of falling debris - emotionally (uhhhgghhhhh). That's not to say I didn't like the movie. It actually wasn't bad. It just wasn't about what a Godzilla movie should only ever be about - GODZILLA.

Just not THIS Godzilla:

Cool boots Godzilla. What even is this?

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I never had a dog named Baxter. 

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Whoa, Chillax Man...

Hey there. It's been a thousand years. All the Harry Potter nonsense is over. All the Twilight infestations have been wiped out. And all the silly, rediculous zombie apocalypse people have been offed. What a time to be alive. That having been said, a lot has happened in the past millenium. Disney bought Star Wars, comic book movies have become popular, and Jersey Shore has finally sunk into the pits of hell where it belongs. May it rest in eternal damnation. Amen. But personally, my wife an I have a child now, and good lord please let me get some sleep. "It's great," I tell people, but really I'm lying. Haha oh, sarcasm. (Please help me) Hopefully I can become more regular on this site. It'd be wonderful. But hey if not check out my other infrequent blog over at theredhandcomic.blogspot.com. It's really great. Everything's great. Grrrrrr-8! Ok my daughter is crying so I hafta go so peace out dudes. Here a picture to make you feel not so jaded that you wasted your time reading this: