Giant Robot Invasion!

There’s a guy I know called Duke Nukem and he’s better than all of your sorry butts. Read More

The Power Rangers phenomenon deserves its own coverage, but I wanted to start off by talking about a part of Power Rangers lore that not many people seem to remember. As we all know, public service announcements are required by law to be totally lame, and the Power Rangers PSAs are no exception. They never aired them frequently as PSAs from other shows, but don’t worry-you’ll still want to go play in a hurricane. Read More

It’s 1994. I’d ask what you were doing that year, but that would just be creepy. Instead, we will find out what Fictional Example Boy was doing that year, when Mega Man X was first released. You see, FEB had previously played all six Mega Man games on his NES, and he enjoyed them immensely. One day, little FEB suddenly noticed this new game at his local game-related store.

“Mega Man X?” FEB wondered. “Wait a minute, the last Mega Man game I played was Mega Man 6. Capcom skipped, like, three whole numbers. And now they’re Greek. I always figured Capcom was one of those Italian symphatizers.”

Later FEB was hit by a truck because this review has no more use for him. Read More

Reading is an important life skill. It’s just as neccessary as knowing how to plug someone in the head with a carbine. But, once you know how to read, you’ll be able to discover even more ways of killing people. It’s like opening up a new world that’s made of knives.

The Public Broadcasting Service understands the importance of reading. Along with Reading Rainbow, PBS introduced a variety of shows dedicated to increasing awareness of books, because, hey, if TV told kids to go read, maybe they actually would. I always wondered why they spent so much effort on reading. I mean, you never saw PBS focusing so much on all the other things kids needed to learn. What if I needed a show on getting beaten up by older children? Who knows-maybe I’ve been doing it wrong for years. Read More

The Pokemon bug first swarmed America when I was in middle school. It was a hit among the students-they played the video games, traded the cards, watched the show, and were pretty much happy to be alive. Back then, my family couldn’t afford cheap plastic crap like everyone else, so to capture some of the excitement for myself, I began keeping a list of Pokemon names in my pocket. Whenever I heard the name of a Pokemon I didn’t know about, I scribbled it on the list. It was my own personal Pokedex-my own way to catch ‘em all.

Then my efforts were ruined when my list ended up in the washing machine, smudging all of the entries. I was pretty depressed for a while. Fortunately, my classmates helped take my mind off of it by making fun of my weight. Read More