Saturday, May 10, 2014

Messenger from Hell, Spider-Man

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Spider-Man!
While so many other people are getting excited about a CGI-laden multi-million dollar movie, I am instead, geeking out on this fabulous Japanese Spider-Man TV show from 1978 - 1979.

A 22 year-old motocross racer named Takuya Yamashiro comes upon a crashed spacecraft from the planet Spider. The planet spider was destroyed by Professor Monster and his army. The occupant of this craft (Garia) injects Takuya with some of his blood which gives Takuya spider-like abilities. Garia also gives him a bracelet that activates a spider suit (called a spider protector costume) and activates his web (that look like ropes). Armed with his new powers, he does battle against Professor Monster and other bad guys.

Oh yeah, one more thing, he is assisted in his fight against evil by a giant robot.

First, enjoy the opening with a great theme song!



Here, he battles the Mer-Man...


If you are still puzzling about the title of this post, Spider-Man would sometimes introduce himself as "Messenger from Hell, Spider-Man."

Thursday, May 8, 2014

For Record Nerds Only

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 You know you are a record nerd if you actually enjoy listening to this.
Brought to us courtesy of the good folks at Free Music Archive this is a wonderful collection of record crackles, pops, hiss and clicks. This is the very thing which non-record people would find annoying in their music, but here they are isolated so you can enjoy them in all their flawed glory.

http://freemusicarchive.org/music/File_Under_Toner/This_Is_The_End_Beautiful_Friend/

From the Free Music Archive Description:
This release is a treasure trove for all artists wishing to add the authentic warm crackle of old recordings to their new works.
recording the silent final grooves of records. not so silent after all. playing them loud enough to capture the hiss, the pops, the clicks. adding a couple of digital delays, some EQ and filtering, a little reverb here and there… not much, really. it’s all in the records if you know where to listen.
 If you are enough of a nerd, you can play these simultaneously with your nice clean mp3 files and pretend that you are still listening to the glorious sound of a vinyl LP.

  Even more interesting, if you follow this link…
http://www.ankitoner.com/fut/theend_en.htm
You can find out what album and song each track is recorded from.

All tracks are downloadable.

Wednesday, May 7, 2014

For You Bacon Lovers

Via: The Retronaut  http://www.retronaut.com
Woman skating in a giant frying pan with slabs of bacon tied to her feet.
1930
You're welcome.

Monday, May 5, 2014

The Power Of Poetry (and Ignorance) Patrick Roche "21"

  This poem has been making the rounds on many of the blogs I follow and on social media so there is a good chance that you already saw it. If you are like me and usually don't watch videos that people post, I commend it to you. It is well written, well performed and will remind you that poetry has a power that years of bad English teaching can sometimes make you forget.



  I was lucky enough to have a few really good English teachers that kept me loving poetry even when encountering some of the bad ones that took all the joy out of the subject. Worse than that, were the teachers that acted like poetry is a riddle and once you "solved it" you are done with it. (What was that poem about? Wrong, it is about this. Now we can move on to the next one.)

Now for the ignorance part. I know, it is my fault, I should never look at the comments of a youtube video. The comments section of Youtube will make you burn your "human race" card. In the comments section for this video, you get such delightful things as….

"How is this a poem. He is just speaking plain. No intelligent play of words. He is like an emo teenager getting back at his parents."
"There are people dieing in africa who have no food no clean drinking water and no parents. who gives a shit about this scronny lil bitch. you all have it easy and you take it for granted. "
"hat's not poetry, that's just a guy who is overly emotional when he shouldn't because he is a male. True poetry isn't complaining about your damn insignificant life."

What happens to my brain when reading Youtube comments…

Does it dry up like a raisin in the sun? 
Or fester like a sore-- And then run? 


Maybe it just aches like a heavy load.
Or does it explode?
-With apologies to Langston Hughes-

Saturday, May 3, 2014

The Most Deadly Animal

Shark Week has a lot of appeal on TV. Wolves are pretty scary in movies and when dressed as grandmothers in fairy tales. Both of those animals are amateurs when it comes to killing people. The deadliest animal, as far as number of humans killed each year, is the mosquito. Of course, we are pretty good at killing ourselves too.


If you are interested in the work "The Bill and Melinda Gates Foundation" is doing to help lower the number of deaths worldwide from mosquitos, the following is a link to Bill Gates' Blog…
http://www.gatesnotes.com/Health/Most-Lethal-Animal-Mosquito-Week

Thursday, May 1, 2014

A Penny For My Thoughts?

         Photo courtesy of http://www.telegraph.co.uk
Every now and then there is talk about getting rid of the US one cent piece - the penny. The argument is that pennies are irrelevant now. They are of such small worth that they are useless. The people that say this often like to point out that it costs over a penny to manufacture a penny. I am devoted to the penny and will defend it's use. Yes, the above arguments against the penny are true, but I have a real emotional attachment to the coin.
  To a child today, a penny doesn't mean much. I'm not sure if there is anything in any store anywhere that you can still purchase for a penny. Even when I was young, I only remember being able to occasionally find a machine that would take pennies and give you in exchange a small hard hollow sphere of gum that would last approximately 67 seconds before the flavor was all drained from it. Then, more often than not I would swallow the gum and receive a lecture that the gum stays inside of you for seven years. Although I now know that this isn't true, even back then I wondered why that would be a bad thing. In those days it was still a big deal to get a penny, it represented purchasing power, and as we all know, power is not a thing children have in abundance. It shocked me by the time I got to middle school to see kids throw their pennies down the hall or outside. I'm sure that I must have emitted an audible gasp the first time I saw anyone commit such sacrilege. Of course throwing money away, even if it is a penny is a silly thing to do and their attempt to show how little these cents meant to them actually showed the power the penny had. Me, being the polar opposite of a "cool kid," would pick up these discarded coins whenever possible. This would cause the penny chuckers to laugh at me and, on more than one occasion, claim that the offending copper was recently housed in their butt. This made me wonder why I was the uncool kid if they kept pennies in their butts.
  When I was 10 years old I had this little chuck of steel. It was about one inch long by two inches wide and maybe a half an inch deep. I'm not sure where I got it, more likely than not, I found this treasure in the street and took it home. I had almost a full tube of model glue. I remember where this had come from. I saw some model cars a friend had built and decided that I was going to start building models. This never happened. My first model car was dust covered, uncompleted on my dresser in my bedroom. But I did have glue, so being a boy of ten, I started looking for things to glue. Looking through my pile of pennies I found one marked with the current year and also found some from the last couple of years. I started with the oldest one and glued it to the piece of steel, then attached the others in a pile. I decided that every year the new penny came out I was going to glue it on top of the old one. In my mind, this seemed like a great idea and I imagined myself looking back as an adult on this stack of coins and reminiscing about the days gone by. I'm not sure how old I imagined this adult to be, but probably really old - like 40. My imagination showed an impressive column of coins glued onto a piece of steel and me looking at it fondly. Of course, even if I had kept up with this gluing of pennies and even if I had stared with the year I was born, the stack wouldn't be very big at all since a penny is only .05 inches thick. This means that if I was looking back from age 100 at my impressive accomplishment, my stack of coins would only be 5 inches high. Maybe the glue in between would make it bigger.
  I remember when I would get a dollar when I was little. it seemed like so much money, especially after one of my older siblings told me that it was worth 100 pennies. One hundred seemed like such a big number and I kind of wished I had the one hundred pennies instead on the dollar bill.
  I am a fan of "give a penny, take a penny" trays. Yes, a penny doesn't mean much to most people, but I like the polite "good neighborly" old fashioned feel of it. When I was a younger and more annoying, I always wanted to go into stores and just empty those trays into my pocket to see what people would say and get their reaction, but I never really had the nerve to follow through on it.
  Even though people act annoyed by getting pennies back as change, I always like it. It is always nice to get something back when making a purchase.
  Of course, one of the best things about the penny is Abraham Lincoln. I love that pennies are so copious, and on the penny is a picture of Honest Abe. The one cent piece that is most common has the Lincoln Memorial on the back, which if you look closely, has the statue of Lincoln visible on the coin, thereby making this coin picture Lincoln on both the front and back.
  Well, I didn't present much of an argument for keeping the penny in circulation other than the fact that I am nostalgic for them. I guess I could argue that being a Wisconsinite, if pennies were gone, people might not visit "The Worlds Largest Penny" in Woodruff, WI. While on the subject of giant pennies, Batman has a giant penny in the Batcave as a souvenir of his battle with the Penny Plunderer. Both of these coins are of an impressive size and both are too big for any kid, no matter how cool, to fit into a butt.
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