• field of dreams poster

    Field of Dreams is Stupid and You’re Stupid for Liking It

    Boy I’m getting all my controversial opinions out, aren’t I? Field of Dreams is on everybody’s “Best Movies” lists, but it’s a stupid movie and no one understands why. I guess because it makes them “feel good”. Which, I guess, is fine — art is supposed to make you feel something. I suppose it’s satisfying to see a jerkass yuppie blowhard get his comeuppance or an affirmation that the life choices you made weren’t mistakes or to see a grown man get a second chance to bond with his father. And it all hinges around baseball. That god-given, American-as-apple-pie (suspiciously-similar-to-English-cricket) sport of kings and peasants. It’s Hollywood’s go-to pastime and…

  • It Wasn’t Me

    Well, I’ve done something I said I would never do again. I was bored, and really, idle hands are the devil’s playthings. It’s not my fault, it’s that I was waiting on everyone. I needed something to do. I was afraid I was going to lose my skill. I didn’t want to get fat and lazy. I started a fan fiction. I’m not proud of it, but I finished Alien Boxing Story, and it needs to incubate. Now all my stories are waiting on critiques, being submitted, or (in the case of Mermaid Story) are waiting for extenuating circumstances (i.e., waiting for Black Hole Son to be complete). So where…

  • RBI baseball NES screenshot box cover

    Video Game Memories #4: Baseball

    RBI Baseball (1988) / Ken Griffey Jr. Baseball (1994) Clearly, if you look at the dates above, you should be wondering if I’m a time traveler or extremely behind the times. I included these two again because of memories of playing with my dad. He’s a computer guy too, so he’s not dumb to the ways of video games. But for some reason, he just couldn’t pay attention enough to beat me. The best part was when I’d get a base hit. The screen stays pauses in-between when you pick up the ball and you switch to the batter’s POV in case you feel like taking extra bases. Problem was,…

  • Talkin’ Baseball

    Yesterday was the Twins home opener, which, if I wasn’t married, I wouldn’t have glanced twice at. However, like pets that resemble their owners, interests tend to bleed over when you find a girl to twirl with. Yes, somehow I became interested in the Twins. But it’s okay, she’s become interested in things like video games and Magic:The Gathering (which we played while watching the game), so it’s all right. My point is, I had an idea for a baseball-oriented Final Fantasy 7 fan fic last year, it’s been tooling around in my head for a while, and I really think it would be fun to write it. The thing…