Nostalgia

Everyone loves nostalgia right? We love looking back on what was and hyping it up like it was the pinnacle of life, I know I do. I've been doing it a lot since I turned 18 on Saturday, and to be frank, it's something I need to stop.

I understand that some things are like wine and they get better like age. For example, I'm watching the Stone Cold vs Bret Hart submission match from Wrestlemania 13 (about 12 years ago) and it's still in my mind one of the best wrestling matches of all time. I think it's even better after a decade. Other things seem to fall into this realm with people, like Sinatra or the Blue Album.


No one seems to mention the things that age like milk though. I mentioned on my Twitter yesterday that I was watching the pilot to Power Rangers? Why? No idea, but I did, and I realized that even if I was 4 at the time, the show was truly a horrible abomination of spliced foreign footage and early 90's teenage stereotypes. It gives me hope that in another decade people will look back on Katy Perry like I looked at the Red Ranger.


Overall nostalgia is pretty worthless. It serves no purpose and you know it but you indulge in it anyway. I'm the same way and that's what sucks. TV, movies, videogames, music, whatever wasn't better 5 years ago, or even 10 years ago. It's pretty much the same thing. There was no media genesis just because you decided Toonami was better than Cartoon Network today. It's all the same.


That's my public service announcement for the week. Now if you excuse me I'm going to go play Goldeneye 64 because back in '97 they knew how to make a good first person shooter.

Hot Topic

I'm not a man who enjoys fashion. There, I said it. When it boils down I'm a very simplistic person who is more than comfortable wearing jeans and a t-shirt all my life. As I stare at my wardrobe (conveniently in a pile on my floor) I'm looking at maybe twenty t-shirts and two, yes, two polos that I bought just a few weeks ago. My preferred foot wear are a pair of flip-flops my girlfriend got me three years ago and have severe indentations in the soles because I wear them from March until the middle of November. I'm almost positive I've spent more money on Magic: The Gathering trading cards this year alone than on clothing my entire time in high school.

All of this brings me to my topic of rage tonight.

Hot Topic

Your local Hot Topic. Surely you've been there before? Everyone has because now it's socially acceptable. Five years ago it was that creepy goth store next to Pac Sun, now, at least according to the Wikipedia, it is labeled as a "downtown store." Whatever that may be. It should be noted that I am a recovering Hot Topic addict. For you see, Hot Topic is the leading store for people who don't give a shit about clothing, with Kohls being a distant second. It's essentially clothing for the fashion and taste impaired such as myself. For the better part of my years as a teenager I wasted countless Jacksons on band t-shirts and shirts with random 80's 'remember this?' you would find in a typical episode of Family Guy.

Thankfully my girlfriend has finally knocked some sense into me and dragged me into an Old Navy, among other places. At least now I've seen the light and I can look somewhat decent. That said it's sad that every time I walk by a Hot Topic in the mall I get the urge to walk in even though I know I'm doing wrong. Although I would never compare the two things, it must be what an recovering alcoholic feels like when they walk by a bar (damn, I just compared the two). I always walk in to be surrounded by ugly Tripp pants, horrible purple hair extensions, the Nightmare Before Christmas items (can't forget those), and the assclown employees who tell me someone like myself wouldn't understand why Slipknot is on vinyl.

I bought a Mastodon shirt last time I was there too...

Modest Opening

So this is the new blog. If you count both the LiveJournal and the Blogspot incarnation of King of Ants this marks my fourth attempt to get a decent blog going. The third blog was my horrific attempt to start a wrestling blog which lasted two posts. I have deleted both King of Ants and Death Valley Driver to focus on my the future. Lucky for me I was able to save a particular update about anime that got me over at least with a few people.

When I looked at why KoA failed I believe it was the complete lack or direction I had. Instead of being some sort of power washer I was a hose on that mist setting. Most of the time I went from something sort of meaningful to a bit about pro wrestling the next day. Wrestling actually seemed to dominate the blog until it's very death when I discussed John McCain on Twitter (which I'm now on).

What I find even worse is when I tried starting a wrestling specific blog I got one true post in (not counting an intro such as this). I ended up falling asleep the next week for Raw and it was all downhill from there. That said it's now buried underneath the three Xangas I had in 7th grade and hopefully they stay there.



So now we have my newest creation, Digital Lobsters. What that means really I don't want to explain now. I thought it was kind of funny though, and the acronym DL is better than KoA. Plus King of Ants sounded too narcissistic for me. I'm not king of shit (yet).

I'm going to make a serious attempt to update this blog at least three times a week. I'm not 100% sure what this will turn into exactly. My goal here is to be able to mention wrestling only in passing so it does not dominate the blogscape. Here's to hoping this is somewhat intelligent and quasi-witty.


I would love to actually post something tonight, but I'm reeling over a last minute Chelsea defeat to Barcelona, and for that I'm going to need mass amounts of gin and sleep.