It started all simple enough. Our interwebz pal Joey Michaels writes a reflective post on the old E/N scene, waxes nostalgic, everything’s all nice-nice. Then.. someone has to go and create a Facebook group.
Invite Only.
Very exclusive. You understand.
Joey obviously gets invited, and so he invites me. Invites get handed out all over the place. The group is now 120 strong and oh so chatty.
Now I can’t say when the scene actually ended, but it did eventually die out, but while it lasted, it was a pretty important aspect of our lives–at least for those who were involved. The way in which this group exploded within a 24 hour period certainly proves it. I made the mistake of having email notifications for the group. I decided to shut it off somewhere around the 250 mark this evening.
i can’t lie though, it’s been a blast to see where and what everyone is doing. Hell. A user actually set up a cam portal for old times sake. It’s so old school it hurts.
If you were a part of the scene back in the day and you’d like to get connected again, let me know in the comments. I’ll hook you up.
He looks defenceless now, but look out Rubbermaid!
I have a dog. You know that. You also know his name is Jack. You should also remember that he’s a siberian husky. He’s four months old now and his character has certainly been developed. He’s a huge drama queen, likes to get into mischief, but can also be quite loving and adorable. He’s also pretty smart, which leads back to the mischief part.
Since we brought Jack home, we’ve done our best to keep him out of certain places. For the longest time we forebode his entry into the bedroom and the bathroom. Eventually we caved on the bedroom, but only because I was too tired one evening to chase him out. This crumbling led to better overall behaviour so I don’t regret my tired apathy. We don’t allow him on the bed though, which I think is important. He generally obeys this rule, too. The bathroom on the other hand, any time that door is left open and we’re not looking, he’s in there with his nose in the garbage pail pulling out tissue and hair, and then consuming it because Jack eats things. Well, at least he used to eat tissue and hair up until today. The solution to this problem was simple–a Rubbermaid garbage pail with lid and foot peddle.
What makes this tale somewhat amusing is what happened when Jack found out about this pale replacement. He didn’t whine. He didn’t try and make his way into it or try and figure out how it worked.
Jack barked.
Jack barked and then we went to defend TheWife™ from this terrifying beast. He sat on her foot and stared closely at the bathroom door, waiting for this new creature to walk out. And now, every time he walks past the bathroom, he barks at this poor defenceless Rubbermaid pail.
Jack. Defending us from rogue plastic moulds since 2011.
Oh yeah, and not to let you down, a funny Japanese commercial.
I was probably a wee boy of six or seven when I saw this Grandizer. It was part of the “Force Five” series that took give completely unrelated 1970′s anime series and put them under one unified name. Since I’ve opened this door, you can rest assured that there will be more. Oh yes. I won’t go easy on you.
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