This post is all about sharing a really good video albeit probably ancient in internet time! Why not just share using Twitter, Facebook, Instagram, Snapchat, TikTok, Bumblr, Cramn, or Wrevt? Well, because this is my website, baby! I make the rules. I’ve had this dang thing kicking around for nigh on sixteen years. I’m not going to stop now. The only rule of the hell network we all use, is you can never stop posting, no matter how bad the posts become!
This is not a bad post though. This is a very good to great post, not because I’m writing literal paragraphs to share a dang YouTube video, but because the video itself. It transcends mere presentations, or gimmicks. Brian David Gilbert has made some of my favorite videos in the past few years, but this one ups the ante.
It’s ostensibly about a new and improved Pokerap, but contains multitudes. A meta-narrative? A dance number? A challenge overcame and lessons learned? Yes, it has it all. If you like musical theater (which I usually don’t, so whatever don’t take my word for it, I’m just some dumb dumb with a blog named after an obscure Doug reference), English studies, or theatrical performance you should check this out.
I laughed, I cried, I learned a new word.
Most of the blogs I am reading these days are making a big stink about the Game Boy turning 20, as they should be. I thought I would write a lil’ something, something as well because it did have an impact on my life when I was growing up. For the first couple of systems I owned I was about a generation behind by the time I got it. My NES was a hand-me-down from my cousins and I didn’t get a SNES until quite a bit after it’s release. At the time I was quite oblivious to any real gaming news. My cousins who lived in New York were my source for all things video games. As far as I knew they were the best players around and had the inside info on all the latest games. One of their trips when they came to visit they brought along their Game Boy with Mario Land 2 and Tetris and let me have a go with it. I was blow the hell away. My tiny adolescent mind could not comprehend what I was doing. I was playing NES quality games (sans color) without being tied to grid or a TV. It was a spiritual moment for me. From that moment on I think the only things that came out of my mouth were, “Hey Mom, could I get a Game Boy?” That following birthday my consistent nagging finally awarded me with a shiny new Game Boy and a copy of Super Mario Land 2. That was the first new game system I had every received. That system got me through so many hard car trips and waiting rooms. If we were going anywhere that even sounded remotely boring, the Game Boy came too. After I became more hardcore into Video Games the Game Boy and I had a little falling out. I flipped in on every once in a while, but it mainly sat there collecting dust, and by collecting dust I mean sealed away in a container to protect it from the elements. I am very careful with my stuff.