Resolution

I've never been a big new year's resolution person, I mean I always say I want to get more in shape, but then I think about that throughout the whole year, and really there's a lot of things I'd like to improve, but last night I did think of a resolution I'd like to make.

It's been way busy lately, just work, church, Christmas prep, etc. and last night I was in the midst of feeling run down and just going from one task to another with my mind continually thinking of what I needed to do next. I was washing dishes, my brain fried, my eyes red, my shoulders sagged and I plunged my hand into a bowl to rub out the remaining chocolate frosting in the sink and I suddenly realized squishing the chocolate and dish water in my hands felt good. My mind went back to my movement classes in college where we constantly explored the senses. We would crawl and dig in dirt and mess and enjoy that feeling. We would feel and smell each other's sweat as we danced and rolled around the studio. There was one class where we spread out around campus and were given a spot to stay in and observe - for a whole class period I crouched, crawled, climbed and got to know every nuance of an old, non-functioning fountain under the stairs of a building in bare feet and yoga pants.

One particularly intense class was filled with sensory experiences after being pushed to our physical limits, holding large rocks in the air until we thought our arms would fall off. Covered in muck and sweat, we had to hold a peeled hard-boiled egg in our mouth. We covered the floor in rose petals and balanced trays of water over our heads and finally poured the cold water on ourselves. This may all sound sort of ridiculous, but our senses were awakened in Jerry Gardner's movement classes - we were pushed to our limits physically and emotionally and, of course, as an actor your senses need to be absolutely, intensely alive.

I have four years to look back on of intense feelings, of daily being pushed and learning to rip open my chest and leave all insecurities, fear and embarassment at the door and it was the greatest four years of my life. But I graduated, what like four year ago? So last night as I exhaustedly stood at my kitchen sink I knew I wanted to resolve to be creative again. This doesn't mean I am going to quit my job and start performing Butoh in the streets, but I can try to regulary explore and refresh my senses. I still love reading and this is certainly satisfying and I love going for walks, but want to do that more.

I want to write. I have started little projects here and there, but let things fall to the wayside, I want to get back into it, not because I think I will pen the next greatest novel or screenplay, but because it is satisfying to the soul.

I want to play more piano and try to approach it from a more creative direction. I am good at sight reading, I enjoy playing, but my piano playing has become too functional - I play to accompany singers and choirs and even to accompany my own singing, but I want to maybe try writing some music and just get back to spending long evenings playing.

Basically I just want to be more pointed in a creative direction and remember that at heart I am creative. I really do forget this in the daily routines of working in an office and trying to keep up with housework and church responsibilities. My life is good and I am lucky that I enjoy my job and love my husband and my home, but I just think I would be more fun, interesting, fulfilled and have more to offer if I gave a little more focus to my creative side to balance out my anal/type-A side, because it would be easy to let this side of me take over, but I like the balanced me more.

Last night I also remembered a wonderful talk given by one of the leaders in my church, and a German (represent!), Dieter F. Uchtdorf, where he talked about being creative. He talked about the fact that we are here to find joy and one way to do this is through creating. We are children "of the most creative Being in the universe. Isn’t it remarkable to think that your very spirits are fashioned by an endlessly creative and eternally compassionate God? Think about it—your spirit body is a masterpiece, created with a beauty, function, and capacity beyond imagination...The desire to create is one of the deepest yearnings of the human soul. No matter our talents, education, backgrounds, or abilities, we each have an inherent wish to create something that did not exist before. Everyone can create. You don’t need money, position, or influence in order to create something of substance or beauty. Creation brings deep satisfaction and fulfillment. We develop ourselves and others when we take unorganized matter into our hands and mold it into something of beauty..."

I don't usually get churchy on my blog - but I do love that he is a proponent of creativity. Life should be full and rich, but we just need to take the time to break out of our routines and explore. So that's my new year's resolution. I guess I should resolve to be less long-winded when writing a blog entry too, I guess this makes up for the neglect my blog has seen lately.

Wednesday we head up to Salt Lake City - I'm excited for a white Christmas. Happy Holidays and here's to 2010!

Catch Up

My blog has definitely been neglected as of late, so I thought I'd do a quick little catch up of my life.

Thanksgiving was great. We stayed in So Cal and had Thanksgiving with Whit's family and family friends. The food was wonderful. I made two chocolate pecan pies. I've made this pie in years past and will continue to make it because it is oh so yummy. After lunch we saw what was one of my favorite movies of the year, The Incredible Mr. Fox. We all loved it. So super funny, pretty perfect, really couldn't have enjoyed it more.

Thanksgiving weekend was also big because we moved into a new apartment. We'd been in our one bedroom apartment since we moved to California four years ago, so it was time. The apartment we found is like 2 and 1/2 bedrooms. There's the master, a guest bedroom and then a little half room off of the master which makes a perfect office. There are hardwood floors in the living room, dining room and master bedroom. We have a patio/deck which we'll be able to barbecue on, sit on, enjoy. The kitchen is way bigger than my old kitchen, spacey and light. One of the biggest upgrades is we have our own washer and dryer! I can't tell you how great this will be, no more sharing laundry facilities for us! Another huge upgrade is that we now have a garage - all our storage can go in there. Our building is just five units, super quiet, in a great neighborhood and it is about two blocks from Warner Bros. - meaning I now walk to work! It feels more like a home. There's still more unpacking/cleaning/organizing to do, but I already love it.

We had gone to Disneyland on our birthday in November, but we just got two free passes from some friends who couldn't use them, so we went to Disneyland again this week. I really feel so spoiled to have gone to Disneyland three times this Fall/Winter - it's crazy. I don't know that I'd ever been there during Christmastime and it was absolutely beautiful. They had white/bluish dangling lights on Sleeping Beauty's castle which were so magical. It's A Small World also gets all decked out for Christmas - it was covered in colored lights - we were just getting onto our boat when they lit it up and it was so exciting. The inside is also completely winterized and I loved it. The night before going to Disneyland we went to The Princess and the Frog. It was a lot of fun, really good music, just a solid classic princess Disney movie. It's just so smart of Disney to make a movie set in New Orleans to tie in to New Orleans Square at D-land. They have a little show with the characters on the Mark Twain riverboat - we heard those songs so many times that day and I loved it every time.

Other than that, just been keeping busy, trying to get Christmas shopping done, the apartment done, working, there's all of a sudden a lot of movies I want to see, church stuff always to do, TV watchin', baking I wanna do, and now I'm off to get my eyebrows done!

One week from today we fly up to Utah for Christmas. I'm really excited to spend time with my family, to see some snow, eat some good food, see friends and reminisce over Utah times past.

The Universe

Bohemian Rhapsody

Sudeikis!

The original What Up With That

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Meatloaf

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30

Well, it's official. There's no going back. I am thirty.

This is the first birthday where my age freaked me out a little. I know I'm still young and I think the 30's will be great, but hitting the big landmark ages still makes you take stock a bit more than usual. But, I did have a great birthday weekend.

Saturday night Whit and I went to our birthday/Halloween party at Whit's parents' house. We all dressed up as fable/nursery rhyme characters. Eric was the Farmer from Farmer and the Dell, Carol was the Muffin Man, Chelsea and Grant were Goldilocks and Papa Bear, Brighton and Jordan were Little Red Riding Hood and the Wolf, Whit was the craziest little boy blue ever and I was Little Miss Muffet (you can't quite see in the picture, but I had spider bites all over). We had a great meal: chili, spider bread, cupcakes etc., we played games and watched a scary movie, Let the Right One In. Whit and I had seen the movie already, but we wanted everyone to see it, because it is a really cool Swedish vampire movie.







Sunday we had brunch with some friends at the Griddle - the hugest pancakes ever. Then Sunday night Whit and I headed to Anaheim. We had dinner at ESPN zone, shopped Downtown Disney, watched the fireworks poolside at our hotel, then just took it easy in our room.

Monday was Disneyland! We both got in for free as it was our birthday. Such a great promotion. It was a perfect day, great weather, small crowds, got on all the rides in no time. We had lunch at the Blue Bayou - we strayed from our usual Monte Cristo sandwich, Whit getting crab cakes and me a New York steak along with Mint Juleps, of course. It was a great day. No better way to spend the birthday than hanging out with Whitby in the happiest place on earth.

So, bring it on 30's.

Stairway to Stardom

I realize I'm super late to this, but wanted to post these fantastic performances anyway:

Toasters

Watch the 2nd guest - love it.

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Monty Python on Jimmy Fallon

These guys are the best - what a delight.

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Nice Spokesmodel, Rogaine.

Yeah, he's got a beautiful head of hair.

Good job, guys.

Spike, thank you for not making a spoon-fed, easy movie - thanks for making a film that stimulated my mind, wrenched my gut and filled my heart. It was painful and beautiful. And man, that little face of Max's is heart breaking.


I thought I'd stop there, but I am really curious how this movie will be received, as with anything different and daring there's always mixed reviews. I looked over some reviews and liked a few of their quotes, so I'll share here:

"There's no coddling going on in this immersive live-action film, which, like a dream, is both eerily matter-of-fact and fantastical." John P. McCarthy

"absolutely amazing, as scary and beautiful as being a kid all over again." Bill Gibron

"There’s a certain amount of pain in Where the Wild Things Are, but it’s completely earned. The movie fills you with all sorts of feelings, and I suspect children will recognize those feelings as their own." Michael Phillips

"I don't want to oversell the thing. It is, quite simply, something very special indeed." Kimberly Jones

Nobody Does It Better

I've always loved this Carly Simon/James Bond song, but I like it even more sung by Fran Healy (video is lame, it's just an audio recording):

everything's amazing, nobody's happy

I posted this on my facebook the other day, but I think it warrants going on the ol' blog. I love it:

Sand Art

This is longish, but really cool:

Travis covers "Lovely Rita"

The weekend

Saturday we went to A Serious Man and man, it was seriously great. Sorry, I had to. I enjoyed it so thoroughly. The Cohen brothers are real filmmakers - you really get a full, rich movie-going experience when you go to a Cohen brothers film. To quote my hubby's blog, "wins on all accounts. the beauty that is Roger Deakins camerawork, the impeccable casting, and the fluidity & sparsity of their dialogue…unmatched."


We were also victorious this weekend in finding our favorite cereal, available only at Halloween time, Count Chocula. Last year we searched stores all over Los Angeles, and never found the Count; I ended up ordering it on Amazon. But this year Target in Pasadena granted us our cereal. We don't actually eat sugary cereal in our daily lives, but once a year this treat is irresistable. We picked up some Count Chocula as well as Frankenberry and Boo Berry, for good measure. Yum.


And let me say that I loved Sunday afternoon watching Stephen Fry in America with Whitby. I really love this show. Stephen Fry is so interesting and pleasant and just a joy to watch and I'm so happy Whit enjoys it with me.



I am loving this cooler weather. It's going to be overcast and rainy the next three days and I couldn't be happier. Although I do just want to be at home curled up with a blanket and some of the delectable banana bread I made yesterday...oh well, back to work.

Comics

A couple of comic book covers that made me laugh, from the Institute of Cheer (click to englarge pics, if you'd like):



Where do you think you're going? Get back in front of that truck, little lady, or I'll deck you one.





Ol' Rabbit-punch Joe. I'm pretty sure he killed him. For heaven's sake, the guy spit out his brain.

Matches! We don't need no stinkin' matches!

So apparently I'm not alone in enjoying old matchbooks. I found a site that is nothing but Matches - lots of nightclubs, hotels, coffee shops, and products from days gone by. I'm not sure why I like matchbooks - I guess they just express the atmosphere of different places and different times in one small package. There is something romantic about old nightclubs, tiki rooms, ballrooms, etc. I have my own little collection of matchbooks, including the one below, which I find very amusing:



The other collection I have are pressed pennies - I've got a pretty good one going. I like them because they are kitchy and each has it's own memory...and they're cute.

And finally, I do have a Barbie collection - although they are boxed up and in storage. Obviously, my love of Barbies is ingrained from my childhood. Not sure what I'll actually do with them, but maybe someday if I have a gameroom for the kiddies, I can get them out - that or sell 'em on ebay.

Yeah - all these things are pointless, but somehow over the years those are the collections I've kept. Weird.

QI

I love Stephen Fry's laugh:

House news

Find Out Why Jennifer Morrison's Character Is Leaving House
NOOOOO! Rumors that Jennifer Morrison is being written off of House. I love her and I had such hopes that eventually the writers would give House/Cameron some lovin' again. Lame.

Season 6

House is back tonight with a two hour season premiere. House is in a mental institution - I anticipate it being fantastic (I know that's a shocking statement for me to make).

Some real winners

Dating Montage

It's coming...

So excited and nervous.

Labor Day

We had a great Labor Day on Monday. We spent the day with Whit's family swimming, barbecuing and playing games. I wanted to post a couple pictures of the cupcakes I made. They were lemon with lemon icing and obviously made to look like corn on the cob using Jelly Belly's, Now & Laters for butter and white and black decorating sugar for salt and pepper. Baking is fun.

Mrs. Lake's English Class

This might be super nerdy, but when I went to Utah last month I was sorting through some storage and found a poem I wrote in 10th grade, I believe. We were studying Chaucer and we were assigned to write a poem in this style - a character piece in the style of Chaucer. I think it's cute:

Adorabelle

All thought she was the dearest of Angel's fair
She was complete with the golden mop of hair.
At church and school she's be polite and kind,
But cross her path and a different girl you'd find.
She loved to draw whistling bluebirds in a leafy tree,
Over which grandparents would beg and plead to see.
Then with a seemingly humble bow she would reveal
The artwork, while batting her eyelashes with hidden zeal.
She's say, "I don't think it's good, do you?"
Simply to hear the onlookers caw and coo.
She saw a pink dress with ruffles and bows.
To her mother she said, "I need one of those!"
Her mother refused saying, "You don't need one more dress."
Then sweet, little Adorabelle became quite a mess.
She screeched and she wailed at the top of her lungs,
Which made others think a wrong was being done.
Her bird-like frame started to tremble and shake,
Which proved that her innocent ways were all fake.
She stamped her small foot and turned a bright red
So her mother gave her a spank and sent her to bed.
When she was faced with her teachers and elders it seemed,
She was the perfect child, calm and serene.
She had a great wit and talent, as sharp as a knife,
Her greatest was acting, not on stage, but in life.

Haus Frau

Friday night Whit and I went to the Hollywood Bowl for John Williams night. I made a John Williams themed picnic for us consisting of:
-Jurassic Park: More Like a Six Foot Turkey (Chicken) Salad - really yummy bowtie pasta, chicken, grapes, a citrussy dressing and lots of other goodness
-Harry Potter: Asparagus Wands - cold aspragus with a soy sauce type dressing
-Raiders of the Lost Ark: Bacon Wrapped Dates - in case you don't remember, they almost eat poisonous dates - the monkey dies from the poisoned date. These were great (and not poisoned).
-Star Wars: Yoda Soda: lime sherbet and fresca to make a green concoction.
-E.T.: Reese's Pieces

The first half of the concert was all Harry Potter music. The second half had some highlights of great movie themes, Catch Me If You Can music, Superman theme (with clips from the Superman and Batman movies, courtesy of WB) then the four encores were Yoda's theme, Star Wars main theme, E.T. and the Imperial March. It was lots of fun - people go nutso for Star Wars - it's great.

It was nice having a fun little date with Whitby.

Today I felt like I was on chopped. I had turkey burgers and took some nectarines I had to make a chutney to serve over the burgers. I then served them on a bed of greens. It tasted like something I would have ordered at The Counter.

Tonight I make cupcakes for a family get together tomorrow for labor day. I will post pictures of them as I suspect they're going to be adorable!

I enjoy domesticity.

I love cats.

I turned into a giggling fool watching this. So cute and funny.

Keane "The Sun Aint Gonna Shine Anymore"

I love it so much. Why isn't it on itunes? Keane is one of my all time favorite bands and this song is so great and in my favorite movie, Truly Madly Deeply.

Keane has done a lot of awesome covers, but you can't get them anywhere, but if you're a Keane fan, you can find them on youtube - like "Under Pressure", "With or Without You". Fun.

Love it.

(Thanks to Seth for the story and for asking for a "shout")

London cash machines offer Cockney slang option(AFP) – 6 hours ago

LONDON — Would you Adam and Eve it? Cash machines in east London are offering customers the option of using the local Cockney rhyming slang to get their hands on their sausage, so to speak.

Five automated teller machines (ATMs) in the East End are going Cockney for three months from Monday.

While cash machines with several language options are commonplace in some countries, the chance to use rhyming slang could leave those unfamiliar with the east London lingo in a right load of Barney Rubble.

Anyone opting for Cockney rhyming slang will be asked to enter their Huckleberry Finn (PIN) before choosing how much sausage and mash (cash) they want.

Those wanting to withdraw 10 pounds will have to ask for a speckled hen, while the machine may inform users that it is contacting their rattle and tank, rather than bank.

"We wanted to introduce something fun and of local interest to our London machines," said Ron Delnevo, managing director of operators Bank Machine.

"Whilst we expect some residents will visit the machine to just have a butcher's (hook, look), most will be genuinely pleased as this is the first time a financial services provider will have recognised the Cockney language in such a manner."

The ATMs displaying prompts in Cockney are all free to use, though most of the group's cash machines charge a fee.

Better-known Cockney rhyming slang includes dog and bone (phone), apples and pears (stairs), whistle and flute (suit), Adam and Eve (believe), Barnet Fair (hair), trouble and strife (wife), loaf of bread (head) and boat race (face).

Whitby Wimpy Big Mac

Seymore and Pepe

My sister Elizabeth and I laughed so hard when we first saw this. I still love it.

Moon

This movie is fascinating. I loved it so much. Sam Rockwell is ridiculously amazing.

Momma I'm Comin' Home

I just had a really nice mini trip home to Salt Lake City.

Friday morning I hopped on an early jet blue flight to the SLC and a couple hours later I walked in to my childhood home and surprised my dad for his 80th birthday weekend. He had no idea I was coming - it was fantastic to surprise him that way, he was super happy.

My mom, dad and I then headed to the good ol' V.I.(that's Village Inn to you) for brunch. That place is chalk full of memories - I used to go there when my friends and I would sluff assemblies in High School and then in college after finishing up a performance late at night.

Friday night I headed out to Sandy to hang out with the Nighs - my sister, brother-in-law and nephew. I joined them for dinner (along with the rest of the Nigh clan) and then we headed back to their house for the night. In this picture he took the paper napkin ring, stuck it to his chin and stroked it like a goatee.



Here's Dylan with his birthday gift from Aunt Heidi and Uncle Whit, Star Wars Legos:


It was great to just chill with them at their place again. I love hanging out with the Nighs, I really miss doing that on a regular basis. (please note I don't have pictures of Jerad, as I know he hates taking them)



Saturday we headed back up to the Kleins for my dad's birthday party. My mom had slaved to make a German schmorgesborg - and it tasted great. Some friends and neighbors came by and it was a really nice afternoon. I hooked up our old Atari 2600 and played some of our many awesome Atari games. It's the best.



That night Alex and I went to MacBeth at SLS/Babcock. The two of us used to always like going to whatever plays/concerts together that we could - something we both miss now living apart.

I spent another night at the Nigh's, slept in complete comfort in their chilly basement ... oh my gosh, this is the boringest post ever, but I wanted to document it for myself. Anyway, blah, blah, spent another day with Nighs/Kleins. Alex and I looked through a Barbie book together and remembered all our old Barbies and Kens.

Sunday evening I visited my old friend/teacher, Carter. Always amusing to hang out with him, he's still the coolest.

Monday morning I got to catch up with one of my dearest friends, Cassie Stokes Wylie (Classy Strokes Wildly) which was also really great - I miss her.

Then my parents and I went to lunch for the real birthday day and then after one last slice of amazing cheesecake at home, I was off to the airport again.

Now I'm back in the Burbank and back to a mountain of catch up work at work.

I love love love hanging out with my nephew, Dylan. He is hilarious - to use Dylan's phrase, he's a "little whippersnapper". He had a plethura of funny things he said and did, but one line that made me laugh was when I came into the room he was in singing the end of "Raindrops Keep Falling On My Head", the line that says, "because I'm free, nothins worryin me" and Dylan said, "I don't know what song that is, but it's not freeing me". He's still sweet and adorable, but also sassy and funny. Love him.




I loved sitting in the Nigh living room listening to Jerad's stories again.

I loved hearing Alex's laugh again, reminiscing, and just generally being around her - she is and always will be one of my best friends - I would hang out with her every day, if I could.



I enjoyed going back in time to stay in my old house again: no cable, no computer, no A/C, but plenty of German sandwiches, Atari games (I still kick butt at TAZ), Viewmasters, and photo albums.

I loved seeing a couple dear old friends. I'm sad I didn't see Darci and her new baby and Liz - just was too quick a weekend.

I loved seeing my parents, I loved surprising my dad, I loved hearing my mom laugh. It was tough seeing my parents both in different states of hobbling, but I'm excited my dad is going to get a new hip this month and hopefully be pain free again. Other than his hip, he is in such amazing shape. He's still as sharp as a tac, as funny and punny as ever. It is crazy to think that he is 80, but I'm so grateful he is doing so well.





I missed Elizabeth, would have been nice to spend time with her too, hopefully, next time.

I love my family and I'm glad I had some one on one time with them. See ya later, SLC.

We're Twins

I don't know, but this made me laugh. I was looking through old paperdolls and coloring books online and saw this one. It just tickled me:

Poetry Friday

Sonnet XVII

I don't love you as if you were the salt-rose, topaz
or arrow of carnations that propagate fire:
I love you as certain dark things are loved,
secretly, between the shadow and the soul.

I love you as the plant that doesn't bloom and carries
hidden within itself the light of those flowers,
and thanks to your love, darkly in my body
lives the dense fragrance that rises from the earth.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where,
I love you simply, without problems or pride:
I love you in this way because I don't know any other way of loving

but this, in which there is no I or you,
so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand,
so intimate that when I fall asleep it is your eyes that close.

-Pablo Neruda


Now, that's a love poem. I love Neruda.

I mean, come on, that is adorable

Nine lives

I have a strange affinity for sports bloopers and animal survival stories. Here are a few animal stories from an msn article today.

Trip Down Gamery Lane

Yeah - I said Gamery Lane - didn't have time to come up with an awesome pun, sorry. This might be a crazy boring post to most, but it always blows my mind to see pictures of the things from my childhood - images that are so familiar, yet so distant.

We had a nook in the wall of the basement, which served as our play room, growing up. In this nook all the board games were kept. I remember staring at those shelves trying to decide which game to play; we had the basics: Monopoly (takes too long), Clue (need more people to play). Then we had the weird ones we never really played like the Uncle Wiggily game



or the Secret of Nimh game that I received as a gift, although I still have never seen that movie.

Once in a while we'd get out Waterworks - but I don't know if I ever quite got it (my drama teacher would later give me the nickname "Waterworks" in high school). I mean who came up with the idea to have a game about repairing leaky water pipes with miniature wrenches?


When I was by myself I would sometimes play Park and Shop - yeah all by myself, I'd play as two people.



When we felt ambitious we'd play Mystery Mansion - an awesome game where you put rooms of a mansion together and find hidden treasure.



Possibly Careers, although that could get long too.



My favorite games when I was a young kid were Husker Du and Candyland. I remember my Dad would play Candyland with me on his bed while he watched the evening news.

To this day one of my favorite games is Battleship. I loved the red and blue boxes, with the blue glassy screens.

Also on the game shelf sat Spirograph, where you could create a multitude of cool patterns.

One of the best things on the shelf were the Fashion Plates, belonging to my oldest sister. You picked a face, a torso, legs, and shoes. Then you could also pick from different patterns to give the clothes texture and finally you could color them. They were great, the girls were pretty. Perfect girl toy.





I was just going to have board game reflections today, but then I started thinking about the Atari games we played. One of the most exciting Christmas gifts we ever got was the Atari 2600. We all wanted it so much and we actually got it! We had/have a ton of games. I wish I could go home and play it tonight (but alas it's in Utah at my parents').

We had a lot of weird games that I never quite figured out like Riddle of the Sphinx




Sort of lame ones like Wabbit




But there were so many awesome games. Maybe my favorite is Maze Craze - it's simple, but so fun to race to that finish line and there were a billion different levels/variations.



There was Space Invaders - obviously




Jungle Hunt - sort of repetitive




Montezuma's Revenge - always got to a point where I couldn't figure out what else to do,




Asteroids




Vanguard




Berzerk




Sea Hunt




Enduro




Atlantis




Combat always made us laugh pretty hard - it was so much fun to continually blast people into oblivion - tanks or planes, either way.




Oh, man this next one was so weird - Sorcerer. The music from this game will be emblazened in my head for all time, I think. If you wanna hear it go here. Hearing that makes me laugh. That site is pretty fun - and you can hear and play a lot of the games, fyi. The sounds are seriously making me laugh like crazy.




I keep posting this and then finding more Atari games on this site that I totally forgot about and need to add, like Shark Attack, it was scary:




I strangely got really into the game Taz. You were the Tasmanian Devil and you had to not eat dynamite, but eat food - many different levels of different foods - I would spend a lot of time with that game - I would get so very far, until it sped up so very very fast.





Playstation, Nintendo, Xbox, Wii - none of them will ever take the place in my heart of the Atari 2600.

Good times.

What are some of your favorite gaming memories?