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25 Years Of Awesome

Happy 25th birth­day to The Leg­end of Zelda!

I wore my Zelda hoodie to work today to cel­e­brate. :)

Zelda is def­i­nitely my favorite con­sole video game series ever, and pretty damn close to being my favorite game series ever. Check out this one glo­ri­ous paint­ing encap­su­lat­ing all the awe­some­ness of 25 years at once:

(from Pixiv​.net. The light­box pop-​up does not do it jus­tice, so please right-​click open in new tab to see it at its full size glory.)

Oh, and here’s a cheat sheet for those of you try­ing to name every­one. And a video of the mak­ing of the painting:

This makes me think about pick­ing up a Wii again so I can play Sky­ward Sword. For now, though, maybe it’s time for a run-​through of the original.

When We Were Young

So today, I was wait­ing for my uncle to work, and hopped onto the down­stairs com­puter after hav­ing break­fast. Saw on Comcast’s por­tal that there was a health sec­tion with a spe­cial on Botox. Specif­i­cally, two of the arti­cles were “Can Botox cause brain dam­age?” and “Can Botox kill?”

The answer to both of these ques­tions is a resound­ing “YES!” Botox is a neu­ro­toxin. It is from the bot­u­lism dis­ease that plagued the food indus­try in the last cen­tury, and it works by block­ing neu­ro­mus­cu­lar sig­nals. Amer­ica devel­oped it as a chem­i­cal weapon (Agent X) in WWII. We found a vial of it in Iraq dur­ing the war. (Bush’s WMD… Sad­dam claimed they had enough to kill the entire pop­u­la­tion of Earth, but we never found that much.) One gram of pure toxin, prop­erly dis­persed, can kill one mil­lion people.

Why would you pay huge sums of cash to have that injected into you? To remove a few wrin­kles or to sweat less? (And actu­ally, it doesn’t remove wrin­kles that well, Botox is bet­ter as a pre­ven­ta­tive mea­sure.) I guess “dying young” is more pop­u­lar than ever. And more literal.

Give It Away

How do you pack up your life into two checked bags and a carry-​on?

Pack-​rat genes run in my fam­ily, so it’s par­tic­u­larly hard for me. I went around Davis yes­ter­day look­ing for a big card­board box to use, but I couldn’t find a good size one, so I went crazy and got a thirty gal­lon plas­tic tub from Wal­mart. The plan is that the desk­top and Wii go in there, padded by clothes. Then I pack my biggest duf­fel bag with more clothes. And the lap­top and a few books go into the backpack.

And that’s it of my old life. At least for a while. I might have some stuff shipped over later.