In my debut episode, I break down Inception …
In this episode we compare Super Mario World USA and Super Mario Japan. as a added bonus we also uncovered some beta stuff that was left in the game. …
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Todd, GameIndustry.com Who will win Sunday’s Epic Game? Let’s go to the simulation!!!! …
the first part of Lazarus’s valentines day reviews.
A-ha! I knew if I mentioned posting this entry the next night, it wouldn’t happen. Sorry ’bout that, lads, I instead used that time to write up a detailed list of site improvement suggestions. So I was still being productive! Who are you to say that I wasn’t? HM? Yeah, that’s what I thought. Punk. Go back to your Naruto.
After you read this, I mean.
So, it’s time to see who’s ready to turn in their food. Nobody can remember who was first, so CK volunteers us. I cringe. First is not the way to go. Especially with those golden 4’s on the line. Everybody’s going to hold onto those, no matter how good we are. And they’ll only remember everything they taste after as better. This is how physics works.
Granted, I found out later that only one 4 was given out (and no 0’s), but still. It wasn’t given out to us. That’s the important part to remember.
So we had switched up our entrée and appetizer. We decided ahead of time that the breakfast item would work much better if it was served first, with the noodle muck following that, and the dessert+drink bringing up the rear. CK takes the newly appointed appetizer to the front and sets it down in front of the judges. They handed him a mic to tell them and the audience what it was and what it was made of. He ran down the ingredients, and ended his speech with, “I like to call it… breakfast.” Saying that last part like sort of a verbal shrug, implying that the name was obvious.
One of the judges made a joke about giving him a 1 for, um. Whatever category the name fell under. And it became clear pretty quick that the name WAS important. It was either originality, or presentation. I think. So the judges begin to sample it, first asking for utensils, but then deciding that it’s finger food and picking it up. They certainly seemed to enjoy it. Well, Mr. Kikuta didn’t seem so pleased, if memory serves me right. But the others thought it came out well. Something to be proud of. Either Brandon or Brendon asked again what the name was, and I immediately turned to CK and said, “Don’t say ‘Breakfast.'”
In actuality, we had come up with a name for it earlier while we were still preparing everything. But for the life of us, we just couldn’t remember what the hell that name was. So he told them “One-Shot Breakfast.”
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Now we get to the meat and potatoes of this story. Or well, the bacon and noodles. Whatever. Bacon’s meat. I’m sure something we used may have had some potato in it. You don’t know.
We had a plan going into this. Don’t take us for unprepared loons. Of course, plan or not, unprepared loons are exactly what N1NJ4 and I wound up being. We had planned out the entrée and the dessert, while agreeing that whatever the secret ingredients turned out to be, they would probably screw absolutely everything up. CK, of course, was not caught offguard. He set straight to work on his entrée which started off as
something that I cannot tell you the name of because I’ve been trying to figure it out for like twenty goddamn minutes and I feel like my head might pop like a zit. And not in the hilarious Animal House way. a sort of Monte Cristo.
So anyways, both CK and my dad had had this idea to make a
thing by some name Monte Cristo, and that’s what we started with. And then I decided we should combine the milk and the instant coffee together and soak it into the toast because when you do that with cocoa it’s delicious. So what the idea became was this: He’d cook the toast and soak it in the coffee mix (or vice versa, I was never all that clear on the process), then cook the eggs on top of that and top the whole thing with bacon.
Meanwhile, our idea for the appetizer basically boiled down to doing something involving the Tostitos. Since I usually come up with the crazy things I make at home on the fly (and they tend to wind up pretty good), I figured, oh what the hell.
So the Gamer Iron Chef kicks off and CK goes to work on the toast and I’m left standing there without a clue in the world as to what to do. CK instructed me and N1NJ4 to make the dessert drink awhile (no slash, as it was both), but in the interests of keeping it cold, I decided to hold off on that for awhile. So I sort of stood there looking around trying to figure out something. Anything. I started just getting food and beginning projects with no intentions yet of using any of them. I dumped the box of macaroni into a bowl, and then never used it or even touched it again for the rest of the competition.
We’ll continue Deus Ex with one of my favorite parts of the game! We’ve been captured by Gunther Hermann and Anna Navarre, and now we have to escape from our cell. There’s just one small problem: we’ve lost our inventory! It looks like it’s time to get it back – by force! We’ll start with Part 9!
PART 9B: http://blip.tv/file/4252569
PART 10: http://blip.tv/file/4255741
PART 11: http://blip.tv/file/4259110
PART 12A: http://blip.tv/file/4264203
PART 12B: http://blip.tv/file/4264269
PART 13A: http://blip.tv/file/4268099
PART 13B: http://blip.tv/file/4268249
PART 14A: http://blip.tv/file/4274271
PART 14B: http://blip.tv/file/4274345
PART 15: http://blip.tv/file/4278294
PART 16: http://blip.tv/file/4282662