Not your ordinary “Action Figures”

It’s amazing how times have changed since I was a young boy.  Back in my time playing with the so-called boy “dolls” was done usually alone and in the confines in our room.  If we were caught with one in hand we had mental checklist to justify that it was merely a toy and not a “doll.”

I can now understand why the adults of that generation considered them dolls.  To them they looked like a Barbie doll in the guise of a superhero or soldier and it was used to role play.

The action figures of yesterday had only four stiff moving parts consisting of both arms and legs if you’re lucky…

And you really couldn’t pose them in a realistic fashion.  You almost also had to be a magician to get them to stand upright by themselves.  It was simple and did it’s job in entertaining us for hours on end.  We didn’t care if it got dirty or if it was missing an arm or leg.  It was cheap enough to go to the store to get another to replace it.

But the wonders of science changed all of that for the male generation. Technology had advanced to the point where stuff we once imagined was now a reality.  Growing up as a kid in the 21st century with the type of toys abound is simply mind-blowing.  The “boy dolls” were now know as “ACTION FIGURES”…doesn’t that sound more masculine.  And boys nowadays are proud to tote them about wherever they go.

The “action figures” in today’s society are TOTALLY INCREDIBLE!  Just take a gander at these:

They’re like sculptured works of art…don’t you think?  And the best ones have 26 or more points of articulation.

What does that mean?  Well, that enables you to pose them in more human like fashion.  It gives you the power to show them off in super cool action stances where they looked like they jumped out of the comic books and onto your floor.  It’s just AWESOME!

The only drawback to these type of action figures is that they’re quite expensive and is usually just meant to be displayed out of reach from young inquisitive and prying hands.

I for one tend not to remove them from the box.  WHAT?!  Yep, that’s right.  An action figure that is neither handled with human hands or displayed out in the open.  I guess it’s like my own personal Picasso that I keep locked away in storage; I relish in the thought that I own a priceless work of art only meant for my gaze.  One day I’ll remove them from the box and enjoy it in the manner it was designed for but until then I’ll just admire them from within the box and mentally list the poses that each one will be in.

Tribute to an old friend…

Around this time every year I always stop to be thankful for what I have and most grateful for but it’s also a time when I reflect on losing two beloved pets.  What’s so ironic is that I lost them years apart in the same month all due to old age.  It’s something that all pet owners wish won’t happen but will inevitably face.  Today I just want to pay tribute to my beloved dogs Ginger, Remy and Tigger.

“My Friend, today you’ve left a space in my heart…a void that not anyone can make.  To do this one has to unselfishly give of one’s self.  You did just that and more.  You gave yourself freely, shown your love openly and unbiased, gave your ear for someone to bend and comforted a cold and lonely body.  With your warmth and tenderness, your companionship is unmatched and your heart is forever captured.  Right here in my private treasure chest…where your love is kept safe…until it is ready to be freely shared to the one who is worth and unselfish.  The one who will learn as well as accept the gift of unconditional love.  But until that time comes, my heart will not be whole…for the space that was left will be a most tremendous task to fill.  Because the love that I’ve received is but one of a kind…that is unique only to you…My Friend.”

 

Cartoons…not just for kids anymore.

We all remember our childhood days when we would sit in front of the TV engrossed in our favorite cartoon show.  For some of us, Saturday mornings was purely reserved for our cartoon viewing pleasure; we endured a tortuous week of school and homework just to make it to that holiest of days.  Hanna-Barbera 2
This is what I grew up watching.  Back then cartoons were just that…cartoons.  The drawings were elementary and colorful; the movement very nuts and bolts; the plot safe and mundane.  It’s nature by design was targeted for kids.  And that was okay by my standards.  Any adult caught watching this would a strange sight…well can you imagine your parents watching this for enjoyment.

As I grew a little older, I felt a little out of place watching this.  You kind of knew where most of the story was going and all the characters wore the same outfits.  It’s like they had a lifetime supply of the same clothes.  Luckily for me cartoons started to change a bit.  They ventured into more action, sci-fi and comic book type of things.
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This fantasy, sci-fi cartoon was simply out of this world. Not to mention, seeing comic book characters finally on-screen. It was pure ecstasy seeing cartoons geared for the older child. The drawings and motion were still a bit rudimentary and the plot very simple and safe.  But that was okay.  It captured my attention and held it for hours on end.

After awhile these new type of cartoons just didn’t capture my attention.  I was just growing up and these cartoons started to feel childish again.  I felt embarrassed if any adult stumbled upon me watching this; it felt as if your best friend caught you in the act of watching Sesame Street.  Not that there’s anything wrong with Sesame Street, it’s just meant for a different age bracket.

For the longest time cartoons became homogenous in drawing and plot.  As I got into college I got turned onto “anime”.  When I saw this, it completely blew my mind. This was cartoons but on steroids and meant for the older crowd.

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The drawings were like works of art and the plots more complex in nature.  The movements of the characters were more fluid in motion and realistic. It was fantastical in nature, action packed and engaging.

It’s as if my whole life of watching cartoons as a kid was gearing me up for anime.  I no longer felt ashamed of watching this; I would be totally oblivious to any adult entering the room.  I was reliving my childhood again but in an adult way.  Yes it’s still cartoons…but it’s done in a sophisticated and craftful manner.

Whenever I have some spare time, I would go onto the internet and catch up on the latest anime series that captures my attention.  My kids are even entranced with it and think I’m cool for sharing an interest in anime with them.  It’s purely an escape for me when I’m tired of regular TV viewing.  All I can say is that thank God for “anime”…it “TOTALLY ROCKS!”

Things that go “bump” in the night

Well, it’s that time of the year…halloween clip art 2

Yep…Halloween.  A time where kids dress up and go “trick or treating” for candy; as for the adults, we dress up and validate it as “cosplay” and relive our childhood once again. Halloween was always something that I looked forward to as a child, but once I grew older it just didn’t appeal to me as much.  I just brushed it off as another day and knew that it would soon be Thanksgiving.  I’ve never took stock in the supernatural even though I’ve heard many “stories”, granted they were all secondhand or in most cases fifth or sixth hand.

Back in college, me and a host of my friends tried to make an attempt to see if any of what we heard was true.  But unfortunately, nothing came to pass and we just brushed it off as a whole lot of bunk.

When reality TV started up and shows featuring paranormal investigators popped on the tube, I watched with skepticism and knew it was more of an entertainment value on my end.  This went on for 10 plus years and I was beginning to grow a bit tired of the “same old” scenes.  That is until two years ago.

It was a normal night and I had gone to bed; a trip to the bathroom awoke me from my slumber.  It was about 230 in the morning and I scanned the clock on my nightstand.  I trudged out of bed and sluggishly made my way down the hall to the bathroom.  The motion sensor light, installed in our hallway so that we could make a safe passage to the bathroom in our half asleep state, triggered.  I made my way down and passed the living room.

Out of the corner of my eye this is what I had saw…Shadow figure
Seeing this stopped me in my tracks.  I immediately thought it was an intruder that had broken into my home, so I switched on the living room lights and readied myself.  Nobody.  My mind was inundated with all thoughts of what I could have possibly seen.  I didn’t want to admit that it was a “ghost” of some sort.  I went about my business and went back to bed.  The next day I had told my wife of this incident and she just chalked it to the drowsy state my mind was in.  Sounded reasonable.  And that was that.

A few weeks later, it was a normal night and my son was having a hard time sleeping.  As a doting father, I offered to lay next to him until he went to sleep.  Well, one thing led to another and I had drifted off to sleep.

Something poking the arch of my left foot awoke me; it happened several more times.  It felt as if someone’s finger was forcibly pushed into my arch over and over and over.  It was strange nonetheless and I assumed it was my little Yorkshire Terrier trying to get my attention so that I could lift him onto the bed.  To my shock, my little Yorkie was laying sound asleep in between me and my son.

A chill ran down my back, you know the kind you get when all the hairs on your body stand on its end and you get that unusual “tingle” all throughout.  I just froze and didn’t know what to do.  Thoughts of the supernatural crept into my somnolent mind; didn’t want to look towards my foot for fear of seeing that shadow apparition.  First thing that popped in my head…say a prayer.  The power of prayer should get me out of this mess.  I said every prayer that I knew from all those years of going to catholic school and church.

That calmed me for a moment but I was still a bit startled.  I checked the clock on my son’s nightstand and it read “2:30am.”  WHAT?!  Was this coincidence?  At that point I didn’t care, I summoned up what little courage I had and hopped out of bed to turn on the lights.  Nobody.  Nothing.  Safe to say, I had a hard time going back to sleep after that.

I told my wife of this but she again felt that I was just dreaming the whole thing up.  Since that time, whenever I was up alone at night and had to traverse about the house, I would flip the switch of every room if it meant getting me to my destination in the light.

Suffice to say nothing has happened since then and I’m am now back to watching those reality shows on the paranormal with greater interest knowing that something “unexplainable” happened to me.

I went from seeing ghosts like this…ghost 1

to this…Ghost 2

In a way I hope to encounter another paranormal experience but yet not.

Strolling down memory lane.

It’s funny how a person, place or thing will trigger memories of long ago; most of us will reminisce the best or worst part of that experience and revel at the fact of how we’ve improved from that moment in time.  We all at some point in our lives will stroll down memory lane, not because we have to but because it’s an inherent trait in us as humans.  The reason why I bring this up is because my family and I stopped by Ala Moana Shopping Center last night and for once I was totally clueless as to what stores were left from my childhood.  It used to be you’d pull up the ramp into the parking lot and you could see the stores but now you almost need a map to maneuver your way around the center.  As we strolled about the place, the pantheon of glitzy and glamorous stores there were staggering.  The sight of “local” people hanging out had now been replaced by the cornucopia of tourists from various countries scuttling about like busy bees.  Being in the middle of this mob, I couldn’t help but be flustered.

What happened to the good ‘ole days where Ala Moana Shopping Center looked like this:  AlaMoana3

As we passed store after store, a sense of nostalgia crept into my somnolent mind.

“Damn, I really missed this place.”  AlaMoana8

“Didn’t there used to be that big ‘artsy’ stuff here?”  AlaMoana1

“Wasn’t there a sand place here?”  AlaMoana4 

 “There had to be a Woolworth’s here right?”  AlaMoana7

“I remember shopping here for my clothes.”  AlaMoana6

“Didn’t we have a cooler more inviting koi pond structure here?” AlaMoana2

I was questioning myself, searching every image that I could find in the recess of my vast memory vault as if to piece together some mythical place that only a few select were given access to.  I know change is inevitable but sometimes it can be detrimental as well.  What was once my haven had now become something unrecognizable; something I now avoid like the plague.  The sense of everything “local” had now become a multi-million dollar conglomerate catering to the tourist…SIGH.  But alas, that’s just my personal view…or wanton need to cling to my childhood past.  Although unsettling, it was truly great to walk down memory lane and see how Ala Moana Shopping Center was in my mind’s eye.

Our family now goes to Kahala Mall KahalaMall6

where the “localness” still exists;

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hopefully this’ll be the place where my children can add favorable memories to their “nostalgic vault”, I know that I’ve added it to mine.

TV viewing…24/7…365 a year

It’s so strange that TV viewing is on 24 hours a day, seven days a week, 365 a year. Basically it’s the norm of our society.  If we don’t like something we see, a simple click of the remote control helps us to peruse the several hundreds of channels our cable company or satellite dish has to offer.  Who would’ve thought that technology advanced to the point where we can watch TV at all hours of the day.  I often contemplate what would have been if this was available to us forty years ago.  If I grew up with this type of TV viewing would I still be the same person as I am now?  And if this was available way back when, just think how much more advanced TV viewing would be at the present.  Completely mind-boggling.  I’m glad at the fact that I grew up at a time when there were only three channels to watch on a black and white TV screen that had sign on and sign off times.  It made me appreciate what I have now and the experience of seeing the evolution of TV is priceless.  I try to explain this to my children but the concept of even a black and white TV has their mouth agape with a dumbfounded stare to boot.  I like how TV viewing is progressing and can’t wait to see what the next thirty to forty years will produce.  Now if we can just get a flying car produced during my lifetime, I’ll be most happy.

“Jack of all trades, master of none”

It’s a wonder that everyone, and I mean everyone, is knowledgeable about a variety of things yet not a true expert on all of it. I’m not talking about math or science or history or even english, I’m talking about the everyday things like plumbing, electrical, carpentry, auto mechanics, computers, pets, movies, comics, books.  The stuff that we deal with day in and day out.  Sure we know just a little bit about these things just to get by but we’re not completely and precisely well read on it.  And why should we?  If we know the right amount to get us through whatever we’re going through then that’s fine.  Me, I like the idea of knowing just enough to carry on a conversation but not to the point where I need to know everything to write a dissertation.  What’s interesting about me is I like learning new things even if it’s just a small portion, but I noticed that I tend to try to learn the most inane things…especially from movies.  I learned to roll coins between my fingers because it looked cool when Val Kilmer did it in “Real Genius“.  I learned to open a Zippo lighter very stylish like how George Clooney took out his lighter in “Out of Sight” and even learned how to do hat tricks like the way Andrew McCarthy did in “Mannequin“.  The “Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles“, the old version and not the remake, taught me how to twirt a nunchaku in a way that I’ve never seen in all my martial arts training.  The point is, we all say the phrase, “Jack of all trades, master of none” like it’s a derogatory thing but the truth of the matter is that it’s great.  It shows us that we are all willing to be enlightened on a cornucopia of subjects and not limited to one thing.  There’s a whole world out there that we don’t know about and it’s good that we’re trying to explore it a little at at time.

Time for a change, but will it be for the better?

Change is inevitable, that’s a fact of life. Some are for the better and others for the worse. With so many changes occurring in our lives you would’ve thought we’d be used to it by now. I for one should be more accepting of change. I grew up in a time when I saw the evolution of video games going from Pong, to Donkey Kong and finally to Batman Arkham Knight. The game systems went from Atari, to Sega, to Dreamcast, to Nintendo, to XBOX One and PS4. I grew up in a time where I watched TV on a black and white screen and then to color, tv tube transistors to flat screen, from three network tv stations to thousands on cable, sign on/sign off to 24 hour viewing. Phones went from rotary, to buttons, to cell phones and to finally Apple watches. I even saw the evolution of computers on a grand scale, from the big clunky Texas Instruments model on down to the ultra thin HP and Apple laptops. With so many changes I’ve witnessed, you’d think I’d be used to it by now. But I’m still like everyone else when it comes to change. I’m apprehensive about it because of all the unknowns that come with it. We all like to be in control on some facet of the changes that occur to us but most of the time we just have to let the dices roll. The reason I’m talking about this is because I’m going through a change at the moment that will impact my life. Yeah I’m scared but I’m way more energized and encouraged at the endless possibilities that may come from it. For me it’s not a question of “if I should make the change” but more of “how soon can this change take effect.”  For the first time in my life, I welcome the chance for a change regardless of the outcome; I think that when life presents you with opportunities and your intuition urges you to seize them then you’d better listen. So with my faith in God, here’s to more future opportunities to come and hopefully a change for the better.

We don’t choose our pets, they choose us.

When a family decides it’s time to bring a pet into the mix, the energy and excitement levels go through the roof. We try to figure out what type of pet that we want, a dog, a cat, a bird, etc… Once we determine that, then we go into breeds; all of a sudden we become top notch researchers and read up on all the possible breeds that interest us. We take into account, the size, temperament, ailments just to name a few. We look at all sorts of pictures on the internet and in books and even go out of our way to try and meet people that own the pet that we are looking to buy. But when all is said and done, this is all for naught. In reality, when we go to the pet store, pet show or pet swap meet, our eyes initially train on the breed we want but suddenly get pulled in every which way. We get bombarded with other various breeds along the way and all that research goes down the drain; I’ll even wager that every family member will be drawn to a different breed that somehow piques their interest.

Eventually there is one breed that all the family members can agree upon and that is the one that instantly catches our hearts. It’s a feeling you can’t describe; we all see something special and we know that this is the “one” for our family. Now did we initially go looking for a new pet? Yes. Did we do our homework before acting? Yes. Did we go with the intention of purchasing our intended pet? Yes. But what it all boils down to is that the pets are really shopping for new owner to love and care for. They put on a show for the family that they feel best matches their personality. They are the ones doing the shopping, not us. photo (5) So when you think about it, when you really think about it…we don’t choose our pets, they choose us.

“Leap!” before you look.

In this day and age we all tend to be cautious; we’re hesitant on trying new things, splurging on the stuff we want or letting loose and being silly. Let’s face it, most of us “play it safe” and that’s okay, but I’ve learned that sometimes you just gotta take a “leap” of faith and dive into the unknown. The phrase “Look before you leap” was stricken from my somnolent memory, that was in auto-cruise mode driving down the freeway of life, and replaced with “Take a leap of faith, who cares what happens.” Etching this new motto into my subconscious was extremely liberating; I soon realized that the results could yield unseen rewards or terrible outcomes but that’s the dice I roll. Being content was not a way of living for me, it felt like I was dying inside. There’s too much out there that’s yet to be explored and the only way I could become alive again was to jump into that mysterious abyss and see where I end up. I was reluctant to make this move but my inner gut was the driving force that helped me go forward. I liked the fact that the steps that I’ve taken this year to better my life, my career and my family is out of my hands. Placing my trust in God and seeing where He takes me is truly invigorating and quite frankly scary as hell (no pun intended). So far there’s been a snowball of activity occurring when I least expected it; and it’s all positive. Now hopefully the rewards will produce the desired outcome. Life’s just way too short and full of unpredictability; I took a chance, will you?