Until further notice, this smug photo of me in the Millenium Falcon is the go-to PR image for my obituary or any "local person does good" TV news stories. Thank you.
@VHUS_Podcast I don’t remember it very well, despite watching it repeatedly back then. But I can distinctly recall every photo from the Gore Zone article.
@ZweihanderRPG Back in sixth grade (‘86) one of my parents asked to sit in on our next D&D game, fearing we would “make a pact” or something. After an hour of watching they were all, “this game is stupid” and got up and left, never to mention it again.
So sad to hear about Fred Ward. When it came to battling underground worms I couldn’t have asked for a better partner. I will always remember chatting about his love of Django Reinhardt and jazz guitar during our long hot days in the high desert. Rest In Peace Fred.
Today, February 19, in 1998, hacker Trinity fends off two units of police officers and faces off with sinister sentient computer programs known as Agents (The Matrix, 1999)
@VHUS_Podcast Just the fact that Leatherface has to go fuel up every few kills is hilarious to me. Does he worry about running around too long with the chainsaw running? Does he have to keep gas cans nearby?
Back in ‘89, I was at a sci-fi convention, tearing through the hallways with my nerd friends. We accidentally slammed into people, and one frustrated man shouted, “BOYS!” We immediately froze in shame and apologized. That man was Dean Stockwell.