In this episode we spoke about:

• Paying to pay online
• Cars!  Well...kinda
• Good/Bad movie ideas

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Wow.  Decisions, decisions.  What a tough call.  To be perfectly honest, I’m sick of the whole thing.  The thought of it makes me feel sick to my stomach, like when you accidentally swallow snot.  But, to be fair, let’s put it to a test and try to be civilized about the matter.  First, you’ve got Edward who is so drawn to Bella cause of her “aroma,” let’s say.  Edward, the troubled teenage (yeah right) boy with a past.  And then you have Jacob, the stalwart werewolf protector.  Jacob’s always waiting in the wings, trying desperately to show Bella that “wolfman’s got nards.”  Tough choice. *snicker*  Instead of looking at who should she choose, let’s look at what would we choose. 

After all, this is the eternal struggle for true horror fans, right?  Would you rather be a vampire, an unholy creature of the night, or a werewolf, a cursed creature controlled by the cycle of the moon?  I guess the only thing we can do is break it down and weigh the pros and cons.  Let’s start with the Vampires. 

Well, the biggest plus is eternal life, right?  Really, who wouldn’t like that?  So you have to drink blood.  That might not be so bad.  Maybe it’s an acquired taste, like beer.  I mean, look at all the vampires in movies – they seem to always get a rush or high when they sink their teeth into some poor sap’s neck. 

Then you’ve got the hypnosis, mind control thing.  Come on.  Pretty sweet. 

Shape shifting.  Bats, rats, wolves and small dogs, and in some legends, mist.  Zhang yo! 

Super strength and flight.  Superpowers anyone? 

So, our cons.  First off, theirs the whole being cursed and in abomination in God’s eyes.  Yeah, pretty big drawback in case you do get staked, or accidentally walk out into the midday sun.  You’re pretty much going to hell, and those special abilities ain’t coming with you. 

Then there’s the feeding, which  means you might have to kill some people to stay alive.  Either that or go the animal blood route.  Honestly, I can think of quite a few people that are just sucking up oxygen the rest of us may have to use one day.  Might not really be so bad.  Wild Kingdom, survival of the fittest.  Dun-dun-dun-dun-dun da-da dun-da-dun da-da-dun. 

Having to avoid the sunlight?  If this is really a concern for you, then you should’ve have stopped reading at “Wow, decisions decisions.” 

Let’s look at some cool vampires in movies:   

We’ve got David and the crew from The Lost Boys.  Pretty cool.  I mean they were cool even if they hadn’t been vampires.  Hell, even Bill S. Preston, Esq looked cool. 

Jerry Dandridge from Fright Night. (The original, not the upcoming remake.)  He’s like the Billy Dee Williams of vampires.  Smooth. 

Dracula, from the character setting book/movie itself Bram Stoker’s Dracula.  Victorian cool.  Old school Goth personified. 

Santanico Pandemonium of From Dusk Till Dawn.  Tell me you wouldn’t let her suck your… blood. 

Ok, now Werewolves: 

So the biggest pro on this side is, your life is fairly normal most of the time, save for a few days during your moon-strual cycle.  Sunlight?  No problem.  Getting staked in the heart?  Is it a silver stake?  No?  Next! 

Until you get some, figurative, hair on your balls, you’re a little out of control during that full moon period.  Yeah, you could be attacking just about anyone.  So much for have close friends for the first couple of years. 

Nigh invulnerable with the exception of silver.  Ehh, that one’s kinda iffy.  I still say dynamite will do the job, but who really knows.  Bottom line, if it ain’t silver, it ain’t stopping you. 

What else?  Well, that’s kinda it for the cool points. 

The bad, well, you’re only wolfing out a few days during each month; unless you’re a much older werewolf and can change back and forth at will – stronger during the full moon.  Why’s this so bad?  Day jobs.  Unfortunately, you still have to go to work and earn a living.  Unlike vampires, we still have things to fear, like prison.  Vamps can get out of jail with no problem.  Werewolves, not so much.  Plus, imagine what would happen during that first full moon in the joint?  Yeah, not a pretty picture.  Oh, a werewolf in prison movie.  I kinda like that idea.  MINE!  You can’t have it!  Ooh, werewolf on a plane.  Transcontinental flight.  A guy wolfs out.  “That’s it!  I have had it with these motherfucking werewolves, on this motherfucking plane!”  Moving on. 

The werewolf transformation never appears to be painless.  Excruciating seems to come to mind.  And long.  It seems like it usually takes about 5 to 10 minutes to fully transform.  That’s a long time to be in that kind of pain.  And it’s not like you’re going to forget or get used to it.  Muscles and bones stretching, teeth and jaw realigning.  Not fun. 

Here’s a good question, what are you going to do in your wolf form?  Just run around, biting people and howling?  Sure it would be fun to stalk animals mano-y-mano the first 5 or 6 times you did it, but after awhile I think it would get boring. 

So, some cool werewolves from movies: 

The Scottish werewolves from Dog Soldiers.  After eating haggis, human flesh can’t be that bad.  These guys were tough, smart, resourceful and strong.  It took an explosion at dawn to take them down, and that was after tearing through an elite military unit and a regular platoon. 

Will Randall from Wolf.  As if Jack Nicholson could ever be uncool.  But the biggest change was in his human form, more self assured and confident.  Take no shit attitude.  I can groove on that. 

The werewolves of the Howling.  Again, we have werewolves that aren’t completely animalistic and instinctual.  They have some higher brain functions and wits about them.  Plus, you might get to nail a young Sybil Danning.  Double, zhang yo. 

Lawrence Talbot, the Wolfman.  There’s something about a werewolf in ripped clothing on the prowl that just howls cool. 

David Kessler, the hapless tourist in An American Werewolf In London.  Ok, so he’s more tragic than cool, but his transformation was cool.  That goes back to the cons, though.  Still, he was one tough, bad ass wolf. 

So, which one do you choose?  Well not so fast, cause we’ve got one more surprise for you.  In the Twilight-verse, vamps have no fear of sunlight and they sparkle and look real gay.  I mean real gay.  Makes Lestat look like rocker Tommy Lee, gay.  To borrow a page from Seinfeld:  “Not that there’s anything wrong with that.”  Unless of course, you’re not gay.  Then of course, to cover your identity, you have to go to high school… forever.  Now, I know what you’re thinking, hot high school chicks.  That was my first thought too, but then I remember being a big geek in high school and how much I hated it.  Those three years dragged on forever, and I’m not immortal.  Ahh, no thanks. 

As for the werewolves, well before you start jumping on the bandwagon, there aren’t any werewolves in the Twilight-verse.  Yes, they have people who can turn into wolves, but that’s all they do, turn into wolves.  A werewolf needs an in between man/wolf stage.  Without that, you’re not a werewolf, you’re a shape changer.  Granted, David Kessler did go wolf, but he was a big honking ass wolf, not Snake Eye’s companion.  So, unless you like going walk-sies, you might want to think again. 

I don’t know what these guys are, but they not my idea of a vampire or a werewolf.  I’d rather be George Hamilton’s vampire from Love At First Bite, than Edward.  Love At First Bite, a vampire with a rich tan.  Yes, I just said a vampire with a deep bronze tan.  Hell, I’d even take Michael J Fox from Teen Wolf over Jacob the pet.  You know what, I’d even go so far as being Jason Bateman from Teen Wolf, Too, than be him. 

Hey, remember that episode of The Real Ghostbusters:” No One Comes To Lupusville” where the vampires and werewolves were fighting?  The vamps bit the wolves, and the wolves bit the vamps, and they all started turning into were-vampires.  Can you imagine that in the twilight-verse, with a bunch of sparkling wolves? Ragnarok. 

Team Edward or Team Jacob?

Damn, being human never looked so good!

• Movies! (The Expendables, Star Wars, 3D Movies)
• More Netflix conversations
• Lots of hardware discussion
• MMO Addictions

 
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After much deliberation I finally filed my paperwork to obtain a concealed weapon permit ("CWP") for the state of Virginia.  It wasn’t a decision I made lightly, there were many different points to consider, but in the end I decided to do it.  I took a half day from work about a month ago and turned in the paperwork and the next day at work I shared the news with my coworkers.  Some of the guys I work with either already had their CWP, or have been meaning to get it but haven’t yet.  During all of the talk about getting the permit and actually obtaining a conceal carry weapon I actually had a few people that were against the idea.  On several occasions I spoke with these people and they voiced their concerns and opinions on the subject, the main one being why did I need a CWP?

One of my coworkers came up to me and asked "Why do you need your concealed weapons permit and a gun, do you think Ninjas are going to jump out and attack you?  I would like to be clear that I already own several handguns and rifles; my intent is to carry a weapon concealed when in public.  So I guess lets answer the question...why do I want my CWP?

Threat of attack

Are Ninjas really going to drop from the ceiling and attack?  Probably not, even if they did attack me I would hope that they are good enough that I would never see it coming.  On a serious note though, you never know when shit could go down.  It’s not about breaking bad and defending myself from attackers like a cheap action movie; it’s about keeping me safe.  It’s about keeping my wife and son safe.  It’s about being able to defend myself against the asshole that wants to hurt me or someone I am with late at night. 

It’s my right

The state of Virginia says that a person can carry a firearm in a concealed manner as long as they meet certain requirements and have the permit.  There is a little bit more fine print but otherwise it is very simple.  That is my right as a citizen of the state.  The big thing with citizens and gun rights is following the law.  Lobbyists love to say that obtaining a gun is too easy and that when a person carries a gun they are just going to shoot everyone but in reality those that are following the laws are usually not the ones causing problems.  The fact is that "Pookie" the crack dealing pimp is going to get his "piece" any way he can, he is the dangerous one; Joe Normal Guy, the one following the law, the one who filled out his paperwork and have everything registered in his name isn’t the one you need to be worried about.

I paid for it

I’ll admit, compared to the past 2 points this one is weak.  You see, to submit your paperwork and get it processed in the circuit court you have to pay a $50 dollar fee.  As I stated before, I have a couple of friends that already have their permit but don’t carry…ever!  If you go through all of the paper work and pay the fee to obtain the permit, why not carry a firearm?

Obtaining a conceal weapon permit and carrying a firearm is a big responsibility.  The state that I live in gives me the right to obtain a permit as long as I am qualified to get one and pay for the fee.  Carrying a firearm gives me the ability to protect myself and others around me if the need arises.  As long as a citizen carries a firearm in a responsible manner and is safe in doing so, there is no harm.

To better illustrate my point, here is a great video that I found on YouTube, I don’t think I could have said it better:

• Netflix (And Blockbuster)
• Starcraft II and the Battle.net system
• Quake Con and John Carmack's twitter account
• Weird movies
• The Fifth Element

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Would be listeners, I'll be the first to admit that the show needs some work.  The room that we were in caused a lot of reverb and we rambled on a little.  Expect the show to improve...eventually!

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Chocolate Brown

Jerale’s Rant

So, I was at this book store in the mall – well, it’s not fair to the other bookstores in existence to refer to this place as a book store just because they sell books.  I mean, Wal-Mart sells band-aids, but I wouldn’t call them a hospital.  The place is more like a flea market of books with some new and some slightly damaged, maybe.  I don’t know.  The point is, I went there to look at their graphic novels which are fairly cheap.  The last time I bought some there, which also happened to be the first time, I got my books home to find a sensor tags stuck right in the middle of one.  Not placed, but stuck, to the fuckin’ page, blocking out an entire panel.  Yeah, that’s genius.  Dumbass! 

So, I’m listening to this guy try and sell some other guy on the Marvel Ultimate comic line, talking up Ultimate Iron Man and Orson Scott Card.  Then he starts talking about Spider-man Brand New Day.  I listen, but I don’t say anything.  The conversation turns briefly to Black Panther.  I’m quite the fan of Prince T’challa, but still I remain silent.  Understand, that I knew before going into the place that they probably weren’t going to have what I was looking for, but you never know.  After the sales guy is done trying to push his wares on Joe Schmoe, he turns to me.  For those of you that don’t know, I rank pretty high on the geek scale.  Because I have kissed a girl, had a girlfriend, and have had sex with a live partner of the same species and opposite sex, the coveted title of Emperor Geek will forever elude me, but just so you know it was touch and go there for a few years.  And I almost got the title, too.  Ba-dum-bum.  Point is, I had listened to this guy prattle on with what little knowledge he knew, and didn’t try to put him in his place.  Was it a bad thing that he wasn’t full geek?  No, but to pretend that he knew more than he did, and tried to fake the funk just because he heard somebody else talk about it and had flipped through a funny book or two while taking a shit in the store bathroom doesn’t give you the right to try and step into ring. 

But, I was cool.  I didn’t say anything, until he put his dick in his mouth.  That’s when I had to put on the spectacles, hitch up my pants, and call upon the power of the Tri-Lams.  If any of you fellow geeks out there felt a large shift in the universe on Sunday at around 5:30pm, as if a million comic fakers cried out at once and were suddenly silenced… that was me. 

What did he do?  He asked me what I was looking for.  Yeah, I know.  How dare he.  So, I broke it down nice and easy, I started off by saying that what I was looking for was much older and I was certain they wouldn’t have it, but you never know when something will get a new printing.  All I wanted was a copy of The Infinity Gauntlet.  I was hoping that they had released one that had Thanos Quest compiled, too, but wasn’t asking for miracles.  He asked me what company was that by?  ARE YOU FUCKIN’ KIDDING ME?!  WHAT COMPANY IS IT BY?  Marvel, I said calmly.  He said it must be real old ‘cause he’d never heard about it.  FAKER! So I replied that I have the whole thing, but with the new Thor movie coming out and the Infinity Gauntlet having some role in it, maybe a small one, I was trying to get a copy to let someone borrow.  He replied, “Yeah, we don’t have much Thor.”  MOTHERFUCKER DID I SAY I WAS LOOKING FOR THOR?  I SAID IT WAS IN THE MOVIE, I DIDN’T SAY IT WAS A THOR COMIC! 

 I corrected, him, and continued on.  Knowing that he knew nothing like the German guard on Hogan’s Heroes (Hogan’s Heroes.  Note to self: need to get video camera back from James), I pressed his ignorance.  I mentioned that I’d like to get the issues of Silver Surfer that led up to The Infinity Gauntlet.  Clueless.  I quickly explained that the story was slowly built up over 12 issues of Silver Surfer.  So, not realizing that he has no dog in this fight, he offers me the B&W Essential Silver Surfer collection with stories from the 60’s and 70’s.  Really?  That would be like me offering a slingshot to a soldier.  He would have been better off just standing there in silence and vogueing to music that only he could hear.  At least then I would have thought he was just crazy, and not fucking stupid.  The absolute worst part about it, was that he didn’t know he had been beaten, like the Black Knight from Monty Python.  He stilled tried to talk game to me like he was on my level.  Give it up dude.  Either read, or don’t, but don’t pretend.  The funniest thing about it all, was that I didn’t have to do anything except let him run his mouth. 

I may be a card carrying geek, but at least I’m not a frontin’ fool.

Disclaimer:  The views represented by Jerale do not reflect those of Raptorface or its other contributing writers.  They should, because what Jerale says important and should be agreed upon by everyone. 

            Welcome to Chilly Snowball’s Bad Movie reviews.  First a little explanation.  About two weeks ago, James, Chris, and I were at Chris’ house playing games and watching movies.  Frustrated with having to switch consoles to play different games, Chris tried to mod his PS3 and Xbox together and make an X-Station.  It worked for the most part.  What we didn’t realize at the time was that by merging those two systems he had inadvertently ripped a small hole in the space-time continuum.  This miniature wormhole sends a signal from Chris’ television and X-Station back in time to 1974 and to Chilly Snowball’s television.  So now, whenever he watches a movie or if it is available via satellite, Chilly Snowball can see it too. 

            It just so happens that Chill is a big movie buff and loves talking about them, on top of being the second largest pimp in lower east Ohio.  So, when Chilly’s not beating up johns who won’t pay, or keeping his bitches in line, he’s writing reviews on movies that non one else will see for years.  How he gets the reviews to us isn’t important, just sit back and enjoy. 

 2012

            First off, man, let me tell you I was a little pissed when all of a sudden this movie interrupted a kung fu movie with Bruce Li.  Man, that cat is badass!  So right as he was about to chop-socky some fool, this thing breaks in.  Now, I’m cool with the space movies, so I let it go for awhile, especially when I saw the brotha goin’ up in the party and tellin’ them white people what to do!  You go, negro!  Brother was smart, too.  Tellin’ all them white people that the Earth was gonna blow up and shit! 

            Then we had that fine ass sista come on the screen.  She was finer than Pam Grier and Tamra Dobson.  Man let me tell you, if I could get a girl like that to work for me… Ooh-wee!  And, mah brotha, she turned out to be the president’s daughter.  Now see, that’s when I knew this was space bullshit movie, cause ain’t no way white people gonna let us have a black president.  Then I remembered the Earth was gonna blow up, so I guess they figured that was their way of sayin’ sorry and shit.  “Here’s your black president, now kiss yo ass goodbye.”  Now, don’t get me wrong, I ain’t like some of them other brotha’s on the street that be all “I hate whitey” and callin’ people “cracka.”  I ain’t got nothing’ against the white man.  Shit, them some of my best customers. 

            So, then they cut to some poor schmo who drives a limo.  There was something about him writing a book that sucked, but the brotha liked.  To be honest I was drownin’ that part out.  To tell the truth, ma man Freddy came over with a bag herb, and we lit that up like Lamont and Rollo.  Now Freddy knows I always have the good shit before it comes out, so he didn’t even ask about the movie, he just sat down and watched.  But that’s cool, cause that’s how tight me and Freddy are.  I told him when we got back from ‘Nam that if anything ever happens to me, all my hoes go to him.  That nigga started getting’ misty on me and shit.  But it’s cool. 

            Anyway, the writer dude meets some crazy Grizzly Adams like dude in the forest.  You could tell he was a vet.  Reminds me of homeless Chuck that lives in the park.  So Grizzly Adams tells the writer that the worlds gonna end, but the government built ships to save the rich people.  Then the military grab the writer and his kids, and they meet the smart brotha who had read his crappy book.  Pretty soon, the world starts comin’ to an end and writer boy starts drive his ex-wife and kids around LA in a limo while things are fallen over and people are getting killed.  They fly out just as California sinks into the ocean.  Somehow they end in Vegas, grab some more stupid people, get a bigger plane and go to Hawaii.  Them fools still thought Hawaii would be there.  Now, if I remember my geography from high school – the Hawaiian Islands are a chain of eight islands that are formed from the top of an undersea mountain range called the Hawaiian-Emperor Seamount.  This means that when the tectonic plates of the Earth shift, they’ll cause a series of volcanic eruptions which would destroy all of Hawaii.  Now, if I knew this, how come they didn’t?  Chump suckas, all of ‘em. 

            Now the black president decides to tell people that everyone’s gonna die, and then doesn’t try to go and get on a ship and save himself.  He stays behind to show people that a black president don’t run.  Right on, brotha.  Right on.  Smarta brother and fine sista left though, and you know smart brotha’s tryin’ ta work to get some from her.  Shee-it.  I don’t blame him.  Hot sauce!  Smart brotha finds out that the man he thought was tryin’ ta help everybody was only looking out for himself and killed people to make sure that the rich people would survive.  I really missed some of that part, cause the mary jane was kickin’ in.  Then we go back to limo boy who realizes that they don’t have enough gas to get to China where the ships are.  See, I keep tryin ta tell everybody that pretty soon everything’s gonna be made in China, but they don’t listen.  They got a tv that you can carry in your pocket.  Those people are geniuses. 

            Somehow they make it to China and crash.  They find out they can’t get on the ship cause they ain’t got tickets, and try to sneak on.  Tidal waves start coming in and killing people.  The president drowns.  Writer boy and his family screw something up on the ship while tryin ta sneak end, and then they can’t close the big door, so the ship starts to sink.  Man, writer boy was gettin’ on ma last nerve.  Smart brotha and fine sista was on that ship.  He almost killed them both.   Somehow smart brotha helps him get it fixed, and everyone lives.  In the end they decide to start rebuilding the world in Africa.  The motherland.  Ali bomaye! 

            This movie was horrible.  If Freddy hadn’t come over with that bag of Wintergreen Tango, I wouldn’t have finished watching it. 

            If I had to give a pimp rating, with 82^nd Ave been the best and E. 9^th St being the worst, I’d give it a Parkland Bridge.  Not the best you can find, but you won’t be bored.

"Its SO little..."

Wait, what? My phone is fucked up for being too small now?  I compared my new phone up against an iPhone 3GS and you know what? They are the same fucking size!  Ironically enough that same guy had ditched hit iPhone for the Evo; obviously my phone was junk.  That night I was hanging around at a friends house and a couple of "the guys" were there. One of them commented that he had just gotten the brand new iPhone 4 and that it was far superior to what I had.

Wait, what? My phone all of a sudden is a piece of shit simply because a newer phone just came out?
After a few minutes of him parading around like a douche saying how awesome his phone was, he walked into the kitchen. I turned to another friend who is also an iPhone (3GS) owner and asked him what was so special about this new phone. His response?

"Well, Apple just has the cool factor, you know?"

That isn't a fucking feature that other phones are lacking, that is an opinion! I then asked what was so cool about the iPhone...

"Well, the iPhone was the first touch screen phone you know, all the other phones are just copying it"

No it wasn't. That is the stupidest fucking thing I have ever heard.  Just for clarification, lets take a look at the features you should look for in a phone;

• The ability to make and receive phone calls. Last time I checked, that was the main function of a phone. The service with AT&T is a pile of shit in my town so iPhone users are ass-ed out, but you know what...they still think their phone is Gods gift to telecommunications.
• The ability to send or receive a MMS/SMS message. My phone can send and receive pictures and text messages.  There was no patch or update needed, it came like that right out of the box.  It doesn't matter though, all my iPhone friends will say that they can NOW send pictures and copy/paste with the phone.  Well, they will say it when Steve Jobs dick isn't in their mouth.
• The ability to surf the Internet. My phone surfs the net at blazing fast speeds (3G) where as AT&T lacks 3G coverage in the area.  Those iPhone fan boys will retort that they DON'T NEED 3G speeds, I mean...when have you been somewhere without a computer and you wanted to settle a bet or look up an interesting fact, that shit never happens right?

Regardless of the facts, my iPhone fag friends still believe that their phone is better simply because of a forward facing camera and a compass app. Guess what? I jumped on the Android Marketplace and was able to download a compass app in less than thirty seconds. When I showed my friends this, they still knocked the phone.

"Your compass isn't as cool as the one on the iPhone. Plus yours uses GPS and stuff and isn't accurate"
I don't know how the compass works on either phone and honestly I could care less. Why the fuck do you need a compass on a cell phone anyways. I have never been stranded in the woods and thought to myself  "Oh thank fucking Steve Jobs, I have an iPhone which means the compass will guide me to safety and prevent wolves from eating me when I sleep". No, no one ever thinks that because if you go into the woods expecting to be saved by a compass application on a cell phone then you are straight up retarded! Ill also let you in on a little secret...a compass doesn't do you a fuck ton of good if you have nothing to reference it with. I am talking about maps! Big fucking deal, you know where North/True North are located. That knowledge does you no good if you don't know where you are or where you are going. The whole point of a compass is to have the ability to rotate a map in relation to the direction you are facing.

Its not that I hate the iPhone, because honestly I don't.  II hate fan boy fanaticism. Oh, my Playstation is better than your XBOX because it has a fucking blue ray player in it. Oh, MACs are better than Windows because of virus blah blah blah. Oh this is better then that because of some stupid half ass fact that I am clueless about!

Shut your man pleasers people. Get off Steve Jobs balls, stop sucking all that dick and wake up. If you have ever said to someone "Oh, my <insert product name> is way better than your <insert competitions product name> because of <poorly researched fact> then punch yourself in the dick hole!

When I upgraded from my old phone (Blackberry Curve 8330) to my new phone (HTC Incredible) I was asked what I thought. Here is what I said:

The Incredible is way better than the Blackberry Curve. You can really tell a difference in speed with the 3G network, its really fucking fast and rarely has those moments where you are pushing buttons and the phone hangs up, that's what has plagued the Curve 8330 and most other Blackberries. I love the apps that are available and the UI feels very slick and responsive.

I backed up my claim by stating facts as well as opinions. That is how you describe a product, not with some half ass claim of "cool factor" or "it looks good" bullshit.  Oh and dont worry if we get stuck out in the woods, I have the compass app AND google maps on my phone (and probably service in my area too)!

This was a decent episode however I was surprised at how easy it was for a modern day viewer (myself) to pick up what was going on. My question here is this: Was someone in the '60s able to see what was going on so quickly, have modern day viewers been desensitized into seeing how a plot is going to turn out without any suspense?

With that in mind, lets move on to funny pictures!

Holy shit Spock!  What is wrong with those eyebrows!  The whole time I was watching this episode I couldnt help but think that someone in the makeup department screwed something up or that a joke was being played on Leonard Nemoy.

First clue that something isnt the way it is supposed to be...your buddy has eyes that fucking glow!

What the fuck is that dude carrying.

Here we have a famous Captain Kirk fight scene.  Kirk jumps around like an idiot getting his ass whooped until he is saved.

Overall this is a decent episode.  Like I said before, the thing that really got me was that in the first few minutes of the show I was able to pick up "Oh Shit, that dude has crazy space powers and stuff" but it was oblvious to the crew for so long.  I guess that's dramatic irony for ya.