Bandoo

There's a new character named Jack McHammer. Jack McHammer.This line is going to be awesome.

Voted for monster fighters, since I haven't heard of it before now.

Like others have said, red and blue pins back to their original blacks and grays would be nice. I also really like the idea of clear parts, as Sumiki stated.But what I really want... are Toa Metru torsos in the original Mata colors. So vibrant!~Bandoo

I love chalk art. The ability to defy the mind and create the illusion of depth always mesmerizes me. And this piece is especially nice, for both the subject matter and the overall quality.Thanks for sharing it with us!

If it makes the news staff feel any better, it actually -was- news for me... ...but that's mainly because I haven't even looked at Hero Recon since it first came out.

I've never entered one of these contests before, but this one seems interesting. Maybe I'll give it a shot if I have time. So many juicy titles to choose from...

Aww. I went to Toys R Us during I believe the second week of Bricktober but was unable to find the special classic minifig that was supposed to be there. Quite disappointing. Anyone else have this problem.

"WHAT!? Seriously? Fantastic!" Followed swiftly by: "Oh no class starts in like 3 minutes I have to wait until later....argh..."

My last set was Tahu Stars. How sad...

Turning the rahaga back into Toa. Now don't get me wrong, I absolutely love the Hagah, but I felt that the actual transformation could have been given more detail, more purpose. It was just sorta like "Oh hey there's Roodaka! Change these fellas back for us, ok? Thanks." Also, I agree that pretty much all of the other makuta were underused story-wise They had so much potential...

The Great Boring Time of Terror and Disappointment?Or Time Slip.Yea, that works too.

The Mctoaran. Without a doubt. I used to stare at the advertisements for those adorable little disk tossing villagers for days on end. My parents never wanted to take me to McDonalds though, and I used to beg them endlessly. The one time that my mom finally gave in and tool me, they were all out of the toy I so desired. I remember how disappointed I was. For years afterwards I tried to acquire them, searching online via ebay and such. But they were always out of my price range. A long time passed since then. Almost ten years later, last summer my friend surprised me with a birthday gift of all six matoran. He had found them collecting dust in his attic. I am extremely thankful to this friend. The matoran are my holy grail, and still hold a permanent place of display, despite their taller and more poseable kin.

I'm not too sure how much I like this new style. Sorta gives me a hospital-ward-clean-room feeling. Some colorful skins would be nice. But other than that, everything seems good so far. I need to go and play with all the fun new features. ~Bandoo PS- The font Palatino Linotype is missing! Oh no! ...new emoticons?

Well, seeing as everyone now has temporary blogging powers, I might as well try to revive my not-so-successful blog. It died a while ago when my premier membership ran out... But now it's back! And I'm sure that all of my nonexistent followers will soon be flocking to this page with cries of glee. Yeah, right. So, since this blog is back from the dead like a zombie, its first post shall be about zombies. Zombie movies can be disturbing and sickening. The screaming, the terrorizing, the eating of human flesh. But why do we enjoy them so much? Is it because we all have an innate desire to see our loved ones ripped to pieces and devoured? Deep down, humans are just animals. Animals with slightly more advanced brains, the ability to imagine and create, and opposable thumbs, but still we are animals nonetheless. Watching other members of our species get torn down one by one ignites a primal instinct of survival. The adrenaline starts to rush through your bloodstream, causing your heart to pound and your mind to race. We imagine ourselves in the situation of the movie, fighting for our very lives, like an injured ape running through the jungle from a hungry tiger hot on its trail. This race against the predator scares us to our very bones, yet at the same time it excites us and thrills us. Zombie movies envelope the viewer in fear, as if they themselves are on the run from undead horrors. This is what makes these movies so frightening, and entertaining at the same time. ~Bandoo~

Woo! Christmas vacation! Finally. Time to kick back, relax, give/recieve gifts, visit family, hang with friends, and toil over an unnecesarily large pile of homework. Wait... what was that last one? Oh well. We have about 12 days off, so I'm not going to bother starting it until after Christmas. I probably won't get another blog entry in for a few days, so I'll just say it now: Merry Christmas, Happy Hanukah, Happy New Year, and Happy any other holiday, religious or not, that you may be celebraing this time of year!

I'm going on a Boy Scout camping trip this weekend. The temperature is supposed to be around 30 degrees Farenheit for the next few days, colder at night. Also, we're driving most of the way there, then stopping and hiking the last 10 miles to the camp. There's probably going to be a handful of the new scouts on the trip, who aren't used to these kind of campouts. They whined and complained on the easy trip two months ago, so I'm sure their reaction will be even worse this time... Maybe it will scare them away, though, and they won't come to Boy Scouts anymore. Is that too much to hope for? Maybe I'm just a horrible person for saying that, but they are insanely annoying. ~Bandoo~

Holy cow! It's December already?! These months just keep flying by me. It seems like Halloween was just a few days ago... My sense of time is slipping, maybe I'm getting old. Or maybe I just have too much to do and no time to do it. Man, what I wouldn't give to be able to pause time... ~Bandoo~

Ugh. I had a Biology quiz, a Math test, and a European History test today. The first two went relatively well, I think I actually aced the Bio quiz, but the third is a whole different story. It was on the scientific revolution and the enlightenment. We had to know about 10 different philosophers, what they believed, what ideas they made up themselves, which they took from predecessors, who they supported, and be able to be given a quote and know who said it. Somehow I managed to pull off a 68. Which is pretty good, considering that some people got in the 30s and 40s and at least one student got a 17. Sigh... I'm just not used to getting low grades, and this one was like a sucker punch to the face. I should have studied more... Oh, well. At least tommorrow is a half day of school due to Thanksgiving! I goin a 7:45 and get out at 10:30. 2 hours and 15 minutes of school. Joy! ~Bandoo~

Well, it's been a pretty busy week, and I haven't had any time to write up an entry till now. Actually, that's not entirely true. On Tuesday or Wednesday I had a whole long entry written up and ready to post, but then my internet froze and the computer shut off of its own accord. So, first order of business... I had a lot of homework this week. Not like that's really unpredictable or anything though, seeing as the same thing happens every week. Sigh... Wait, there was one somewhat different homework assignment though. For English, we had to go online and find a poem that interests us, and now we are required to bring in a piece of artwork or music that the poem makes you think of. Problem is, I have no clue what my poem makes me think of, it's rather short and kind of strange. It's called "Not Waving but Drowning" by Stevie Smith, go look it up. Perhaps I can find a painting of someone flailing, gasping for air underwater, or being attacked by sharks... Next, I had the theme song for Jurassic Park stuck in my head all day on Wednesday. It's amazing how much of a calming effect that music can have on you, even during a two minute pop quiz in Math on a subject that you don't understand at all and you are most likely going to fail. Quite calming. Until the raptors burst through the window and my teacher had to challenge them to hand-to-hand combat. Today I learned that others seem to think that I have a strange method of speech. Apparently I use phrases such as "so it is" "indeed", "quite", and "perhaps" a little too much, and it sometimes annoys the people around me. It has become habitual for me to try and use unique phrases that make people think that I'm just trying to talk like I'm smart, but I'm really not. Oh. So that's why this one was a slightly different color. I forgot to check the little box that said "Post as published" when I wrote this, and just noticed today, two weeks later. No wonder no one left me a comment! ---Slaps forehead---

Has it really been eight years? Seeing the video today of Mata Nui's rising had me thinking all day about how far Bionicle had come. And also that I've been following this story for so long. To think that so many years ago I was in third grade when it all began. I moved on to Middle School, and the story moved from Mata Nui to Metru Nui. Now here I am in High School, tenth grade, the story is still growing, and I'm still following it. Who would have guessed, 8 years ago, that my obsession, and that of many other Bionicle fans, would last this long. Wow...8 years...so many memories of times gone by, good and bad, that I can place on the timeline of my life just by remembering what Bionicles had just come out then. But now the end of an era is truely near. The twilight is upon us, and all that we've held so familiar to ourselves since way back when. 8 years... are almost over...

Well, tomorrow's Halloween. And I got invited to a party! Woo! Yeah, I don't usually get invited to go to many parties, so this is a rare occasion for me. Also my first costume party. I'm going as a generic Jedi, since I didn't have time to get together anything fancy, and I already had all the pieces for it scattered throughout my house. Stole the robe from my brother, pulled two lightsabers out of the bowels of my closet, grabbed a pair of brownish pants and a tan shirt, and voila. Instant Jedi costume! Yeah, I can assure you that there will be at least a few lightsaber duels tomorrow night, and at least one will end with someone getting their head chopped off... ~Bandoo~ Edit: The Aftermath Well, to sum up Halloween using a famous quote from a well-known staff member here, "It sucked". The party was rather disapointing, since we didn't really do anything at all except sit around a puny campfire yelling at eachother and listening to the girls sing poorly rehearsed girl-scout songs that made me want to rip thier faces off. Yes, there were girls there. But, they just sat around and complained the whole time. We tried to play manhunt, but it wound up as two people hiding in the house, the rest of my team giving up after five minutes and returning to the campfire, and me being the only cool dude still looking for people twenty minutes later, since no one decided to tell me that the game was over. Oh, and there was also going to be a Jedi vs. Viking vs. Grim Reaper fight, but one of the girls started complaining that games like that were for children, so the epic duel never proceeded, and no one got beheaded. Yet after that, they started seeing who could hold hands and spin around the longest, up to the point that someone got sick. Childish games? What a pile of Kraata slime. Sigh... there goes another dissapointing Halloween that held such high hopes but ultimately crashed and burned.