Heyyyyyy. HEEYYYYYYYY. Hey. I've come to you once again in an effort of procrastination -- gotta finish up this week's print columns for Delaware, but the half-broken futon three feet away is calling my name. I'm usually more tired in the daytime, so I guess all of these random rapid weather changes are taking their toll on my increasingly aging and sadly brittle bones. Poor bones. On a cat food run earlier this evening, I was all too happy to see that our local grocer's begun putting together their Halloween displays. My ultimate goal is to make it out of their with one of those big Twizzlers packing boxes with the bats and witches all over it. I'm lame. Picked up two Women's Day-style Halloween mags on the checkout line, so now I'm fully prepared to haunt the shit out of next month with marshmallow ghosts and "Bride of Frankencupcakes." I'm lame X2. Actually, make that lame X8. Women's Day?

Speaking of Halloween, I think (hope) we're on target to get the ball rolling here on the site by the middle of this month. Just based on the stuff I've already got in-hand to review, it should be the best spooky season in X-E's history of spooky seasons. To be honest, doing the site has made me ten times the Halloween enthusiast that I used to be -- between making crayon rubbings off of Ichabod Crane's grave and having some justification in covering our apartment with shitty horror decorations, I've come to appreciate Halloween for what it truly is: the season that lets you get away with being really, really goofy.

You probably noticed a link in the Unicron article to get to a "comments section" on here -- a pretty blatantly obvious attempt to drive more readers to the ol' bloggagoat. Looks like it worked out okay, so I'll keep on doing that with future articles. Speaking of which, tomorrow's looks like a winner. It's another fast food expose, but this time, a whole lot of fast food is being exposed. Tons and tons. Tons, tons, and tons. Oh, by the way, thanks to NeroMan for crafting the Unicron icon that I modified for the post's logo. Before I go, got a little commercial download for you...

Okay, Super Mario Bros. 3 was a great game, we all know it. And if we didn't, Fred Savage told us. It's easily in my top ten favorite NES carts, and I doubt I'm alone in that distinction. When the game arrived, it was amidst shitloads of fanfare. Shitloads, I swear. There were several commercial spots promoting the game's release and even more after it was on the shelves, but of all the various ads, I think this one best illustrates just how much the title meant. A world obsessed with Mario? A world so obsessed with Mario that they color coordinated their clothes and stood in perfect alignment so that those in outer space would see Mario's head across Earth's landscape? It happened, and here's the thirty-second video to prove it...

Click here to download the Super Mario Bros. 3 commercial! It's around three MB, and well worth the time. Not sure if it's worth expending all the bandwidth, but I'm too tired to weigh the pros and cons. Go ahead, assault my server. Showing you guys a giant Mario head made out of people is a good cause. I hope. I pray. Just to make it today.