I was scrolling through my Twitter feed this afternoon, when I saw one of my friends post a link to the above item. I thought it was too good to be true, and in a way it was…. for now!
After doing some research, I found out that the overlords at Think Geek posted this as an April Fools joke back in 2010, but obviously someone thought is was as brilliant an idea as I do, so they have actually produced it. It’s called the iCade and it turns your iPad into a classic (and I do mean classic) video gaming machine. It like the technology of yesterday has merged with the technology of today. Check it out HERE.
Sadly, we’ll have to wait a few more months. They’re currently in production and are expected to be ready by sometime in June. The Think Geek gang teamed up with Ion (the folks who bring us the USB turntable) to make this cool gag a reality. They’ll cost about $100, but I think they’ll be well worth it to ancient gamers like me.
Atari has already jumped on board to make available some of their most loved video games from our youth. Supposedly they already have Asteroids ready to go, and hopefully will also be bringing us classics like Centipede, Space Invaders, and Missle Command. I’m sure video game legends like Pac-Man, Ms Pac-Man, and Donkey Kong won’t be far behind.
I’m just hoping that there’s some way that they can recreate Tempest! I promise to post pictures once mine arrives.
Technology is a wonderful thing. Now I can even post to my blog from my iPhone!
I’ve talked about my love for Marshmallow Peeps before. You can read about it here. But a few days ago I was running some errands and had to stop by my local Target store. And as I was walking past the Valentine’s Day candy section, it was almost like these brand new Peeps jumped out and grabbed me!
I have to admit, they didn’t grab me in a good way. I love my Peeps when they’re little yellow birds, or even when they’re cute white ghosts. But giant red “I Heart U” peeps just don’t do it for me!
Maybe it was the bright red color that would I knew would stain my mouth and make me look like a zombie, or perhaps the off-putting size. I don’t know, I ask you…. Does this say Happy Valentine’s Day?
For a few years back in the late 1980′s, I lived in Huntsville, AL. To say it was an interesting few years would be an understatement. While Huntsville is home to the world famous Space and Rocket Center (Home of Space Camp), and at the time had the third highest number of PhD’s per capita, it was also a city where you could still see a George Wallace for President bumper sticker nearly 15 years after he had last run for the office.
Now this post isn’t actually about Huntsville, but a unique place close by. The reason I reference Huntsville, is because one of the things that I remember about living there, was hearing stories from some of my co-workers about a gentleman’s club up the road that they used to spend “frequent” time visiting. I’m not a big fan of gentleman’s clubs (or strip clubs if you prefer). Sure, I’ve been to a couple over the years, but it was usually for a bachelor party, or I was dragged to one with a bunch of people. I don’t personally, have any issues with them, they’re just not my thing.
But the one gentleman’s club that my Huntsville friends always had stories about truly had one of the most memorable names; the Boobie Bungalow! The Bungalow (as they called it in mixed company) wasn’t actually located in Huntsville, it was situated about 25 miles north of town on the Tennessee side of the Alabama/Tennessee border in what I think is technically Elkton, TN.
I hadn’t actually heard about, let alone thought about the Boobie Bungalow for years. But recently, my wife and I were heading south on Interstate 65 and lo and behold, off in the distance just off Exit 6 was the bright yellow and red sign. The Boobie Bungalow was still around! I had to stop and take a couple of pictures (outside of course).
I had seen the signs before, back in the days when I was making frequent trips from Huntsville to Nashville; never once being curious enough to stop. But this time I had to. I had to stop long enough to snap a couple of pictures of this southern entertainment legend.
We were passing through about 4:30pm on a Saturday, and from the looks of things, they were probably getting ready to open at 5. Both the signs and the building itself, looked a little worn, and probably would benefit from a new coat of paint, but it made me chuckle to think that “the Bungalow” was still there after all these years. I asked the wife is she wanted to stop in for a drink, but she passed. I’m not surprised.
If you’re ever in the neighborhood and stop by, let me know how you enjoyed yourself. Or at least share the details you can. You can’t miss the Boobie Bunglaow. It’s the first building just past the giant chicken.
Oh, the giant chicken? That’s a story for next time!
I was scrolling through my Twitter feed this afternoon, when I saw one of my friends post a link to the above item. I thought it was too good to be true, and in a way it was…. for now!
