How does the Buckner and Garcia song go?
I got a pocket full of quarters, and I’m headed to the arcade.
I don’t have a lot of money, but I’m bringing ev’rything I made.
I’ve got a callus on my finger, and my shoulder’s hurting too.
I’m gonna eat them all up, just as soon as they turn blue.
This weeks SYDKYN may not be Pac-Man related but it is small and it does fit in your pocket. What if you could carry real ATARI games on your keychain? Well now you can. And I have…
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Once a week [for three weeks now] we’ve given you the weekly segment: Stuff You Didn’t Know You Needed (or SYDKYN!) This week is no exception and we’ve dig dug deep. We know it’s June and thought you might want to get a head start on All Hallows Eve this year. You’re thinking to yourself right now, “Boy, I wish I had a cool retro-arcade costume with a carefully placed joystick so I could attract the ladies toward my netherregions …” Oh no…
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As you sit in your basement pounding away on your keyboard and yelling at your level 20 character, you realize that it might be easier to play if you could see all of the scribblings you’ve retained to help you in your quest of total domination. “Gosh,” you say to yourself, “…wouldn’t it be cool if I had something to provide a clear view on my otherwise unreadable handwriting?” That blank stare gradually turns to a cartoon bubble floating above your head with a dimly lit bulb illuminating the path to your eventual victory. This week we intend to show you the light. We give you…
Ok, we’re going to try something new. A weekly column (hopefully every Wednesday) dedicated to Stuff You Didn’t Know You Needed. If you ever decide you need to look back on all of the fabulous items featured in this column they will be tagged with SYDKYN n. \sid-ˈkin\ under the category SYDKYN. This is the first segment so don’t get excited about seeing any archives just yet!
Situation: You’re driving down the road with your significant other and suddenly you are struck by the proverbial 20 minute lull common in long term relationships. You quietly panic inside. What do I do? What is she thinking? Maybe I’m talking too much again. She hasn’t even yelled at me for my crappy driving in the last 10 minutes? She’s not reading. What could she be thinking? Maybe she’ll go d—nah.
That’s right! This is one of the few times you wish that makeup mirror in your car was useful. You’re wishing that the mere mortal mirror laden visor would flip down to reveal…
