Library Branches and Power Gloves

I'm hanging out at the Central branch of the Regina Public Library, knowing that I ought to be writing something substantial and meaningful, but, being too sleep deprived to come up with anything beyond the here and now, I'm just narrating my thoughts as they come to me. Novel idea, I know. Originally I came here in the hopes that some of my recent library holds had come in. Last week I learned that Kate had never seen either film in the Ghostbusters series (or even the cartoon, for that matter), and since it's the season for a good scaring, I placed both movies on hold. The fact that the library has such a wide selection is great for me because a) I'm trying to save money, and b) it allows me to watch some tv shows and films I can't even rent here in the city. It never ceases to amaze me just how great our catalogue is for such a small city. For instance, not only am I waiting on Ghostbusters 1 & 2, I'm also keeping my fingers crossed for copies of Dexter Seasons 1 & 2, the entire collection of Neon Genesis Evangelion, and all the episodes of Serial Experiments Lain. Who the hell works at this library that has such diverse and interesting taste? Whoever they are, I'm giving them a psychic high-five as I type this. Or at least I would, if my brain didn't hurt so much from lack of sleep and overconsumption of espresso.  

Mostly, since I came to the library only to find my holds never arrived, I've just been blowing off steam from work by watching videos of the Angry Nintendo Nerd. My friend & fellow barista Ben Bates recommended I watch his review of Top Gun, and ever since then, I've been gorging on these little odes to nerd rage. Sure, the anger part seems mostly an act, but watch this video review of the Power Glove and tell me that this ridiculous thing wouldn't make you throw a controller (or in this case, a fist) at your TV set. 

Remember that scene in the Fred Savage movie Wizard? After seeing that movie, there wasn't a kid I knew that didn't want a  Power Glove, but nobody's parents would buy it for them, and the kids whose parents were rich enough to spoil them with one were no friends of mine. And since that time, I never did get to try out Nintendo's early-Wii experiment. Now that I've seen this thing in action, I'm kinda glad I never got the opportunity in the first place. 

The Power Glove...'cause it's so bad. Frustratingly so.