Show #083: SpoonFlinger

The eighty-thirdth episode of our podcast, Paul and Storm Talk About Some Stuff for Five to Ten Minutes (On Average), is now online.

This week’s episode: we tease our upcoming rednosenet.com charity single; UNICEF, raising money for the pom pom squad, and helping hands for evil; Storm’s childhood moulders away in his car barn, except his bowling patch, a Polaroid, and a Universal Studios guide from 1980; Cylons and Atari Football; and getting tired of podcasting.

AUDIENCE PARTICIPATION ALERT: What arcade game or console/computer game(s) was (were) “forbidden” to you? And describe your lost valuable childhood item(s)?

Show #083: SpoonFlinger

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12 Comments

  1. Robin (the Mini-Minion)
    Posted April 28, 2010 at 11:00 am | Permalink

    I don’t recall any video games being forbidden. The ones that might have been — Duke Nukem or GTA, for example — didn’t hold any interest for me. I generally stuck to puzzle-style games rather than shoot-em-ups.

    Most of my childhood items were lost in a fire a few years ago, but I do still have some beloved stuffed animals, a photo album, my high school yearbooks, and my first-generation monochrome Gameboy (which still works!). The drawings and such from my younger years that survived are currently with my mom at her new house, since she’s more nostalgic about them than I am.

    I totally want a poutine-bot in my kitchen! (Assuming, of course, that it’s a robot whose sole purpose is to provide me with an endless supply of poutine. Yum.)

  2. Posted April 28, 2010 at 11:50 am | Permalink

    My parents were pretty awesome as far as letting me play just about anything. I never got GTA, but I wasn’t particularly interested in it either. However, I did grow up in a Nintendo household, and therefore missed out on Sonic, and… Well, I mostly remember wanting to play Sonic. And Golden Axe.

    Also, most of my lost childhood artifacts were video games. Being only a freshman in college, of course, I haven’t had time to lose all of my other childhood artifacts, which I am sure will happen in time. However, around 2002, I remember my mother sold many N64 games on Amazon. The sad thing is, I agreed to the sale of childhood gems, like Mario Kart 64, Mischief Makers and Blast Corps! (The last two are not the best known N64 titles, but some of my favorites) Happily, though, I have found that these games are available on Amazon for a very reasonable price. (Everyone likes a happy ending, right?)

  3. Posted April 28, 2010 at 10:48 pm | Permalink

    I wasn’t allowed to play any console games when I was little. In fact I wasn’t allowed to play any games except Math Rescue. That game got really fun when I learned how to turn off the math portions of it. But they were fun with it too.

    I didn’t even have boardgames when I was younger. I did sneak to an arcade a few times just to play some pacman.

    The only time I was allowed to play another game was Oregon Trail when it was an assignment for class.

    I’m making up for it all as an adult.

  4. Posted April 29, 2010 at 7:28 am | Permalink

    Hey guys thanks for including me in the podcast, although it was a fluke :) Im happy you guys found the poutine bot.
    As for lost toys, it was usually a stuffed animal that I lost. My mom babysat so many pieces of our toys would go missing cause everyone played with our toys. It’s probably why i didn’t like some kids at first, but I came around :)

  5. Posted April 29, 2010 at 12:14 pm | Permalink

    As I was listening to the podcast today (note: I have some great ideas for SpoonFlinger, but lack the necessary game-design skills), I was thinking that there really wasn’t a game “forbidden” to me when I was a kid. But then I realized – almost every Nintendo game was, in a way, “forbidden.” My brother, two years older than me, was King of the Nintendo in our house. I sat and watched him play games for hours, and rarely got to play myself. Of course, I was happy watching him play. I got into the Final Fantasy series watching him play the original game back in the day. I still haven’t completed that one on my own.

    I have another story (egad, this comment is long) about losing a childhood toy. This one didn’t even make it to my adulthood, so it doesn’t really apply, but I think it’s a good story. When I was a little girl, I loved Big Bird more than anything. I had a Big Bird doll (nearly as big as I must have been at the time, at least from what I remember) that was my favorite toy in the house. I guess it was around this age that I learned about throwing things away in the trash can in the kitchen. I loved throwing things away. So why not combine my two favorite things? I didn’t quite grasp, at the time, what happened to things after they were thrown away – so, naturally, I threw away my big bird doll. Just like a television sitcom, by the time my parents figured out why my doll was missing, the trash had already been taken outside and picked up. Big Bird was gone. I cried and cried.

    I think the moral of the story is to never throw anything away.

  6. Luke B.
    Posted April 29, 2010 at 11:21 pm | Permalink

    http://i.imgur.com/he9Fu.jpg

  7. Clay
    Posted May 1, 2010 at 2:41 pm | Permalink

    I was able to play pretty much everything. Had Pong (which my parents bought for christmas when it came out and I had never heard of it being all of about 7), poured thousands of quarters into arcades.. but when Death Race came out (when I was 11) I was forbidden to go near it.

    And how I wanted to… Especially after the 60 Minutes story about how it’s going to drive all kids insane.

    I would not try it in the arcade down at the mall as I was afraid my mom would catch me, but there was a movie theater that had it and kept it running for years so when I was about 13 or 14 and started being able to go to the movies by myself (except for the rides) and I knew she could not catch me I ran over stick men with abandon.

    http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Death_Race_%281976_game%29

  8. Alexander
    Posted May 1, 2010 at 9:40 pm | Permalink

    My neighbour had a Sega Mega Drive (aka Genesis, I think), while we only had a Master System, so we would try to go over to play, even though we didn’t necessarily like her that much.

  9. Posted May 2, 2010 at 6:36 pm | Permalink

    Re: lost items

    A few years ago my dad threw away the old Commodore 128 that was sitting in the basement — I couldn’t believe he didn’t even think to ask me if I wanted it!

  10. Posted May 4, 2010 at 11:44 am | Permalink

    When I was in college, a pipe burst and flooded my childhood bedroom, destroying many of my favorite books, stories I’d written in middle and high school, and (horrors) one of my diaries. While some of those things were replaceable, I was pretty upset about losing the stories and my diary. They were ridiculously juvenile, but they were mine. Thanks to that flood, I can never have any hope of slipping N.K.L. Storm a Trapper Keeper filled with my puerile writing so that he might share it with the world. It truly is a shame. ;)

  11. Posted May 10, 2010 at 8:12 am | Permalink

    The picture of the destroyed treasures is really sad. But of course my first thought upon seeing the Far Side book and Cracked Magazine was “I had that!”

    For what it’s worth, I had a subscription to Cracked but rarely read Mad – because Cracked was cheaper.

  12. Paul R. Potts
    Posted May 26, 2010 at 3:01 pm | Permalink

    Lost childhood item:

    I had carefully saved all 3 runs of original bubble gum cards from the original release of Star Wars. There were 3 series: Red, Blue, and Yellow borders. I had 3 complete sets.

    They were carefully put away in the top shelf of a closet in my family home. We didn’t know, though, that a roof leak was allowing water to drip down through the ceiling of that closet. They were a big moldering mass (not unlike Storm’s footlocker).

    Fortunately, the family photo albums underneath them mostly survived. I guess the Star Wars cards sacrificed themselves to save my baby pictures!

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