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Here's my Target haul for today. I've been waiting for the Sorceress for a while now. I'm glad I didn't have to go online for her. I have absolutely no nostalgia for Buzz-Off. But I was just so thrilled so see more Origins figures besides He-Man and Skeletor, the impulse was just too...

Hazy hears the knock and knows full well who it is. Still, she can't resist. "Who is iiiit?"she asks in a sing song tone.

Isn't that up to the potato to decide?

I don't really listen to the adverts anywhere ( Illium, Citidel, etc.), so not really sure. I don't think I've seen anyone who actually likes Jacob. Best I can say about him is that I just don't care one way or the other about him. I only ever do his loyalty mission out of fear that I might get...

Like, seriously, shiny charm, foreign Rookidee and freaking countless boxes of released Rookidees later... I still don't have a shiny. Seriousl, is Rookidee shiny locked in Shield or something?

Does one ever truly finish a Pokemon game?

Hazy clicks her tongue. "Guards, camera. Don't want to be in a position where we'd have to kill the guards. Don't want to be killed by the guards. Also want to avoid the cameras so...you know...our faces aren't all over the public notices."

Nah! Once I rule the world I'll have all the fries I could ever want.

I have it on good authority that ponies have managed to burn juice.

You mean as far as introducing him to all of the new ways of doing crime that came about while he was on the wagon?

Funny, that's the thought that immediately came to my mind and I wasn't even a part of the campaign at that point.

Hazy studied the blueprint. "Convenient! The security office is right off the lobby. If I can get in there discretely, I'll be able to take care of the cameras for the rest of you." She wasn't sure if Moonbeam was even listening or just rocking out to the music. She was mostly talking to herself.

Hazy stopped dancing, looking puzzled at Moonbeam. "You...really can't...can you." She sat down on the edge of her bed. "Well, you still enjoy music in your own way. That's something. And you have some good taste in music. So...let's see what you got! Here!" Hazy swiped some music to Moonbeam...

"I'm not saying you'll be ballet class overnight. Just...start simply," Hazy encouraged. "Here, let me show you." Hazy helped Moonbeam disengage from the blankets. "Your lights have the rhythm. Ergo, you have the rhythm. Start simple. Step side to side like this. Let yourself feel the rhythm."

Hazy stood there stunned for a moment at the light show in front of her. After a moment, she scratched her head and shrugged. "Your lights seem to be dancing just fine. Why not let the rhythm just spread to the rest of your body?"

Hazy gasped. "You don't know what dancing is? You poor soul!" She walks over and whips the covers off. "Up! We may not have gotten off on the right hoof when it comes to being chooms. Tartarus! We may never be chooms. But no one should be going through life knowing good music like that and not...

Man! He designed a good chunk of my childhood. Sad.

Hazy raised an eyebrow as she heard the music coming from under the blankets. "Well, at least you have good taste in music. That's something. Though if you're going to play that song, bucking play it, choom!" Hazy starts playing the exact same song off of her laptop speakers. She wasn't sure how...

Because I love doing stupid jive like this... I just got this from E-Bay today (which is what started me on taking these pictures and posting them). Here's my toy collection. My media collection: The entire 80's show on DVD and the first part of the 2011 season (I do have the entire...

Hazy rolled her eyes as she discovered she'd be sharing a room with Moonbeam solely on the basis of both being female. She got the distinct feeling Moonbeam didn't like her. That suited her because she wasn't sure she cared too much for the chrome obsessed Luna cultist. She instead looked at...