That was cool for awhile, and then I got extremely busy and I had to let that go. It is extremely time consuming just to work in a few minutes of video.

Then I got curious about 3D rendering; specifically Poser figures. Last year, around October 2007, I started dabbling in the 3D Poser world. I liked this a lot more than the stop motion animation because I could see results fairly quickly. I have learned a lot in the 3D world that can also be applied to photography and video. The use of lights to light a scene, for example.

Although the 3D figures I use are Poser. I commonly use Daz Studio, Daz's free Poser-like application, and Daz Studio compatible Poser figures sold by Daz 3D.

Just check out my 3D Graphic Novel, Valeria, so you can see for yourself what you can do with 3D software and 3D models these days.

I have to ask? Where was his security? The egg thrower actually escorted himself out of the auditorium. LOL!

The young man, err… egg thrower, was making a political statement against recent contracts Microsoft struck with the government that would be paid by tax payers.

I was in Puerto Rico at the time, between 1978 and 1980, when I was an arcade junky in Aguadilla Mall. We were living in el Munequin (a 16 story high-rise apartment building) on the 11th floor, apartment 1106.

Next to the building is the Aguadilla Mall, on the number 2 highway. There is a new wing across the number 2 now, as well. In the Mall's movie theater I saw movies like "Clash Of The Titans," "Super Man," "Mad Max," and all those great movies of the late 70s and early 80s. Those were the good old days!

But I digress.

What I really wanted to say and write about is that the video game arcade for me died in Philadelphia, PA. Most of the kids hanging out at the arcade at the time in center city were there to jump on the naive shits like me to steal any money we had left! Money that I needed to take the bus back home, or to buy a hot dog, or ice cream if it was summer. I don't think management gave a shit either about what was going on outside, even if it was perpetrated by the arcade's most visibly known customers. In the end my friends and I just stayed away, and the arcade quickly disappeared from our lives. In a year we were going nuts with the home video game consoles, the Commodore 64, and the Atari 8-bit computers–a new and exciting phase in our lives was starting.

Note: Please take time to read this slowly. If you pay attention to the first two judges, the reaction of the third judge is even better. For those of you who have lived in Texas, you know how true this is. They actually have a Chili Cook-off about the time Halloween comes around. It takes up a major portion of a parking lot at the San Antonio City Park.

Judge #3 was an inexperienced Chili taster named Frank, who was visiting from Springfield, IL.

Frank: "Recently, I was honored to be selected as a judge at a chili cook-off. The original person called in sick at the last moment and I happened to be standing there at the judge's table asking for directions to the Coors Light truck, when the call came in. I was assured by the other two judges (Native Texans) that the chili wouldn't be all that spicy and, besides, they told me I could have free beer during the tasting, so I accepted and became Judge 3."

Here are the scorecard notes from the event:

CHILI # 1 – MIKE'S MANIAC MONSTER CHILI…

Judge # 1 — A little too heavy on the tomato. Amusing kick.

Judge # 2 — Nice, smooth tomato flavor. Very mild.

Judge # 3 (Frank) — Holy shit, what the hell is this stuff? You could remove dried paint from your driveway. Took me two beers to put the flames out. I hope that's the worst one These Texans are crazy.

CHILI # 2 – AUSTIN'S AFTERBURNER CHILI…

Judge # 1 — Smoky, with a hint of pork. Slight jalapeno tang.

Judge # 2 — Exciting BBQ flavor, needs more peppers to be taken seriously.

Judge # 3 — Keep this out of the reach of children. I'm not sure what I'm supposed to taste besides pain. I had to wave off two people who wanted to give me the Heimlich maneuver. They had to rush in more beer when they saw the look on my face.

CHILI # 3 – FRED'S FAMOUS BURN DOWN THE BARN CHILI…

Judge # 1 — Excellent firehouse chili. Great kick.

Judge # 2 — A bit salty, good use of peppers.

Judge # 3 — Call the EPA. I've located a uranium spill. My nose feels like I have been snorting Drano. Everyone knows the routine by now. Get me more beer before I ignite. Barmaid pounded me on the back, now my backbone is in the front part of my chest. I'm getting shit-faced from all of the beer.

CHILI # 4 – BUBBA'S BLACK MAGIC…

Judge # 1 — Black bean chili with almost no spice. Disappointing.

Judge # 2 — Hint of lime in the black beans. Good side dish for fish or other mild foods, not much of a chili.

Judge # 3 — I felt something scraping across my tongue, but was unable to taste it. Is it possible to burn out taste buds? Sally, the beer maid, was standing behind me with fresh refills. This 300 lb. woman is starting to look HOT…just like this nuclear waste I'm eating! Is chili an aphrodisiac?

CHILI # 5 – LISA'S LEGAL LIP REMOVER…

Judge # 1 — Meaty, strong chili. Cayenne peppers freshly ground, adding considerable kick. Very impressive.

Judge # 2 — Chili using shredded beef, could use more tomato. Must admit the cayenne peppers make a strong statement.

Judge # 3 — My ears are ringing, sweat is pouring off my forehead and I can no longer focus my eyes. I farted and four people behind me needed paramedics. The contestant seemed offended when I told her that her chili had given me brain damage. Sally saved my tongue from bleeding by pouring beer directly on it from the pitcher. I wonder if I'm burning my lips off. It really pisses me off that the other judges asked me to stop screaming. Screw them.

CHILI # 6 – VERA'S VERY VEGETARIAN VARIETY…

Judge # 1 — Thin yet bold vegetarian variety chili. Good balance of spices and peppers.

Judge # 2 — The best yet. Aggressive use of peppers, onions, and garlic. Superb.

Judge # 3 — My intestines are now a straight pipe filled with gaseous, sulfuric flames. I shit on myself when I farted and I'm worried it will eat through the chair. No one seems inclined to stand behind me except that Sally. Can't feel my lips anymore. I need to wipe my ass with a snow cone.

CHILI # 7 – SUSAN'S SCREAMING SENSATION CHILI…

Judge # 1 — A mediocre chili with too much reliance on canned peppers.

Judge # 2 — Ho hum, tastes as if the chef literally threw in a can of chili peppers at the last moment. **I should take note that I am worried about Judge # 3. He appears to be a bit of distress as he is cursing uncontrollably.

Judge # 3 — You could put a grenade in my mouth, pull the pin, and I wouldn't feel a thing. I've lost sight in one eye, and the world sounds like it is made of rushing water. My shirt is covered with chili, which slid unnoticed out of my mouth. My pants are full of lava to match my shirt. At least during the autopsy, they'll know what killed me. I've decided to stop breathing it's too painful. Screw it; I'm not getting any oxygen anyway. If I need air, I'll just suck it in through the 4-inch hole in my stomach.

CHILI # 8 – BIG TOM'S TOENAIL CURLING CHILI……

Judge # 1 — The perfect ending, this is a nice blend chili. Not too bold but spicy enough to declare its existence.

Judge # 2 — This final entry is a good, balanced chili. Neither mild nor hot. Sorry to see that most of it was lost when Judge #3 farted, passed out, fell over and pulled the chili pot down on top of himself. Not sure if he's going to make it. Poor feller, wonder how he'd have reacted to really hot chili?

Judge # 3 – No Report

Mary, mother of god! I am the one with a big hole in my stomach, my intestines hurt from all my laughing! My blood pressure is up and I think I farted a couple times too!