Wednesday, August 24, 2005

Today amongst the boredom fueled delirium with my feet resting atop a huge pile of "to be done work" and my mind placed in park, I happened upon a thought.
"What would I be, a super hero or a super villain?"

My eye lids suddenly became lighter and I sat forward in my ridiculously un-ergonomic chair, my mind pushed into overdrive.

How does one choose between fame and infamy. It's not easy to achieve a representative decision. There are so many aspects of behavior to examine, so naturally I decided to take the rest of the day to properly sort through the matter.

Now while I'm a pretty carefree person there are certain things that can trigger an unregulated response. Such rare events would include losing in monopoly, talking to a certain red headed friend, being stuck in traffic, having too many beers, and possibly being hit by a water balloon thrown from a passing car. I guess this little factoid regarding my temper lends me to being more of a villain than a hero.

Second, to be a super hero I'd need one of those rubberized muscle shaped chest plates to wear under my clothes. I'm just too lanky. So again, here we are with the villain classification.

Third, I'm still in school. Most heroes seem to skip the whole education thing once they discover their powers. Instead of making a living doing honest professional work, most settle for labor or trades jobs. Of course there was the flash who took to the world track and field circuit for a while. So should I ever need a family portrait taken or a toilet fixed I'll call the friendly neighborhood muscle bound idiot. Again here I am; I seem to be in a group with the villains, destined to misuse my acquired knowledge to sow destruction.

Fourth, There's the whole girl factor. Superman has Lois, or at least it's understood in an unspoken manner that he has Lois. Batman has all the girls he can buy as does the Flash, The Green lantern, The Torch, even the Thing has a chick and he's made out of abrasive granite! Looks Like I'm going to have to fall into the villain category here again. No girl, no super hero representation in this field.

Fifth, Do I look better in a cape or with a helmet, backpack, knee high boots and twin laser blasters? Now, I've done the cape thing before for Halloween (without the spandex body suit though) and even though I've never wielded dual laser blasters, I'm willing to go out on a limb and say I look cooler in a helmet with a pair of "Oblivatrons" in my hands. But sadly, no cape means no superhero status, back to villain.

It's beginning to get hopeless now. What will my parents think? Onward!

Sixth. My parents and family. I guess this is another toss to the villain side. My parents weren't incinerated when our home planet exploded for no apparent reason, nor were they the victims of a mugging gone wrong in the back alleys of a big city. I suppose I should also count myself lucky that my parents aren't the mad scientist types who inject their kids with crazy green glowing syringes. I have a quiet, quite alive, relatively normal family. Again, more of villain characteristic than a super hero characteristic.

Seventh; With regards to bullets, if I was shot, I have little to no faith that I would not be able to stop a bullet (and live) without the proper protective equipment. I also have no delusions about being able to run faster than bullets or dodge bullets fired at point blank range. Hence, I guess I'll have to stick to my red boots, helmet and backpack and side with the Villains Again.

Finally. My hair. It just doesn't look good in a comb over. I'm not sure why, maybe it's because my family hasn't evolved the ability to look good with normal hair. After all I'm the first male in my family to have a full head of hair at this ripe age since the late Neolithic period. Given that I have to wear my hair spiked, or at the very least messed up, I just can't pull off the clean, combed, calm, super hero image. The vote is villain again.

So that's it. 8 out of 8.
The test has run it's course and I'm a villain.
So without a shade of a doubt, if I had x-ray vision I'd probably use it just to check out chicks and see their underwear.
But xray vision is the most basic of the powers I could abuse.

Well, it is likely we will see more in the coming days: mindcontrol, Oblivatron use, seduction, revenge?? who knows.. but I am a villain :)

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