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Tuesday, September 25, 2007

A Confusion of Terms

Those who have been faithfully reading my blog posts would have known by now that I am a collector. I have been collecting stuff even before I realized I had this "obsession" as a hobby. It started with Matchboxes, Legos (which I haven't written about yet), comicbooks (a traumatic ending which has also yet to be divulged in this blog), Mini4WD's and once again, action figures.

And though I have always wished I was financially capable to collect each and every item (in the collectors' circle, they call such a person a "completist") in a product series, it isn't really the case. I have to settle with purchasing items which I really, really like, and feel would be my hard-earned money's worth. The good thing to come out of this is that I only have
(in my opinion) the best ones in my collection.

But getting the best of the lot isn't always that easy. Especially when one starts out late and most of the items are no longer in production.
Which goes to say that late starters - or should I say, "late bloomers" - like me would have to settle for trade forums and auction sites such as eBay to find the items we're looking for. And by that time, items either start to (1) become pricey, or (2) would only be found cheap halfway around the world. So if it, perchance, happens to be case number 2, it's the shipping and Customs fees that can put a huge dent in one's wallet.

In addition, what makes things harder for me is my lack of a credit card for PayPal verification purposes, so I'm not capable of selling or bidding on auctions overseas and will just have to settle with trading locally. For now, at least.

Joybidders, scammers, shill bidders, and bogus accounts are universal and has become a natural part of the eBay experience. Not necessarily just eBay, but online trade and auction sites in general. I just have to be very careful of who I trade with. And for the ten months I have been trading on the 'Bay, I have managed to have two accounts requested to be shut down because they won the bids for my auctions but never paid up nor
communicated with me at all.

And now, my ranting begins.

What gets me irritated is the fact that local merchants do not seem to know the difference between what is "rare", and what is "hard to find". Oftentimes, some capitalizing individuals deliberately hoard an item in the hopes that stocks will run out and they will have a huge share of the market and as a result, end up with a huge amount of money by jacking up the prices to ridiculous and impractical amounts.

Such was recently the case with the Transformers Movie 2008 Camaro Bumblebee which disappeared from the toy stores' shelves all too quickly. And when such an incident happens, one can be assured that the items will start appearing on auction sites such as eBay. But I guess that's how business is here in this country. Unlike some toy store chains in the US where they limit a customer's purchase of a hot item to one or two pieces maximum. I've even heard of an incident during the initial local release of the Transformers Movie Leader Class Optimus Prime and people had waited in line at a popular toy store before opening hours, only to be greeted by a sales clerk as the shutters were finally opened and be told that someone had already bought all fifteen of the items in stock.

Why in the world would somebody
bloody need fifteen Optimus Primes in the first place?!! Ahhh... the Filipino "entrepreneurial spirit" of course. He, or she, hoards every single item available on the stockroom and then manipulates the law of supply and demand to his/her favor. By limiting the supply and creating demand, the price for the item will now be at his/her mercy.

And now, the real ranting starts.

So what would be the most probable venue to sell these hoarded items if the hoarder does not a store of his/her own? Why, the 'Bay of course.

One can easily guess the title header of the item in the auction: "*Name of Hoarded Toy* RARE!!!"

You see, I can easily forget about their greed and shrug it off because all of us have been greedy at one point in our lives. What royally pisses me off is their utterly ignorant play of words by deciding which is RARE and which are not. Fuck!!! A limited edition numbered release (e.g., 1000 worldwide) can be called RARE. A manufacturing / packaging error can be called RARE. A mint condition Transformers Movie 2008 Camaro Bumblebee, after 30 or so years when 90 or so percent of them have been broken / discarded / forgotten into obscurity would then have the right to be called RARE. A Treskilling Yellow postage stamp is RARE. Being diagnosed with ulcerative colitis is RARE. But HOARDING EVERY SINGLE ITEM IN THE STOCKROOM THEN SELLING IT OFF ONE BY ONE DOES NOT MAKE AN ITEM BLOODY RARE.

Folks, it's as simple as this:

* RARE - Explained above.
* VERY HARD TO FIND (VHTF) - 1. When all the greedy entrepreneurs have successfully hoarded every single item, and the stores have attempted but failed to replenish stocks. 2. When the item has been out in the market for a couple of years and all production have ceased (discontinued), and there is only a very limited number available visible in the market.
* HARD TO FIND (HTF) - 1. When the very same entrepreneurs have hoarded the item, but never realized that the stores have replenished the stocks somewhat. 2. When the item has recently run out, but production has not been officially discontinued.

Sometimes I wish I could just send all these merchants a message and cuss at them for their stupidity without having my account shut down and be banned from the 'Bay.


Busy Month

Time goes by so fast, I never realized that September is about to come to an end.

It has been a pretty busy month, as evidenced by the sparse posting in this blog.

It all started when a longtime friend visited the country (she's now based in Germany) and I had to act as "tour guide/bodyguard" for her. *lol* Met some of her friends, too. Well, she's now back in Germany. Good for her. This country's such a crappy place to live in nowadays.

Then, some audio equipment sales and eBay transactions. And attempting to find out where I could get a loan so I could finally start this business I have in mind. Hopefully before December comes. But then again, with all these banks being so tight-assed about approving my loan application, I begin to wonder if only the rich deserve to earn more money. This country is SO fucked up.

I just wish that this long uphill battle will come to an end. Soon. I only have about thirty more years to enjoy my existence in this world, and I've already wasted most of it coping up with living in a broken family and all the crap that went along with it, and working my ass off just so I could stand on my own two feet. I know I deserve a break sometime, somehow -- and I'm not talking about being confined in the hospital again.

But, will that big break really ever come?

Fuck. How the hell should I know?

Thursday, September 13, 2007

There Is No Cure For Stupidity

So there I was, grabbing some food to eat at my favorite pizza place, just a few hours before writing this. I placed an order for a slice of Supreme Pan pizza and half a spaghetti in tomato sauce.

As I was about to approach the counter to pay for my order, a crew asked what drink I would like to go with my food.

Crew (smiling): "Sir, what drink would you like?"

Me (smiling back): "Uhm... Iced tea, please."

Crew: "Large?"

Me: "Uhm... Regular."

Crew: "Large only, sir."

Me: "SO WHY THE FUCK DID YOU HAVE TO ASK ME FOR THE SIZE, WHEN THERE IS ONLY ONE FUCKING SIZE AVAILABLE?!!"

And the restaurant stood still.

Actually, that last sentence was just in my imagination. I did not yell at the poor crew, but I honestly almost snapped with that stupid remark/question. I cannot see the need to ask for options when there is actually no other option available. It just wastes time. My time. Their time. And the other people in line.

Just like the saying goes, "common sense is not so common."

Wednesday, September 5, 2007

PERSONAL COLLECTION #6: Night Ranger Quad with Duke

"At ease, boys and girls. As per blog author's orders, today I will give a review of... well, I will review a bit of myself, and pretty much this "Night Ranger Quad" ATV for all those who give a damn about Sigma 6 and the many versions of yours truly that Hasbro has released during the recent years of this toy line."


"First of all, you have to pardon the rather grainy quality of the images, since the photographer (and author of this blog review) is still ill-equipped with the necessary equipment to take decent, professional-quality photos... Other than a crummy 2-megapixel Sony Ericsson k610i cellphone. Lemme just place this helmet on the rack and, if all is fine with you readers, then let us proceed."


"Aside from my cool-looking blue helmet, I am also issued with this nifty-looking NV - or to those unfamiliar with military tech jargon, "night vision" - goggles. Granted that it's not as cool as Snake Eyes' Night Ops headgear, but it still does the job."


"And, with a gentle push of the handlebars, up comes this night vision camera sensor HUD - that's "heads up display" for you military tech jargon noobs - at the front of the ATV..."


"...And by pressing on the gas tank cap..."


*ka-chakk!* "...The ATV's hood armor opens up to reveal more of the rocket launchers underneath it."


"Looking closer underneath the front hood, you can see a simulated suspension system for the front wheels. Hey, notice that the Quad has real rubber tires! But uh, if you ask me, I would've preferred that Hasbro made real spring suspension and steering system rather than that spring-action NV HUD camera and rocket launcher pop-up armor gimmick."


"But it still simulates "real" suspension and steering... Somehow. As you can see as I demonstrate how the front wheels adapt as I lean myself, along with the bike, to my right..."


"...And now to my left. Cool! Ain't it?! Whoopee..."


"OOPSIES!!!"


*THUD!* "Ehnn..."


*BOF!* "Ooooooh... My... ...Family jewels..."


"...There goes... ...my hopes for... ...Conrad Hauser Junior."


"Moving on to the front of the Quad, we have a grappling hook attachmed to a faux-winch system..."


"...And some bright green spring-launched rockets, reminiscent of G.I. Joe's neon-colored weapons during the '90's, which contributed to the blog author's decision to quit collecting 3.75-inch G.I. Joe figures."


"Now if you could help me prop the Quad up a bit... Okay, now... At least, we can see that there is REAL suspension for the Quad's rear wheels. Though the suspension travel ain't all that far, it's still a cool addition to this vehicle."


"Now on the equipment rack, the Quad comes equipped with a pickaxe, a shovel, and some extra rockets. As one can clearly see, this Quad is well-equipped for a mission. Except for an extra tire and a tire pump in case of a flat. And some extra fuel."


"There is also a knife and my trusty ol' Switchfire pistol. Kii-yahhh! Yo soy mucho macho! Ayiyiyiyiyi!!!"


"Uhmmm... Dunno where I'll put these, though. I wasn't equipped with a holster and a scabbard."


"Aha. I can see that the knife can be placed onto the slot on my thighs. Kinda dangerous for me, though -- carrying an unprotected knife on my leg like this."


"Well, I guess that concludes this review. As you can see, this Quad fits well for its intended night ops theme, especially the color scheme (hey, I made a rhyme). This is still a cool vehicle for the Sigma 6 line, though it could've been a bit better."


"Oh, hi there, Timber. What have you and the Silent One have been up to lately?"


"Hey, waitaminnit... You're not thinking what I'm..."


"Oh, no you DON'T. You're not gonna pee on those new tires, you mangy mutt!"


"Now scram! Vamoose!! Before I chop you into itty bitty pieces like your namesake!!!"


"And don't ya ever think of sprayin' your fluids onto this Quad, ya hear?!"


"Dogs and their masters..." *Tappity tap* "???"


"Er..."


"Oh, hi there, Snakes! I see you're heavily equipped right now. So... Uhm... How did the mission go?"


"This axe? Uh... I was uh... Just demonstrating the uhhh... By the way: nice shiny swords you have there!"


*chomp* "?!! Uhhhmmm..."


"Okay, hafta go now. See you in the bridge in 10 minutes SHARP... For a mission debrief. Noooneeenooonneeenooo..."

Tuesday, September 4, 2007

Mall Security Is A Joke

I recently borrowed an acquaintance's Marui Colt MkIV Centimeter Master Airsoft pistol, to try and see if I can help him sell it (and gain a little profit on the side). It came with a carrying case and looked pretty much like a legit gun.


But before I could go to the office, I had to go to the nearby mall because they were having a midnight sale event. I wanted to see how much of a discount they were giving on G.I. Joe Sigma 6 that night (which was a bit of a disappointment, since they only gave 10%).

Then I remembered I was carrying this gun inside my bag.

And since there wasn't any place where I could leave my bag other than the package counters located INSIDE the department stores - which were, in turn, INSIDE the mall itself - I decided to just go on in and see if mall security would notice (I must be rather bored with my life that night).

Turns out that after all those detectors and security frisking me and inspecting my bag (I was going in and coming out of the mall several times), they were either too lazy and/or stupid to notice that I had a rather noticeably heavy pistol case inside my bag. That, or they trust my smile too much.

Now, what if I had a real gun and decided to shoot people inside the mall or hold up a store or a group of people? What would have been the consequence for all the shoppers inside the mall during that crowded Friday night?

Could Be Engrish

I was about to log into the 'Net in a nearby cafe during my recent off day, and found this pasted on the computer monitor:



They could be having more than their fair share of cybersex in there. *LOL*