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Oh, '93. What was I doing then? I believe I was finishing college after dropping out in '90 (I'll always claim I'm class of '90). I was in a school musical that year called A Dream on Royal Street. It was a mash up of Madi Gra and Shakespeare's A Midsummer Night's Dream. I played Francis Flute and had to appear in drag to outrageous laughter. Then I had to sing a song. Ah, days when I was fearless on stage. I was also an understudy to a minor character in Shakespeare's Hamlet that summer. I took a ceramics class and was encouraged to continue. I didn't. I also won an award for a short story I wrote in creative writing class. I was encouraged to publish. I didn't. It seems I ignored all good advice that year. Story of my life. Here's some media I absorbed in '93. 

I'd like to see Marvin the Martian be the leading character in a game. You could pour out different aliens to fight for you as you attempt to take over earth. It'd be like Overlord meets Destroy All Humans. 

Oh baby, yeah, library additions. How much more navel gazing can I do? Well, a lot apparently, and you all have to put up with it, or not. Believe me, I will go if asked. 

I imagine a daffy takedown to be like Ren & Stimpy executing the flying butt pliers in the wrestling match episode. 

I'm revisiting 1990-94 this month. I spent a lot of time researching media for each year and trying to remember what I saw, heard, played. I came up with one item from each genre that I would save from a fire, or some like thing. Here's what I'm adding to my permanent virtual (hopefully matterial someday) library for 1991. 

The ducks have invaded Disneyland, and it's your job to get them back to their ponds and clean up the park. WIth your duck catcher net and a broom, it's time to do your Disney duty. "Custodian crusade!"

I'd like to build my own library of media favorites, so I'm starting this month. It begins with what I'm already looking back on, the early '90s. So here's what I got for 1990 in TV, film, games, music and books. 

I've done my nerd duty and played some video games and watched some anime.

Peg leg pirates are meaner than regular pirates. Can you blame them?

Brin, the Savage Martyr, has swept the taint of chaos from the battle cathedral, but there is one remaining, Lord Festering and his cordon of flesh drones. Brin, with his mighty crypto-tech nanoblade, will prove his might or be martyred for the cause of The Blessed Cleansing. This, attentive acolbytes, is the story of his last glorious day.