Pale Ale

I bought Saints Row 2 on sale for the PC. While kinda cool run like a turd.


Then I did the same damn thing with Red Faction Guerrila. Looks even cooler, runs like a whole pile of shit.


I hate to say these might be the worst purchases I've ever made made but I'm gonna have to consult the Way-Back Machine on that one.

I don't use the blog singly to vent when I'm angry or crazy or both.

Sometimes cool things happen.

As the crappy little screen cap shows I got a friggin 4 on 15 Tower Containment


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Oh and don't tell me the wiped the scores on X, or the data screwed up on Y!

I'm too busy doing the Dee Dee dance around my room.

I got back from optometrist. I got a "floater"in my left eye, a spot that forms in people more than twice my age.


Fucking reality is making me feel old this year.


On the bright side, due to lasik, my vision is better than it's ever been.

My WD740!

Oh nothings physically wrong with it, but at only around 70 real gigs it is simply too small to hold the games I've purchased this year.

I blame Steam, making everything so available and cheep! It's like digging through the old game pile at the Software Etc's in the mall. Except I can instantly find the diamond in the rough instead of digging past three iterations of Barbie Enema Adventures and the would have been a classic if the game play didn't totally...

I bunkered up in my room for Halloween and so the panic didn't start early but the Hound is here.

It is the eve of Thanksgiving: Herald of Xmasy!


I am starting to freak the fuck out.

Tomorrow is another Turkey Day with my folks and their crazy ass, moron, blowhard, fuckwit boomer friends at the annual potluck lunch/dinner thingy.

I wonder if I should start drinking now, but would that mean I could sober up by the time I wake up?...