

In the past we gave our thinking sand armored shells. But these days we should consider imbuing the thinking sand with an artificial soul, so it can use the distilled knowledge of man to decide how best to defend itself from the things from outer space. Sure, the thinking sand may daydream and momentarily see mankind as the enemy, but only sometimes.
Not even waiting until you’ve become a woman.
Now that’s metal!

Biblically-accurate embroidery.


Some bugs are so good, you leave them in.


The Gaming Notebook
“See you there.”
“See you sooner.”
“What?”
[read]


At the time, I knew her from Free Willy.
She’s allowed to grow a beard if she wants.


One of my favorite tracks on the original Guitar Hero.
Cool, now I gotta listen to that song.


{lemmysilver}


“You was here… and you was smooching with my brother!”


Aging backwards?


Oh, please tell me he’s still getting voiceover gigs. He needs to leave his mark on as many things as possible before the end.


Not just because it’s a better version of Avatar, but because Brazil is, in like 30 years, going to be a barren desert unless we start treating loggers like ivory poachers.


Range al the way to… heh …SPACE!!
If I’m not sure about a game, I try to find a long play online somewhere. If at any point I find myself wishing I could take the controller and play that part myself, then it’s probably a game I should buy.
Start watching someone else pay the games in your backlog and see if any of them make you want to play them for yourself.