My deepest fantasy is that, in my meanderings on this site, we will produce a piece of language that is useful to you. Not a slogan; not a quip or a retort, though if we do happen to provide those I'm happy to be of service. What I actually want to do is to create a useful linguistic tool that will improve your life, or has a life of its own, used over and over until the original source has been completely filed away.
We will be choosing the Omeganauts on August 5th, from the pool of those who have registered to attend this year's show. If you want to get "in the mix," as it were, then registering today is strongy advised. Of course, even if you aren't chosen, you're still going to PAX. There's really no way to lose.
Dante's Inferno makes less and less sense each time it bobs to the surface of games coverage. That shouldn't be construed as a review; I don't know anything about it. I'm just saying that whenever an asset does emerge, video, image, or interview, it falls instantly out of my head.
Having been delayed in our return flight multiple times, the last time I saw on the clock before I was overcome by sleep was 3:59 in the morning. I didn't recognize my room when I woke up in it. Then, I missed the last couple stairs and landed in a heap. I'm seriously wondering if I will be able to type without injury.
Arc System Works' BlazBlue has, much as their Guilty Gear before it, forcibly created a domain for itself in our minds. It exhibits another strange feature, something rare in a fighter, and something I've only seen in the Guilty Gears: I don't actually mind losing. Winning is exhilarating, to be certain. But I can fail without anguish, which means I am likely to play again, which means I am able to grow in skill, which has as its happy result an increased chance of victory in the future. It's a circuit I am delighted to travel.
"Ham Doctor" was just one entry in a horrifying list we made up to shock the future. Here are the others, if you are so inclined:
Seeing an article about the naughty language policies on Xbox Live generated two corollary effects:
I just got word that we will also have about 20 "blank" CTS figures at Comic Con. These are just white, unpainted figures. If you'd like one of the blanks they will be $75 and I'll be happy to draw all over the thing for you.
Good news! The CTS figures made it here this weekend, which means we'll have some of them down in San Diego. Comic Con will be the first place you'll be able to get these but they will be going up on the store soon. I think we'll have about 150 of them available down at the convention. I can't be certain obviously but I have a feeling that if you want one of these you should probably try and swing by within the first couple days of the show.
I sometimes ask friends who work at Microsoft why it is that they can't just be happy with absolute dominion over the realm of personal computing. Why they must prowl and scrape, why there is snarling, why there is lurking under bushes and (most importantly) why there is a subsequent leaping out to grip customers and then drag them with their powerful jaws.
A curious fact one can learn if you actually read the article you're sourcing:
Battlefield 1942 is almost seven years old, if you can believe it. Obviously, the events depicted are much older - but we've been playing the Conquest gametype now since 2002.
Internet just came back at the office, which allowed me to see a typographical error that has apparently been festering up there all day. I am suffering retroactively.