This game.
THIS GAME.
COULD have been one of my favorite games.
But when it effectively takes 20 minutes to load between missions on a computer that is capable of playing Crysis smoothly on maxed out graphics, you know something isn't right. When it says you've spent 14 hours playing a game and you know you couldn't have spent more than 5 on it, you know something isn't right.
When you spend more time pacing than you do playing, you know something isn't right.
When you spent 50$
Okay, ever since I started taking these art classes I've realized I rarely drawn freehand anymore. No drawings of monsters, machines, chicks, disgruntled cartoon characters, nothing. The art classes have taken my creativity and smashed it, mashed it, and bashed it into this refined version that only knows about focal points, accents, values, geometric shapes and dusty still life items.
Gee, I wonder why I'm so eager to revert back to my primitive drawing methods after learning all of these s
Well, what do you know? Predator 3 coming out in July.
I really, really hope this guy knows what he's doing. We've already had AVP and AVPII tarnish both the Predator and Aliens credibility. I loved Predator and Predator 2- heck, I actually liked Predator 2 more than the first.
This is either gonna make or break any hope of the sci-fi monsters making separate comebacks. We've all learned by now that AVP is the anti-thesis to Reeses Peanut Butter cups: Sometimes two great things don't go b
I've had myself a nice, quiet day. Nothing like wrapping up some homework, doing some painting and reading while listening to the sound of rain outside. After having an awesome dinner of baked talapia with a variety of garden goodies, I knew there was only one way to conclude this pleasant day: A mug of creamy earl gray tea with a bit of the ultra-violence. And what better group of droogs to have a little of the ol' ultra-violence than these four extraordinary gentlemen?
*I was going to make
Okay, I'm not gonna delve too deeply into this because that'd tread on the toes of Bzpower's politics policy (Say that ten times fast!) but I still felt like throwing it out there.
Long story made short, a surly legion of US Customs And Border Protection grunts have been devoting an unpleasantly large amount of time and tax dollars to -repeatedly- raiding this one Airsoft retailer out in Washington. These tactical geniuses seem to believe that since these toy guns shoot plastic pellets they
I just gave these two furry ingrates a flea bath last night, and now they're already crawling with them again.
When I move out, I'm getting myself a non-mammalian pet. I'm thinking a macaw or something.
Was bored, decided to browse through my picture folder, and I gotta say I find some priceless stuff in here sometimes.
C'mon, you know that just looks cool.
GOTTAM
Uh. Surprised?
...Do I really need to say anything about this last one?
Okay so I'm eating a slightly early lunch and browsing through the paper because, you know, it's there in front of me. Front page news about some bank robber, all that gloopy nonsense that every newspaper probably has on their front page. Newspapers are cheap shockumentaries that tell you what they want you to know, I am aware- I never read them without a grain of salt. Anyway.
Who is this bank robber? Some bub by the name of Luther Whocares. This genius wannabe criminal mastermind spent week
You know, when you've got the volume on your Ipod up loud for one particular song you really like? And then you go to change songs, the general volume fluctuates for half a moment, and suddenly it's like the sound barrier had been shattered. Then for a brief moment you need to look around to make sure your brains aren't splattered all over the place.
Well I'm still looking around because a little nagging bit at me insists that I must have lost at least a pound of neural hamburger meat somewh
After another grueling week of being up to my ears in work, trying to fill out job applications *Because Acme sucks* , having no contact from my chucklenut friends too busy being in California having fun and all that fun vesch, I was looking forward to getting art class out of the way.
Being fifteen minutes late because I literally was finishing this latest piece of artistic torture at the last minute, I wanted to hope my troubles were behind me as next week is spring break.
The prof just
Break the ring
Kill the worm
It's time to stop crying
It's now your turn
Get up and do something
If all this makes you churn
Let them hear you scream
The world will never learn
It'll eat you in it's scheme
Fight back, make it burn
Grasp on to your dream
Rend the dragon torn
Destroy the jaws of the machine
And turn it into what you yearn
It's your choice to end what you've seen
Let them see what you accomplish rather than mourn
I'd insert a disclaimer here about how this is not ego maniacal, but I can't offer an excuse. My apologies! But yeah, these facts are really my way of communicating how things have changed in terms of everything Bzpower related since I was last around. Because let's face it; you're not going to be seeing a lot of me around the forums.
- If I'm on Bzpower, chances are I am really, really bored. Nothing against this site or anything, but I decided to move on from general internet socializi
So I got what was presumably the final issue of the Bionicle comics. Now I won't lie when I say I don't particularly care much about it anymore- 95% of my figures are sealed away in the attic. But I figured I might as well read it just so I can know how things ended to my childhood. I throw grammar and punctuation to the wind in this summary of all that went through my mind as I skimmed- yes, skimmed, I didn't have the brass to make myself thoroughly read it- through the comic.
» Click to s
It's amazing how quickly one can graze through a book on a day with clear skies and 60 degree weather, eh?
Anyway, I love this novel. I saw the movie at Yankee Doodle's place months ago and found it disturbing. Now I read the story and the second time around I find I adore it- no thanks to the slang used throughout. I swear, reading that book must have given me over a dozen new words for my vocabulary.
Stanley Kubrick's movie portrays it as a book of horrors, a shocumentary if you will- b
Call it curiosity.
Call it boredom.
Call it a crime against nature.
Yeah, I'm dropping by again- no it's fine, I know nobody cares. I stopped caring about internet socializing awhile ago anyway; thank Ted for that. I hit that lovely little realization where while the world may be scratching at your door, it's up to you to open the door and greet it. Not to imply that I've gone on some epic journey of a lifetime here, but heck, I'm working on it and that's rewarding in itself. But hey, n
I love it because of how absurd it gets and trying to explain it. Take this colorful variety of examples from last Sunday's game club.
3 of my Tau Gun Drones chased a group of Imperial Guardsmen off the map in close combat. If you're unfamiliar with Warhammer, I'll break it down further. Can you imagine how a group of 3 robots that are basically metal frisbees could somehow kill a few guys in a group of 30 or so armed men AND scare the bejeebus out of them? Neither can I, but it happened. No
Okay, I'm bored- so we're going to play a little game here. I'm going to show you glimpses of one of my novels, and you're going to try and piece together what's happening. Feedback for bonus points. Ready?
"Can you hear them? The lampposts can’t stop crying! I don’t blame them, though. They’re all so close to one another but they can’t walk to visit each other. So close, yet so far away… Misery loves company and yet I’m so lonely…"
"I now wonder if God had blessed me when I was
*The following is a transcript of a series of text messages exchanged last night from my fellow movie goer Partner In Crime, Yankey Doodle- And no, that is not his real name- *
"Yo carl"
"Oh hey- whats up?"
"Not much, bored."
"Small world"
"Well heres something to spice things up"
"?"
"Dare you to watch Captain America"
"Oh no did they seriously make a movie of that"
"Yes. Look it up and watch"
"Only if you watch it too"
"Fiiinee"
And that was how I spent m
So much for California.
So much for the weekend.
So much for not going postal.
Thanks, my camaraderie!
If you need, me I'm going to be using Google Earth to find the nearest orphanage.
Merry Christmas, courtesy of The Star Wars Holiday Special! Here's to hoping you guys all have a good one~
*DISCLAIMER: No, I never have and never will dare to watch that God awful abomination. I just watched a Nostalgia Critic review of it and even then it was still painful.*
So far in less then 24 hours we now have almost 2 feet of snow AND I got a Game Informer magazine with a goldmine of info on Dead Space 2.
Life is good.
SCREAMIN JESUS: "09'S BEST MOVIES?" Hint if we have any decency left Inglorious Basterds won't be on there
The Blorb: wai
SCREAMIN JESUS: Because it's a historically innacurate movie that's sole drive was to show mindless brutal violence
The Blorb: it's supposed to be innacurate THEY KILLED HITLER.
SCREAMIN JESUS: Nazi or no nazi, an eye for an eye only makes the world go blind, yet the movie glorifies it
The Blorb: yes because it is a movie about a war
The Blorb: don't judge it until you'
So last night we got the replacement graphics card for the PC. Being a graphics card, I decided to give it The Crysis Test to see how well it performed.
I did not expect it to be able to play the game on full out graphics while still flowing seamlessly.
I am
so much
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