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Morning Discussion

by Jeff "geedeck" Gondek, Sep 11, 2008 4:26am PDT

Morning Shackers. Japan needs to be more creative, the Warhammer MMO pre-launch is starting soon and if you were a fan of Genesis-era Phantasy Star games, well then the depressing news is they clearly only want to make Diablo-alikes, but now on DS!

















  • OMGH2U!! HOW R UR HURRICANE!?!!111

    So today was my last day with current employer (read IT Slave fuckingFIXthis/everythingworksBREAKsomethingorlookbusy) and in celebration a debacuherous going away happy hour was planned followed by a quick road trip to Austin tomorrow to see motherfucking MOGWAI and probably make fun of that pretty boy feg wtf242 and try and figure out why everyone in austin wants to eat japanese candy and touch each others genitalia while listening to incredibly hip music.

    Unfortunately IKE changed those plans and my MANweekend turned into "HOLY FUCK WE'RE ALL GOING TO DIE DON'T LEAVE ME HERE WITH NO WATER NO POWER AND A 4 MONTH OLD" and so after some incredibly entertaining planning I manage to meet the woman on the outskirts of Houston for the trek North West. Go Go Gadget Traffic and thank god for Hybrids because it was pretty much 2 solid hours of bumper to bumper with irate baby from Jersey Village to College Station. I listened to Erasure. I felt very gay. I hated everyone that chose to live south of the 610 loop because they were ALL in my fucking way. Erasure sort of soothed that, but not really. Then I listened to Sigur Ros and felt very yuppiesh, especially when the kid stopped crying and I just coasted along on my ultra energy concious hybrid still hating everyone but with a latte attitude.

    After College Station things picked up and we go to go 80, but then Brenham showed up and since everyone wanted to go to Austin (because apparently the hurricane shelters in Austin are way better than the last 3 cities with hotels) I sat in more traffic. Plus, I was going West and that annoying hot ball of gas was pretty much blinding me while providing an exquisite headache. This too passed, and we go to crank it back up to 80 only to pull over in Giddings so the little demon could suck on mommy's tit (yeah, how much does daddy get to do that these days? ZERO kids! Pull out. Please for the love of GOD pull out) and I went to Subway to buy some chips and caffeine and marveled at the abundance of inbreeding in Giddings (seriously people, stop fucking 1st cousins). After that the kid went back to sleep because I put on Black Rebel Motorcycle Club and that shit will put anyone to sleep (especially How) and then I remembered exactly WHY 290 is the worst fucking freeway on the planet. It's not because of the shit traffic between 610 and the Beltway in Houston, although that is excrementable. No, it's because when you see Austin in the distance it's the ultimate blue ball like going to dinner with Natalie Portman and Scarlett Johannsen and getting to watch them make out and offer you a handjob but just when they pull down your pants the cops show up and arrest all three of you for being socialist. It's that sort of shit, because when you see Austin you realize you have to go through 20,16018608 red lights just to get to fucking 35.

    So, here I sit .. in my $300 a night Hurricane shelter (obviously, with the baby and wife in tow the original plan of passing out on the floor of my brother-in-law's efficiencly reeking of weed and beer is not an option) in teh middle of downtown Austin drinking a gin and tonic and letting the woman's $13 portabello panini get cold.

    This show better be fucking brilliant, or else I'm going to fucking NUKE scotland.