kinda shit that i can't think about for too long because i start thinking about how people involved in those decisions collect a salary and i do not think they should.

and, you know, the unwritten thing here of somehow like four people in the united states of america get to dictate what the actual rest of the global fucking world get to purchase and enjoy. inescapable rot of a country.

Saying there is a solution for difficulty that works for every game is like saying you have a solution for the color red.

Just like Oblivion.

I was prepared to lean into "'mericans" or whatever but this is better. how many syllables is it supposed to be, though? Two? FOUR?

escorting my friend to the store to pick up his launch unit. the actual NOVELTY of setting up a user account for a console. hunting achievements in Burnout 3: Takedown. the old Halo 2 and Halo 3 multiplayer lobbies and playlists. getting a fake wood-grain faceplate at a game store in Louisville.

do yourself a favor and dont even hate-watch that shit this year, man. go see a movie. edgar wright's new thing is in theatres. demonschool is out in 2 days, birdcage is out tomorrow. play something from your backlog. tron 2.0 is $10 on gog. catch up on some tv. do groceries. whatever.

AIpologists are exhausting

I think I've had a nightmare that went something like this