I don't know what it is about Yug but he's fast becoming obsessed with photoshopping me onto game characters whenever our quiz prizes are themed around a specific game. Look:
Perhaps this is his way of trying to get my attention, the poor shy boy. Anyway, kick off Tuesday at 6:30. Come along.
Saturday, November 27, 2010
Thursday, November 25, 2010
Somehow relevant headline
ZPs: Force Unleashed 2 and Call of Duty: Blagops. XPs: Fallout: New Vegas and Force Unleashed 2. I don't know what it is about the number 2 that it seems like the perfect number of weeks to update on. It always seems to be the moment when my apathy runs out.
Anyway, my desk calendar currently says 'do the laundry'. As well as 'Thursday, November 25th', and that means next Tuesday (the 30th) is trivia quiz night at the Mana Bar again, do come along for a piss-up and a brain-up. I do compile all these quizzes myself in my spare time, not that anyone ever thanks me for it.
In other news, the short story I wrote for the Machine of Death anthology, the tantalisingly titled Exhaustion From Having Sex With A Minor (all the stories are named after a death prediction that factors heavily in the story, you see), has now been released in audio book form as a podcast, read by some dildo called Yahtzee Croshaw. Oh wait, that's me. How embarrassing that I just called them a dildo, because that means I'm calling myself a dildo. Christ, I can't do anything right today. Click here to check it out if you're some kind of scrub who can't even summon the effort to download the PDF version, let alone buy a copy.
Anyway, my desk calendar currently says 'do the laundry'. As well as 'Thursday, November 25th', and that means next Tuesday (the 30th) is trivia quiz night at the Mana Bar again, do come along for a piss-up and a brain-up. I do compile all these quizzes myself in my spare time, not that anyone ever thanks me for it.
In other news, the short story I wrote for the Machine of Death anthology, the tantalisingly titled Exhaustion From Having Sex With A Minor (all the stories are named after a death prediction that factors heavily in the story, you see), has now been released in audio book form as a podcast, read by some dildo called Yahtzee Croshaw. Oh wait, that's me. How embarrassing that I just called them a dildo, because that means I'm calling myself a dildo. Christ, I can't do anything right today. Click here to check it out if you're some kind of scrub who can't even summon the effort to download the PDF version, let alone buy a copy.
Thursday, November 11, 2010
I'm such a hack
ZPs: Enslaved and Fallout New Vegas. XPs: Shaky cam and how Enslaved should have been. What, you want fancy graphics and quotes with those? I'm a busy man. Also, trivia night at the Mana Bar returns to its fortnightly schedule with the next one being next Tuesday on the 16th, another little window of colour and amusement in your otherwise grey, depressing lives.
I've been getting reports that Firefox has been reporting my original site (www.fullyramblomatic.com) as an attack site. Indeed, the redirect page appeared to have been hacked and filled with spam links. I've now removed it and put the original back in, and replaced the main index of the old site archive just in case, so hopefully that solves the issue and you can jolly well tell Firefox to stop being such a fussy nanny browser.
And finally, a thought for the day: a 'relationship' occurs when two people run out of things to say to each other, so they shut each other up by putting their genitals in each other's mouths. A break up comes about when they run out of things to do with those, too.
I've been getting reports that Firefox has been reporting my original site (www.fullyramblomatic.com) as an attack site. Indeed, the redirect page appeared to have been hacked and filled with spam links. I've now removed it and put the original back in, and replaced the main index of the old site archive just in case, so hopefully that solves the issue and you can jolly well tell Firefox to stop being such a fussy nanny browser.
And finally, a thought for the day: a 'relationship' occurs when two people run out of things to say to each other, so they shut each other up by putting their genitals in each other's mouths. A break up comes about when they run out of things to do with those, too.
Monday, November 1, 2010
Come one, come all
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