Not just a Gears of War Achievement! Apparently it’s also not just a copycat (homage?) BlackSite: Area 51 Achievement either! The TimeSyphon had its first user signup, Iolis. Probably thought he could sneak in. Anyway, in honor of this internet baby step, he is granted immunity from being called a noob for 1 year. December 4, 2008 shall see this grace period expire though. Maybe it’ll be a holiday, hell I dunno. Guess I should start posting stuff.
Author ArchiveI may or may not have mentioned that I like Call of Duty 4: Modern Warfare. Anyway, I like it like sugar. Tomorrow I’m mailing a copy back. Why, I pretend you ask? Oh, well lemme tell you. See, I enjoyed the multi player beta enough that I was willing to pay overnight shipping on the for troof game. This is against my religion, but I did it anyway. Long story slightly longer, last Tuesday saw me rip open my package little kid style to discover shiny golden…regular CoD4:MW. I ordered Collector’s. Thus I churned out an angry email and headed to the real life stores. First store (ebil Wally) didn’t have it at all, second didn’t have any non-pre-order but was willing to call around. They found me a store 40 minutes away that had one and would hold it, so off I drove. I get to said store to find they don’t know what the hell I’m talking about, who I am, or my daddy and what he does. Turns out the guy had called a DIFFERENT store 30 miniutes another direction. Woot. Well the store I’m at called me back out of the parking lot to say they’d sell me a pre-order that hadn’t been claimed yet, and assured me they would have more for that guy in the morning. I got all rosy cheeked and I’m pretty sure I felt some sort of emotion inside. I called the other store and explained what had gone down so the guy could sell the copy he was holding. All told I’ve spent too much gas (about an hour and a half driving), a stupid amount of potential play time, and a barrage of emails. But, I have some “I’m sorry” coupons and a refund on the way, and one of the most awesomest games. Evar. I could bitch about GameStop’s lame ass “3 more than we pre sold” stock policy, but enough other people already have. The employees were nice, at least. Since I’m a point whore I’m posting a banner for the Charlie Oscar Delta fan site. I should be playing, but you do what you have to do. Let’s do ‘dis. I have combined something I like decently (Halloween) with something that grates on me ( XD faces ) for a hybrid pumpkin of unstopable power.
Oct
17
2007
Posting Again, For the First TimePosted by: TimeSyphon in A Ramble, Adventure, Food, Video GamesSo anyway, today I didn’t have plans or immediate business to take care of at lunch. Idle hands. Of course I explored. It started out innocent, seeing where the other end of a road was. Turns out I already knew, I had just never made the connection. I have now officially made said connection, and it is unfulfilling. I’m some sort of compulsive collector, so since I was “close” I went to Burger King to get a Halo 3 bag (last time I just got a cup). Anyway, I just got a regular bag again, and regular cup this time, leaving me still without accomplishment. In fact, since fast food will kill you I’d say I was firmly in the hole, a hole no amount of generic cups will dig me out of. Naturally I drove down another road. I almost didn’t, since reading two lane ending signs was not enough to make me slow down. After a quick jaunt into a mobile home community (I didn’t want to say trailer park in case you’re reading this from one), and picking my now empty fry container out of the floorboard, I was ready to rock and continue rolling. Oh, I got a Halo 3 fry box, wee. My generic bag had also retained one fry, but that’s not important right now. Had I accepted this small accomplishment at face value I would not have spent the better part of an hour driving down a road to fuckin nowhere. I really expected to see a “no outlet” sign or a Delorean, something other than trees and farms. I needed to make my way right (I don’t know the cardinal direction, like you care) but this particular road was intent on curving left. It reminded me of my wang actually. Anyway I got back to the office with 4 minutes of lunch remaining – plenty of time to eat my Whopper Jr and one fry. I also had time to clean my car, get a good start on my colossal Vault (gag) and realize I could have actually posted here. Now you know where my free time goes. It’s stupid shit like driving around town, in this case the sticks, or debating what unhealthy thing I want to eat. Sometimes I stare at the wall. Yeah, back in the pre-now, when survivor first aired Stateside, I remember a guy saying “Arrrr….it’s a dickhatch” in reference to Richard Hatch and his butt pirating. It’s catchy, no? See it’s his name, annnd what he does. Get it? Ahahaha. ha. Ever since that fateful day the line has been inextricably attached to any mention of Survivor, Pirates or Rich himself in my little brain. Just wanted to inflict that on you as well. Anyway, today is an important day. Today marks some unknown number of years that I have continued to forget this holiday. Every. Freaking. Year. I forget it’s Talk Like a Pirate Day until it’s too late. I mean seriously, how many times can I forget this. The only result is more bitterness and poorly told stories from my past. I’m putting this holiday in my calendar, and if you’re still reading next year I’ll write something good as a reward. It’ll be here before you know it. Possibly before I know it, but I have that reminder. God. As the jingle went, “Almond Joy’s got nuts, Mounds don’t.” I took this for granted for years, blissfully ignorant to the forces that controlled my very foodage. No more! What am I talking about? Coconut. Yeah, what does that have in it? Nut. And it’s in bofum. Both. Of. Them. The other day I realized Mounds do have nuts. Proud of my newfound realization I went to Wikipedia to crush my enthusiasm. Turns out coconut is not part of the nut “family.” I says that if nothing else they’re freaking adopted. Classroom: Nuts can be fruit or seed, coconut is a fruit with nut in its name. Someone needs to come clean. Did the Hershey group (or Peter Paul himself!) force nuts to kick out their coconut brethren? Are Mounds merely Castrato Almond Joys? Are those the nuts they speak of? Until I know for sure, I say they both have nuts. But, to be PC (and not mock the Castratos, poor bastards) I’m calling Almond Joy’s little wonders “growths.” Kind of like huge tumors under your chocolatey goodness. I’m going in for more research, just for you, the kind-hearted reader. So far all I’ve found is this bra Right now I’ve got Weird Al in my head. Sometimes I feel like a nut, or like a nut is singing to me about feeling like a nut. I don’t mean detractors. Ever get involved in a bunch of stuff, none of which can be finished in the short term? Yeah, life. Anyway, among my other responsibilities that I have no intention of speaking about here, I am intentionally adding this one. Long put off and long needed, this release just has to happen. So here it is, a day late and a dollar short. Not so much a responsibility as an outlet for all the others. Ref: my soul. I’ll probably end up adding whatever song is on my mind, like all the blogs, because I like music. Why? Why would I do such a thing as add my internal babble to the already cluttered internet? Aside from the fact that I can, I honestly hope someone gets a chuckle out of this site. Maybe even a chortle. Possibly their first taste of a song or movie they never knew they liked. Maybe even enlightenment. If you find enlightenment here, through my words, you might need a good doctor. Hell, even a bad doctor. I’ve spent a good portion of my life taking in things in from the internet (henceforth most likely intarweb) and for a very long time I’ve just wanted to get my hands a little dirtier. Curse your bad luck for bothering to read what may be the most useless post I make. My statement. I hope the rest are a bit more interesting, you don’t really have to come back. But, what if you miss something? |












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