Rock Band Party starts in half an hour.

I think this is the first time I've actually tried to host a party, so I am reasonably excited. If it works out, you're all invited to the next one.

Twas the night before Christmas, and all through Grandma's house ( Read more... )

I bought a Big Daddy album from Amazon last night. The question, then is: what is the most amazing thing about the album?

a) melding "Welcome to the Jungle" with "The Lion Sleeps Tonight"
b) singing "Money For Nothing" to the tune of "Sixteen Tons"
c) what they do to "The Living Years"
d) making "Ice Ice Baby" enjoyable to listen to

Sometimes I am amazed at my ability to stress myself out. I've actually got something good going on, and right now I am scared out of my goddamn mind that I'm going to fuck it up.

But I'm still sad that Henry Gibson is dead.

Today is coconuthead's birthday. Celebrate accordingly.

And by "accordingly," I mean, "by building an enormous statue in her likeness, preferably one that shoots laser beams from its eyes."

When you're a pessimist, there is no pleasure in being right. Optimism hurts too much. There is no reward for caring.

So I'm going to stop.

So, I know at least two of you plays City of Heroes And/Or Villains. Maybe three. But in case there's more of you, I'd like to let you know that I've finally finished my Mission Architect story arcs ( Read more... )

Try and "accidental knee" your way out of that one, Ovechkin.

Dickhead.

The results of the epic team-up in this months cursey/coco crossover issue.

Brewing: done.

Fermentation: has begun.

T-Minus 6 weeks.