Here's a little issue that pops up with becoming a shiny new owner of an XBox 360. I now have a very undeniable backlog of games I need to play. We're talking Gears of War. We're talking BioShock. We're talking Halo 3. We're talking Dead Rising. We're (soon to be) talking Assassin's Creed. We're talking Oblivion. We're talking Orange Box. It's a ( Read more... )

Parts one and two for my plan of world domination through rocking are complete ( Read more... )

Cliffs of Dover? Not a problem. First try clear.
Number of the Beast? Not a problem. First try clear.
One? Not a problem. First try clear.
Raining Blood? Go to hell, Slayer. I know that's what you guys would probably want, but seriously.

It's absolutely ridiculous. I don't know if I'm ever going to get past it save some dumb luck.

Here's to Jacoby Ellsbury, the rookie phenom double machine and the man who gave the world free tacos ( Read more... )

Eat it, Rockies.

World.

Series.

Champions.

More to follow later.

Eat it, Matt Holliday.

Two more.

I had a vision today. Game six of the World Series (if it is indeed necessary) will take place on Halloween at Fenway Park. Suddenly, I could see it clearly in my head. Jonathan Papelbon, Kevin Youkilis, Josh Beckett and assorted other players (Mike Lowell perhaps?) celebrating a World Series victory by reenacting the famous dance from Thriller in ( Read more... )

The wonders of Wikipedia. From the Firewater page ( Read more... )

Eat it, Indians.

Eat it, Yankees.