I’m filthy, I’m hungry, I’m fed up to the teeth. I’m very revolutionary – I haven’t washed in weeks. (Bonzo Dog Doo-dah Band, Busted) Hens love roosters (Simpsons – Everybody loves Ned Flanders) You walk the thinnest of the ice,
Archive: March 2006
So, if you take the people who original wrote Diablo, add a futuristic/medieval asthetic, top of the line graphics and then backdrop the entire thing with demons spewing forth from the London Underground, you get Hellgate: London. and it looks
I’ve been given a couple of invitations for the Guild Wars Factions preview event (25th to 28th March). If anyone’s interested, please comment.
Crossposted to LJ. Brackets are the person who got it first. You will *not* get all of these. I’m filthy, I’m hungry, I’m fed up to the teeth. I’m very revolutionary – I haven’t washed in weeks. Hens love roosters
‘Mr Winvoe?’ he said, after whistling into it. ‘Ah. Good. Tell me, how much do we have in our vaults at the moment? Oh, approximately. To the nearest million, say.’ He held the tube away from his ear for a
So, with my new, black, shiny personal backup device I have been listening to Podcasts. These are some I’m enjoying: The official TMBG podcast – Tracks that wouldn’t make an album, and the occasional long sketch I’m thankful I could
Watch this (“Grand Finale”)
Stage One. Buy new Powerbook. Also buy USB external hard-drive to back it onto. Do so regularly. Stage Two. Home desktop starts making clicky-whirring noises of death. Live with this for a little while, but eventually get The Fear for
[Guildenstern is pretending to be Hamlet] Rosencrantz: Let me get it straight. Your father was king. You were his only son. Your father dies. You are of age. Your uncle becomes king. Guildenstern: Yes. Rosencrantz: Unusual. Guildenstern: Undid me. Rosencrantz: