As some of you may know, I go completely crazy about Halloween and love getting my costumes together. This is part of my costume prop assortment for this year. I won’t say what it is or what I’ll be but I did have some fun putting this together.

Despite how little faith I have in humanity it still comes as a surprise when I see someone fly by a stop sign without so much as slowing down. Tonight, however, something much more offensive than that happened. As I was stopped at a stop sign waiting for my turn to go so I can make a right turn, a van swevered around me from behind and went right on through the intersection.

Dick move, van driver! I guess you’d like to live in a world where stop signs didn’t exist. Well, I’d like to live in a world where a giant Godzilla foot stomped the ever-loving shit out of you. Sadly, neither of us can get that wish.

Seriously, what’s up with this shit? Are we voting every year now? Thanks for wasting my money, everybody.

That’s all I hear right now. Low tones, high tones. Notes held for way too long. The ringing in my head has company.

Beginning to wonder if what I have is just a case of summer allergies. In fact, I’m kind of hoping it is. Today at work I finally crossed the last thing off my ever-fluctuating “to do” list and it felt pretty good. Then I had a feeling of dread - now what? It didn’t last too long because I found a bunch of other stuff to occupy my time with.

Tomorrow is X’08. It’s a big (huge!) media event where upcoming Xbox 360 games will be shown. Last year’s event was actually the first press event I’d gone to concerning gaming, and it was before I even had a good creative outlet to write for because at most Chart would have published a 60-word overview of what happened maybe three months after the fact (if at all). And in fact, they didn’t ask that I write anything for it so it was mostly a chance to just play games. Not that I minded that. For tomorrow, I’ll be taking a camera and tape recorder. I will even make internets happen afterwards. Ah, technology, you make me complete.

Today was the first day in what feels like ages that I didn’t get a bajillion visitors looking at Professor Layton Deleted Scenes. Instead, I got about a half bajillion visitors to my write-up but not a review of Too Human, which is an Xbox 360 game that is cool to hate. I’ve already established myself as not being cool some time around 1979 - so I really like the game. What are you gonna do, give me a wedgie because of it?

Also, found these awesome dudes at the Bible-y thrift store this weekend. They weren’t out in the open but instead tucked away in the box of a Star Tracks* Interactive VHS Board Game! How awesome are they? I love Captain Pickard*!

*I did this to piss off the Star Track fans.

Wow. The weather is finally nice this evening. Mark that down in your calendar, folks. The first nice evening of the summer and it’s already August 19! What a terrible year, weather-wise. We’re all going to die soon.

It thus comes as no surprise that on this first nice evening of the summer, I am coming down with what appears to be a cold. Itchy ears, scratch throat, and dripping phlegm are the signs that clued me in to this. I think I’ll be able to fight this one off because I have a lot of exciting things coming up in the next little while that I can’t emotionally afford to miss.

This Friday, I’ll be leaving work early to go to the FanExpo – FOR WORK. Yes, my workplace is paying to send me to a comic, sci-fi, anime, horror, and all-out NERD convention. I love it. Now I know I’ve been diplomatic in the past when discussing my previous and shitty job and comparing it to my new most excellent and amazing job – but aww, fuck it. My old place would never let me even read a comic at my desk, let alone send me to a convention. So uh, stick that up your ass, “old place of employment!”

Next week I’m also going to go to another giant nerdfest for work – the Penny Arcade Expo, in Seattle! Fancy stuff. Have I made it in life when my workplace pays to send me to things that I would otherwise have gladly paid to go to (had I the money)? I’d like to think so. So uh, stick it up your ass, guy on the train who has a Rolex but hates his life!

Haha. I’m horrible today. I blame David Bowie. You know, just ’cause.

I realize in my attempt to make this site look like the interface of a shitty old computer, I’ve made things a little difficult to read. If it hurts your eyes, I’m really sorry. On the upside, you could always just read this in your RSS “thingy” instead.

Finally going to have some coffee. The carafe broke 4 days ago and we had to buy a new maker just to get a carafe. Dying of withdrawal. Must…. Have… COFFEE.