Thursday, July 12, 2012

Avacynian Decisions




Just throwing cards together and seeing what sticks

So M13 is breathing down our necks and it's high time for me to comment on the previous release. Better late than never! I've settled into my new house, with my new fiance, and my mind has room to intelligently communicate via keyboard once again. Before we continue I promise that Magic is not going to be all I write about. I feel I have a Firefall beta post brewing in the depths. So, hold your pinky up to the computer monitor, smart-phone, tablet, or any other gadgetry used to divine this page from the aether. Promised. Now, on with the ideation!

Wednesday, July 11, 2012

Podcast: We are okay at this!

Emotions were mixed in this hot and steamy recording environment
It was a warm and muggy night. I was about 5 years old. I was listening to my Grandfather tell me stories about his war stories, mostly from Vietnam. The brutal conditions of war and how he sometimes wished he could be in the comfortable, safe, and secure confines of a podcast recording set-up. He wipes his tears away as the past starts to quickly show in his face. He slowly raises his head to look at me in my adolescent eyes and says, "Nothing defines a man like a content rich, just over an hour and at least 2 people talking about gaming, podcast." He begins to tear even more. I do as well. I cannot hold this back. After this conversation, that definitely happened, I have set out my whole entire life to do so. I think I will make him a proud Grandfather.

Thursday, June 21, 2012

The minions in the world grow slightly mediocre

If you don't understand how violent Diablo 3 is, and where this is going.
Please. Just think about it.

So unlike every other redditer (redditites?) and every other person who posts on the Diablo 3 Forums, Will and I have not reached level 60 yet. You know, that life thing.

As casually "hardcore" gamers we try to be, we at least have made it to level 50 and Act 4 of nightmare difficulty. At a young age, we found out that we could soak up our parents electricity bill by playing Diablo and Diablo 2 on two separate computers while listening to Limp Bizkit, we have pretty much stuck together through any Blizzard game. Yes, this even includes World of Warcraft. *Sigh* Damn, this is already depressing... Quick! To the first key point!

Tuesday, June 5, 2012

A memory that will forever be indescribable Pt. 3

Stephen Reid and I slightly inebriated. Slightly. Also, game face.



Saturday

Have you ever had a day where you wake up and you have no idea something great is going to happen to you? If you answered that question with anything other than "Whhaaaa...?" This place called the internet is not for you. So just... go.

Thursday, May 31, 2012

Wood for Sheep


Whoops! Did I say that out loud?

I'm back from my literary hiatus. Nothing like the home stretch of a grad school semester to pick the sweet sweet time from your bones like a goddam vulture.

Anywho, like a lot of people, when I attended PAX East I had the opportunity to expand my horizons. One of the ways this manifested itself was in the board game arena. There was a plethora to choose from. A wholesale cornucopia, if you will, of cool games but I picked only one to actually sit down and learn. Twas one that I've heard good things many a time before: Settlers of Catan.

Tuesday, May 29, 2012

A memory that will forever be indescribable Pt. 2

Cosplay at it's absolute finest.


Friday

We first hit the Expo floor and immediately get overwhelmed. We walk to the Star Wars: The Old Republic almost immediately. Unfortunately people are already playing so we grab our Tauntaun pet code immediately and run for the Rockstar/Max Payne 3 booth. On the way we get distracted like a kid with A.D.D. in a room full of shiny, moving things.

Wednesday, May 16, 2012

A memory that will forever be indescribable Pt. 1

To some this is a group of nerds. To others it's a field
full of daisies just waiting to be frolicked in.

PAX East will forever be my favorite memory. Ever. I honestly have been starting at those two sentences for about 20 minutes now and have no real good way to segway this into a better description or even a decent metaphor. I can't. I simply cannot summarize PAX any better than that. So let's pretend that this fake transition is about as real as wrestling.