A Summer Of Sci-Fi

Whilst I suppose you could consider this post a bit of a filler — or Fluffer, if you will — I will comfort you with the knowledge that I have been wanting to write this one for a few months but never felt like I had a good enough excuse to do so.

Well, now I do. I want to squeeze in another post before the end of this month — because you know, quantity before quality — and my only other option was talking about my morning coffee endeavours. And I’m sure you’re all getting pretty sick of that. So instead, I’m giving you a list of 5 Sci-Fi films you should watch if you haven’t already. Trailers included because I’m such a nice guy, right?

Playing Feet-Tickler’s Creed III

I have finally gotten around to playing Assassin’s Creed III, one of the many games I had on my list of games to play. Having played a few hours — surely enough to pass judgement, wouldn’t you think? — of the game so far I have a few concerns I would like to discuss, if that’s all right?

I’m kidding, of course. I want to rant about it… but boy, where do I start?

The Man Of Steel vs. The Man Of Bats

Don’t you just hate it when the TL;DR summary is at the end of the post? Surely, that should be the first thing, in case your wonderful reader — you are wonderful, right? — doesn’t feel like reading the whole thing even though it’s only like ~700 words long.

Having said that, I will of course not hold you dear, wonderful — right? — reader in suspense. I think Batman is awesome and Superman is a snoozefest. There, now I’ve said it but stick around anyway and find out why.

Let Them Eat Cake!

I once knew a woman who said “Let them eat cake!” or something like that. Actually I didn’t know her, it was Marie Antoinette whom as we all know didn’t live when I lived. I live now and she’s… well… pretty dead last time I checked. She also never actually said “Let them eat cake!”.

So all of that were lies. Delicious lies. Except for the cake part. There is cake, would you like to see it?

Life Is A Game With Permadeath

I was originally going to call this post “Anachronistic Aging And Preventing A Paradox” but who are we kidding— even for me — that’s stretching title creativity to its limits. So… I’m getting older and well… we all know what that means, right? Cake. It means cake.

About Muthafuckin Paper Planes!

I feel like these weekly updates are becoming an — actual — weekly thing. I don't like that. I'm going to have to do something about it. Next week. Not this week, because this week finally marks the launch of our game Monorun! There's also going to be a lot about muthafuckin paper planes.

Corvo's Journal Of Awesomeness

Corvo's Journal of Awesomeness has been given a new home.

An Oral Fixation

Avert your eyes! Do it, do it now! Your puny brain is not capable of comprehending the text and images that are to follow. For your own safety and the safety of your — present and future — children you must not read ahead. Like that Ark opening scene in Indiana Jones and the Raiders of the Lost Ark when the Nazis melt and shit, you too shall melt and shit… if you read on.

Breaking That Special Habit

Today marks the 251st day I have gone without smoking. Hurray and for me and whatnot, but that's not what I want to talk about. I want to talk about what actually motivated me. And more importantly what didn't.