MrHoatzin

This is the cleaned out stencil I was talking about...

It is pretty dark. I noticed earlier that Half-Life's screen captures tend to be somewhat dark.Oooh, I also wanted to point this little thing out but forgot while looking for pictures of Belgrade: This is Miroljub Labus, the leader of the Serbian party G-17 Plus; he was a good candidate for president a few years ago but then the prime minister was assassinated and this fellow lost his mind. And this is Wallace Breen.

If you ask me, none of what we've seen so far warrants a next next generation console. With a little tampering and small levels or zones or whatever you could as well have this game on PS2.

Have any of you gentlemen seen this little stencil? Note the top left, the rest of the screen is there so that you may locate this image if you so desire. I just noticed it while playing through the game the second time. I can't get over how much City 17 looks like Belgrade... It is uncanny! Imagine the citadel behind this thing. This is the strider battle in front of the parliament above... maybe... Imagine that is a horse up there... instead of a naked guy... with a pigeon... Only with less vegetation... These buildings are mostly orange... in real life... Hmm... This part of the city doesn't need aliens to look awful... what the hell, this image is animated?! I believe these two are from the bombing in '99... And here we have the members of the resistance beating up a combine soldier... or not... Looking for these pictures I stumbled upon this map and realized that there is a pretty big boulevard downtown Belgrade named after George Washington... but then again, this is a fairly old map since there is also a street named after Tito... Perhaps they changed the names around since last I went through there (I used to live in 77a Svetozara Markovica, 77a fell somewhere between Vojvode Milenka and Birchaninova fairly close to the big EMBASSY square... that is the US embassy)... After a little bit of research I discovered that the George Washington street has indeed been renamed to Queen Mary's street -- which Queen Mary it is, I don't care to find out...

Oh. Due to swelling... and here I was thinking you'd develop a stripe from your forhead all the way to your lower back...

Do tell.

In the Computer World album, they pretty much repeat nine words over and over. There ain't much hidden wisdom there, but I don't understand why they have "Interpol und Deutsche Bank, FBI und Scotland Yard" in the same line? What does Deutsche Bank have to do with the rest of them?

Who am I to judge?

The question marks have to do with the character encoding of your browser and the page. It is always safer, however, to just have regular 's and "s than the ones that are leaning in or out. They display correctly on a wider array of settings. The site looks fine. Which I cannot say for the Church of Tim... I am affraid I don't feel like fixing it, alas.

Your crusade against Deadworm and Trep is more annoying than their antics that spurred it, that is, your crusade. Before this I could at least ignore them, now I have to be indignant. Fuck you, my dear, fuck you.

... until and are returned to their good old states. Rest assured, all your avatars are safe and sound where I'm holding them... at gunpoint. () Happy New Year. ()

Go therapeutic misogyny!

Fuck you!

Isn't that the name of the Meatloaf character that gets shot in the head in Fight Club?

When I say EA I limit my contemplation on the eevill EA.

I think EA never really cared about gamers. Gamers are an elite in the gaming world, and there is few of them.

whoa look at that... ...

So it's snowing in Galveston. What's the big deal, you may say... well, Galveston is an island in the Gulf of Mexico and my present site of residence. It is the same distance from the Equator as Kuwait or Cairo and somewhat more southwardly than Casablanca. It does not snow here. In the dead of winter, at night, the asphalt STAYS FUCKING WARM. These were taken fifteen minutes ago, fifteen minutes from my place. The person in the pictures is none other than my wonderful sister.

I guess both Chris and I passed our ideas by you and you wholeheartedly approved. I changed everybody's name except Marek's. No one else had any trouble logging in except Marek. I totally clicked refresh after I did it and it showed both of them.... and now... I see two of the same smileys... and over there on the right... what the hell you do?!

CHOKEcoughcoughptooeyyyywheezezezeeehhhgack... It wasn't a hissy fit, Salks dearest, if anything it was a single bite. He didn't give in to anything. I just decided to quietly fix it myself. He refused to even spar. How gentlemanly is that?! I am sick and tired of people furtively neutralizing my pranks around these here parts, refusing to meet me half the way (i.e. return the goddamn smilies as they were), and then blame and praise go to all the wrong places. Note that I asked Chris to do it himself; I didn't want to do it for him. He owned the goddamn emoticon prank. I do something with avatars, it gets changed back in 15 freakin' minutes.I am still pissed about the whole name change switcharoo that Marek went through -- the one that no one took the fall for -- but for which I was blamed.

Why in the hell's name are you thanking him?! I had to roll up my sleeves and go to the smiley folder to set the goddamn smilies straight.

Erm... how 'bout you click your refresh button?

Indeed. All his efforts, even those image essays on the IdleThumbs (carefully doctored might I add) have not managed to persuade me he indeed has a neck. Maybe some sort of rudimentary link between his torso and head, but not a neck. Now, Marek, there's someone with a neck.

And there we have an end of an era. I was hoping that Cremo would change them, but nooo, he just neutralized my valiant efforts at being confrontational doing nothing to meet me half way. Fie, sir! Fie! Google Image search for "Cremo" had this hideous thing as the very first search result. Man, now I feel bad for putting it up here.

Whoa, that was a weird, pleasant, though last minute party. T'was cool and all... good music, great booze, awesome people... all the way until a friend stripped -- just like that. One moment all was attired, the next he was butt-bare. He was pissed, granted -- and stripping when drunk is as natural as automatic for him; however, when that happens it is a sure sign that the party is drawing to a close. A very fortunate side effect of his exhibitionism is that all men therein present become a tad more confident in their masculinity -- him not being in the least, how shall we put it, endowed in the Johnson department.