TJWebb
TJWebb
TJWebb

I was going to write a polite, concise post about how hiring does not typically happen in large groups, is not generally newsworthy and usually of little interest to all but the person being hired, but other people did it for me.

That being said, big or surprising hires ARE frequently in the news. For whatever reason

"Updated my journal."
LOL. Classic.

THIS. Hell, I still have it installed and was playing it just the other day.

Ultima VII: The Black Gate

Planescape Torment (Seconded) (Thirded)

a fairly sharp crowd of readers *

It seems I can't type tonight.

In any case, for a an industry that is (arguably) only about 40, yet is projected to make more than Hollywood box office sales this year, an industry that is rapidly becoming the biggest entertainment industry in the world, I don't think it's fair to

You personally are not a cancer on the industry. And aside from Internet forum/comment thread antics, I highly doubt anyone truly believes this to be the case.

However, between predicted reader responses and the condescending tone (admittedly that may be accidental) used to explain elementary market mechanics to what

I immediately thought of this scene. Darkest moment in the show. And f-ing hilarious.

I approve this message.

Yes, ok, step in the right direction but let me ask ... Why you no just kill GFWL? Like, with fire. Nuked from orbit, etc.?

Average, run-of-the-mill old man sounds amazing.

Screw this day. I'm going back to bed and hoping this was a shitty dream. R.I.P.

This. A thousand times this.

I've been a huge fan of Bioware for a long time. When this game came out, I gave it a pretty favorable review — based on a very limited amount of play time. But after hitting max level it rapidly became apparent that this game has serious flaws and most likely was rushed to retail before it was ready. I'm terribly

Welcome to the Internet, let us sing you the song of our people.

This. That is all.

Unrelated but amusing: I taught English in Budapest for a while.

The other teacher, an Englishman, and I were enjoying a beer after class one evening.

I'd recently had a rather long lay over at Heathrow and had spent a day zipping around London. I asked him why London was so bloody ugly, to which he replied, "German

We are all Francis.

This pleases me.