Don't look back; you can never look back.

Public bike initiatives: great idea, hope they stick around. Simplifying drivetrains and componentry, bikes with 3, 5, 8 gears: also a great idea. Good luck on those urban hauls, btw!

Is Paul that guy with awesome hair who wears leather pants? Screw button-mashing, I want to _be_ that guy.

Think I played 90% of the time as Lei Wulong who had a combo I can best remember as roundhouse kick-to-leg sweep (which kind of flipped your opponent and started to juggle them) to spinning jump kick that completely obliterated the now-airborne opponent. It was, near as I could tell, unstoppable and terribly cheap.…

I'm with IV on this one. Go ride. The amount of time it will take you to go from shaky rider to fully-developed confident rider is like a matter of weeks. Days even.

The Internet Killed Paul Harvey. Thank God.

The cyclists that struck me as having the most fun were a small group of men/women, thirtysomethings I guess, riding your standard touring bikes (triple chainring drop-bar road bikes… maybe the purest modern expression of the 70s cycling resurgence?) from the Trek or Specialized store, not in cycling garb (i.e. not…

This is just how I picture the place. Thank you for confirming it. If you think about it, forcing yourself to drink PBR and demanding that your mind not reject it is a solid foundation for enlightenment.

And yet, even though I wholeheartedly embrace this comment, I still want one.

Soul Caliber II was the last fighting game I ever played. Though in the Dreamcast/PS2/almost XBox era the field was about to explode with a dozen different types of games which would leave fighting games panting like a gasping goldfish among drops of water and shards of broken fishbowl glass. At least that crucible of…

Tekken 3 was the last fighting game I owned. I traded a Spyderco knife for it, one that was too huge to have any day-to-day use. Of course it's still a sharp knife and useful and Tekken is a Playstation game that's worth 5 cents. Video games warp the mind.

I respect Smith even though his stuff _hasn't_ aged well. I suspect anything I'd watch from Clerks on to Jay & Silent Bob Strike Back wouldn't be as funny as it remains in my memory and sadly his early reputation is tarnished by his later work.

Mmm, maybe building alternate universe credibility, right? In _this_future, there's still a direct link between 1982 and the mid 21st Century. 'Cause like E.T. was never buried in Albuquerque, the video game crash never happened, Asian megacorp ascendancy never stopped… you can't throw Apple and Facebook up there and…

First?

It seemed like the entire cast of characters was revealed, then there's a little mystery to be solved… (a difficult one too—I had to eventually Google it) a little twist and -BAM- roll credits.

My history with the game is something like: 1987 or 88, played the first Metal Gear, frustrated, discarded. Kind of like Goonies. 1998: enjoyed MG Solid for a minute, lost interest. It's fitting then that in 2015-16 I should be so engrossed in Metal Gear Solid V: The Phantom Pain that I would play it entirely through,…

Fun game but in the pre-internet pre-Prima era I got stuck early. I acquired a submachine gun, some remote missiles, some mines, and that motherfucking tank kept killing me. Summary: I feel asleep. FIN

Travesty. More Bill O'Reilly "Killing 'X'" books please.

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I definitely wasn't scared of that video though my kid might have beenOHMYGODare you my kid??!!!?!?