I admire the perversity of the whole thing, but yeah—actually *playing* it for any extended period of time seems like a non-starter.

"Every Final Fantasy game has been a shining pinnacle of RPG design except Final Fantasy IX"
Really, Avclub? REALLY? "Every Final Fantasy game?" "A shining pinnacle of RPG design?" Crud, I actually LIKED NES Final Fantasy II in a somewhat perverse way, but a shining pinnacle of anything it wasn't.

Andy's CD.
"My Cumbersome Heart," it's called.

Yeah, that would take an alarming level of willpower.

You'd think I'd have figured out by now that HTML tags don't work here.

Hmm.
the sole survivor in a city now rampant with discolored brain-eaters. And naturally, the military is counting on you and your wheels to rescue survivors

I think even posting on one's OWN blog would qualify, and I say this as someone with a blog that gets literally DOZENS of hits a day.

Just HOW insanely petty-minded would you have to be to get all het up about a poster posting TOO MUCH for your delicate sensibilities? Pretty darned insanely petty-minded, I'd say!

*Maybe* I have to concede that the Browns are slightly less crappy after last night, but they can only *wish* they had four wins—they're 2-11 now, which admittedly puts them over St Louis and Tampa Bay, but they're still very, very lowdown.

What a cogent response.

Goddamit.
You people actually got to see this? In northeastern Ohio, the entire NBC lineup was preempted by football. So I watched the Steelers lose to the worst team in the NFL, which was admittedly pretty funny in its own right, but GODDAMIT I wanted my Parks & Rec. Thank god for hulu.

I believe the ultimate example of this would be Saved by the Bell, a show that an alarming number of people remember with only semi-ironic nostalgic fondness.

Primarily sedimentary rocks, I would presume.

EVERYBODY KNOWS THAT GREATER NUMBER OF COMMENTS=GREATER QUALITY. DO THE MATH FOTHERMUCKER.

Holy shit—I've seen some stupid threads here, but this really takes it to another level. EVERYONE POSTING IN THIS THREAD IS DUMBER THAN A BOX OF ROCKS, MYSELF INCLUDED. Christ.

Because that's how the English language works?

So damn good.
I kinda wish they'd actually DO something with the Anne-Mark thing, as opposed to having it just sort of sit there inertly, but that's okay—I'm loving just about everywhere they go, and there's plenty of time for all these plotlines to shake out.

Absolutely, twenty-five or thirty years earlier. People have been known to say that Jeff Bridges should play Sportello in the movie, but they forget that Sportello is only meant to be in his late twenties.

I hate to have to say it, willmmmm, but you are tragically wrong here. It's absolutely a book to live in. If it's self-indulgent in parts, who cares? That's part of its brilliance. For you, I prescribe another reading.

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I'm well aware that everyone and their irritating cousin can and bloody well WILL look at a list like this and say "Hey! You left off [X]! The entire thing is invalidated," as though it were EVER any sort of authoritative thing rather than pure opinion—and *group* opinion, yet, and thus even less…