“We’re not going to cut him until the media forgets about this.”

Filmmakers mixed it that way intentionally. The only explanation I can think of is that filmmakers are assholes.

The only thing worse than being bored at work is settling in to being bored at work and then suddenly getting something to do.

Every day I have to remind myself that if my clients weren’t breathtakingly stupid, I would be out of my advising job. Sometimes that works.

I paid the full $60 for Portal 2 and it took me 9 hours to finish. I regret nothing, because Portal 2 is a great game. 20 hours for Control definitely sounds better, but both money and time are too tight to take a $60 risk on less than a sure thing.

Woof, Control is 15 hours? At $60? Given the lack of hype my first thought is that it was a $40 indie game. I’ve already got Borderlands 3 in addition to Outer Worlds and Jedi to budget for this fall.

This old bastard in my office will piss at the urinal with his pants FULLY undone. Belt undone, button undone, fly all the way down. This psychopath will then flush, walk over to the sink with his pants still basically half off his ass, and spend an entire minute—I’m telling you, at least 6o motherfucking Earth…

The difference, he says, is that MLB “is changing the product it is offering,” with more high-end food options and other bells and whistles that turn baseball from a hey, let’s go to the ballpark game-time decision into a destination outing more akin to a trip to Disney than to a night at the movies.

“You asked for this, idiots.”

It took me five attempts to break up with my college girlfriend. She kept talking me out of it, and by “talking” I mean “wailing and begging befitting the childish behavior I was trying to dump her over.” I kept giving her more chances out of pure pity, and not because I wanted to save the relationship, and she was…

I bought some clothes in a real store in a real mall yesterday. The cashier asked who helped me, I guess for commission reasons. I said no one, because that was true. This is fucking J.Crew Factory, I can pick up my 50% off pants from the table all by myself, and I’m only even here because I’m returning part of an…

At what point do you take responsibility for your own comfort? When do you reckon with the reality of your disability and acknowledge that sometimes a bad person will not accommodate you and your life will be harder as a result?

I get boring. Boring is to taste. But it is far from sloppy. If you can get in the right mindset for this kind of game you will see it’s perfectly tuned for what it sets out to do, at which point it might be more fun.

The angler fish were scary at first, then just frustrating, then a non-issue once I figured them out.

That are passed on to everyone, card holders or not. They’re also still negligible compared to what I generate in cash back.

I love D3 seasons right up to the set dungeons. Having to meet challenges that fail if you kill things too fast offends my Diablo sensibilities.

Oof. The first episode of this season felt like emotional terrorism compared to the entirety of the first season.

I’m late to the game but I’m disappointed by Transistor. The difficulty is either trivial or punishing—literally punishing, as failure just makes you weaker for the next couple of battles. You can’t even change abilities on the fly, so you just have to hope your loadout fits the next battle. It’s like the game wants…

Before the match. It really does save the game. You will still have frustrating losses, but it won’t be because someone decided we needed four snipers and zero tanks.

If Drew really wanted to hurt me he would have spoken ill of Dalessandro’s.