Condors! I remembered the bats, forgot the condors. It was a fun game, but the home stretch was brutal. That "you're going back to the last checkpoint" music is burned into my brain.

Now THAT was a sense of accomplishment.

Is a little quid pro quo too much to ask? Who are these guys?

I'd be happy if Netflix would just turn off the damn autoplay video when browsing on Xbox. Probably not quite as annoying as this show, but it is a close second.

We got gypped when they were handing out letters. English totally needs a ж. Coolest letter ever.

Only upvoting to move to the top for folks who sort by Best.

I don't know what it is. I can read through the comments of people debating and arguing points for music, movies, tv, games, etc. But for whatever reason, people arguing about food drives me up a fucking wall.

That's the best part, really. People who like to complain about the elites being out of touch will complain when those same people are required to broaden the playing field.

Worse.

Well, if you don't want us making fun of Nickleback's music we can always go back to making fun of yours.

Pretty fucking shitty.

I just bought Antichamber because it is only $2.99 thanks to the Steam sale, and it will actually run on my old laptop. Whether I have any time to play it in the next few days is another matter.

Based on the one that I most encouraged my friends to check out, Car Seat Headrest wins by a wide margin.

Loved this movie. Went in expecting to not like it, but, yeah. I had fun and am looking forward to watching it again. The fan service wasn't too over the top, but I have two major nitpicks with it:

I wasn't a fan of the chyrons and then got bent when they didn't throw one up for Vader's home planet.

No problem with them using old footage for Red and Gold. But I especially like the fact that there was also a Blue squadron who went to help out on the surface and were all, or at least mostly, destroyed. Thus making them unavailable for the assault on the Death Star. I find subtle nods like that far more spine tingly…

He was dead long before the crash. But, yeah. That was one fucked up story.

We don't need to bring ink and paper into this.

Think of the publicity.

Swap the gender roles.
Let the ensuing shit storm fuel your marketing campaign.
Profit.