I ended up getting every astronaut and chameleon, but I really enjoyed the pursuit (and the tiny “help me!” you can faintly hear when you’re near one of the bots). I found it really helpful to pause the game, which shows the eight astronaut heads in a row, and lights up the ones you have; it made it a lot more…

That was, by far, the highlight of an otherwise pretty mediocre game.

Hear, hear.

I’ve been a gamer for nearly four decades, and I’ve yet to see a trailer for Destiny, Halo, or Anthem which didn’t look like the same game to me. That guy made a decent educated guess.

They let someone relocate across the country to start working for them LAST WEEK!?

Deaf Clobberin’ Jam.

Came here hoping for this. Brayed like a donkey upon seeing it, as if for the first time.

“...they were two absolutely entertaining playoff games whose outcomes were determined in the tense final minutes”

Hold the goddamned phone. I’ll not have Doris Burke disparaged by inclusion here. She’s the sharpest analytical color commentator in the game.

Next you’re going to try to convince me that Klay Thompson doesn’t actually include chocolate milk as an integral part of his training and conditioning.

...this is beautiful.

These are great, especially the impossibly intricate nesting doll of Steph Curry’s nicknames.

Konami have proven recklessly incompetent as shepherds of this series. When the HD collection released for 360 and PS3 and we were all stunned to learn that it looked and sounded somehow WORSE than the original versions, and Konami admitted they’d just fucking LOST the source code for much of the games, I realized…

This is perfectly timed. I’ve been batting around the idea of a full re-playthrough of all eight Silent Hill games (well, okay, all five GOOD ones and as much as I can stomach of Homecoming, Origins, and The Room) and this certainly helps whet the appetite.

Apologies in advance for my crassness, but I would never stop ejaculating if I got to watch James Harden get swept next week.

With the Spurs gone, my lone remaining rooting interest in these playoffs is getting to watch James Harden get soundly eliminated. I have no particular affinity nor dislike for anyone else on the roster, but will be rooting hard for the Warriors next week, thanks to the one guy I do.

So if I understand this correctly, and I’m certain I do, John Hammond will be able to burrow into this spot in the lava and extract material to create a whole herd of Mustangs for his theme park.

Aren’t all shots hit right as time elapsed?

To be fair, even when he makes a reservation, it ends up being for “Janice and Ed O’Gumble,” so it’s not like they realize who it is.

Recognizing how pathetic I may sound in saying it, this article is the first I’ve seen which has actually punctured my enthusiasm for this game, a bit. All of this may integrate seamlessly once I’m on the sticks, but reading about it seems like it’s A LOT to take in and keep in mind at all times. This game is a…