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Borderlands is a strange one for me. I started off by, quite frankly, disliking it. I went off about how playing through the game in single-player would be a chore, and so the only time I would actually play it would be at my friends house. Preferably only after a decent amount of drinking. Nothing really struck me as truly amazing about it, and whined that the original version would have been so much cooler/more epic/a better RPG/whatever the hell else my mouth decided to spout.
This is pretty much how it played out until one day I woke up with a copy of Borderlands in my hand, and a dead horse in my bed. I’m still trying to figure out where that copy of Borderlands came from.
I’ve strung words together before about my issue with brain-teasers. I’m sad to say that things have not improved at all. I still get hung up on them, I still lose sleep over them, and I still allow them to consume me far too much. It’s a character flaw on my part, and I’ve learned [...]
I happened to get some tickets to Evil Dead The Musical for last Saturday…that is, the Saturday that just passed. We were off to the side, and just outside the “splatter zone”. With a surprisingly small amount of props (though the ax, the 12 gauge, the chainsaw and the Necronomicon all make their appearances) and almost childishly simplistic sets, Evil Dead The Musical blew me out of the water with wit, energy, and so much homage that it almost hurts.
I’m almost at a loss for words to describe this stage performance. Fantastic, B, Sparse, Electrifying, Camp, Entertaining, Rude, and I’m sure I could think of more were I willing to dedicate more time towards the effort. Suffice it to say, it’s a great night out and it’s probably the best 40 dollars (for two tickets) that I’ve ever spent.
I have a problem.
It’s silly, I know, but I have a problem with brain teasers. I can’t put them down without getting really angry at myself for giving up. I will constantly think about the problem until I’ve answered it. It’s really quite unhealthy. So what do you think happens when I come across a game like Professor Layton and the Curious Village?
I lose sleep.
Panic! At the Disco actually made a second album? I totally thought that they were going to burn out after their first album “A Fever You Can’t Sweat Out” but apparently I was mistaken. I mean the first album was self-contained, and it’s fairly obvious that you can’t really go anywhere from it. If they released another album that sounded like it, they’d be accused of repeating themselves and it wouldn’t have the impact that the first CD did. Tack on the fact that ‘I Write Sins Not Tragedies’ got played to death, and you get a mixture for disaster should they continue on the path they were on.
They didn’t, which shocked me.
Why can’t the new series make books that match the caliber of the old series. This is probably the newest one that I have read of the original(ish) series, and its grandeur dwarfs any of the new series with out even batting an eyelash. Taking place during the Sixth Doctors’ time, The Quantum Archangel is a sequel of The Time Monster from the Third Doctors’ time in the limelight.
I have always wanted to be a fan of Matthew Good. I’ve loved a couple songs that he’s made over the years, but I’ve never managed to be a huge fan. He’s just one of those guys that people I wanted to hang out with seemed to like. You can laugh all you want, but I was young and therefore stupid. As it worked out, my time would come when he released his latest album, “Hospital Music.”
Phoenix Wright: Justice For All is very much like the original, but with a few added tricks. Released in North America January of 2007, Current fans salivated over the new game. Featuring slightly improved graphics, – maybe I’m nuts but I don’t recall moving mouths in the first game – slightly better music, an expanded cast, and a new feature to aggravate the player, Justice For All provides hours of entertaining Lawyer-y fun.
What can I say? I’m a fanboy of Abandoned Pools. No, that’s not true; I’m a fan of talent, and that’s something that Abandoned Pools has in spades. I will admit that Armed to the Teeth came out in 2005, making this review a little dated, but I feel that Abandoned Pools is a band (artist, to be more accurate) that I’ve had since it came out (please refer to my fanboy comment).
Boys Like Girls self-titled album came out in August of 2006, and I only found out about them in August of 2007 (or was it July…). My friend linked them to me and I got my grubby little hands on the Album as soon as I could. Drawing parallels to All-American Rejects, Acceptance, and even a hint of Abandoned Pools I just can’t put my finger on, this album has a weird blend of pop-punk and rock. I found it really hard to pick favorite on this Album, because to be honest there are only two tracks that I don’t like. I made my choices though, and I stick by them.