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01/26/12 : Roxy: Break some glass.
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01/26/12 : Roxy: Clear some space.
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01/26/12 : Roxy: Break bottle.
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01/26/12 : Roxy: Retrieve mutant kitten.
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01/25/12 : Roxy: Take cat.
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Stardust, Neil Gaiman Trainspotting, Irvine Welsh A Canticle for Leibowitz, Walter M. Miller, Jr. Kafka on the Shore, Haruki Murakami (tr. Philip Gabriel) Also, I’ve imported all of my books into Delicious Library. It’s nice to see them all together in one place electronically. I translated an interview with a Brazilian traveller who was detained for 30 hours in LAX [...]
Before settling down to just one hobby, I was a jack of all trades. Not only did I video game, I collected toys and even bought and read comic books. Those were some hectic times, but as life went on,...
It's like a wedding around here. Below you'll find links to something old, and something new. Regarding the issue of something blue, well...I just took care of that. But borrowed? That's a fit harder. Would a quote work? In regards...
Sorry I couldn't gussy them up with some colour, my faithful ol' laptop is getting upgraded at school, so I don't have access to all those fancy programs. The Virtual Console has let me experience the exploits of other system's...
On the last day of WWDC 2007 I took the Caltrain home from San Francisco. As I was sitting there trying not to fall asleep, I heard an approaching northbound train blast its horn, and I noticed that the apparent pitch of the horn went down by a perfect fifth as it passed us, due [...]
In all my time as a gamer, its become more and more apparent that reviews can be a waste of time. Not in the "to each their own" sense, but in the "I can't even believe you played the game"...
I'm suffering from Metroid Fever. And the only cure is more Metroid. If my reliance on the stuff continues to grow at such an alarming rate, I'm bound to O.D. But don't pump my guts, I say. Let the Metroid...
Hey, just a quick and dirty post letting you know you can read my review of Mario Strikers Charged right here. Enjoi....
Hailing from Boston (ew Red Sox), Bloodhorse deliver some mean stoner sludge metal. This EP, clocking in at 35 minutes, is a fine start for the three-piece outfit off the Translation Loss label (who also happen to feature one of my favorite bands, Byla). It recalls almost a blend of Sabbath, Mastodon, early Clutch, and Monster Magnet, that combined with some awesome songwriting could make Bloodhorse a major player in the stoner sludge genre down the road. It's hard to describe the riffs on this album, I guess "infectious" would be the best term, as all of the songs are catchy in a way that stoner sludge/doom often isn't.
There's a lot going on with this record, it's apparent that the guys behind Bloodhorse know what they're doing, they know the type of music they're playing and they know how to give their music a certain spin to make it fresh in a perhaps oversaturated genre. This is definitely worth checking out, even for an EP, and I for one really anticipate what Bloodhorse has in store for the future. The vocal work here is buried in the mix, almost complementary to the music instead of its own element. It reminds me a...
The bullshit I must endure: Seeing the last power outlet-accessible table at the Atlanta Bread Company taken because the old biddy in front of you can't grok the complexities of self-serving coffee carafes. Thanks, you old hosebag. I hope to urinate on your
In 24 hours I will be in New York City, guest of the household of the lovely Mrs Jayza and husband. I do not know if there is a name for the particular sickness within me, that causes me to seek out cities to vacation in, instead of vacationing at a beach or in the mountains or somewhere relaxing like a normal human being. I've now vacationed in Atlanta, Chicago, San Francisco and soon New York, and I desperately want to either go to Vancouver or attend PAX next. I guess I did enough of the beach thing when I was young, and found that they tended toward two extremes-- the inherent filthiness and garish displays of Myrtle Beach, or the silence and desolation of tiny forgotten towns like Kure Beach. I've yet to see a beach I actually want to spend time at, save for the customary starting at pretty girls in swimsuits. As far as the mountains-- well, I don't know if it's a particularity of the Blue Ridge, but what precious little beauty there (and it is undeniably beautiful) is hard to see past the tourist traps and casinos. Familiarity and contempt, I suppose.
But it does highlight...
Last night I took part in something epic. Like Peter Jackson taking on the massive project of filming The Lord of the Rings trilogy, I too took on something possibly larger than I could have imagined. Any skill I had...
In a startling turn of events, this actually turns out to be a decent week of gaming, even in the face (or perhaps because of) of legions of slavering Madden fans descending upon stores come Wednesday morning. Also, Persona 3 pops back up again, after what Atlus will only describe as a "printing error" leading to a three week delay. If nothing else, this should prove a fascinating social experiment as okatu and jocks mingle in the same annoying, stress-inducing line at the local
Marvel Ultimate Alliance (PS2)
Apparently Raven's kept the visuals up to par with the 360 version (Which sounds impressive until you remember everything in this genre is zoomed out to something just under low Earth orbit) and it's a third of the asking price for the next-gen versions of this game. If this is your thing and you haven't picked it up yet, it looks to be a decent diversion. Even if this isn't your thing, you have to figure it's at least twice as good as The Red Star, and doesn't feature a minute and a half of unstoppable credit screens every time you want to start the game.
The timing on this is actually rather remarkable, as it gives dads something to keep their kids shut up about while huddling in the living room with Madden.
Fatal Fury Battle Archive (PS2)
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The bubbles were about 25' high.
Rapture means both happiness and death. Which is how I would describe the stock market at this moment. For reasons that are roughly described on the news these days, it seems like America has lost lots and lots of money. Which has made the stock market quite flaky. Holding companies are selling their [...]
Why does it say Mother on this item, you ask? Because it's amazing, that's why. Dude A: Hey, you got your Earthbound in my Smash Bros. Brawl!Dude B: No! You got your Smash Bros. Brawl in my Earthbound!Dude C: You've...
For the past week and a half I've been indulging myself with one of the greatest, most unfaithful representations of soccer I've ever known. For awhile, Super Mario Strikers held down the fort for my fake sport needs, but its...
I'm going to let you into a dirty little secret of mine, one that's even more perverse than my Lucy Lawless as an English nanny
I collect videogames.
Yeah, okay, so we all "collect" videogames, but when I say I "collect videogames" I mean in the way that some people "collect comics" and other people "collect comics". I mean buying Valkyrie Profile for $120 and only playing it long enough to see if it boots up. Or buying copies of Zone of the Enders 2, simply because every so often I catch it selling for five bucks at Blockbuster. Or owning a copy of the Dungeons and Dragons Arcade Collection for the Saturn despite having no earthly idea what's going on, seeing as how the entire thing is presented in unsubtitled Japanese. So when I saw Archangel Studios selling The Red Star for The PS2 off their website for twenty bucks, I figured it'd be worth hitting up on the off chance that it may suffer from a low print run, what with it being a fairly niche game produced by a small publisher released at the end of a console's life, a combination that saw many a hundred dollar Ebay special for the Saturn and PS1.
Then last week at Best Buy I saw The Red Star in the budget rack alongside Ford Extreme Racing, so I went and broke open my copy.
And surprisingly, it doesn't suck! Now I'm not going to say it's a great game, because man, it's not great. Not at all. Or even particul...