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BlogThe Josephs made a trip to Michigan to enjoy our 18 degree weather, so the
Senator and I rolled out the proper
Box Bar greeting. Lisa is deathly afraid of Florida and their hurricanes, so she took off for Cleveland well before their arrival, feeling safe only after a 2.5 hour buffer was in place. A feast of the plowmans lunch and several hours later our group dispersed and Joseph visited my house to help inject some Florida, and play some 1 vs 100.
The Xbox collective gains another victim today as I loaned my extender Xbox to the
Morlock in anticipation of his delayed Elite. After indoctrinating him into the cult and dutifully avoiding the side effects such as girlfriend desertion and wallet lightening he was
up and running. I managed to spend over an hour deflowering him while Erin looked on sadly, knowing her share of the smokestack and siren maintenance was about to increase exponentially.
Tonight marks the day the hardest achievement I've ever worked for finally
unlocked. Presently only 64 / 9,561 gamers have it, and after 80 hours of grind it's clear why. For 2 weeks I was a slave to my Xbox, starting a race and then enjoying 15-30 minutes of life before being called back to start another. It ran at work, at home, and in my car to maximize available time investment. On a positive note, the sad reality that is my life has come to light, and I've now sworn off attacking these kinds of achievements. I stuck it to the sick bastard that included it in Forza 3 in the hopes the owner would retain the copy for years, and even put it up on eBay for good measure. It's clear I have a sickness that needs to be addressed. Ignore the fact that I'm cranking through Band Hero as I write this.
Several months ago, I dared to dream of a day when
Myrn and
Joseph, two friends
flung to opposite ends of the United States, would join me in an Xbox Live party. Tonight, that dream finally
came true, with a
genuine coast to coast party taking place. An attempt was made to play 1 vs 100, the only game we all had available, but mostly
it was a glorious hour of utter nonsense and shenanigans far surpassing my expectations. Now our childhood dreams of
killing zombies together will finally come to pass.
With my
new car delayed indefinitely, I decided it was time to step it up and join the Honda Civic i-VTEC Type R crowd. Instead of getting a new car, I just slapped an emblem from a new car on my trunklid. Problem solved. While my boosted engine may qualify the emblem, breaking the rules for Type R branding, I still plan to rev my engine furiously when overmatched at a stoplight to compensate.
Today I was greeted with a “Drive Failure(0)" alert as I booted up my
main machine. Despite the warning, I booted up with no apparent issues. Curious, I started up the
Intel Matrix Storage Manager to discover one of my
four year old RAID drives was finally
showing it’s age. I can only guess the error in question is a
SMART alert signaling impending doom for one of my 4 drives. Daily backups from my home server eliminate any concern, so the mystery is afoot as to when it will actually fail. With SSDs still not affordable, I’ll probably just dial back to a 3 drive configuration and make due with 74GB less space.
During my
visit to Enorym, it was Philippine tradition that the guest get the best bed in the house. Unfortunately that was the same bed Enorym and his wife perform ciotus, so I declined after using the "Guest is always right" rule to override the bed rule. My recent entrapment of Enorym with an Xbox had him feeling a need to equalize the gift defecit refusing to accept his participation in Xbox parties as more than sufficient repayment. The resulting (attempt) to gift back yielded
this jewel created by
Stavos. It's nod to achivement point addiction, of which I suffer, and not so subtle gay reference immediately followed by an awkward "not gay" proclamation makes it an instant classic.
Every year the world holds it's breath, wondering when my frost warning light in my Cougar will illuminate. Well today is that day, and on a positive note, it's the latest it's turned on since I started
keeping track. Whether this means we're in for a mild winter, or if it's another sign of global warming I can't say, but I did exercise caution for possible ice on the road as my manual dictated despite the bright sun and lack of any kind of moisture.
With
Senator Kelleys house cleaned for showings, his annual event was transferred to the same bowling alley
Enorym had his
birthday party 6 years ago. While Enorym has since moved on to California, Whiney Ho and Schwartz returned, along with
Tigerbomb, Gina,
Morlock and Arizona. A generous helping of $1.75 games and $2 beer contributed to the perfect mix of intoxication and shenanigans that carried over into the after party. Fun was mandated and confirmed to have occured for everyone involved, despite a showing of
the crappiest Halloween movie ever. Thanks to the Senator and Lisa for all the planning, and to everyone else who showed up and prevented me from spending Halloween on my Xbox.
Thanks to
Forza 3, I finally own a Focus RS
of my very own. While it's only a virtual version, it helps fill the hole created by the announcement it will not be arriving in North America in the real world. Camping trips, picnics, and long relaxing drives are all planned around the tracks in the game using my unequalled imagination. I've even set aside some time for Lisa to tell me I'm driving too fast and have some syrup of ipecac to simulate her motion sickness.
NFS: SHIFT had a nice Focus ST but without the bigger engine and
revoknuckle it just wasn't the same. Yet another reason to never leave my basement has arrived.
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