Sorry, man. On the upside, indie puzzle games are huge again with the iPhone. :/

My condolences, BTG. Especially if you had to be the messenger as well.

Hang in there, man.

That is a pretty cool feeling I would imagine. :)

I put Boric acid into my ear canal this moring.

Today sucked.

Did you guys have any idea that it was coming or did they walk in and announce it yesterday?

Yeah, that sucks, man. Sorry to hear it.

At least you can take solace in tasty bacon.

I know everybody made fun, but I was actually looking forward to DNF. Oh, well, maybe some version of it will still come out someday. Right after StarCraft: Ghost.

Nobody steals our chicks and lives!

Really not much warning due to various reasons I can’t get into. I was one of the guys that had to give the talk, roughest day of my professional life, probably the second worst day of my life after my divorce.

Anyway, if any of you guys are at game companies and hiring, I have some really talented guys looking for jobs. I’ve already gotten pinged by like 30 companies, so I know everyone will land on their feet, but figure more options doesn’t hurt for them.

Sounds like you have done the best humanly possible in a crappy situation. Here’s to things looking up from here!!!

It’s 5 AM. I hear some noise, wake from sleep get up and start listening for any other noise. The cat jumps on the bed and starts getting purry since he thinks it is time for breakfast. I go back to sleep.

It’s 6AM. Wife wakes up.

It’s 6:10 AM. Theres a loud bang and then the neighbor’s fucking golden retriever starts barking. Fuck that fucking dog. It keeps barking. I get up, look outside and there are a shitload of plainclothes outside. I know because of the vests. And the guns. And because they’re all Italian and Hispanic, with a token black dude. Brooklyn South Narcotic’s finest. I tell my wife that the police are here (she is in the shower).

I’ve never really considered that I live in a bad neighborhood. A bad neighborhood is one where everyone puts bars on the first, second, and third floor windows. But my super’s 31 year old son is a registered sex offender, who has just been busted for selling “pills” and pot from his 62 year old mother’s apartment. I’m kinda surprised they only took one door down. Hint: the only door with the camera above it might mean something. There’s a big impact mark on the door and the upper lock is clearly swapped. It is surreal that one or two heave-hos would crack through the wood and metal. Who do I go to if there is no hot water?

I bought a new car. I used the internet to get quotes, and it was an awesome process. I ended up getting lucky - the dealer guy who gave me the best price was also the one who was the least bullshitty and annoying. In fact I would go as far as to say that he was pleasant to deal with. When does that ever happen? I even managed to get a reasonable amount on trade-in for my old car. Yay for me, and yay for the internet!

More often than not, car salesmen are not the greasy scumbags that popular culture makes them out to be. They’re probably trying to make ends meat for their family.

And trust me, car salesmen right now aren’t making fuck all on commissions. My step-dad left his salesman job last year after about 20 years of selling cars.

My first milk donation is coming up on Wednesday! A lady is coming all the way to my house to pick up the milk and draw some blood.

And yup - the hair’s coming out again. But I still have a few extra ounces a day, so, knocking on wood, we’re in good shape.

(All that hair coming out is reminding me why I never liked to have my hair this long.)

Grats Fire, that’s awesome :)

I recently did a phone interview with Hugh Jackman for Yahoo Games (nowhere near as interesting/substantive as Tom’s Spielberg interview, but I’m a noob and didn’t have a lot of prep time), and this Friday attended Lebowskifest in LA dressed as one of Walter’s Vietnam buddies who “died facedown in the muck.”

My friend and I went to a 24-hour IHOP around midnight, and instead of picking up a thousand pancakes we ended up with (what I think is) a german shepherd puppy.

She was wandering around the parking lot with a pink collar, but no tags. Looked clean and well taken care of, but was hungry by the time we got home. She is an awesome little girl. I asked around the apartments in the area, the SPCA, in the newspaper, and on craigslist, but noone is claiming her yet. My family is going to hold on to her for a couple days before we think of what to do next, but my boyfriend has already said he would take her in if noone turns up.

Did they check her for a microchip at the SPCA? Cute puppy, definitely at least part German Shepperd.

I just finalized my relocation to Ireland for 2 years. My Family (wife + 2 kids) is moving this June. Now I am sitting at my desk and hyperventilating.

Word of advice, Deadbuffalo? You need to move on and move on quickly. Your super’s kid knows that you’re Richard Kimble and he’s going to sell you out to try and cut a deal. Get out of the house before Gerard is busting down your door. He doesn’t care that you didn’t kill your wife!

My uncle is friends with Shuttle pilot Gregory Johnson who is going up today in Atlantis. They were in the Navy and went to flight school together. My uncle and my dad are there enjoying VIP access while I had to stay behind at home :(