On Monday, Rockstar Games launched GTA Online. Well, to be more exact, Rockstar Games attempted to launch GTA Online. Rockstar Games delayed the release of GTA Online in order to prevent the kind of server overload seen with the launches of SimCity, Diablo III, and every other online dependent game. Did the delay do any good?
No. On Monday, people started hitting the servers for GTA Online, and the connection issues, bugs, and other assorted failures came along with it. In response to this, Rockstar Games released a statement asking for patience as they deal with these problems.
PATIENCE! THIS IS THE INTERNETZ!!! THERE BE NO PATINCE HERRE! PATIENCE IS FAILURE AND FAUILURE IS NOT TO BE TOLERATED! NO PATIRNCE, WE WANT PLAY GAM3 NOWZ!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Earlier this month, the new parent company of Tumblr, something called Yahoo!, changed it's logo to something with a little less flair. This logo utilizes a font called "Optima", which is not usually available in Microsoft Word. However, after a little bit of digging, I found a place where I could download Optima for free. After downloading Optima, I can now mock Yahoo! for it's logo change by offering what other company's logos would look like if they utilized Optima with no flair.
Hunter Red Is Not Nice Hunter Red is on a flight headed from Salt Lake International Airport to Las Vegas, NV. The flight has yet to take off and Hunter is in his seat listening to the new Lupe Fiasco album. An older woman, Charity Harvey, takes the seat next to Hunter. She is fidgeting with her jewelry, looking around sharply, and doing other things people to when they are nervous. Then she begins to speak.
Charity Harvey- Oh god. Oh god no. It's going to happen. I know it. It is.
Hunter is actively trying to ignore Charity as she continues.
Charity Harvey- I saw them. Those men with the beards and the- the- what do they call those things?
Hunter is still ignoring Charity but can hear her babbling.
Charity Harvey- Oh god. I knew I should have taken a bus. I can't take a train, thank you very much Amtrak, but I should have taken a bus. I just know. I just know.
Finally, Hunter stops ignoring Charity.
Hunter Red- What do you know? Charity Harvey- Don't tell me you don't know. Hunter Red- Know what? Charity Harvey- Don't you have that seep feeling in your bosom. Hunter Red- I don't have a bosom. Charity Harvey- We're going down.
Hunter gets an odd look on his face.
Hunter Red- On eachother? Charity Harvey- No. God, I knew this was the day. I knew this was the day those darn Muslims were going to get me. Hunter Red- Wait, do you think terrorist are going to hijack this plane and drive it into something? Charity Harvey- SHHHHH! They're going to hear you!
Hunter gets a devilish grim on his face.
Hunter Red- Miss, what is your name? Charity Harvey- Charity. Hunter Red- Charity, my name is Hunter. Charity Harvey- Hi. Hunter Red- Charity, I can assure you, this plane is not going to be hijacked. Charity Harvey- Are you sure? Hunter Red- Yes. Charity Harvey- How can you say that? Hunter Red- Charity, if any terrorist was going to use a plane from Salt Lake to commit a terrorist act, they wouldn't take off from the International Airport. They'd take off from Airport #2.
Charity is not comforted by Hunter saying this. The look on her face reflects that.
Hunter Red- Any good terrorist would get one of those Cessna aircrafts, construct a fertilizer bomb like the one Timothy McVey used in Oklahoma City, take off from Airport #2, and fly their plane bomb right over the Oquirrih Mountains, and right into the Tooele Army Depot. That way they not only can bomb a military instillation, but they can cause a massive release of the chemical and biological weapons that are stored there. That release would waft over the Oquirrih Mountains, right into the major population center that is the Salt Lake Valley.
Charity has turned bone white. When Hunter finishes his morbid tale, Charity reacts like this:
Charity launches into a full blown panic. She continues to scream and babble incoherently at a high volume of speech. The only way that Hunter reacts to this is to pull out the Skymall Catalogue, leaf through it, and say:
The UAE Strikes Again From a Facebook post on the website of major video game retailer Geekay Games, it is believed that the recently released Rockstar Games sensation L.A. Noire has been banned in the United Arab Emirates. No formal reaction has been given by Rockstar Games, but, through our contacts in the Saudi royal family, this publication has been able to get a statement on the ban from the UAE's National Media Council, the governmental agency responsible for the ban. "The reason that this agency chose to ban Rockstar Games's L.A. Noire is the very same reason why we chose to ban Quantic Dreams's Heavy Rain last year(Link to blog post). L.A. Noire features women, depicted in ways that makes them appear to be very much human, with fully formed human brains and human intellects. This kind of flagrantly realistic depiction of the obviously weaker sex runs in conflict with our interpretations of the teaching of the Quran. This ban is not permanent. Rockstar Games does have the right to alter it's game in a way that conforms to our standards. That, or they can bribe me."
Inquiries to Rockstar Games for a statement for this article have gone unanswered as of press time.
Take your normal superhero origin story. Guy gets powers, guy realizes he has powers, guy goes out to save the world. Now factor this in: the guy has a score to settle.
Everybody wonders what it is that makes them who they are. The Hawk thought that question was securely answered. However a meeting with a boy in a hospital causes him to question everything. Why he is, who he is, what he is, and even if he is.
Eleven years after the events of Consequences Of Mayorust, The Hawk finds himself dealing with many of the same issues that many of us deal with: A less than satisfying job, co-workers of variant annoyance, and a romantic life is unhealthy at best. Thrust into all this is Madison Medina, a well meaning woman who's adversarial relationship with The Hawk morphs into a kind of friendship. Madison, in addition to learning more about herself and her abilities, help to reveal deeper problems inside the organization both she and The Hawk work for.
In every workplace there is a person. A person who doesn't talk to anyone, has walled themselves socially, and seems openly hostile to everyone. Every workplace has this person, even if you don't know of such a person, they're there. The Black Robin Christmas Carol is the story of one of these people. It delves into who this person is, why this person is, and how this person can change for the better.
There is a story. A story of pain, a story of loss, a story of unspeakable horrors, a story that has not been given it's proper attention. Some are ignoring this story. Some are unaware of this story. Some know of this story but are complicit in it's darkness. This is a story that must be told. Told so that the good can stop it and the bad can feel shame for it.
When I thought up thig blog, the name I first thought up was "Random Bullshit". Quickly I recognized that this name would put some people off. Then I thought of the name "Random Bull****". That seemed to be to much clutter. Then I was inspired with the name that dons this blog today.