IGN has broken the news on the new Mario Kart for GameCube. More details to follow at the coming E3 for sure. J$, you better bust out that N64 and start practicing, because I've got a can of whoopass with your name on it once this bad boy hits the streets. This will, I imagine, be the GameCube Xmas super-hit. Ahh, the sad life of the Nintendo faithful
Ahh, another kickin' night in the triangle. So, apparently every other Thursday summer night in Raleigh they rope off a giant courtyard between the miserable excuses for skyscrapers they have in the south, and have a huge party. Several hundred people, BYOB, plenty of booze available, and an anonymous band of middle aged white guys playing Tom Petty and Van Morrison. A good time was had by all, but it's still not quite sniff Thursday, Thursday, Thursday sniff.
Okay, so I've been having one of my more ambitious weeks recently. I've been doing a lot of reading recently about various technologies that have been popping up while I wasn't paying attention. I feel like a bad geek. I've spent almost the entire last year playing java web application/application server/database/unix boy, so I've decided I need to broaden my horizons.
How do I plan to do that, you ask? Simple, I make up some project that hopefully scratches an itch of mine, and at the same time allows me to cram as many buzzwords as I can into it.
J$ has posted the second installment of our recent Vegas fiasco.
On one hand, I love reading these things, as I normally wind up falling out of my chair laughing. On the other hand, when aliens recover the google cache of the internet after discovering our scorched earth, all that will be left of me is some ramblings about video games and some really, really funny drunken Vegas stories.
So, with tax refunds all in and me with more money than I know what to do with (I also have a supermodel girlfriend and a '57 Corvette in this fantasyland), I'm all reved up to buy some stuff. Isn't consumerism grand? Oh, the choices...
J$ has finally put up first installment of his fuzzy recollections of our recent trip to Vegas. God bless him for saving this for posterity. It's good shit. Have a read, and remember, none of the stuff he says about me is true. Okay, maybe some of it.
So now UPS is transferring it's acquisition of Mailboxes, Etc. into 'The UPS Store'. Buy your goods from Company.com via your Compay ISP, and Company handles all the warehousing and shipping. Yeah, I'm paranoid, but at least I'm not this guy. Okay, maybe I am that guy, trying to protect my identity, but that's not for you to know.
Funny, we had this exact conversation everytime someone came home to the hive. The particpants varied, but always this conversation.
Ahh, April 5th, my second favorite day of the year. And J$'s birthday, too.
A-Rod paid more than Devil Rays. Wow, that's scary
Dad's Chicago quote: It's like Moulin Rouge, but good. I concur.