Everybody hates March. Shakespeare himself warned us of the Ides – those dastardly days. It’s a dreadful month; chock full of too many hours that straddle that finicky temperate line that mars the month – mild then frigid then mild then frigid again – melting and freezing massive banks of snow into sickly pools of…
Tim Schafer is a gaming God. Bow down to him. And while you’re at it, make sure you say 12 Hail Miyamotos too. We’re living in a pivotal time in our hobby’s existence. Video games have never been more popular. Much as the hardcore would hate to admit it, you have your Wiis and Kinect…
This year couldn’t have come any sooner. In reviewing my current Netflix queue, I discovered that I am getting shockingly close to the bottom of the barrel. After all, this is a repository that used to number in the hundreds and now I’m down to about 20 flicks – some of which I keep shuffling…
From 2003 through 2008, I saw maybe 5 movies… and one of those was Starsky & Hutch. Dark days, my friends. But that’s what I get for doing my part to insure the survival of the human race. Of course, with every year that passes following the birth of children – you realize that some…
Editor’s Note: As some of you, I have a fairly professional gig writing video game reviews for the site, Avault.com. From time to time, my work there helps color the content here. This is one of those times. I never buy protection. Now, before you go fleeing for the exits thinking you’ve wandered into a…
What – you thought I was going to reveal my wife’s age in print?!?!? Sorry pal, but I value my life. Plus, somebody has to do their part to insure chivalry reigns in this text-crazed society. So, all you need to know is that today is my wife’s ‘Something Something’ Birthday. But if it’s absolutely…
A couple of weeks ago, I revealed the sad news that during a fairly routine visit to the vet for our beloved eight-year old black lab, Chatham, we identified a very large mass that was most likely cancerous. Positioned just behind her left hind leg, the vet encouraged us to have a biopsy done to…
About a week or two before Christmas, I finally came up with the perfect reply to my wife’s pleas to please tell her what I wanted for Christmas. “Just once – I want to be walloped by winter. I want a big-ass snowstorm. The kind that justifies all those idiots who troop out to Home…
A few years ago, I wrote a fairly scathing indictment of Stephen King’s The Dark Tower series. This was coming from a jilted lover – as I sought a break from a series that burrowed its way into my heart when I was a mid-teen – that time when your lifelong passions really start to…