Wednesday, January 26, 2005

Hazaa to me for finishing X-Men Legends this weekend. It was a difficult few weeks working on the game but finally we stopped Magneto from crashing the moon into the Earth and thus creating a new world order.

Well, I think that what was the game was about, I'm not sure cuz I had to spend so much time icing down my fingers from all the button-mashing madness.

So last night I go to Gamestop, our local video game store, to see what my next conquest will be. I go with my roomate Mike and we talk to the salesman (or saleskid, as it were). I tell him that we are looking for some sort of adventure game that 2 players can play together. He recommends a few titles and in the middle of his speech, Mike turns to me and says, "Well, I guess this fulfills our nerd quotia for the month." The words sliced through the saleskid like a knife, and while he did help us get "Balders Gate", clearly he was wounded from Mike's verbal assault.

Now Mike didn't mean to offend the nerd, let me say that. He was implying that we were nerds for playing these games into our late-20's. However, the nerd clearly thought Mike was talking about him, because like most nerds, he was very attuned to people saying nerdish things around him. I tried to console him as I payed for the game by saying that I used to be an assistant manager at Electronics Boutique, and that I wasn't always as cool as I am now, but sadly I think my words fell on deaf nerd ears.

So people the point here is please, if you ask a nerd a question, like something about video games or Lord of the Rings or Star Wars etc., please don't comment on your inner-nerd or their nerdom right to their face. It's just awkward and uncomfortable.

And more importantly many nerds are friends with wiccans and witches who know potions that can hurt you in many ways.

In other news, XM Radio and Sirius are in talk to merge into one big satellite radio company. Similairly, I am in talks with Jerry Sienfeld to form one big super-comic. With my hunger and in-the-moment style and his money and industry contacts nobody could stop us. Nobody I say, nobody!

I'm voting for Steve Nash for NBA MVP. Techincally I don't get a vote because I'm not on the panel of sports writers that is qualified to vote, but I know a guy.

Watched the movie, "The Day After Tommorrow", during the big snow storm this weekend. I'd like to say that the movie is absolutely the worst movie ever made when you factor in budget, acting, writing, and the sheer movieness of it all. I actually sat by my phone for 2 hours after the movie just waiting for someone from Hollywood to call me to apologize.

I missed Leno's lil speech about Johnny Carson the other night but I've been told my several comics that it was completely over-prepared, totally canned and in no way heart-felt at all. At least Jay didn't get better overnight.

I'm looking forward to Letterman's show next week when he comes back from vacation and gets a chance to talk about Johnny and how he influenced and inspired Dave. I'm gonna go out on a limb here and say it will be the complete opposite of the Leno "essay" as they called it.

Final thought for today - I usually begin my mornings with a tall glass of Tropicana orange juice, which, according to the carton, is the way to "Start Your Day Right". Does that count if I'm shooting up heroine as I drink the OJ?


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