My routine for the past few weeks has been pretty much the same. I get home from a long hard day of work at the PA building around 5:00. Then Kara and I play Shadow Hearts 2 until 9:00. Then we give the baby a bath and we all go to bed. Can you believe that? I go to bed at 9:00 at night. Jesus. It used to be that I didn’t even start playing games in the evening until 10:00. Oh well, at any rate we’ll be finishing up Shadow Hearts tonight. We’ve been trying to do all the side quests before we attempt the final battle. When it’s all over I think we’ll have clocked about 50 hours. It’s been awesome from start to finish, I still highly recommend it.

Yesterday's spect... spooktacular can be viewed here.

Just to let you know - you can't very well have a Halloween strip the day after, it just wouldn't do. So, when it's up on Sunday, this link will summon it from the deep.

I'd say it's better than even odds you've seen the story, either at VE or Slashdot. The long and short of it is that someone said they liked a couple Nintendo games in their SuicideGirls profile - and, in a parody of the reasonable universe, lawyers bared their teeth. I have a hunch we're talking about some kind of perverted spider application, an automated process with a bottomless appetite for filth, but it's funny to think tracking down meaningless infractions like this is some guy's fucking job.

So PayPal is running a promotion today that might be of interest to people who want to donate to Child’s Play. For today and today only (Oct. 28, 2004) PayPal isn’t charging any transaction fees. If you were planning on donating via PayPal anyway, this might be a good day to do it.

The Minibosses have a new Live CD up, the proceeds of which go directly to their new studio album. Their show at PAX was practically a spiritual communion, a fact to which any attendee could attest.

Just another quick note to let you know that the Child's Play site has been updated again. Now you can see a list of companies that have made contributions as well as an overall progress bar. As of yesterday I think we had raised a little over $33,000 already. You guys are off to an awesome start I'd say.

I'm still getting tons of mail this morning from people asking for a wallpaper of today's comic strip. Well I actually made one last night assuming you would want one. Maybe you guys are just missing the link to it at the bottom of Tycho's post above. So here you go:

Rolled into EB yesterday for one of those Pelican system selectors, the one you could comfortably live inside of, and situated myself in line behind four young men dressed from head to daemonic cloven hoof in black. I mentally flipped through the recent releases, seeking a series venerated enough to warrant this sort of adolescent congestion.

I get this mail all the time and I want to finally comment on it here in a news post. This particular one comes from a reader named Alex.

We have some new shirts available over at our store. You can now join the dark brotherhood of the shadowy Obsidian Spur, or show your allegiance to the Kansas City Hotsteppers. You can also secure a spot in hell for yourself with our "Jesus is F'ing Metal" shirt. The material is guaranteed not to tear or stretch even when your mouth is filled with stinging bees and hot tar is poured into your ass.

We had a chance to see The Witcher in an early form in Bioware's tiny, cubicle wall shanty on the fringe of the electronic entertainment expo. It was tucked into Bioware's presence because the game uses a tricked-out version of the Aurora engine, not because it's an internal Bioware project you've simply never heard of. What we saw there was, in my view, too early to produce substantive comment on outside of the most rudimentary sort of reflex. That's one of the things I hate about E3, and the sensation has only intensified the more I attend it. It's situated out there at some coordinate in time and space, and the pressure to show something unbelievable there is so intense that you see things which are

Michael Firman, winner of the Pikmin 2 contest in the "Image" division, you are a pimp. I will do as you have requested, and send your copy of Pikmin 2 over to Seattle Children's Hospital.

So a few nights ago I was up with the baby and he was sort of wheezing and breathing really fast. Obviously this concerned me so I turned to the internet for answers. First of all let me say that there is no place online for young/new fathers to discuss the rigors of parenthood and share advice. If I got off on sticking my dick in sour cream while watching the History channel, I could find a hundred different forums full of like minded individuals. There are plenty of forums for dads but they are either empty or full of old men who dish out advice like "put in more time at work." and "Start drinking."

People getting seriously into PC games in the last few years might not have any idea why I speak the name Peter Molyneux with reverence. You might have picked up Black and White, accidentally touched your animal's genitals and then uninstalled it in shame, not really feeling its flavor. It would take a very long time to go over with you the Bullfrog era of computer gaming, when having access to an Amiga meant having access to some of the most inventive games ever stored on physical media. These days, the things I play associated with his name rarely feel like complete games anymore - they're more like half-finished models he used to be really enamored with until he caught the glint of some new fascination. I got a little of the old feeling watching an extended preview of The Movies at E3, but I don't know if I can let myself be hurt again by that man. He's secured quite a bit of new money recently, though God only knows what he'll do with it.

Like every other Goddamn person bristling out from the Earth, we have our own theories about the events transpiring on Lost. I think he really might be on to something!