I Wanna Rock

While reading an article in the New York times about the video game world's annual preview and business summit the author of the piece used the word "wiivelution." I laughed so hard I almost fell out of my chair. It was way better than my off-handed use of "wiiality" or the wider spread use of "wiiysics" by some of the people I know that use the Nintendo wii.

Also in video game news the MTV game "Rock Band" where they have taken the basic concept of "Guitar Hero" and expanded it to not just the guitar but bass, vocals and drums!

Oh, and Tuesday (or possibly the 24th depending on the website you go to) will make the release of Guitar Hero 2 Encore: Rock The 80's. The new game will feature the songs like "Turning Japanese" by The Vapors, "I Ran (So Far Away) by Flock Of Seagulls and Hold On Loosely by .38 Special. Don't worry I've already pre-ordered my copy.

Sorry to geek out but I was too excited...

In other news: this past Thursday my speech teacher asked me if my sideburns were paste on and then told me that red-heads were not to be trusted... so I'm having a great time at school too.

Baltimore on Friday was great. I got to see everybody up there, which hasn't happened in a while. We went to Frasier’s and I got to talk about Mathematical Logic and Russell’s theory of Analytic Philosophy with D. I haven't gotten past saying those words without the person I'm talking to falling asleep.

Listening to "The Eton Rifles" by The Jam

More Than Meets The Eye

Sorry for the lack of posts recently. The new job is great, the school stuff is good. But this is why I wanted to resume my verbal leavings into the Internets:

http://www.mcsweeneys.net/2007/7/9weaver.html

I love it!

The movie was great too. I've seen it twice and will probably see it again. Micheal Bay is maybe the greatest being ever in the history of existence in the universe. I could be overstating a little but not much.

For those new to the blog that last paragraph can be explained away by the fact that shiny moving parts and robots reduce me to little more than a seven-year-old...

Listening for my car to start speaking in radio stations or the booming voice of freedom.