I like posting on this site late at night. Night time is when I can actually unwind and think and reflect on things…

I was looking over the posts, and I kind of came to a realization. I can’t write anything without using the words ‘cunt’ or ‘fuck.’ No one else seems to have this problem. This really bothers me. I shouldn’t feel the need to swear in order to get my point across.

I am certainly too vulgar. I mean potty humor used to be fun, but now that we are all a bit older and settling into life, it all just seems kind of crude and senseless and uncalled for. I kind of see now why our nation has democratically re-elected George W. Bush and his administration for a second term. We as a people are way too out of control. We’ve corrupted ourselves. We are a morally bankrupt generation.

Maybe I am out of line. Maybe this is the wrong place or the wrong time to tell everyone how I’ve been feeling lately. But something significant has changed. I used to think the darker, dirtier, seedier side of life was something we could sort of poke fun at. But now I realize that it is the undoing of society. I masked my pain towards a societal-down spiral by making stupid jokes about Pop-culture and buying into the rhetoric of Gen X’ers and Gen Why’ers in criticizing the “right-wing moral majority.”

Everything I so adamantly rallied against in the past… I can only say I’m sorry, and try to correct things from here on out…

Just kidding. Fuck fuck titty titty cunt fuck!!!!

Peace.

C roatia is smelly

U nless you like flowers

N ot that I’m prejudiced

T hat would be presumptuous

F uck Croatia anyways

A nd all their Croatian ways

R ed Bull and Red Politics

T hat’s all those fuckers got

Well I’ve finally decided to post. I thought I should share this monumental event with the whole world - I’ve now played Cyberball 2072 more than 100 times. I know it seems small, but I now consider myself the world’s most foremost authority on this brilliant, fantabulous offering from Atari Games circa 1989.

What’s not to like? Atari correctly predicted the not-too-distant future of robots fighting fierce contests of sport in hopes of gaining revenue to repair destroyed players and defeating the likes of mastermind coaches like Sky Rogers and I.M. Payne on the tech-heavy gridiron. Cyberball 2072? More like Cyberball 20-70-I Do! (i.e. I do play it again and again!)

Boy-oh-boy, I remember playing this game at the Pizza Hut on Mt. Hermon Road so many years ago. If only those tip-hungry bitches could see me now… They’d all totally know how hard I rock.

I know what you all are saying, “Grue, you wreck some rad shop, and now that you are on top of the mountain, what lies next in your snake-eyed sights?”

I’m glad you have asked. Atari Games has also brought us such classics as A.P.B. and 720. I would go after 720 but the controls are fucked up. A.P.B. has a special place in my heart-of-hearts and may be my next significant conquest.

I do however have another lost love. Baseball Stars by Neo-Geo.

I am in the process of completing the Pennant race of Baseball Stars 2 (16 games.) I may drop down and focus on ‘Baseball Stars Professional,’ as the Shadow Demons have a manager that looks like Anton LaVey. It gives me a lot to think about…

I’ve now beaten Shinobi and Alien Syndrome, and now that my Cyberball 2072 mastery is cemented, I am sure I can no longer reside with the common-likes of man. It is a great burden to be a God… But my travail continues onward…

Ops Please.