Yeah, I've been pretty non-prolific on the old blog as of late. Part of that is because I picked up Max Payne in the discount games rack at Target and have been playing it nonstop. It's an older game, but it's new to me and it's really well done. It's like being immersed into a film noir comic book, and unlike many video games out there, it is completely unpredictable. And I feel much less like a sociopath playing that than I did playing Vice City (which is still oh-so-much fun!). I've also been doing some freelance work, and I'm still putting the finishing touches on A Guy Walks Into a Bar. I should be done with that really soon and as promised I will be posting it here once it's done. I've also been pretty uninspired to write about current events (at least events that don't involve protests over Foghat songs). I've definitely reached my outrage threshold with Bush Term II: The Fascist Boogaloo. When congress held their weekend pander-fest over Terry Schiavo, I didn't even get mad. I just shrugged my shoulders and considered it par for the course. There was also an anti-war protest this weekend and I didn't even bother going. I think I'm all protested out, and I find it somewhat masturbatory to protest in San Francisco anyway. You can't throw a rock in this city without hitting 5 people who are against the war and the rest of Bush's foul agenda. We should just pass something through the city council stating that we as a city are in a perpetual state of protest against the war and anything else that Bush has to do with so we can spare ourselves having to go out, wave signs and listen to ANSWER's speakers rant on about every topic regardless of the relevance to the actual protest. And while we're at it, why not set up a collection to send Frank Chu to join the permanent protest in Lafayette Park across the street from the White House? They've never even heard of the 12 Galaxies in DC.