PixlBit

If I had a nickel for every game that has happened to me with, I'd be rich.

I played the first Ratchet and Clank game shortly after it came out. I fell in love with the franchise. As soon as I finished it, I started a second playthrough, because it was just so much fun. My favorite of the franchise is Going Commando. I mean, what's not to love about a weapon that turns your enemies into sheep? And when you upgrade it to its final form, into black sheep that blow up? I want one!!! And the sniper rifle. God, I love that sniper rifle!

I never got as into the PS3 entries in the series, and from what I've read from Casey's review, not sure I want to play the reboot.

As for Shadow Complex, that may be one of my favorite games for the 360.

It was definitely "She has food! Follow her!" They would lie in wait for me and materialize out of nowhere if I went anywhere near the back of my car, the greenhouse, or the bin where the chicken feed is kept.

I need to finish up some of the games on my console hard drives so I can clean those up. I just hate deleting anything I haven't finished.

And this song always makes me think of you, for some reason: 

Introduce them to a blue-ringed octopus if they show up, lol.

I find the fact that someone went to all that work to send you a death threat over something so trivial qute disturbing, to be honest.

And there is the reason I don't bother with IGN. Too many rabid fanboys with too much time on their hands.

As always, an entertaining read.

It's a working farm, and many of the animals are destined for someone's dinner table, which I wouldn't be able to do. It was fun for the most part, but a lot of hard work. I was getting up at 5 AM, doing chores, going to work, coming back, doing more chores, and falling asleep by 9 PM. My plan was to bring over my PS1 and hook it up to the old CRT TV and play one of the older RPGs I own after chores, but I never found the time and energy to do it.

Lois is freaking adorable. Floyd is pretty darn cute, too. As for the chickens, I'd be doing chores, and all of a sudden I'd get the feeling I was being watched. I'd turn around, and half the flock would be standing behind me, staring expectantly at me with their beady little eyes. At one point, the entire flock of guinea fowl were following me, too.