JasonWMizer

Ever feel stuck? I feel stuck.

I noticed Borderlands 2 was on massive sale on Steam. I played the💩 out of that game on my ps3 so long ago. Just bought the legendary pack.

Fake apologies suck.

Just one guess.

So, I just watched Godzilla Minus Zero. This is... This is a force of a movie. I've watched all of the Godzilla movies old and new, but this was something different but in the absolute best way imaginable. From the very first scenes, you felt it. To all of the character building to the absolutely epic monster fight scenes in the middle. To the absolutely human story that resolved at the very end which had me in tears. If you loved the first one, they outdid themselves with this one in glorious spades. See this is in theater. I would absolutely watch this again in the theaters, twice! A 10 out of 5 from me! #GodzillaMinusZero

Okay, to combat all of these insane political takes and fake breaking news, I present to you Space Cheese, a sci Fi comedy that does not take itself seriously, because let's face it, we all need a good laugh no matter your political views. Take a break from the insanity of life and laugh at the insanity of an adventure that's intentionally silly. Think Spaceballs meets Hitchhikers Guide, and character dialogue resembling Firefly.

Well, after getting to a whopping level 6 as a human fighter in WoW Forever, I gotta say I'm underwhelmed. Too easy, disconnected combat, and an art style that does nothing for me. I think over the very long years of playing video games, my expectations of what I look for in a game just moved past mmo's. I need to feel like I'm IN the Timberwolf, feeling it shake apart as I'm taking damage, but still having to turn to lock on target and fire a few rounds of AC5s before my engine is cored in Mechwarrior Online, or MW5. I need to feel the consequence of not rolling at the right time as ANY of the enemies in Dark Souls brutally takes me out and stomps on my face, or I accidentally slip off an edge and... well watch YOU DIED. I'm not watching through a character, I'm fighting through the character. If you love WoW Forever, that's awesome. I am totally happy that it came back for you and that you can still enjoy it. For me, I will be in my Shadowcat 2B, or my Urbie and Timberwolf till they shut the servers off... sending Gauss rounds through the eye of an Atlas white jumpjetting from position to position on the battle fields of Mechwarrior Online. It's my own forever jam. Happy hunting to all of you Alliance and Horde.

Just when I want to escape from the nightmare that just happened, the Invite a Friend code to Forever WoW won't work.

How can you of all people talk about GRIFT and actually expect us to take you seriously? Is this you?

I'm not counting my chickens on this election until this person sings.

You have a point. Proceed.

Idle ram spotted in my basement.

Breaking: Local Man Discovers His AirPods Are Actually Tiny Spies Working for a Secret Society of Raccoons I can’t believe I’m posting this, but the evidence is too overwhelming to ignore. Last Tuesday I left my AirPods in the kitchen overnight. When I put them in the next morning, they started playing a high-pitched chittering sound that only raccoons can hear. I took them to a guy at Best Buy who says he just “knows things.” He opened one up with a butter knife and inside was a tiny raccoon paw print, a single Cheeto, and a microchip that said “Property of the Trash Can Collective – Do Not Disturb During Dumpster Hours.” He told me (off the record, obviously, because raccoons) that raccoons have been running a global surveillance operation for years. They use discarded AirPods as listening devices because humans leave them everywhere and never notice when they go missing for a day. The raccoons download all our conversations, translate them into “chitter-speak,” and use the intel to decide which neighborhoods get the best garbage night. My neighborhood has been on the “bad list” since I started locking my cans tight with bungie cords. That explains the missing garden gnomes and why my car always smells like old pizza on Wednesdays. Someone please pray for my garden gnomes. Anyway, the Best Buy guy said the only way to opt out is to leave a formal apology note and three unopened bags of Doritos in my recycling bin at exactly 2:17 a.m. on a Thursday. I tried it. The next morning the Doritos were gone, the note had a single muddy paw print on it, and my AirPods now only play “The Circle of Life” on loop. My dog refuses to go near my air pods now.Someone in the comments is going to say this is fake.. That’s what they want you to think. I don't care. This is very real. Wake up. The raccoons already know you’re reading this. Chitter chitter.

I'm not jealous.