Doom 3
I've been saying since before I started a blog that I am not going out
buy a new machine until Doom
3 comes out. Now that the day is ny,
the luster of the moment is
gone. I don't feel the twinge in my trigger finger. I'm just not
excited any more. I would like to be excited about it. The moment has
past. I've grown away from Doom 3.
They say the new game is creepy
and visually stunning. Cool.
The Same
The news sounds the same every day. A bomb
blast
in Baghdad. An "ally" pulls
out. There were no weapons
of mass destruction in the first place. It all sounds the
same these days. How can news from a war be the same every day.
There is no news of the sick children our doctors are helping. There is
no news of the financial support puring into the country. Blah,
blah, blah, it's all the same. I suppose interesting is bad in a war.
SNAFU
I found a collection of WWII era cartoons called SNAFU.
It is about a goofy guy who screws everything up in the army. They were
to teach lessons and make you laugh. They are a bit racist. They are
funny. They are informative. These were made sixty plus years ago.
One of hte cartoons was about keeping secrets. One of the secrets they
SNAFU doesn't keep very well is about a secret weapon that leaves a big
hole on a Japanese island. This cartoon never played because it was too
close to the atom bomb attack scheduled to go off later in the year.
It wasn't me. You can't prove anything.
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I like that you are not calling female friends Buddies anymore. Girls are friends. Beer-drinking, belly-scratching guys are buddies.
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