SLAUGHTERAMA ‘09

Strange chaos on Belle Isle, Sic Itur Ad Astra!

Dateline 4/4/09
I had been hearing whispered rumors for years-mostly coming from folks connected with the Richmond underground, all of it word of mouth-strange, given the scope of the event, yes, not so much for its demographic, taken into consideration the FYI ethos that Richmond seems to thrive [...]

Etiquette & Gripes in the World of First Person Shooters

At the onset, I’d like to make a couple of bullet points to this presentation:

This is written from the perspective of someone who plays first person shooters primarily on Xbox 360. I am, in no way, proficient in said games.
The videos up here are from YouTube, which, more or less, frees [...]

What Screams “HAPPY NEW YEAR!” More Than Undead Hordes?

I believe.
I believe that less than two hundred years after the abolishment of slavery in this country, we can have a black president.
I believe that I can write a musical about JonBenét Ramsey (I’m really not).
I believe that the Zombie Apocalypse will come sooner or later, and that we need to be fully prepared for [...]

Who Will Survive Will Survive

Who among us doesn’t get shudders running through our spines at the phrase “concept album?” It’s a horrible, horrible problem when implemented in the wrong hands, as evidenced by the Styx album Kilroy Was Here in 1983. Before you say you’ve never heard of it, whisper, “Domo arigato, Mister Roboto” to yourself.
Good? Good. Now, prepare [...]

Hipster Bingo, Postmodernism, and House of Leaves

O.K., so here’s the scoop:
On my MySpace page, you may have noticed a very specific rant, aimed at those whom consider themselves “hip.” At this point, I would like to point out that I, myself, am not “hip,” but “hep.” Yes, I realize that I’m splitting hairs or bullshitting. On the other hand, I have [...]

Ladies and Gentlemen…

Please meet my friend the Hulk.
I was pretending to give a damn about MSNBC tonight while a friend of mine was mooning over Keith Olbermann.
Before I knew it, I was subjected to a long, convoluted fantasy revolving about how attractive he is, and how about how much of a smooth operator he appears to be. [...]