Greenpeace has adopted a whale, and you can vote for it's name. You'll know what to do.
Monday, November 26, 2007
Saturday, November 24, 2007
Desktop Tower Defense

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Mr. Pony
Labels: addiction, Desktop Tower Defense, DTD, epic battles, games, posturing
Labels: addiction, Desktop Tower Defense, DTD, epic battles, games, posturing
Friday, November 23, 2007
Where I got my "Strong Moral Center"

I was over at my parents' home for Thanksgiving, and was trying to get my son Turbo to take a nap. I took him up to my old room, which was up in the attic (it has since been converted into an actual attic). There, looking for a story to read him (a book on UFOs, or Ann Nocenti and John Romita, Jr.'s sweet run on Daredevil, maybe) I stumbled upon my old Ultima IV: Quest of the Avatar disks. This game taught me a lot, brothers and sisters. In the game, you're not fighting to kill some fat evil boss or anything like that. Instead, you're trying to reach this weird state of moral perfection, by behaving 'properly' in all of eight virtues: Honesty, Valor, Justice, Honor, Spirituality, Compassion, Sacrifice, and Humility (of those, I had to look up Sacrifice and Humility). Reach a certain level in one virtue, and you get the equivalent of a trivial pursuit pie wedge for that virtue. You lose the wedge if you blow it later on, like if you lie to get out of getting beaten up or something, your honesty points go down, and your wedge goes pop.

All that notwithstanding, I consider this game to be one of my formative experiences, up there with Benjamin Parker's power and responsibility thing and Paul Atreides' "A storm is coming" speech. Astute readers will notice that I played with a pirated copy of the game.
Oh, apparently, you can download Ultima IV here.
Star Wars Risk, Game One of Ten Thousand


As long-time players of Regular Risk will note, however, being at a tactical disadvantage does not necessarily put you at a general disadvantage--it merely reduces your choices, which has its own strategic benefits. Risk-players also note: Star Wars Risk has no Australia equivalent, and the cards have stuff on them that can make things happen. Wild, change-your-life stuff. You don't just sit there, when you're playing this.
I'm not sure if I've played enough of this to give it all three thumbs up, but the thing shows promise. The rules are pretty tricky, but if any of you off-worlders are planning a visit, let me know ahead of time and I'll send you scans of the rules so you can take the 5+hour plane ride to maybe skim them. Next time, we have to play with Active Hutts. And we should probably make sure no one has to work in the morning, and anyone new, like I said, gets the rules to study in advance.
So yeah; so yes, I'll play again.
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Mr. Pony
Labels: epic battles, games, reviews
Labels: epic battles, games, reviews
We Want More
Shall we have at it? My mentally ill friend here and I would like a try at that Risk thing again.
Plus, happy AfterThanksgiving.
Plus, this place has been awfully quiet recently.
And Hey! Good luck with the football game tonight!!!! Go Fucking Bows and all that shit!
Friday, November 16, 2007
My Beloved Wife

I adore Mrs. Pony, and here is proof.
I know this is accurate in my heart, but also because this love meter was fairly accurate on some other points.

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Mr. Pony
Labels: love, sharing, The Mighty Thor
Labels: love, sharing, The Mighty Thor
Wednesday, November 14, 2007
The Results of a Poll


Other: You guys have admin powers. Please feel free to mess with this blong. Add widgets, if you like. There are some neat freaking widgets out there. There's a chat thing I added. Scroll down. As long as you're moving us in the right direction, no one will mind. When Fugu was all "I moved the thing up because I didn't know it was there," I was all "YESS!!" That's the spirit. Add links to the Links thing. Use labels in your posts. Tell stories.
Or, you know; don't. You are all my brothers. I will love you forever if you do exactly none of these things.
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Mr. Pony
Labels: Bloggar, blogging, sharing, the Will of the People, this
Labels: Bloggar, blogging, sharing, the Will of the People, this
Monday, November 12, 2007
Vote Your Mouth in the Poll

Sunday, November 11, 2007
Wendows
Guys i'm in wendows. I installd wendows on my computr, which is an mac. I dont like it here. I can see the dots that make up the wrds. why is it showing me all these things? I don't care what wendows has to say. it's like wendows is trying to take credit for all it's doing for me by showing me what a hard time it's having of it all. I feel bad for my computr, for the first time. it's hard to make text, apparently. Rilly rilly hard. yow.
one thing, though--when you're on internet, and internet is trying to install things on you, wendows is like; hey, I'll do that for you. here, I'm going to make an upgrade a program. Through a WEB PAGE. Whaddah ya think of that? That's kinda cool. I kinda feel like there might be some security issues, but at my age, who the fucking cares!! I'm 35!
Namaste, gents.
one thing, though--when you're on internet, and internet is trying to install things on you, wendows is like; hey, I'll do that for you. here, I'm going to make an upgrade a program. Through a WEB PAGE. Whaddah ya think of that? That's kinda cool. I kinda feel like there might be some security issues, but at my age, who the fucking cares!! I'm 35!
Namaste, gents.
Saturday, November 10, 2007
Star Wars Risk

I ran into Kelly S. at the zoo. We decided that we all should do something as nerdy as seeing Transformers opening night again, like; after we've put the kids to bed. This might qualify! I mean, until Starcraft 2 comes out.

On the other hand, drinking too much and taking the wheel of the Death Star might be just the thing to chase the blues away!
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Mr. Pony
Labels: games, invitations
Labels: games, invitations
Friday, November 9, 2007
Thursday, November 8, 2007
Tuesday, November 6, 2007
you know...
For the krillions of things Family guy doesn't do well, I thought this was sorta good:
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Monday, November 5, 2007
Sunday, November 4, 2007
Pukele Stream Overruns its Banks


All in all, this is pretty sweet. I find I love living in the 'Lolo.
Friday, November 2, 2007
Attention: Hung Won is Not Closing

So they closed.
Also, there is a full sit-down Chinese Restaurant on the same street, called Hung Won. I heard that they were closing also. This, I felt, was too bad, because more restaurants and fewer auto parts stores is always a good thing. Walking by Hung Won, I stepped inside and asked when they were closing.
The Chinese lady at the counter got real mad and threw her hands up in the air. "We're not closing!" she said, in a Chinese accent I will not attempt to transcribe here. "Everybody thinks we are closing! We are not closing!"
"Oh, good," I said. "More restaurants and fewer auto parts--"
"It is KWONG ON! They are the ones that are closing! They have closed already! KWONG ON!"
"I'll spread the word. I'm sure--
"HUNG WON!" she screamed. "KWONG ON! You see; they are different! Quite different! HUNG... WON! KWONG... ON!"
"I--"
"People do not LISTEN!" Howling, she tore her shirt off. She climbed up onto the counter, and slammed her head against the overhanging shelf. Put her foot in a tray of cake noodles, which was inside one of those short cardboard boxes they ship cans of soda in. "PEOPLE ARE DEAF!" Still stooping, she reached up and brought the entire shelf down, releasing a torrent of three or four phone books, followed by a swarm of dozens and dozens of beetles the size of Hot Wheels. They crawled over her bare chest and down her legs and dove into the food, chittering and squeaking with beetle delight. She screamed again, sounding like a cross between a playground whistle and a tugboat. The windows shattered, and three burning men flailed out of the kitchen and tripped over each other trying to get outside. They were screaming. I was screaming. Hot oil spilled out of the kitchen and across the floor. The men fell, igniting the oil.
Anyway, we're going tomorrow night, with my sister and her husband. You guys wanna go? They said it was good.
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Mr. Pony
Labels: food, invitations, local
Labels: food, invitations, local
Wedge=aeronaught=furry
Edit: yeah ok, I FAIL. It's friggin Biggs. How did I not recognize that mustache?!?
And this: Ferucio, dude, just come out already. We're ok with it.
Edit: Ferucio is the guy in the bull outfit.
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