Oh man, it’s almost Friday, which means it’s almost livestream time!  The next livestream will be this Friday, October 4th at 10pm est!  As of Monday, I hadn’t yet decided what game we’d be tackling, but now I’ve got an idea: Tales of Symphonia!

It’s been at least a year or two since I’ve played ToS, and considering it’s my favorite game, that’s too long a time.  Join us as I die much less than I did in Resident Evil 4!


You can watch the stream either here or here.

See you then!


I don’t think I’ve completed any story chapters in Fire Emblem: Awakening in over a week.  That’s not to say that I haven’t played the game, however: I’ve been buying/using tons of reeking boxes in order to create enemy encounters and level up my party.

Additional encounters means additional on-field shiny squares, each of which could mean one of a few things: an item, exp, or weapon proficiency.

Items… I can understand going out of the way for items: your army is in the heat of battle and new equipment might save a life/make the difference/etc.

The other two, however… characters will make some point about “sneaking in” or “quickly grabbing” some practice time on the battlefield as if it’s a good thing.  Practice?  You’re in the middle of an enemy encounter… get your head in the game!


Story time!

In retrospect, this story is kind of gross so… sorry in advance.

My brain has a few jobs:

1.  Control all basic bodily functions (breathing, heart beating, etc.)

2.  Come up with tons and tons of random things.

3.  Filter those thoughts and act only upon the good ones.

If there’s any process out of those three that I’d prefer fail, it’d be #3, but ideally that wouldn’t happen.

It totally happened a few days ago.

There was a random toenail clipping on my desk and suddenly, I had the urge to see what would happen if I set it on fire.  Using a pair of scissors to cradle the nail, I carefully positioned it above my scented candle.

Almost instantaneously it blackened, shrunk, and coiled up into a spiral.

Also, it smelled horrendous.  Like, burning dead body horrendous.

I don’t really know what I was expecting, but this heinous odor lasted for hours.


So, just in case you ever suddenly had the desire/means to burn a stray toenail, don’t.

I’ve done it so you don’t have to.