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It would be interesting if tablets become the cassette tapes of touch computing, say, if touch becomes three dimensional, swiping and poking thin-air illusions of a 3D interface. What's even stranger, is that the human baby my buddy and his wife just had, technically could live to see the year 2100.

Girls kicking ass, is the main reason I read comics and watch comic book movies and play video games with female characters.

Heh. Of course, the bane of all tablets and smartphone users are autocorrect and typo fails. Oh, I disabled auto-correct from the beginning. My brain as a dictionary is ten times better than any software. Except the word, hubris, let me see if I remember the meaning for that one.

Please at least wear a helmet when operating a motorcycle. There are only two kinds of motorcyclists ... those who have crashed, and those who are about to.

Whew, home finally, just walked in the door to Breezehome. Had to travel hunched over by foot to Riften by way of Markarth--stopped in Windhelm, then ate cheese wheels and seared mammoth snout in Falkreath ... took about two weeks, but me and Lydia managed to sell all of my seriously heavy, expensive ****. What'd I miss ...

Just opened the License to Kilt growler of scotch ale from Bagby. It's surprisingly clean and light, smooth, agreeably malted, zero hop flavor, and comfortable, like stepping outside into cool air wearing a brand new double-knit zip-up.

That was fantastic. Didn't feel like spoilers, just a preview. If anything, I am more super jammed to play next month.

Free professional advice. I am saving money hand over fist in this thread.

Back when Monte cared about us, he posted this Black Widow variant.

It is too perfectly crafted to be trolling. No one is that good ... GOOD JOB

I literally just read an article that said the new Radeon 300 series will debut Q2 2015.

Oh my goodness, can you imagine, Knights II Reinvigorated. What a great dream.

I feel badly, since the OP is genuinely suffering, but I may not stop laughing until Saturday.

No way! I am never not wearing jeans. Even my pajama pants are denim. Okay not really, they're flannel, but one or two of my Lucky's are super soft Italian denim I could totally sleep in.

I can appreciate this thought, thank you for not making me feel like the only one. *smiley face, or, whatnot* Can confirm, snow plows salting the roads is near to the same in damaging vehicles as ocean air. The drive chain on my motorcycle looks orange and brown down here on the coast if I don't maintain it constantly--same as the undercarriage of my old Tacoma driven mostly in the Rocky Mountains.

I didn't think they could top last week's episode, but Elementary is on another level lately. Clever humor throughout, twisty turny story, loved it.

Woah, great flashback. I was totally there summer '93 for the Devotional tour. Outdoor venue in Park City, UT. Geez, how old am I ...

I thought those guys are quick-strike squad-based operators, not lone snipers. I don't know anything about the story, though.

Okay, so check this out. Rate my insanity. Went to Target, a department store, primarily for a picture frame for Geordi, secondarily for a cute gift bag, tertiarily for a new nerd shirt, which this store has been excellent in maintaining. Managed to find all three. Naturally was most excited for the powder-blue Star Wars shirt, printed with the Tom Chantrell '77 montage. Went to checkout, realized ahead of time the shirt had no tag. Danger flags and sirens went off, confirmed by the following: Target courtesy clerk proceeds to lay garment flat across entire register counter searching for tag, maximum germ surface contact. Then he (or she, as it was indeterminable) opens shirt collar with both hands, then forearm, practically inserting face and mouth. Still no tag, turns garment upside down, opens hemline, inserting entire arm, finds nothing, inserts fingers and hand into both sleeves. Michael panics, then notices crusty red excematic growth between employee's fingers, and faints completely. Upon regaining consciousness and a receipt, marches directly from checkout back to shelves, exchanging said violated garment in a fit of phobic pique.

I know, I wondered if you'd wandered into who knows where.

Literally every time I strap in for a visit to the Marvel Cinematic Universe, this is how I feel. Art design by Nik Holmes

No can watch here.

Homeboy/girl came in half-hour later with it in Random Video Game News

Haven't seen a postmark like this, before ... LeVar knows my name! He signed my ************* name! Geordi LaForge in the house! OH MY GOD

I'm just reading an article where Feargus says Obsidian will probably maybe likely go to Kickstarter for a sequel to Eternity. I get the sense a new IP will not be crowd-funded before Eternity 2.