Gibberings
Dad told me never to use XTREE when he wasn’t in the room.
July 18, 2008 ~ 10:01:50 PM * -07:00ST
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Log # 103
Eliza Begins Her Game|Life Spew
It’s true. I left Kotaku.
Mostly. Sort of. I’ll probably do them the occasional editorial cartoon and/or feature article, but for the most part my time there is up. I should probably make up some hilarious and discomfiting story of betrayal and broken hearts, but I just work for Wired now and there was no drama to be found.
While I opened up my salvo earlier this week with a tasty number about fat British children being carrot-and-sticked into getting off their asses, excuse me, arses, I will in fact be focusing on MMOs and something everyone keeps referring to as “virtual worlds”.
“That’s fine,” I drawled from under my fedora, “but the fees, man.”
Grimy rain left trackmarks on our trenchcoats like punctures on a Burroughsian junkie. In the distance, the eleven o’clock to St. Louie blew mournfully, and was joined by a lonesome pit bull.
“Don’t worry,” Joel returned, his slitted eyes lit not only by the jaundiced streetlight, but by something between madness and hayfever, “it’s all been taken care of.”
Don’t get excited, it’s not fancy Wired, it’s Wired Blogs. But with my help and the blessings of Allah, it will become fancy to be a Wired blog in no time at all.
To this end, I direct all my Kotaku readers (my darling, airborn ape brigade) to add Game|Life (soon to be renamed) to their RSS readers, and consume my frothing textuals six to eight times daily, or as directed by your physician.
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Eliza Gauger on November 9th, 2006 ~ 01:51:57 AM
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Log # 98
Best of Kotaku: On Jubblies Bouncing While Bubblies Don’t
Gentlemen, the point is that the girls in DOA are broad where a broad should be broad, and yet their only animated meats are chestwise. I’m saying that what’s good for the goose, is good for the flock.
Look, I’m not calling for realism. Far from it. We don’t want jiggling thighs, cellulite, stretch marks, and all those other Marks of Cain that flesh and blood women are saddled with (good christ), but tits and ass are a team! I maintain that we can have our RealDoll Volleyball bounce fore and aft.
Errbody in the house say “aaaaaaft”.
- Jubblies Galore: Lots of Tits on 360
