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Red Dead Redemption is a Sandbox Western by Rockstar Games, the company that brought you running over hookers for rebates (GTA). Left in the lurch of confusion by last night’s Lost Finale, you may wish to pick up a pair of irons and go ape shit on a bunch of townsfolk. Remember when you’re indiscriminately butchering, you get the Dastardly Achievement for hog tying a woman and putting her on the train tracks, it doesn’t have to be a nun. But it can be a nun. My cousin Craig whom I’m living with in the interim to my upcoming San Francisco move purchased the Xbox version of this game. My current experience, due to budgeting lends me to only have played his guy while he was out of the room. This involved me shooting someone and pausing it when the posse got there. This caused a “Where did all these fucking guys come from from.” I’d have to give my current experience getting Craig killed an A+. But I haven’t really played the game. Sandboxes are usually pretty awesome for the first couple of hours and this one is beautiful. If you have the time to blow I imagine this is a decent way to do it.
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If you hadn’t heard, Tyra is writing a fantasy novel. Those Twilight fans will be all a swoon when they find out that a tale of models and magic will be available for a quick read between vampire flicks. Dibs Copyright on Models and Magic, I’ll be writing the 4th Edition DnD crossover. I’m all for children reading and all but, this is the kind of thing that makes me long for a trashy vampire novel for them to go read. Who am I to prejudge? I’m sure this book will be at least as good as it sounds. Tyra seems chalk full of wit and great ideas.
In other news Straight Face Comics (that’s us) is participating in this week’s Joystiq.com Weekly Webcomic Roundup. Head on over to choose your favorite of the nominated strips.
Also our RSS Feed is now operational again. There was a slight typo causing errors for the past few weeks.
HAPPY NEW YEAR! I know my corpse had a fabulous time in NYC… In lieu of Matt’s fat eye condition, I’m adding my 2 cents. The days of ball drop malfunction should be behind us at this point and thats what they always discuss in those ridiculous time wasting segments if you’ve ever watched these count down to midnight shows. Essentially all the technology in the world always fails, no matter how sophisticated. Its probably because all that glitter and jazz stuffed into a huge ball just can’t be stopped similar to a primed blue ball in a no-touch rule strip club. Damn the glitter never comes off.
The family tradition is to watch these growingly inane countdown shows until midnight, we’ve come to just tuning in within the last 5 minutes rather than sit through all the time waster garbage. Laughable moments could be something to add to their segment instead of girating people as if this were soul train. The New Year takes on a whole new meaning when Ryan Seacrest takes up the mantle of the tweeting face of Dick Clark next to it. His face is basically making a squeal or chirping mouthing motion to talk, no joke, but really it looks like a joke. The man just won’t leave. Its not like Sly Stalones side mouth talking, but when you see it… Wow. This is usually when the execs and big suits upstairs usually say put that man back on radio, but his voice can’t even hack that…
Whats your traditional New Year celebration consist of? or did you just start one? Getting drunk and smashing things isn’t a tradition especially when you do it throughout the year.
Also as an added note to the New Year celebration, we’ve just hit 100 strips as of today! Thanks for the coming by and reading the strip let your friends know the degenerate activities that go on over here.
I know this may finally oust me as communist, but this year is the first year I’ve tried the Mcrib. I’ve kept trying it for about 4 weeks now. I think I’ve figured out the love of Mcrib. It’s the cafeteria factor. There are few foods worse in quality than that of what we feed our children, perhaps also our prisoners or our armed forces. As children we knew it wasn’t good, but man did we wait for spongy pizza day anyway. I think the Mcrib love is just the nostalgia for bad barely recognizable cafeteria food. I know and understand this. There’s a 50 percent chance I’ll have another today. Mcdonalds Coke however, that’s just crackwater brewed by gypsy ensorclement experts.
Girls love romance, yet hate romantics /discuss
They say having nightmares about your teeth falling out is you worrying about aging. I’ve had them since I was about seven or eight. I have a hard time believing as an eight year old I had the vanity of worrying about my nineth birthday to come. Now I just worry that walking into a dentists office will cost me more than a transmission. I really have a hard time believing dentistry is a more refined science than auto repair. It’s pulling teeth out and drilling. Anyone that can give an injection, and ask ‘Hey asshole, does this hurt when I do this?” could be a dentist. In fact I’m going to start selling SFC Brand Home Dental Kits as soon as we get a store up.
I don’t have much of a blog for this morning, so I’ll put up a list of the board games I’ve been playing lately. I highly recommend all of these:
(If you’re new to nerdy board gaming I recommend reading some reviews here!)
- Arkham Horror
- Fury of Dracula
- Dominion (plus expansions)
- Wasabi
(listed from longest to shortest play-time duration, entirely on accident.)
I have word from the Phillipines, and that word is “hooker.” According to Don the frugal traveler can find a hooker for about 1-2$, they may have Hepatitis A/B and or Taburculosis, but man what a price. I’m assuming the 2$ hooker has the TB, Doc Holiday had TB that’s a manly disease. Speaking of manly, Don also informs me that there’s a long standing Filipino Hooker tradition of being a surprise man, and it’s thought to be ok to keep this a secret as long as the client is drunk. Don has gone deep undercover to get us this vital info. He gets to charge 5$ though, because he’s not riddled with debilitating illness.
Saw Tv Spots for Avatar all Thanksgiving weekend. James Cameron getting back on the action horse after a long time at sea–filming it. I’ve voiced this before, but after getting Lucased in the nuts by new Star Wars, then New Indy, I feel like a battered woman at the shelter ready to date again. He seems handsome, and he’s saying nice things, but then he talks about cat people. And all I see are Gungans crawling out of a fridge after a nuclear blast. Someone hold me and my first born alien to be.
Happy Thanksgiving from Off-putting Talking Dog and the rest of us at SFC. This is my first attempt at coloring a strip, Don having a short time in which to do about 7 comics he left this one for me to color. Go me.