I was listening to Hybrid Theory on a old CD player when I was 5, and for years Dad would often as not have the classic rock/heavy metal channels playing in the car.

I go down to Manassas for class sometimes; GMU’s Sci-Tech campus is adjacent-to-if-not-surrounded-by a good half-dozen data centers. You can see them from I-66.

She’s actually an Albanian Brit, but I see where it’s coming from.

Nothing I couldn’t pirate right back, given time.

I’m in the US, but still, maybe getting booted off of there was the universe trying to tell me something.

They wouldn’t let me take my metal water bottle in with me.

Last year for the Army Expo I tried hiding my last one somewhere near the entrance, only to find it gone when I left.

This time I decided “Fuck that & fuck them” and found something else to do in the District.

Let it be neither slandered nor libeled that Casuls_Die_Thrice makes the same mistake twice.

I never thought I’d see the day when a major performing arts venue was doing everything in its power to put itself out of business.

RPCS3 enables full PS3 functionality on PC; it’s how I’m able to play the OG 2009 version of Demon’s Souls, complete with online connectivity.

Ghazghkull called, he wants his Gretchin back.

I kinda get why parody/caricature/satire is so difficult nowadays, because what do you do when reality is already THIS ridiculous?