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10,104 and done.

8000ish. I'll probably end up with about 10k.

Just got this yesterday. Really amazing game. It's very hard for me to get into turn-based RPGs, so this was a really pleasant surprise. Honestly, the best part about DQVIII might just be the music. Wherever you go in the world, the beautiful orchestral scores are there to greatly enhance the experience. I think I'm gonna track down the OST.

I love this stuff. Very nicely done, Toxx.

Well, shit. This is pretty disappointing, as Spencer was one of the best parts of The West Wing, engaging and funny while not getting preachy and overblown as some characters on the show tend to do. Very sorry to see him go.

I'm not sure what the total is, but the number for the launch sales I keep seeing is 123,000.

Happy birthday, Zack! Happy birthday, Goldeneye/Jacob Helmsley/whoever else I'm forgetting!

I'd like to go on the record as saying this guy is a complete idiot if he thinks that premise is in any way remarkable or extraordinary. Also, Trey and Matt are funnier on their worst day then the Farrelys are on their best.

Nick Arcade? The last bit about the shopping spree doesn't sound familiar, but the rest is dead on.

Even though it shows that G4 is straying further and further away from the network's original programming, I really don't mind these cancellations at all. Neither show was particularly entertaining and both could be downright annoying at times. So long as they leave X-Play (and to a lesser extent, AotS and Cinematech) alone, I don't really care what happens with G4. I would love to see Judgement Day cancelled. Tommy Tallarico is one of the most infuriating people on television, and that's saying a LOT.

So, I've played various baseball sims and enjoyed them for a short while, but always grow tired of them after a couple of weeks. I've never finished a season in any halfway-realistic baseball game. Then I come across Mario Superstar Baseball, which, while extremely fun, would be a lot better if it featured actual people and more than one field that wasn't insanely annoying. What I'm saying is, I'm looking for an Arcade Style Baseball game. I don't think there's been anything released in America recently along these lines, but I've heard that Arcade Style Baseball is all the rage in Japan. Luckily, I've got a Japanese PS2, so I can import something...but I have no idea what to look for. Can anyone recommend a game or series that's particularly good?

You're right. She's a sweetheart.

Ay. I'd have reservations about a Beltran for Ramirez trade. Giving up Benson as well would not make me happy.

"Feces! Hahahaha."

I can't say I'm surprised. The store near me was always in constant disarray;there was merchandise stacked haphazardly in every corner of the store and it was always difficult to find a particular item. I always avoided going there if I could help it.

Figures of Kirby, Link, Homestar Runner, and Naruto. Yes, I'm a huge nerd.

Cool. I really like your enthusiasm, and am definitely looking forward to reading your match.

It’s well past midnight at the Savvis Center; SWF Storm ended a couple hours ago, and as such, nearly everyone involved with the company has left the building. In fact, the only people left are the road crew, who have just finished packing up the last of the traveling equipment. One member of the crew strides quickly through a hallway in the basement of the Savvis Center, before stopping at a door and opening it. “Hey, Frank, are you ready to go or - ” the crew member shouts as he throws the door open. He immediately shuts up when he sees that the room is completely dark save for the flickering light of a television, and said light is illuminating the expressionless face of one El Luchadore Magnifico. ELM slowly turns towards the crew member, an incensed snarl coming across his face as he does so. “Get out.” Not daring to make a sound, he slowly backs out of the room, closing the door as he does so. Magnifico stares at the spot the annoyance occupied for a moment before turning his attention back to the television. Playing on the screen is footage of the Six-Man Tag Match from SWF Smarkdownoween, where Magnifico... Magnifico turns it around on TORU and comes at him, ramming an elbow into the side of his face. He brings TORU down into a front facelock, but before he can execute whatever he has planned, TORU shoves him backwards…AND INTO THE WAITING ARMS OF CORTEZ, WHO APPLIES A DRAGON SLEEPER AND FALLS TO THE CANVAS! “STREET DREAMS~! Todd Cortez has the World Champion trapped in his trademark submission!” Magnifico squirms like a fish out of water, desperately trying to free himself from the clutches of the famed former Hardcore Champion. It’s to no avail, however, as the two men are down in the middle of the ring, with the ropes not even close to where ELM is caught. ”He won’t tap out, he’s the World Champion, and World Champions don’t tap out!” Cortez pulls back on Magnifico’s head, and keeps the left arm hooked, pulling back on that as well. Magnifico kicks his legs, trying to spin their bodies towards the ropes so that he can break, but Cortez manages to keep himself anchored, and doesn’t move as much as Magnifico needs. Everyone else has been disposed of, and there’s no one left to save Magnifico from his fate tonight. MAGNIFICO IS TAPPING OUT! “You were saying?” chuckles LDP. “I, I…ah whatever!” Magnifico scowls at the screen. *VRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR* “STREET DREAMS~! Todd Cortez has the World Champion trapped in his trademark submission!” ELM rewinds the tape and watches his defeat once more. Ever since that night, it’s been on his mind. Whenever he's had a free waking moment, he's studied this tape. “Why?” *VRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR* “What did I do wrong?” *VRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR* “What did he do that no one else could?” *VRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR* The same scene plays before his eyes dozens of times. Cortez traps him in the Street Dreams. The crowd roars. He squirms and writhes in pain. Cortez clamps down on his body, preventing him from escaping. He taps out. “GOD DAMN IT!” ELM stands up and throws the remote across the room. It crashes into a wall and breaks into a dozen pieces, falling to the ground as Magnifico begins to pace around his chair, completely furious. “Why...why can’t I think of a counter to that damned move?!” He mutters to himself. “Nobody else...no one else had gotten a fall on me in months. What am I not seeing...” Having not been rewound, the tape’s now playing Cortez’s celebration with TORU and KOJI. He climbs the turnbuckles and plays to the fans. He unashamedly soaks in their adoration. Magnifico watches him with palpable disgust, barely able to believe that this was the man that made him submit. With newfound determination, ELM calms down, walks up to the VCR, and rewinds it manually. “I’m going to find a way.” *VRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR* “I’ll be damned if I allow a fan-worshipping son of a bitch like you beat me again.” The scene plays once more. TORU pushes Magnifico into Cortez. Cortez locks in the Dragon Sleeper and pulls ELM down to the mat. Cortez wraps his legs around Magnifico’s body and his arm around the luchadore’s shoulder. ELM leans towards the screen, his brow furrowed in intense concentration. Cortez clamps down on Magnifico’s neck and yanks back on his arms. The luchadore’s eyes suddenly widen. Magnifico taps out. The image suddenly goes to black, as ELM turns the TV off and slowly stands up. His head hangs, but an unmistakable grin comes across his face as he stands in the darkness. “Hahaha...not this time, you bastard.” “You won’t get me this time.”

Currently watching The Brain That Wouldn't Die. Notable for being the first Mike episode, sure, but it's also damn funny. "You're not my dad! You're Hitler!" ---------------------------------------- "Doesn't she need lungs?" "No, she's got neck juice!" ---------------------------------------- "Oh, so that's why you had me kill my girlfriend, so I could SEE THE CLOSET?!" --------------------------------------- "Oh, there are ways...there are ways..." "Lots of...ways...many ways...did I mention there are ways?"

The Main Event - SWF World Heavyweight Championship Match El Luchadore Magnifico © vs. "Urban Legend" Todd Cortez - Yeah! -=-=-=-=-=- Loser Leaves the Fed I Quit Match Wild vs. Dangerous - For whatever reason, I sense a co-write. In any case, I imagine Johnny's winning here. -=-=-=-=-=- Cold Front Classic Finals: 2/3 Falls JJ Johnson © vs. TORU Takahara © - JJJ. -=-=-=-=-=- SWF International Championship Match Jay Hawke © vs. Wes Davenport - Wes. -=-=-=-=-=- Landon Maddix vs. "The Icon" Max King - Landon. -=-=-=-=-=- SWF Ultraviolent Championship Match - Dog Collar Chain Match Bruce Blank © vs. "The Divine Wind" Akira Kaibatsu - Blank. -=-=-=-=-=- Hollywood Spike Jenkins vs. Zyon - Spike. -=-=-=-=-=- Opening Boout Kevin Coyote vs. Ced Ordonez - Thoth. -=-=-=-=-=--=-=-=-=-=-=- BONUS ATTRACTION! SWF FROST David Blazenwing vs David Blazenwing - Who wins? All of us.

"She's the kind of girl you bring home to mom...if mom's a cigarette-y retired hooker." --------------------------------------------------------- "Did you see that? The hose outacted them." --------------------------------------------------------- "Let's hope it was a coitus-free van ride over to Club Scum." --------------------------------------------------------- "I'll also tell you about my problematic urethra, if you'll follow me." --------------------------------------------------------- "Well, he's already got Loverboy beat as a live act." --------------------------------------------------------- "Paint my muscle car PRUNE colored, please!"

I gotta be honest, the Christmas PPV was looking kinda lackluster earlier in the week. The show helped a LOT.

*shrug* I still cling to the dream of being in possession of every MST3K episode made available to the public. I have about 95% of Mike's episodes but only about a dozen of Joel's. Still a ways off, but I'll get around to it someday.

The Mets signed Julio Franco to a 2-year, $2 million-ish deal. *slaps forehead* I can't find the story in print, but Dan Patrick announced it on his radio show earlier in the day.

My God. For every halfway-decent game on that list, there's twenty complete pieces of crap. No wonder they went bankrupt.