So after a month or two of staying quiet, RomCom is back! We’re playing for Muni’s #CutTheCrap gig this June 15, Saturday at Route 196! We’re playing with Pedicab, Ciudad, Slow Hello, Your Imaginary Friends, and No Rome.
In case you haven’t heard us yet, here’s our EP, “It’s Tight Like Prom Night!” which you can download here.
Show starts at 9PM. Gate price is 250 bucks. See you!
Poster by Rob Cham!
I would describe myself as a really frustrated gamer. You see, I love games but I don’t have the time, patience, or skills needed to finish through a complicated game like, say, Portal. I’d probably end up cutting myself in half because I’d turn off a portal while I’m halfway through. Put me in the middle of a multiplayer FPS match and soon enough I’d find both teams ending their match and turn it into a “who will kill Ade the most” game.
Basically, I’m this guy:
So I contented myself with not playing games on a console and just grabbing my phone and playing the fuck out of these nice games that are currently taking up my time. Continue reading
With Doctor Who series 7 finished (read my review of The Name Of The Doctor here) I actually have time to watch other things. Actually, I’ve been watching a LOT of stuff, but I didn’t feel like sharing mundane stuff like the TV shows on my blog before. There’s GetGlue for that, but who cares. I’ll talk about the TV shows and movies I’ve been watching lately because why the hell not?
The guy playing Sherlock Holmes goes against the jolly crew of the Enterprise and all hell breaks loose. No, seriously. Space ships get blown up, people (red shirts AND OTHER PEOPLE) die, the Enterprise gets fucked up real good, RoboCop rides a spaceship, Alice Eve shows off her body in a gratuitously unnecessary scene (but we’re thankful), and Sherlock Holmes gets to chew on scenery and make all the ladies swoon and make their nerdy dates jealous as fuck. Continue reading
Last month, I turned 30.
I normally spend my birthday hiding from the world, dreading another year gained and with me slowly speeding toward being yet another old man clinging on to his youth, wearing hipster clothes, growing a ponytail, and going to gigs with people who are more than half my age. This year was no different.
I STILL LOOK FABULOUS, FUCK YOU.
Nothing says mature more than me updating a blog I started seven years ago and filling it up with dick jokes like I’m 23. But seriously though, things like growing old is a pain in the ass and a tough pill to swallow. I might as well avoid a long and hard discussion on the perils of buggering my content with dick jokes.
Hey guys, I’m back! I’m really, really back! And now that I’m here, on the internet, blogging again, aaaand… I don’t really know what to write about. So I’ll have to play it safe. I’m here, and I’m writing about something that you may have seen me talk about in the past: Doctor Who.
Also, I just watched the new Neil Gaiman-penned episode, and damn it if I can’t talk about it.
For the record, I really, really loved Gaiman’s first time writing Doctor Who, the sublime The Doctor’s Wife. It dives deep into the show’s 50-year old mythology and adds something to it and takes the Doctor’s relationship with the old sexy TARDIS into another level. That episode isn’t just the best of New Who, it’s one of the best episodes of the show, bar none. With that in mind I had really high expectations coming in to Nightmare in Silver.
I really want this episode to not suck. Series 7B has been, in a word, directionless. I know Moffat was really adamant in his desire to have a no two-parter, no series arc season, but… wow. I can’t really describe what a mess this half of a season turned out. Except for Journey To The Centre of the TARDIS, the episodes suffered from the no two-parter rule.
Which brings us here. Spoilers ahoy!