So guess what I found in my oatmeal this morning! Go on, guess.
No, not Jimmy Hoffa.
Nope, it was worse: A pair of what appeared to be reconstituted rat turds. So I guess I will probably never eat instant oatmeal again since the mere thought makes me want to puke. Thank you, Quaker, for this delightful breakfast surprise.
Speaking of rat droppings, I kinda ranted angrily a little bit in my 1UP blog regardling the EGM/Halo 3 cover story leak. That fact that someone at the printing press felt free to screw over a client is actually much less annoying than the resulting telephone game fallout. Now the magazine’s name is attached to increasingly erroneous reports about the game — and so is mine, actually. Don’t go dragging me through the mud like that, jerks.
Meanwhile, in a much sunnier San Francisco day, I’ve posted previews of Mega Man ZX Advent and Dragon Quest Swords. I also sat in on a 1UP Yours recording session this evening and discovered to my surprise that my “What Have You Been Playing” list was startlingly lengthy.
Jot down the date, folks. It’s a landmark event.