According to a notification I got from WordPress earlier, today is the 3rd anniversary of the day I first posted on this blog. In that 3 years, I have made 58 posts (this will be post 59). Granted, for a lot of that time, I was posting exclusively at Stuph Blog, so that would explain the low post number. Continue reading
We here at 33 Grams of Blog (and by that, I mean me as I’m the only one who posts here) are always proud to get awards. I actually have gotten a few that have been sitting on the burner so long that they turned into nothing but a pile of ashes. Luckily, I know people who know magic, so I was able to get them put back together. The plan was to do this post as soon as I got these awards, but I’ve been taking lessons on work ethic from Captain Procrastination and he said doing posts on time was a crime against humanity. Since I didn’t want to perpetrate any crimes against humanity, I held off on this post for a while.
Our hero had spent all day trying to convince the people of his fair city that the Multi-Tasker was evil, but nobody would listen to him (Actually, all he did was tell his mom to send out an email to everyone in his address book. The rest of the day was spent watching porn). Since nothing had come from that, he decided that he had to take matters into his own hands. Over and over in his head, he thought about what he wanted to do, hoping that it would bring this whole thing to its conclusion. The further he got into his thoughts, he happier he was, which led to a swelling of his pride.
TWO WEEKS AGO – CINCINNATI, OHIO
The sound of Spartan’s pipe bomb was like an angelic choir to Trojan. While those closest to him, and his group, stayed, the rest of the zombies chased after the explosive. What appeared to be between twenty and thirty of them were crowded around it when it finally blew. Chunks of body parts went flying in every direction. Trojan quickly finished off those closest to him and turned his attention over to his wife.
Raider was having a tough time before the pipe bomb. She was barely keeping the zombies back. Both she and her daughter were bleeding. She had managed to put her back against a tall median, so the zombies couldn’t get behind them, but there were still too many. If she didn’t get help soon, they’d both be in trouble. Continue reading
When I first started playing Left 4 Dead, I didn’t know what to expect. I had friends who had played it and described it to me, and I wasn’t sure I’d like it after that. I was used to Rainbow 6 3: Black Arrow, where it’s just teams of people going around killing each other. How much fun could there possibly be in only 4 people killing computerized zombies? It turns out that it’s a lot.
I was bored the other day and came up with that logo for Captain Procrastination. What do you think? Good? Bad? You don’t give a shit?
Our hero looked around for a place to hide, but there was no place. The floor of the warehouse was completely empty except for the 20 Multi-Taskers walking around. With nothing else to do, Captain Procrastination walked openly out onto the floor, hoping that the Multi-Taskers would think he was just another one of them. His plan seemed to be working. None of them paid him the slightest bit of attention.