It's funny, the things you forget you do in this crazy adventure called life. Each day flows by like water, and sometimes chunks of life are just big enough, they get stuck on the sewer grate that is our memory. Other smaller pieces, however, slip through the grate, and are never seen, heard or thought of again.



Of course, there are things that refuse to fade quietly into the dark, unreachable corners of our minds. Case in point, two forgotten pieces of pizza I found in my oven today.



They must have been in there for quite some time, because a substantial patch of mold had grown on top of them.



It was quite a shock to see. Not only because it was disgusting, but because I could not, for the life of me, remember when I had put the pizza into the oven, and then forgotten all about it.



The most likely theory I can come up with is, I decided to have some leftover pizza one night after getting a little schnookered. Ya know... drunk. And in my stupor, I put the pizza in the oven, heated it, turned off the oven, then completely forgot about the food inside it. Who knows though. Some things are just meant to be I guess. Maybe the pieces that succumbed to mold were going to be the food items I would have choked on, and suffocated. That's always a possibility. I've begun to question everything since I got so wrapped up in my favorite TV show, Lost.




I've been watching the entire first season episodes on DVD, for about a week now. I've got four episodes left before Wednesday's big season 2 premiere, which I know it's going to be great!
My good friend, Robot, is also enjoying Lost fever. For days now, we've been chatting up possible theories on what's really happening on the island. Oh well, I guess we won't know until it airs.
So until then, I think I'm going to finish watching the last few episodes from last season. Heck, maybe I'll even heat up some old pizza for a little snack. Turns out, I just found a couple slices in my oven, ready to be eaten!
Mmmm-Mmmm!!

Call it a wicked twist of fate, irony, or just bad timing, but the folks over at 2K Games are about to release a new Real Time Strategy game for the X Box, and PC. It's called, Shattered Union, and its premise is grim.



I didn't know about this game until, while watching the situation deteriorate, ala post-apocalyptic movie style, in the gulf coast from the effects of Hurricane Katrina, I opened my weekly update email from Game Spot. And there it was with its bright colors and dark theme.
It's production value is pretty good, and the idea for the game is, unfortunately, believably real. General discontent with the government, people with ulterior motives, and the weapons to carry them out, and all out chaos. One small nuke in Washington, D.C., and the war is on.



So I think to myself, well, these software developers are just trying to give gamers something new to play. But another part of me feels the company is exploiting an issue that probably hits too close to home for some people.
I don't know. Maybe I'm getting too crabby in my old age. But it's difficult to watch images of the chaotic meltdown in Louisiana, and observe the complete bumblefuck of a government "attempting" to respond to the emergency, while knowing most of the people who would be helping with disaster relief are over in Iraq, and actually think things are going to be... "okay" in the near future.

I don't know. Maybe this game is a good idea. We could call it, a training game, for the days ahead we may have to face.