Mother Nature is at it again here in New England. Though She can be a dependable source of sunshine and sustenance in many parts of the world, She tends to be fickle in my neck of the woods. One moment she is warm, hospitable; the next She is cold and treacherous–out to get you if you even try to go out. It’s all part of the plan, really. She likes to keep us on our toes, never allowing anyone to be too comfortable with how things are, and I like that about Mother Nature, honestly. I welcome this aura of irregularity because inconsistent states (be they nature-based or otherwise) can be conducive to creativity and productivity: you have to deal with all the contending elements, make the best of what’s at your disposal, and hopefully something interesting comes out of it. And when this great, big storm finally hits the ground and piles up all the snow and logistical problems that come with it, we can plow and pack and shape that snow into salutatory snowmen, serene snow angels, and epic snow forts. We can sled and ski our way to freedom in a winter wonderland. And if you choose to stay inside, you can finally do all those things that you’ve been meaning to accomplish (read that book everyone’s talking about, watch a classic movie, do some writing, etc.). Once the snow is given by good ol’ Mother Nature, it’s ours for the taking. So go ahead and make good on this, just like these fine examples of snowman fecundity.
An orc. Yeah, you know. Like infinity years of war, forged from Satan’s jizz rags, nineteen feet tall, born to kill. Obviously bested by Jack Black in a furry outfit.
Star Wars: The Old Republic cost $33 zillion dollars to make. It didn’t make that back. Now it is going free-to-play up until level 50, and Blizzard is once again sucking the marrow out of the bones of a fallen competition.
Although the numbers say otherwise! Millions are still rompin’ around Azeroth, even if their numbers have dwindled. Blizzard will pre-empt the busier holiday season with a September release of Mists of Pandaria (the previous two expansions both launched later, in November and December).
The highlights of today’s news include a digital deluxe edition for the game (as opposed to just the big bulky retail deluxe box, that and I and fifty thousand other nerds will still be buying), and the usual promo tie-ins with other Blizzard properties, Diablo III and Starcraft 2.
Thanks to Spaceship OL, I’ve been playing the beta of Pandaria (never going to accept that tragic name), and I’ve been pleasantly surprised by the all-round quality-of-life improvements to the UI and the game in general, as well as how the game engine and art design have held up and kept the game looking fresh after nearly eight years.
Diablo III ain’t World of Warcraft. Da-doi! We all know that. Ain’t even the same genre of game. However, what made WoW so fucking addictive was that in addition to the gear whore mad dashing, there was a continual flow of new content. D3 ain’t got that, and even the developers know that’s a problem.
Man, fuck Error 37! It’s dog crap. Hogwash. I wish someone would totally do something about it. Like what? I don’t know, maybe raid Blizzard’s office or something.
Diablo 3 had a bumpy launch, but it didn’t get me down that much. Even still, it’s nice to see that the Blizzard Fools are on their grind, trying to improve the Lord of Darkness.
There was a point when I wondered if Diablo 3 would be a success like its predecessor was, and it is announcements like this that make me feel silly for thinking so.
Internet-famous nerd rager Francis is pretty awesome, once you realize its an act. I sort of like it more that way, since sometimes it does seem contrived (forgiven because its a performance) and its more than anything a display of our cumulative Nerd ID. This time Francis takes to the Diablo 3 outages with his typical panache. I’m actually typing this bullshit in the dead of night…because I can’t fucking login.
It’s as if a million nerds cried out in terror, and were suddenly silenced.
#Error37 hit top global trending status around 3:40 am.
Someone created this site around 3:50 am.
No one online seems to actually be playing the game an hour after launch, at 4:00 am.
Yup. Diablo III’s out. I’ll see you all in my Error 37 t-shirt at Comic Con this summer.