THE GANG OMEGA’S PICKS OF THE F**KING YEAR: Caffeine Powered

(It’s been a fruitful fucking year for us here at OL. There’s been ups and downs, but one of the most fistfully-forceful awesome happenings was a swelling of the contributors. We decided what a better way to celebrate this than to get all of us to spout off our favorite things of the year.)
THE GANG OMEGA’S PICKS OF THE F**KING YEAR: The Faux Bot
(It’s been a fruitful fucking year for us here at OL. There’s been ups and downs, but one of the most fistfully-forceful awesome happenings was a swelling of the contributors. We decided what a better way to celebrate this than to get all of us to spout off our favorite things of the year.)
THE GANG OMEGA’S PICKS OF THE F**KING YEAR: Budrickton
Press Start!: The Year Spectacle Gaming Died For Me
It’s the end of the year. News is slow. Leisure has temporarily supplanted effort for a majority of people within the comfy confines of the Western world. By the time the gift certificates have been burned and the clothes returned and the sales capitalized upon, we realized it’s no longer Christmas but it is almost assuredly New Year’s Eve. So since everything is but a trickle out of the Echo Chamber’s anus for the past week, I figured it’d be worth mentioning the most notable thing that happened upon my writhing gaming ass in 2011. This was the year spectacle gaming died for me.
THE GANG OMEGA’S PICKS OF THE F**KING YEAR: Rendar Frankenstein.

(It’s been a fruitful fucking year for us here at OL. There’s been ups and downs, but one of the most fistfully-forceful awesome happenings was a swelling of the contributors. We decided what a better way to celebrate this than to get all of us to spout off our favorite things of the year.)
Friday Brew Review: Winter Welcome Ale
As we finish another orbit around the sun, it’s natural to peek over our shoulders and assess the voyage thus far. What’ve we done that we’re proud of? What improvements do we need to make? How closely do our realities resemble our dreams?
All questions worth asking, no doubt.
But if you’re daring, and I mean truly willing to look down the barrel of embarrassment, you’ll take this end-of-the-year opportunity to ask some better questions. Y’know, inquiries into love and hate and sex and death and everything else that makes life both horrifying and beautiful. Ask yourself just one of these types of questions, answer it honestly, and then revel in the ensuing revelations.
So what’s my question? Well, here it is: When did I fall in love with beer?
When I first started drinking, my libations of choice pretty much included anything other than beer. Hard liquor. Zima. Complicated cocktails. All of `em went down the hatch, tasted great, and made me feel good. But for some reason, I just couldn’t understand the appeal of beer. I’d drink it if it were around (show me a picky college student and I’ll show you a coddled miscreant), but it was never my go-to. I was a fool.
But I wouldn’t be foolish forever.
Marvel’s Lawyers Insist Mutant’s Aren’t Human. Duh!, Homosuperior.
Never doubt the intrepitude of lawyers. Apparently there’s some sort of financial high-five that can be acquired through action figures if they’re of non-humans. Thus, they’re arguing that mutants aren’t human, promoting Charles Xavier to telepathically wank them with flog-objects.
Bryan Hitch Leaves Marvel After A Decade. It’s Cool, It’s Cool.
I hadn’t realized this, but Bryan Hitch has been at Marvel for a solid decade. Now the pencil-smith is leaving, and I’m cool with it. Why? ‘Cause wherever he goes I’ll be following.
Views From The Space-Ship: A Big Fat Holiday Dump
Views From The Space-Ship, aka Desktop Tuesdays, aka Desktop Thursdays is a (theoretically) weekly column where I show you my worlds. Share your own in the comments section!
Check Out The Out-Of-Print ‘Blade Runner’ Sketchbook by Syd Mead and Ridley Scott.
Holy fucking Replicant loins engorged, Deckard! The Blade Runner sketch book has been foisted online by good souls and lovely human beings and my friend for Fans of the Runner it is the glory.
Hit the jump to check it out. For free. What a world.











