Spokane has many faults, chief among them that it is the source of all human woe - a cleft in the wounded crust of the world that grants Satan and his twisted lieutenants easy access. But one thing you do learn there, other than the ability to create a tourniquet from your own intestines, is now to drive properly in the snow. We're snowed in here in Seattle, and not because you couldn't get around out there, but because driving in the snow with Seattle natives is like NASCAR in slow motion. It's not worth exposing yourself to those people, so you stay home. Even the sidewalks aren't safe. But that doesn't mean you can't go outside.

I've been lax in mentioning this one, and I've done you a disservice.  Built atop a tile-sliding, almost ultracasual matching game is an array of strategic assaults with very strong art and truly jubilant multiplayer.  You may find yourself delighted by the trailer.  It's from Pieces Interactive, it's Windows only, and there's a demo you should check out here.  

We go back to Spokane every other year for Christmas, and each time the town has sunk deeper into its abscess. The Earth's ribs jut there, greased along the edge with black oils that give dark dreams. In the damned orchards where the rank hatefruits droop, farmers fight its very soil - tilling up more stones than earth. There are always more. My heart is like this: stones, and stones, and more stones underneath.

When we arrived at the office this morning, we decided that we no longer had any affection for the comic we had written on Friday. We made a new one instead, pulled from the VGAs. The original strip did give us another idea though - something we can extend in a delicious way, stretching it out not unlike a Caramello. Over the Christmas Holiday, we'll investigate it in greater detail.

The Beta for Playstation home is now available to everyone, and now you know what I know: this is what happens when your marketing department tries to make a game. Here is everything you need to understand about Home, if you should accidentally launch it from your XMB: press and hold the Playstation button in the center of your Dual-Shock or Sixaxis controller. From the menu that appears, select Quit.

The auction last night was a huge success. We ended up raising just over $200k. Not too shabby for one night. I'm happy to say I did end up taking home the Warcraft statue, although I did end up spending slightly more than eleven dollars. 

One of the weirder things about acting as a charitable hub is that people are always giving you amazingly awesome things that you can't keep. I put up a few shots late last week, and I'm here to tell you that they represent only a thin slice, thin, perhaps even monomolecular.  Treasure is heaped so high here that navigating it has become treacherous. When I want to get to the kitchen, I tell people where I'm going so that a rescue might be forthcoming.

We occasionally "interpret" reality, and so today's strip might appear fanciful, but I assure you that this is actually the sort of bullshit my countrymen get up to.

I AM TRYING TO RUN A CHARITY HERE!

Don't forget to send me your Dickerdoodle pictures. I'll pick a winner on Monday, so the contest won't be going much longer. I've already received some pretty creative entries, I can tell it's gonna be hard to pick a winner. I'm not sure what the prize will be yet but I'm sure it will be exciting. Um....erection.

Here are just a few of the auction items being made available at the Dinner:

The core idea of Prince of Persia is that you will traverse various obstacles in each region, leaping and so forth, until you reach and (subsequently cleanse) that area's "fertile ground." It's a term with incredible euphemistic opportunities, but since it's a phrase that denotes game function, the characters have to say it all the time. They also pronounce it fur-tile, instead of ferdl, which is customary where I live - and I think it's an alien pronunciation for the voice actors too, because every time it comes out of their mouths it is vaguely halting, like they're chewing a mouse. In any case, resist the urge to formulate a Fertile Ground drinking game (Exhibit A).

In my previous life, before I was a professional .jpeg handler, I helped people with their computers. Maybe I should have put the word helped in parenthesis.

I got the link from Dubious Quality, who got it from somewhere else. Doesn't matter.