![]() ![]() | V.19 No.35 | September 2 - 8, 2010 ![]() Webgame Wednesday: Ricochet Kills 2![]() We live in tough economic times. Going on a murder spree is difficult these days, what with the price of bullets and all. Ricochet Kills 2 asks you to kill as many people as you can with as few bullets as possible. Work those angles, baby! How many games let you work out your violent aggression and teach basic geometry at the same time? View/Add Comments [ 2 ] The Daily Word 09.01.10: Operation Iraqi Freedom Is Over, Stabbed Over A Crying Baby, A Visit To The Mystery Stone![]() President Obama declares Operation Iraqi Freedom over in a Oval Office address last night. Nobody seemed to like it. The fed says NM paid $100 million in unemployment benefits to people who didn't qualify. Albuquerque bus rider stabbed over a crying baby. Hurricane Earl to soak the east coast this weekend. Eleven year-old girl dies from an asthma attack after jackass cop blocks the family's way to the hospital. One of Mexico's most brutal drug lords know as The Barbie has been captured. A woman in California was tortured for four days over a Facebook post. What happens when you lend homeless people your credit card? Some of the states suing to stop President Obama's new health care law are also accepting its subsidies. Fancy math shows when to book for the cheapest flights. A woman in Vancouver was attacked with acid. Don't get on Google's shit list. No state fair for Michigan this year. See some good design from Tokyo's Good Design Expo here. Have you visited the Mystery Stone in Los Lunas? New York's water is full of tiny shrimp. A new dinosaur nicknamed the stocky dragon is discovered in Transylvania. This writer thinks cephalopods possess consciousness. Denny's is selling a fried cheese grilled cheese sandwich. I hate The Jersey Shore and Family Circus, but I love Jersey Circus. My laptop collection weighs a tonIdiot buys new computer.![]() John Bear bearwithme.co My laptops collection, the logical replacement to my typewriter collection I bought a new computer on Monday. It took me all day to find one, and part of Sunday. It was an important purchase. I’ve been working out of the house lately and my two laptop computers, ages five and eight, just weren’t doing the job anymore. An abacus is more technologically advanced. Always a man of intense passion, I found myself screaming at the elderly laptops when they would freeze, crash, inexplicably shut off. This is one of my many shortcomings: I scream at inanimate objects when they don’ t do what I want them to do. My father is a machine screamer too. It’s irrational, immature and, now that some people have moved in downstairs, quite embarrassing. I searched high and low for a cure for my malady stricken machines: antivirus programs, registry cleaners, etc. I’m sure there are some tech nerds out their rolling their eyes at this, thinking, “What a Jackass. All he needed to do was….” Technology isn’t really my strong suit. One day, after seeing my hateful face reflected in the spittle that had collected on the screen of one of the damnable machines I thought, “There has to be a better way.” The cat sat on the couch through all of this, directing a steady gaze at me that said, “You’re such an Asshole.” And now this asshole has a brand new $400 computer. I know that seems cheap, but when your net worth is $1200, it’s a sizable investment. Now what do I do with the now retired laptops? They are full of music but I’m afraid of transferring it to the new computer, lest it be infected with the malignant funk that befell the old machines. I could borrow a friend’s gun (I own no guns for obvious reasons) and blast the things into dust, but that wouldn’t be green. They cannot be sold, as the even the crack fiends who broke into my house two months ago didn’t take them, crack fiends being necessarily tech-savvy. (Electronics provide a large amount of their income.) I was thinking of sending them off to the third world for some underprivileged kids, but why make their lives worse. More than likely, the computers will sit in my house forever, as I am a borderline hoarder. Eventually they will be joined by the sparkly new machine on which I write this. View/Add Comments [ 3 ] Burger TalkSmooth burgers be damned![]() My Lumpy—a Wimpy—with Chunky fries. I don’t like big, thick, ground beef patties. Besides being fattening (though— when it comes down to burger-eatin’— do I care?), when undercooked they can poison you. Since turning my back on vegetarianism in 2008, I’ve been in search of a waif-like hamburger patty, cooked through and through, encased with garnishes of garden salad proportions and housed in high class buns. I’m happy to report that Lumpy’s Burgers’ (5420 Central SW at Old Coors) 1/4 Wimpy fits the bill. Lumpy eaters attain food by filling out orders on paper bags, picking sauces, vegetables, pickles, peppers, burger type and fry type. They then choose a potato—sweet or Idaho—that will be turned into fries. After paying and waiting in the restaurant’s low key parking lot eating area, your order is returned in the bag. Upon opening the burger a divine light shines all around the sandwich. That’s just aluminum foil. Not just memory-lane metal: Slayer, Megadeth and TestamentPhotos by Ken Cornell Three stellar heavy metal bands hailing from the late ’80s and ’90s proved they are three stellar heavy metal bands in 2010. Thursday, Aug. 26, at Tingley Coliseum proved to be a night of more than just memory-lane metal in the best possible way. Testament took the stage with full force, delivering an awesome—albeit too short for this viewer’s tastes—set of straightforward, no-frills metal. Fans were right there chanting lyrics and appeasing Chuck Billy’s requests to divide and conquer during a game of “mosh more than that side.” Much to security’s dismay, the crowd was quite ambitious—yet good to one another. These boys deserve a spotlight on an upcoming tour for sure. Megadeth was in awesome form, and that’s kudos coming from a lukewarm fan of their recorded material. Deciding to drop their volume a bit was a golden choice, as all lyrics were distinguishable and poignant, their message courtesy of Dave Mustaine. The band played a host of old and new material, including such crowd favorites as "Peace Sells ... But Who's Buying" and the radio hit "Symphony of Destruction." Many wardrobe and guitar changes later, and the audience seemed won over by these mega metal men. That is until Slayer took center stage. There was no mistaking this was what this crowd came hungry for. The complete brutality of Slayer’s metal onslaught with it's punk overtones rattled this rodeo-and-cow arena to its very foundation. Tingley Coliseum still has the ability to host top-notch, big-name shows as much as the The Pavilion. A wealth of songs came from albums Seasons in the Abyss and Reign in Blood. Guitarist Kerry King and company delivered one explosive, guitar-screaming song after another. Working the crowd into a frenzy was the name of the game, and played well it was. By the time "Angel of Death" rang out, Albuquerque was all ears and pit-loving leg stomps. This night was owned by Slayer, and members gave it their all right up until the house lights came up. All three bands were a welcome reminder that in this age of downloads, backing tracks and glittery over-production, kick ass bands still keep kids and elders alike coming back for more. V.19 No.35 | September 2 - 8, 2010
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