I got in an argument with an inanimate object this morning. I battled my alarm clock from my immortal soul. There was a time not to many years ago when alarm clocks feared me. I would destroy them for annoying me when I was tired or hungover. Since it can get expensive to replace alarm clocks, I started using my cell phone to wake me up. This morning my brain argued with my phone for a good ten minutes. Each side pleading it’s case expertly, my body got sick of it and forced me to turn on a light. Going to be a lovely day I am thinking.

I woke up to find the crew at Destructoid had reviewed HomeFront. Anyone who spends much time around Wonderpod knows I am excited for this game. Well let me tell you I am still excited for it, but after reading Nick Chester’s review, I am a little nervous. I trust the review crew over there and Nick gave it a five. I have no idea whether that is going to be my feeling until I play it. It just doesn’t make for a great start to my day. According to Amazon and UPS, my copy will be here by lunch. If I agree with the Dtoid review I will let you know tomorrow. Right now I am comforted by the fact that I only paid thirty eight dollars for it. That and I have a earned a 15 dollar credit off my next game purchase for ordering it.

Finally played some Anarchy mode in Bulletstorm with one of the crew last night. Glasenator and I made it a dozen waves with just two of us. I like this version of horde mode much more than I did in Gears 2. In a way if our crew was a bunch of cheap bastards we would just all buy this and skip Gears 3 all together. I could see four of us having a lot of fun and the Bulletstorm points system and weapons add to the fun. As I have said before Bulletstorm could become our go to game for lulll periods because of Anarchy mode.

I have said I wouldn’t talk about politics here. I have many reasons for this stance, but something happened at lunch the other day. I just couldn’t pass the chance to relay this tale to you. I was at lunch with people of various political party affiliations and they started talking about the states budget woes. California is about thirty five to forty billion in the hole. There are a lot of reasons for this all of which don’t matter at this point. The issue now is how to fix the problem. All of the gentlemen I was having lunch with offered solutions. All of them were based on political beliefs and not much on common sense. I sat in silence, bored out of my skull and trying to enjoy my damn sammich. Finally they asked me what I thought. Deflecting the question was probably my best bet. Yet I really wanted to road test what I believed, plus its fun watching people choke on lunch. My feeling is if you want to raise my taxes one percent, then you need to cut spending across the board by five percent. You want something from me, then I want something in return. In case your unfamiliar with the concept, they call it a compromise.

As you can imagine the assembled group just lost it. They all gave me reasons right why this was wrong or stupid. Granted all of the reasons were right out of the Democrat/Republican handbook. Which told me we are completely screwed. The country is going down the toilet and these idiots cling to broken and useless dogma. Oh well it was fun watching the riot and trust me when I say I am strong in my belief of a well constructed compromise. Oh and Governor Brown if your reading, I am dead serious. Touch my taxes, I better see spending cuts. After all I am one of poor people your trying to hard to save.