On FIFA12

I'll make this quick before le clients crucify me. Gameplay in FIFA12 was a lot better than expected but what the hell is up with the referee?

Gave it a good run over the weekend and my record is a shabby 24-15-19. So far, there are a lot less glitches in this new installment. Tactical defending is pure genius. It feels like you're in full control and not much is left to chance. Well, except for maybe the CR7/Zlatan airball factor. That aside, tactics actually work the way they should!

Beware of Cristiano Ronaldo.

But Why?

That's Caesar at three and five months. He's very human now. Sings, cries, wipes his own ass. Pre-school starts again for him on Monday and aren't we glad he spends time mingling with his kind. I hope he doesn't end up like me. I never liked mingling with retards at anywhere. I was miserable. Every, single day.

Trouble

Trouble. It's good for the mind but not for the rest of us. Here's what you do. Isolate it. Out of sight, out of mind, take it away from the rest of us. Plant it in its own soil, damn it. Grow it. On the way, care for it, but just a little. Then let go of it. Throw it away. Hurt it. Yes. Why? Because it's trouble, fool.

Do what more often?

So I'm here raving to the female about my clothes.

I put to wash relatively new clothes in the basket, next thing you know my clothes return hard, stretched, and effing worn beyond repair. This burns me like you can't imagine. She responds: well, maybe, if you would shower more often I wouldn't have to wash them for too long.

Wawawaaaaaaa?

Hey, Where's the Beef?

The last two years of my life have been very social. It wasn't always like this but it was worth discovering what the rest of the world was like outside of mine. I met a lot of great people, those who've had lot to share, those who had the balls to slap me in the face, and how could I forget the Friday night football crew.

Caesar is the wow in my life. Even if you're not the caring type, that instinct will kick in when your three year old responds to your threat with "but I'm your son" and suggests that "[Uncharted] is too hard for you". He's doing pretty well and I wish him the best.

There was also a lot of negatives of my own creation. I regret every one of them but as SAF puts it (paraphrase...) "we must bounce back, because that's what we're about".

But there was one thing I liked about life pre-2010. When you had the time, you could skin a thought down so granular that the truth would stare you in the face. When you had the time.

Among the chaos this new year brings, I bid you more free time, profits, and great food. Cheers!