One day I was playing Silent Hill: Homecoming. I'm still a sucker for the Silent Hill brand of scares. I believe that by playing this game for a matter of hours with Chris, that we opened a portal to Hell. The effects of said interdimensional line-blurring were myriad and horrid. For one, my computer, affectionately known as the Frogger 2600, officially bit the dust, quite mysteriously. After a time rift in which a walk to a coffeeshop two blocks away took four hours, I returned home to find my computer unable to boot up. Closer inspection revealed a sticky stain on the keyboard. This stain smelled like beer, but was almost certainly demon's blood. Shortly after this discovery, my apartment building was crawling with cops and firemen, as one of my upstairs neighbors lost his mind and decided to burn the place down. Seriously. A bunch of other stuff happened, most of it not worth mentioning here, but let me summarize with this: Silent Hill games, even derivative editions on 360, are capable of day-ruining universe rifts. Now, I am not promising that Konami's horror-fest will cause your computer to mysteriously break or your neighbors to lose their mind, but if you look at my Saturday a couple weeks ago, a precedent has been set. Be wary. Also, I now have an excuse for never posting, so eff off, World Breaker.UPDATE: 2/3/09 - Said computer has mysteriously resurrected itself. But it wasn't pretty. There was some serious Lovecraftian shit involved. And more cops. Either way, the Frogger 2600 is back. But the sentiment remains. Eff off, World Breaker.
