I wanna play this: Stubbs the Zombie: Rebel Without a Pulse

There's no shortage of video games that pit a shotgun-toting cop against an undead army. But wouldn't you much rather play as the zombie?

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Running quips from public-address systems and the dying words of your hapless victims ("Now I'll never get into college!") keep the laughs coming at a constant clip.

And you'll need them, because the action is fairly intense. The many policemen and military types that will try to stop Stubbs' rampage through the city all have guns, so Stubbs literally has to dodge bullets to get close enough to attack them and eat their brains.

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When you kill people, they come back to life as zombies and start attacking their former friends. You have some control over what the zombies do -- you can call them over to you or push them to get them walking in a direction -- but they'll mostly just stagger along, attacking humans.

Of course, if they defeat a human, that person will become a zombie as well. Converting enemies into zombies and letting them go into battle ahead of Stubbs is thus an important tactic, especially as the levels become more difficult.

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GS cookies are not evil, they are the yum. I am down to 2 boxes, which should get me to spring.

ita, that thing is way cool.

I was behind a hearse today. A caddy. Model name? Eureka. There is something just odd about that.

Eureka: INTERJECTION: Used to express triumph upon finding or discovering something.

Huh.

CIA leak prosecutor Patrick Fitzgerald to ask grand jurors to indict Lewis "Scooter" Libby, Vice President Cheney's chief of staff.

Rumor has it that Rove will not be indicted today, but that the investigation into his role will continue.

I hope they start turning on each other the way Nixon's people did.

ita, that is seriously cool.

I hope they start turning on each other the way Nixon's people did.

Last night's Daily Show was funny - Jon was saying how Republicans (or was it administration officials?) were eating their young. Then he did that thing where he pretended to be listening to his earpice, and said, "Wait - I'm being told that is not a metaphor.)

Wait - I'm being told that is not a metaphor.

The Bush daughters had better sober up long enough to get their running shoes on, then.

APPLETON, Wis. -- When Emily the cat went missing a month ago, her owners looked for their wandering pet where she had ended up before -- the local animal shelter. This week they learned Emily sailed to France.

Lesley McElhiney now figures her cat went prowling around a paper warehouse near home and ended up in a cargo container that went by ship across the Atlantic Ocean and was trucked to Nancy, a city in northeastern France near the border with Germany.

Bad kitty!

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Timelies,

Ack. My throat hurts this morning. I really hope I'm not coming down with something.

Weekend plans include going to see "Too Much Light Makes the Baby Go Blind" in the city tonight. I have a friend visiting from out of town who's never been and I've never seen one of their Halloween shows, so it seemed like a no-brainer.

Tomorrow night I'm going to a Halloween party/wedding, costumes-required. I've been wracking my brain trying to come up with an idea since I got the invite on Sunday (both halves of the couple thought the other had invited me. Oops.) and am coming up empty. Looking through my closet I realized I'm only a gun and a hat or olive drab jacket away from having a complete Jayne costume, so I'm going to look for the missing pieces tomorrow afternoon and go with that.

I was behind a hearse today. A caddy. Model name? Eureka. There is something just odd about that.

Last night at dinner, my family was discussing cars. My father brought up the Scion. It took me forever to understand, because they all pronounced it incorrectly. Jesus wept.