Let me tell you something, I ain’t no spring chicken anymore. I spent Saturday evening at Foxwoods casino, and Sunday morning sleeping on a hotel floor for three and a half shitty hours. By the end of the day I was in such an stupendous state of exhaustion I think I was drooling on myself staring at my monitor. While I don’t imagine I ever would have felt one-hundred percent after such an adventure, I can’t help imagine I used to be more resilient after such an evening.

Monday Morning Commute. Every Monday I’m going to detail the various things I’m either currently or will be watching, reading, playing, and listening to in the next seven days. It’s Monday. You’ve got a long week of school, work, or compulsive masturbation to get through. Tell me the arts that you’re indulging in, to stave off suicide.

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My friend Buddy pointed this shit out to me. Fucking ridiculous. I’m sure, like, the cows and shit will really appreciate this. Then again, there’s no need for farming trucks around here in suburbia.

Via Playstation Europe or Some Crap:

PlayStation Czech Republic and Slovakia is paying a tribute to this great franchise which is breaking review scores highs and sales records with an epic God of War III truck. Branded from both sides, it projects a 3D image of Kratos literally jumping out of the truck and into the traffic.

Most righteous.