| 26 May 2011
Overview
December, 1947, Los Angeles. Rain had been trying to scrub the city clean for a week, but sometimes I think Noah’s flood wouldn’t be enough to do this town justice. I was sitting in my darkened office, taking the last drag off a heater down to its filter, too broke to buy a new pack or pay the bill to turn on the lights, but that didn't matter. Not for a private detective sitting across the desk from lovely Lola LaSalle, a dame with all the right curves, and all the wrong reasons for coming to a guy like me. A sweet country girl, Lola, or she had been before the dreams of rising stardom she followed west from Iowa fell under the weight of Hollywood’s millstone. I could see the story in her watery blue eyes, grim as the downpour outside in that baby-doll face, as she told me all about her roommate that had gone missing last night. I’d heard her story a hundred times before… after all, her story, and others like it, are the only reason a gumshoe like me can make it in L.A. Noire…
| 20 May 2011
It's a slump season, fuck all interesting is playing, I'm drinking a beer, and watching anime I missed out on when it first came out.
Yeah, it's time for another round of "Anime to Avoid." Today's fine example of how to fail at life is a piece of whale shit known as Jyu-Oh-Sei, otherwise known as Planet of the Beast King.
Hang on, I need another beer. You should get one too if you're going to slog through this wretched pile of rotting sewage with me.
