P.M. programs from the Lord of the Underdesk

As i rounded the last turn is San Fransisco i was sure it wasn't wheel weights flying off the front tires of my mustang. The slight shimmer of the front end confirmed that indeed I had suffered more than my share of knocks on this circuit (maybe 500 or so), but i was sure Delbert had not forgotten to tighten the lug nuts. As i crossed the finish line, my gas pedal seemed to lodge, confirming my worst fears. Delbert had failed to clean out all the beer bottles and caps. At the very least I can rest in the comfort that the backwash did not end up in the oil pan. That wall ahead has my numbers all over it................Sounded like This!

ode to NVIDIA JUNKIES

Alas fellow addicts the darkness has spread from the base of the brain stem to the cranial cortex and the eyes continue to search for the most advantagos approach to the next treacherous hairpin turn even as I fight the sandman who dares to interupt my hellbent determination to destroy the car that bumped me at the last corner. How inhuman to be forced to pause the game
(er---OBSESSION) to go to work(fighting the overwhelming urge to drift every turn) in order to support the habit. Yes, I too am torn between buying food and toiletries (and medication that I so badly need) or the next badass NVIDIA graphics card that may allow me to see the fear in the eyes of the other drivers on the track as my car grows ever larger in their rearveiw mirror.
Fenders gone, a spiderweb of cracks on the windsheild,drivers door missing (a sure sign of A lunatic driver who long ago forgot that A brake pedal resides in close proximity to the accellerator) and A rainbow of colors on whats left of the car's body that started the race with only two. I read somewhere that peanut butter contains all the nutrients nesessary to sustain life support and that newspaper and old magazine pages rubbed vigorously between the palms(allthough A bit rough on hemmaroids caused by long hours of sitting in an overused chair) will suffice as A substitute for charmin and asprin, taken in massive doses may mimic the affects of
ZANEX. If anyone else has similar cost saving remedies please feel free to share. I must go race now---Gridjunkie

Games, Geeks, and Gridjunkies

Once agian we venture into the realm of the dark facing the luminescence of the screens before us. Oh holy lord of the underdesk. What loathsome task has thou placed at my feet? What retched stench does thou expect me to en dour? What gruesome obstacle lay before me? Ah atlast a gleaming of the light, the sway of the refrigerator door, the taste of a cool beverage....Yes it's grid on!!!!