The poster of several sarcastic remarks has finally been tracked down. It was, as originally postulated, a smarmy relative of the author named Alex Hufford. Instead of beating him to death with salami nun-chucks, Chris Lewis has decided to let Alex work off his sins in Hell (or on the pages of Dangerous Gaming, you know, whatever works).
Be warned dear readers, Alex will probably bring with him a brand of sarcasm so complex as to be completely meaningless. If anyone has a problem with his sometimes immensely dense wit, well, there's always the comment box under his articles. Also, be aware - if people indicate that they like his writing better than mine, he's so totally fired it's not even funny.
We'll probably hear from Alex in the next week or so, so keep your eyes peeled (how's that for a disgusting turn of phrase? I've always thought so at least). He'll be covering recent developments in gaming, and laying the smack down on some of your favorite hits like Halo 3. Actually, he'll probably bring some balance to the Dangerous Gaming force, considering the gushing reviews I've been writing of late (lay off me, I only pay for games that I like). In any event, it should be a lot of fun.
Here's a brief little bio about Alex: He's into revolutions, he likes strikers (I'm not talking about the Mario game, although he likes that too), and his dad writes a blog on racquet sports which I find most excellent.
In other news, I've just cracked into the first couple of hours of Crisis Core, so look for a first impressions article tomorrow.
Believe it or not, that's a pretty accurate representation of what this Hufford kid looks like.
Thursday, April 3, 2008
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