I’m not a big fan of local bands, let alone a fan of going to their concerts. But on Saturday night I was dragged by a bunch of people I work with to Cubby Bear to see this local Chicago ’80s band called Sixteen Candles Band. Obviously, they’re named after the ’80s movie Sixteen Candles.

I must admit it was fun. I wasn’t really so fond of the band, I mean, they played some nice ’80s songs but I could’ve just listened to those on my iPod in the car. It’s the people I was with that made it so damn fun. I pretty much got raped on the dance floor by two of the girls I work with. After closing time we hit up a dive bar up the street and closed that down as well.

Then we went back to one of the girls’ house and stayed up till about 6am just having fun talking. I swear I haven’t had this much fun just talking and fucking around in so long. It got funnier and funnier as time went on because the more tired we got the goofier we became. Plus the 24 pack of Miller Lite that was sitting on one person’s trunk for god knows how many months might have contributed to the goofiness. To conclude, I got home at 6:30am, was back at work at 1:00pm and tomorrow I start my final quarter of college. Damn, the highlight of my Spring Break was an ’80s band concert…

Gibson guitars is suing Wal-Mart and every other company affiliated with the production and sale of Guitar Hero 3. In the meantime, Fender is talking about designing a Guitar Hero 4 Stratocaster. It seems like anything with the Gibson name is prone to making stupid decisions, whether it be suing companies for creating a guitar to going on a tirade of drunken Antisemitism.

Today concludes my final exams and marks the beginning of my Spring Break.

I’m reviving this blog. It’s not going to be entirely focused on gaming, but gaming will play some role in it (especially when I have the need to bitch about trying to loot an item with a 1.4% drop rate and 78 kills later I still have not looted it…). This will be more general, personal, and meaningless. There will be rants. There will be useless posts. There will be tidbits from my life. It was a bit ironic that for the last 6 months or so “It’s Dead, Jim” accurately represented the status of this site. Well, I’m pulling a Jesus. It’s Dead, Jim has now been resurrected. Yay. Stay tuned.

…rich fanboys. Why spend $4000 on a Crystal-iced Wii when you can get a first class blow job from Ashley Alexandra Dupré? Eliot Spitzer did it…