A Trip to Paris, Day 1

The French, I’ve decided, have an entirely undeserved bad rap. Perhaps I’ve arrived at this conclusion because I can speak French. Perhaps it has something to do with the fact that, by heritage, I’m partly French and am thus unconsciously more inclined to forgive them. Perhaps it has something to do with the fact that…

The Chinese Killed My Mage!

A couple of you have been asking me for a proper review of Red Dead Redemption, but the truth is I was too busy playing it until two nights ago to be bothered with it. That, and my day job has been keeping me really busy. I finally beat it (yes, even to the real…