Matthew Rossi

I could watch the opening cinematic of The Outer Worlds 2 every single day.

So, how about those BlizzCon tickets going on sale?

Sometimes I get smug because I don’t have a ton of unplayed games on Steam, because I can be thoughtlessly hypocritical. So now I’m suffering for my thoughtlessness, as GOG had a big sale on games which meant that I could pick up Neverwinter Nights and a ton of DLC for it for under $10 Canadian.

Did I need to buy it? No. I’m not even playing it — The Outer Worlds 2 is out on Game Pass, and I have to justify that $30 price tag. But getting the entire Enhanced Edition for ten bucks? Even though I’ve got like 37 games I don’t play and in fact don’t even have installed, it felt impossible to pass it up.

Yeah, I know. I’m a sucker.

Just some games that released or are releasing this month:

• Ghost of Yotei
• Pokemon Legends: Z-A
• Ninja Gaiden 4
• PowerWash Simulator 2
• Vampire the Masquerade Bloodlines 2
• Dispatch
• The Outer Worlds 2

Not all of these games are my style, but at least four of them are. I am currently trying to figure out a way to sell my blood or organs so I can afford them. I doubt I’ll find any, so I’m sad. But I probably should hold on to my organs, I suppose.

I have spent a lot of time building houses, settlements, spaceships and other home bases in various games, and so far, everything I’m hearing about player housing has me terrified of what World of Warcraft is going to look like for me going forward.

I can foresee a lot of killing people for specific pieces of furniture.

I mean, it’s the day after the podcast, why wouldn’t they drop a ton of news about the upcoming expansion?

Unrelated but naming your kid Arator is like the WoW version of naming a kid Artur. Just put in the H, you’re not helping.

I don’t know about you guys, but I would play the heck out of a game where you’re an actual wolverine, doing wolverine things like hunting in the snow, killing polar bears with pure stubbornness, and raising their absolutely adorable kiddos in peace.

Frankly, I enjoyed Wolverine better when Laura Kinney was wearing the costume and had an actual pet wolverine.

I vaguely remember what it felt like, but I haven’t experienced it in literal years at this point.

It’s the Queue. I’m so so tired.

Yes, I’m listening to Sepultura today.

I’m not saying that telling someone to hug a hippo is attempted murder. But I am saying that it’s a very, very bad idea to actually follow that advice. I know you’ve all heard about how cute house hippos are, but they don’t actually exist and real hippos are considered one of the most dangerous animals in the world.

I’m honestly not surprised, considering that they can weigh up to four and a half to five tons and have tusks the size of railroad spikes. To put this in context, a hippo could body an Allosaurus, because it weighs almost twice as much as the biggest estimated sized Allosaurus specimen we have to date.

Please do not hug a hippo. It will kill you if you are lucky.

It’s the Queue. I fell asleep at an inopportune time, because the only thing more inconvenient than my usual insomnia is when it fails and I sleep exactly when I intended to be doing something else.

Let us do things and stuff. Also, everyone hug Lefty and keep Wade in your thoughts. He’s a good boy. Wade, I mean. I’m not presumptuous enough to assume Lefty is a good boy.