Airwolf has a game. Lost, too. 24, CSI, Buffy the Vampire Slayer, they’ve all got games. But what about–
Archive for the ‘Symposium Ad Nauseum’ Category
Pictosium ad Nauseum: Stop! Hammer Time!
Monday, February 1st, 2010
Pictosium ad Nauseum: Superbowl Special!
Monday, January 25th, 2010
Now that the Colts and the Saints are set to pound each other into submission in a couple of weeks, we pose this question to you: which two squads of video game characters pitted against each other in a battle royale would generate the most colorful results?
Pictosium ad Nauseum: Over My Dead Body Is My Daughter Marrying That Guy
Tuesday, January 19th, 2010
Pictosium ad Nauseum: The Ideal Prom Date
Tuesday, January 12th, 2010
Here’s your chance to wow all those Alpha males and the cheerleaders who shot you down. The limo rolls up, the gymanisum door opens and the assembled crowd gasps as they see you, a shocking image of uber-confidence with the following draped on your shoulder:
Symposium ad Nauseum: Babies!
Tuesday, January 5th, 2010
The new year is upon us and as 2009 withers away and dies like the geriatric old man that our clip art catalogs dictate, let us welcome in 2010 with a nod to babies, that universal symbol of newness and poop!
A Very Merry Pictosium ad Nauseum
Wednesday, December 23rd, 2009
We’re all strung out on mall-to-mall-combat and deal-grubbing, so let’s keep this Yuletide edition of PaD short and sweet:
You run down on Christmas Day, tear open your stocking and find something far worse than a chunk of coal…
Pictosium ad Nauseum: Where are the Genitals?
Tuesday, December 15th, 2009
You know where some characters stand as far as gender. But let’s be honest: there are more than a few virtual creations that are complete mysteries and not because they’re some androgynous Final Fantasy character. There just ain’t nothing there to work with.
Which of course brings up the question: how do these hapless folks reproduce? And if you happen to pilot one of them off a cliff or something is that is for the species?