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What a week huh?

Ed McMahon, Farrah Fawcett, Michael Jackson and Billy Mays.

They say these things usually happen in three's. So death obviously put in a little OT this week.

Let me just come right out and say I wasn't a huge fan of any of these folks. I liked them, I was fond of them, they did impact my life with thier work, but I'm not weeping in the streets like some folks.

And it certainly isn't this bad.

But nowhere is the idea that life can be precious better exemplified than in the death of a celebrity. We humans love our celebrities. They season our lives the way salt and sugar season our food. We live vicariously through them and thrill as we watch them do all the things that we wish we could do.

We also love to watch them fall. It is the great human drama to watch someone fall from celebrated heights only to try and claw thier way back to the top. And if they do reach the top again; as so few do, we love to watch them fall all over again.

When I say "we" Though I'm speaking about society in general. There are of course, cranky suckers like me who don't really care all that much what celebrities do. I realized a long time ago that celebrities are just human beings with the same flaws and foibles and holding them up to some imaginary yardstick, calling them a hero or a role model, or pinning your hopes on them to give your life meaning will only set them up for failure.

And I say that life can be precious because it isn't always. In fact it usually isn't. Life is fairly cheap. It loses its value the further away you get from someone in familiarity. That's why politicians have little trouble ordering the carpet bombing of foreign nations. That's why when a leader of another nation that we don't know personally but maybe admired for his political stance or something gets whacked we are solemn and send our feelings of sympathy to his/her family or country. That's why when there is a school shooting we worry that it might happen at our kid's school but mostly we are relieved that it didn't. That's why when a neighbor's kid falls down well you are out there digging like a madman until your arms fall off your body. And that's why when we lose someone we love there are no words, no gifts, no kind gestures that can make it better.

Life is as precious or as cheap as our familiarity with the person in question. And that's why celebrities are such a novelty. They affect our lives in a way few complete strangers do. Through entertainment they bring to us some of the most enjoyable past times of our lives.

Ed McMahon will always be the guy on the couch next to Carson who was never all that funny to me. As much as I admired Carson, that's how much indifference I felt about McMahon. But can anyone say for sure that Carson would have still been Carson if someone funnier was sitting next to him? Maybe a dull straight man was just what he needed. Either way, Ed McMahon was known to me, I was familiar with him, he touched my life and entertained me and for that I am grateful.

Farrah Fawcett always struck me as kind of a fool. She and Suzanne Sommers both left highly rated shows because they thought so much of themselves they were certain they could do more and better than the people around them. Although she was beautiful and given the opportunity I totally would have nailed her fall came early and she never really recovered. We also have her to thank for pretty much every awful woman in danger movie on the Lifetime network and perhaps the very existence of the Lifetime network itself. I would bear a grudge but; I have no problem changing the channel. Her hair was everywhere when I was a kid and that one season she was on Charlie's Angels was pretty good. I even clearly remember seeing the ubiquitous poster of hers when I was a kid. I was familiar with Farrah. We had a few good times together when I was younger. I liked her. She went too young and in a bad way. She will be missed.

Michael Jackson. What can you say about someone who is dubbed "the king" of anything? When MJ released a single it wasn't something you picked up on the radio and though was catchy it was a freaking event! It went live all over the world. Networks cancelled programming and his hard core fans completely lost their shit. He was the father of the music video. Weird Al Yankovic pretty much owes his career to the guy. And when he threw it down, either musically or with the dancing, no one was his equal. I still remember grooving around the skating rink when I was a teen to "Rock With You." Moving around the hardwood floor like a shark I was a hormone filled shark seeking teenage girl prey. It is one of my fondest memories from a tough adolescence (which some might argue at 38 still isn't quite over). Thriller was one of the best albums ever released by anyone and the music video single handedly made MTV. He was the man.

He was also a freak. He lost himself in the persona he presented to the public. He let it consume who he was and ultimately it destroyed him. He is also responsible for making the music world a place where the Britney's and Justin's could spawn and thrive and for that he bears my enmity. Making it ok to lip sync a song because you were dancing too? Not playing an instrument or writing your own lyrics because the label is taking care of that for you and all you have to do is get up on stage and shake your ass? It turned music into a process of manufacturing and concerts into "shows." And although I know MJ could play the music and write the words and shake his ass (he was always better than any of them that have come since) it was not cool showing the labels that. Not cool man.

MJ  was a troubled man and father and a bit of a social outcast with poor business skills. But so what? What wasn't the MJ I knew and enjoyed. The MJ I remember was black. He sang and danced and I really dug his music. How he lived his life has no effect on how I enjoyed his work. And I did enjoy his work. So thanks MJ. God bless.

What can I say about Billy Mays? The guy sold junk. He sold it well. He had a voice and charisma that could sell ice to Eskimos as the saying goes. People I knew to be sane and intelligent would be caught red handed, nearly in a trance, dialing his number to buy whatever crap he was hocking this week. He had a skill and he used it. That's using the talents God gave you. Whether or not he should have been hocking Oxyclean or extolling the virtues of loving thy neighbor is something he'll have to take up with the man in charge. All I know is that he was just about the best at what he did and in this life that's saying something. Now I think I've made my feelings on advertising and marketing clear in the past. I don't care for it. But I do recognize the value of an informed decision. And while I never bought one of his products (to my knowledge, I mean, they are everywhere right?), I do recognize that he served the capitalist system in this country to the betterment of the businesses he was contracted to work for. That's an honest days work for an honest days pay. There is nobility in that. Good job man.

My sympathies to their families. I hope you take some comfort in later years as your mourning changes to fond remembrances, that these people were all bright stars that affected the lives of billions. Their presence was felt with a weight and an impact that few in this life can muster. They made a difference; for better or worse, and they will be remembered. 


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The first time I heard Guster they were opening up for Barenaked Ladies at the Fleet Center in Boston. Ed Roberts came out and did a song with them and later, during BNL's set, the three guys from Guster came out in orange prison jumpsuits with the ass cheeks cut out. They each had a letter written on a cheek: B, N, L. I know you had to be there but it was pretty frickin' hilarious. I've been a fan ever since. One of the things that blew me away about the band was their unique percussion sound. Their drummer, Brian Rosenworcel plays a drum kit where the tom's have been replaced with conga's and he plays the entire kit (yes even the cymbals) with his hands. Ouch is right. He's had pictures of his hands, cracked and bleeding after a set on their site. But the results are undeniable. When I met the band after a show at Fairfield University the first thing I did was ask the Thundergod how his hands were. Joe Pisapia (a multi-instrumentalist) joined the band around 2003 and became the fourth member of Guster. "Ganging Up on the Sun" is their fifth studio album among a flurry of live albums and bootlegs (the band has a very liberal taping policy) and it really shows their maturity and Pisapia's influence in broadening the spectrum of sounds available to them. The first time I heard "One Man Wrecking Machine" I told the band after the show that I thought it was one of the best songs I've ever heard. I still feel that way. The album as a whole is exceptional and that was reflected in the fact that it was their highest charting album. But it really is the music that makes it and the folkie, flirty, rocky rhythms of Guster are just excellent. There simply isn't a bad song on the album. If you've never heard of the band then this is a good place to start, you'll find yourself collecting their other albums very quickly.

I've been a fan of Tracy Bonham's for years. I was aware of the song "Mother, Mother" off of her 1996 album "The Burdens of Being Upright" but I really became aware of her music when I attended a Ben Folds Five concert (one of their last before Ben went his own way) and she opened for him. She came out in tight leather pants and started rocking the place with a neon green electric violin and I was hooked. Several years later when I got to meet and speak with her after a gig in the Bronx I discovered how nice she is. "Blink the Brightest" is her third full length studio album but she has released several EPs along the way and in fact used the funds from her excellent EP "Bee" to fund the recording sessions for "Blink the Brightest" after her label, Island Records inexplicably dropped her. The songs are more soulful and folk than her previous efforts but it's hard to categorize Bonham's music into one little area. "Dumbo Sun" is a humorous tale; "And The World Has The Nerve To Keep Turning" is an angry, slinky cry to the heavens; "Whether You Fall" is as sad as it is inspiring and "Take Your Love Out On Me" is a fun love song full of innuendo. If you like music that is a little off the beaten path with instruments and arrangements that you may not normally hear together, first class lyrical work and a lady with a great voice you can't miss with "Blink the Brightest."

Man I'm glad that I went on a matinee. I would be pissed if I spent $12 on this one.

As soon as the opening credits rolled I got really nervous.

McG is basically a music video director with limited experience in films. The two films he is most known for are "Charlie's Angels" and the sequal "Charlie's Angels: Full Throttle." As much as I am a fan of almost all the actors in those two films, I reviled the movies themselves. Tripe. Utter tripe.

And what really bothers me is I want to like McG. He directed the Barenaked Ladies biggest music video (they have gone on record as saying it is the only video ev er made for one of thier songs that they like and are satisfied with) for thier #1 hit "One Week" and I'm a huge huge fan of thiers.

He's also working with Duncan Sheik on a "Spring Awakening" film (or something) as a producer... and I've met Duncan and am a huge fan of his as well. Spring Awakening, in case you didn't know is a Tony award winning musical for which Duncan won the Tony for the music writing (or something like that).

But he tends to direct movies as if they were music videos; long on effects and short on plot.

So I was nervous when I saw him in the credits for Terminator: Salvation as the director.

Then I saw the cast... and the only two names I recognized were Christian Bale and Michael Ironside. Not good. As much as I like Michael Ironside he's never been what you might call a "blockbuster" actor. Sure he's had some good roles and I do always enjoy his performance but quality of plot is not a known hallmark of his movies.

My concerns were justified.

But I cannot lay the blame entirely on McG. The script, frankly, and don't read this if you don't want to know, is simply a retread of the first three Terminator movies.

They took some plot points from the first, some plot points from the second, used the "nuclear fuel of Terminator's makes for big booms" from the third movie and ignored the basic rules of the Terminator universe. So they could introduce this new Australian actor who plays Marcus Wright.

There is even a scene, so similar to the first film's ending that it looked nearly shot for shot; where a Terminator with no legs tries to kill a badly injured John Conner and the two crawl along, Conner trying to escape, the Terminator doing its' thing.

Plot holes abound. There are also some major missed opportunities. The stuff with the Doctor (a criminally underused Helena Bonham Carter) and Marcus Wright's past; the circumstances under which he finds himself in prison. None of that is explored with any depth.

And when the plot isn't ripping off the other movies, riddled with holes and missing opportunities it is so preposterious that it can hardly be believed.

According to IMDB McG is already working on a 5th Terminator movie. I was really hoping that "Salvation" would end the franchise on a high note but it seems that the studios involved plan to go back to the well until its sucked dry.

I'm sure James Cameron is rolling around in his money filled vault decrying the dilution of his vision.

No I'm not.

At least it was nice to see Ahhhnold looking young and muscle bound as a Terminator again. Even if it was CGI.

I was never much of a fan of the original Star Trek. The effects were so cheesy and Shatner (who I now love for his camp value) always came off as such an ass. Because the effects were so cheesy it was alway hard to sell me on the plot. I just couldn't get into it. But others obviously did.

I know people who are devoted to the original series. They bought the laserdiscs and then the VHS cassettes and then the DVD's. They dress up like Scotty and for many of them there was no TNG, DS9 or Voyager (let alone Enterprise).

So I don't envy J.J. Abrams the task of rewriting history. But rewrite it he has. The new Star Trek is slick and high tech with stunning visuals, an edge of your seat plot and sexy new stars who crank up the tired old series to eleven. It seems like, for Abrams (not to mention Paramount and Star Trek in general which really needed a win) this was a rousing success. So why did I dislike this movie so much?

Well, for one, retconning one series means that he retconned all of the series. Over twenty five years of television, friends and stories I grew up with and enjoyed through my twenties, gone; just like that.

And I'm going to try and avoid spoilers but if you haven't seen it you may want to skip the next two paragraphs.

This is a total nerd check, but I remember the episode of TNG where Q took Picard back in time and allowed him to change one small incident in his life. He chose to stop a fight that led to him getting stabbed and having to live the rest of his life with an artificial heart. That one small change led to dramatic differences in Picards life. No longer captain he was a lowly, no name science officer who lived a meek existance in the shadow of stronger willed, more imposing officers like Riker.

Abrams changed so much, and yet we are asked to believe that all the same players made it on to the same ship and eventually into the same positions.

But I have other problems with the film. There are tons of plot holes; and not just the nerdy "you can't do that in Trek" ones either (although those are plentiful as well).

But I think the main reason I didn't like it was because it made me feel old. I know. That's a lousy reason to pan a film. But it did. Maybe I am getting old. Maybe I'm just too set in my ways. Maybe I'm loyal to a story well told and don't like the idea of someone going back and erasing those cherished memories. I don't know.

The film was well acted for the most part (although how Eric Bana keeps getting work I don't know; he may be the most one dimensional actor in Hollywood right now and as he broods his way through franchise after franchise leaving poorly developed, paper thin characters in his wake I am forced to ask "why, oh Lord, can't someone replace him with a lamp or perhaps one of those talking farm animals from the milk commercials, they are always amusing"). The story was, well the story was preposterious but if you can enjoy something like "Bad Boys" or "The Transporter" then the plot holes won't bother you (until you are alone at night and trying to sleep). The special effects are, of course, amazing.

But to me, retconning this series is like pulling out the old sled you had as a kid and giving it to your genuis nephew. When you were a kid you rode that thing down a million hills, over jumps, into trees. It was the highlight of your winter and many of your best memories are associated with that useless (to you now) hunk of wood and metal. Then you nephew whips out his arc welder; attaches some rockets and an onboard computer with GPS navigation. Then he replaces the wood with a Laz-E-Boy with cupholders and built in lower back massage. Finally he paints it sky blue with yellow lightning bolts down the side and enters it into a Flugtag competition. Yes it's kind of cool. But the little kid in you is screaming "that's my sled and that is NOT how it is supposed to be used."

Well, JJ Abrams. Star Trek is my fondly remembered continuity and that is not how it is supposed to be retconned. Now get off my lawn before I set this phaser to kill.

The USA Channel has been really doing it for me lately. As I've mentioned before; I watch very little television. But there was a time when that was not the case. Back in the day, when I worked a regular job and had a regular schedule I had my days; days of the week that were identified by the shows I looked forward to watching.

For several years now I have had no days. The only show I watched regularly was "Burn Notice" and that show is available at Hulu and it's own website. So if I missed it on the night it was shown I only had to log on to my computer to catch it later in the week.

Also, USA has been playing around with the idea of what a "season" is. Burn Notice, as well as several other shows, like "In Plain Sight" have two seasons a year instead of just one. This stretches the show out more throughout the year, but it also makes viewing the show less of a regular thing since there are two large time periods a year when it isn't shown.

I like this.

I've reached the point in my life where I don't want to be tethered to my television four nights a week for nine months out of the year eagerly awaiting an onslaught of new shows. USA gives me the freedom to choose when and how I watch thier shows and that means a lot to me.

Which is why I now, at least for the next couple months, have a night. Thursday night on USA is going to be "my night". Burn Notice, followed by "Royal Pains" a new show I don't feel comfortable reviewing yet (but I enjoyed the first episode) followed by a reshowing of the previous Sunday's In Plain Sight. Maybe.

All those shows are available on Hulu so if I get busy...

In Plain Sight has a very simple premise. Two intrepid U.S. Marshalls and thier supervisor handle difficult witnesses with comlicated past's, present's and often personalities. As the show says in the beginning "some are criminals, some are not" but all are interesting. I've often wondered what life would be like if I could just hit "reboot" on it and start over somewhere else as a new person in a new life. What would I do differently? What would I miss? This show explores these questions through the looking glass of Mary McCormack as Marshall Mary Shannon.

Yes she's hot, but she's also high maintenance. Actually, that's a massive understatement. She had daddy issues (dad abandoned the family when Mary was a kid); mommy issues (mom, played admirably by Leslie Ann Warren is a raging alcoholic who can't keep a job and is living with her), sibling issues (Mary's smoking hot sister, played by Nichole Hiltz, is even more screwed up with abandonment issues and bad men choices then Mary and her mom put together), and men issues (Mary's on again/off again boyfriend "Raph" played by Christian de la Fuente is the only real "Mary Sue" of the show; a semi-pro baseball player who may just be the most patient and perfect man alive, which of course just makes Mary afraid he will abandon her).

But as complicated and scattered as Mary's personal life is, it is the polar opposite image of her competent and professional performance at her job where she is the rock her witnesses need to get thier lives back on track. She takes risks, breaks rules and generally does whatever she wants, much to the chagrin of her supervisor "Chief Stan McQueen" (played by venerable character actor Paul Ben-Victor who I've been a big fan of since his stint on "The Invisible Man") and her partner "Marshall Mann" who are more big brother characters to Mary than anything else; amused by her antics, over protective and resigned to thier fate in dealing with her.

Add to this caustic mix the criminals and witnesses who come to WITSEC with all thier baggage and each episode becomes an entertaining mix of humorous anecdotes and human drama. And when mary's personal life and professional life intertwine, as they did with the previous season's ending episodes; the results are profound.

This show really packs a punch and despite the occasional formulaic episode the characters are fun and interesting enough to keep you entertained. The show is at its' best when it is character and dialogue driven and eschews the main plot paths. Most of the stories are somewhat predictable. This is television after all. But the people in the show are interesting enough to make it more than worth the time investment. You are watching not to see what happens to them, but to see how they react to it and how they speak and relate to each other. And the actors on the show make it work. A lesser cast would be lost without more clearly defined characters but these actors are given enough rope to hang themselves and they make monkey bridges instead.

Good stuff.

This is a pretty cool show. It takes everyday products and shows how they are made. The only thing more amazing than watching some Guatemalan seamstress sew together a hockey glove is the fact that it's amazing watching a Guatemalan seamstress sew together a hockey glove. The show takes some pretty mundane things and really shines a light on the manufacturing process. Now my main reason for watching this show is probably a little off from the average fan. Remember when Bruce Campbell went back in time in "Army of Darkness" (if you don't know then just stop what you are doing and go watch the movie... it is purely awesome)? Well my plan is that when that happens to me; when I go back in time, due to my viewer ship of "How It's Made" I will be able to create/invent some amazing things and basically alter the fabric of time to set myself up as a god king. From watching this show I not only know how to make light bulbs... but I can make fluorescent light bulbs! I know, it's a plan with a few holes in it, but I think I can make it work once I'm actually in the dark ages.

You know those cartoon snowballs that start off small at the top of the hill and end up giant house flattening boulders by the time they come to a stop? Well that's the only thing I can think of to describe the spectacular pacing of "Duma Key." I cherish each King novel as they come out. I'm reading his latest short story compilation right now: "Duma Key" is as good as anything he's ever written (sounds like faint praise but for me, it isn't). In "Duma Key" Edgar Freemantle tells the tale of how his "other life" ended and his new one began. Nearly crushed to death in a construction accident the multi-millionaire suffered brain damage, lost an arm and his wife left him. Considering suicide Edgar decides to take his therapists advice (his therapist doesn't try to talk him out of it, just suggests he wait awhile so his family and friends will believe it was an accident), take up a hobby and a change of scenery. Edgar discovers he can draw. Man can he draw; and with the evil power of Duma Key, Florida and his itchy, sometimes there, sometimes not phantom limb he begins to create masterpieces of art that predict and even affect reality. His gift quickly becomes his curse as he unravels the mysteries of the island and the horrors of the past that will lead to his only chance for survival. I started reading this book slowly, taking in forty to fifty page gulps here and there but by the time I was three hundred or so pages in it killed me to put it down.

In the interest of fairness I should point out that EE Knight is a friend of mine. But I was a fan before I was a friend. I had a roommate who recommended the first book of his excellent "Vampire Earth" series "Way of the Wolf" and I've been with him ever since. "Dragon Strike" is the fourth book in Knight's "Age of Fire" series. The story is one of elves and dwarves and humans and wizards and demen; but mostly it's a tale of dragons, told from the dragon's perspective. AuRon, Wistela and RuGaard are siblings. As hatchlings their parents were slaughtered and their nest raided. The first three books, "Dragon Champion" (AuRon), "Dragon Avenger" (Wistala), and "Dragon Outcast" (The Copper AKA RuGaard) tell the tale of each of the young dragons and how they survive, separated and in a world perilous for dragons, to adulthood. "Dragon Strike" brings the three back together against a common foe; the Red Queen. If you like stories of dragons set in mythical lands then I can easily recommend the entire series. If you just like a good story, period, then I can easily recommend the entire series. This is fantasy at its best. I devoured this book in two days.

Yes this game is old. Yes this game is a kids game. Yes this game is a movie IP transferred to games.

So what?

My nephew LOVES Kung Fu Panda. I've been forced to play through this game three times now and I still enjoy it. It's a button masher. It's violent but in a funny, cartoon way; and it's a truncated telling of the much more (from a plot perspective) satisfying movie. But it's fun.

My sister's family got this game free with thier XBox 360. I didn't think much of it (I had not seen the movie) as it looked like a silly, unchallenging button masher. But when family members got stuck on certain levels and asked "the gamer" to help them along I found out something I had forgotten.

Not every game has to be mind numbingly impossible to beat to be fun. The first time I played Halo 3 I played it on the hardest setting and it took me just over twenty four hours of nearly continuous play to beat the game. It took me weeks of playing here and there to get through Call of Duty: World at War on the hardest level.

Kung Fu Panda can be beaten, by most able gamers, in about four hours.

If you want to be a completist and get the gamer points a outfits it may take a bit longer. But it's never boring. The game is too easy to be boring. The scenery is always changing.

In my most recent run through I spent all my money on the "Dragon Warrior" outfit and didn't upgrade my skills at all; and I still easily beat the game.

I wouldn't want every game to be as simple and easy as Kung Fu Panda. But the story is interesting, the characters are well developed (all the cast members voice thier characters for the game) and the kid loves it. Every time he runs up and grabs my finger and tells me I'm in the "Wushu finger hold" I get a smile out of it.

Like any shared experience this game is dramatically improved by the bonding I do with my nephew. But if you have a little boy who might like the idea of martial arts (my nephew recently started lessons) and enjoys a good cartoon scuffle this is the kind of game you can really enjoy playing together.

I've never been much for racing games but this one stands head and shoulders above the norm. I'm not sure if it's all the different vehicles or the 32 different tracks (and that's not including the 32 more that are created when you play the first 32 backwards) that makes the game so addicting but adding the element of random luck to a racing game really makes a huge difference. There were times when I got so frustrated trying to beat a level (the last four races of the 150 CC, also known as the lightning circuit were so hard to beat I had to play it dozens of times before I got a lucky break and tied for first place (nice to know Nintendo gives the tie to the player) that I wanted to hurl my steering wheel through the TV screen. All your favorite Mario characters are here, once you get past a certain point, the game even lets you race as your Mii. What I really love about the Wii, and MarioKart specifically is the way it uses the controller to alter perspective in game and challenges you to react to that change. MarioKart utilizes the Wiimote to full effect to make an extremely enjoyable game with a ton of replay value. Buy this game and you'll be cheating your friends out of first place with cheap bullet power ups and mushroom boosts for a long time to come. If you own a Wii this game is a must buy. Fear the blue turtle shell; it does not discriminate and it shows no mercy.

Deviant Art is probably the biggest and most well known art community website in existance.

There are many smaller and more specialized art communities. But you will be hard pressed to find one that is as large or as all inclusive. Digital, Pencil, Photography, Calligraphy even writing is considered a form of deviant art at this site; and no site contains as many admirers.

If you are an artist, there is no better opportunity for exposing your work to the public for free than Deviant Art. You can also make friends, chat, request peer critiques of your work and in some cases (see site for details) sell prints (and some other items) of your work directly through the site.

But even more than that, Deviant Art is a community of people which is made up of folks with artistic inclinations. Whether you are a novice or an expert you can find friends, get advice, and immerse yourself in the culture and maybe even gain some fans. If you are an art appreciator there is no other one spot on the web (that I kow of) where you can see such incredible work and have such unfettered access to the artist.

Deviant Art has different accounts, the maost basic of which is entirely free and allows you to utilize most of the functions of the site. If you enjoy art in any form you will most likely find this site quite enjoyable. If there is a specific type of art you appreciate you are very likely, no matter how obscure, to find some prime examples on this site. And if you are an anime of mang fan you will most likely never want to leave.

Rooster Teeth is the home of the astonishingly popular "Red vs. Blue" Halo Machinima series. I've been a fan since attending a Barenaked Ladies concert in which Church and Simmons (characters from Red vs. Blue) introduced the band. Since those early days Rooster Teeth has become so much more than a few guys making funny Halo vids. With nearly three quarters of a million users, Machinima projects related to popular games like The Sims, Shadowrun and F.E.A.R., Original music by the resident band Trocadero, Achievement Hunter (a site dedicated to unlocking achievements and increasing gamer score), Rooster Teeth comics (drawn by the incredibly talented Luke McKay and Griffon Ramsey), top quality merch in their store and Grifball.com (a site dedicated to a mini-game created within Halo 3 that's a lot like soccer, only with hammers, bombs and death) the site has become a Mecca of entertainment. Once you create a profile you can post journals, pictures and videos of your own. You can make friends and interact on the forums. I've been a member and fan of the site for a long time. As TTL Quikthnkr I was commissioner of the Spring 2008 Grifball, league which afforded me the great pleasure of interacting with the RT staff a bit; so yes I may be a bit biased, but I wouldn't recommend the site if it wasn't top notch. Burnie Burns, Gus Sorola, Geoff Ramsey and the rest of the talented RT crew have made a home away from home on the web for a lot of creative and interesting people. If you aren't already a member there, what are you waiting for?