The Rays, one of two Stanford MIPS softball teams and the one for which i'm the starting first baseman, won their first game yesterday. Or more precisely, let's say we got our first non-loss. Hopeful of our chances upon learning our opponents, the BC Bombers, had lost 26-0 to an opponent we'd lost to by the much more respectable scoreline of 31-9, we arrived early and got in some batting practice. However, when our 6:45pm start time rolled around, only 8 of the BC Bombers had arrived, meaning they didn't have sufficient numbers to play. Forfeit! We win! Eager to get in some play anyway, two of our players went over to their side and we had a scrimmage. To boost our confidence further, the Rays won the game 17-12. I'm still not happy with my swing but got three base hits, one a good line drive into center. At first base i connected with Fred at shortstop a few times, and made the last out of the game receiving a great throw from Craig in the outfield.

Still haven't played Prey, despite having owned it for over 40 hours now. Must be some kind of record for me.

I'm really enjoying the first of the X-Men Complete Age of Apocalypse Epic collections, although from what i've read the first is more a smattering of loosely collected stories from the Age of Apocalypse universe, with the last three volumes containing the real story of the rise and fall of En Sabah Nur in this alternate timeline. However, it's depressing the hell out of me. As any good dystopian drama should.

It's a damn shame (for me, anyway) that "The Boiler" by Rhoda with the Special A.K.A. is one of the best post-Terry Specials songs, but i can't listen to it because of Rhoda's ultra-realistic screams during the rape that concludes the story.