I was gone most of the weekend, so I missed the majority of the festivities. From what the veterans have been telling me, this is nothing compared to the great Not my Turning Point Gaming Rig blizzard of aught six. I have a duty that needs fulfilling however, so I shall begin to climb Mount Cblog with all haste. For tonight only, the H under Communitoid stands for "Hug," not for "House." In actuality, the bulk of the hugstorm landed on the weekend, with just a few stragglers and slowpokes coming in today... people who like myself missed out on the frivolity when it was in full swing, and those who were basking in the afterglow and didn't want it to end. My condolences to RandomBullseye.
You will no doubt be pleased to discover that I finally figured out I wasn't supposed to bold everything in the entire goddamn post. Better late than never.
There's a Steaming copy of Left 4 Dead percolating in the background, a late Christmas gift to myself. If I time this right it should be just about ready as I get the recap done. If you're looking for a partner who knows how to duck and doesn't call dibs on anyone, look me up on Steam.